Chapter 312: Sowing Discord
Mao Yuqi seemed to feel that he had said something wrong, his eyes rolled, looked at Su Xianrong, and said, "Hey, I said girl, what are you here for?" Do I retaliate or not, Liu Pengxiang, what do you care? Besides, am I Mao Yuqi that kind of person? I have a big heart, how can I take that to heart? That incident has passed, although he Liu Pengxiang is unkind, but I can't be unjust, the two of you think it's right? ”
Song Ruilong said with a calm face: "Liu Pengxiang's daughter Liu Ruijuan disappeared three days ago, I don't know if you have seen it?"
Mao Yuqi panicked: "Hey! The two tolerances don't suspect that I kidnapped Liu Ruijuan, right? I'm a good citizen! ”
Song Ruilong's eyes were like knives, and he said, "There is no writing on the faces of the good people. Who will believe that you are a good citizen? ”
Mao Yuqi stood up, made a "please" gesture, and said, "If you don't believe it, you can search my house casually." If you can find out that there is a woman in my house, you can put me in jail. ”
Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong got up at the same time, and Song Ruilong said, "No need." If you have news of Liu Ruijuan, I hope you can go to the county government to report the case as soon as possible. ”
"Definitely, definitely." Mao Yuqi sent Su Xianrong and Song Ruilong out of the gate, and said: "The two of you walk slowly, then Liu Ruijuan is not a child, maybe she is hiding her anger, and she will go back in a few days."
When Su Xianrong and Song Ruilong walked to Fuguo Road, Su Xianrong asked, "Brother Song, why don't you search Mao Yuqi's house?" Maybe Miss Liu was really searched. ”
Song Ruilong shook his head and said: "Impossible, that Mao Yuqi is so generous to let you search, which means that there is no Liu Ruijuan in his family." However, don't worry, I will send someone to monitor Mao Yuqi's every move. If he really kidnapped Miss Liu, he would definitely show his feet. ”
Song Ruilong looked at the road ahead. Said: "Okay, let's go back to the yamen first!" If there's anything to do, I'll talk about it after lunch. ”
Liu Tianxiong and Wei Bixi crossed Fuguo Road and came to Fuchun Lane, and when they arrived at Room 50, they saw that the family was holding a funeral.
A white cloth hangs in front of the door. There were also many white cloths hanging in the courtyard, and several people were busy in the courtyard. There is a coffin parked in the main house.
The coffin was covered with a red cloth, and on the table in front of the coffin was a tablet with the words: Fuwu's surname is the spiritual seat of Fengchun.
After Wei Bixiao saw the tablet, she said to Liu Tianxiong in shock: "Wu Fengchun is dead!" When did this happen? ”
Liu Tianxiong was also confused, he originally wanted to ask Wu Fengchun's jade pendant how it fell to Hou Baoping's house, but now it's good, Wu Fengchun is dead, how can a dead man confront him?
There were also several friends of Wu Fengchun in the courtyard who helped him take care of the funeral. Liu Tianxiong called Wu Fengchun's wife, Pan Cuiping, over and said, "When did your husband die?" What causes death? ”
Pan Cuiping was wearing a white mourning dress and a white pointed hat on her head, and seeing that her eyes were red as bloodshot, she knew that he was very painful about her husband's death.
Pan Cuiping lowered her head, wiped her sleeve to her mouth, wiped away her tears, and sobbed. He said, "Messenger, the husband of the folk woman was when he was approaching the child last night. He suddenly fell ill and vomited blood and died. ”
"Ouch! You who killed a thousand knives, you said that you left without saying a word, how can you let me and my son live in the future? Fengchun, you wait, I'll finish your funeral. I'll go with you. Don't forget not to drink Meng Po soup! We will be husband and wife in the next life. Pan Cuiping's voice made Liu Tianxiong want to cry.
Wei Bixi couldn't help but ask again, "Did your husband go out last night?" ”
Pan Cuilian shook her head and said, "No, my husband is a man who loves his family very much. He would stay at home every night with the women. Because he knew that his heartache was going to come, he just left. Therefore, he wanted to spend more time with the women. ”
"Oops! Oh my husband! You're in too much of a hurry. How will I live in the future? Pan Cuiping howled again. His crying made Liu Tianxiong want to shed tears.
Liu Tianxiong tugged at Wei Bixi's clothes and motioned for her to go out.
After Wei Bixiao was pulled out by Liu Tianxiong, she broke free of Liu Tianxiong's hand and said, "What are you pulling me for?" I think there is something wrong with Wu Fengchun's death. You said that he didn't die sooner or later, but he died when we were going to confront him, does this count as a case of uncooperative handling? ”
Liu Tianxiong covered his mouth with his hand and said with a smile: "Of course, this is not a case of cooperating with tolerance, but what can you do with a dead person?"
Wei Bixiao said angrily: "Even if he dies, I have to ask him, how did his jade pendant fall to Hou Baoping's house?" Unless he hadn't been to Hou Baoping's house, otherwise, the jade pendant would definitely not have long legs and run to Hou Baoping's house by himself. ”
Liu Tianxiong looked at the room in front of him and said, "Let's go, let's go to the next door of Wu Fengchun's house and ask."
After Wei Bixi knocked on the door, he saw a man in his forties looking at Liu Tianxiong and Wei Bixi in surprise, and said, "Who are you looking for?"
Wei Bixi looked at the man with thick black eyebrows and pointed nose, showed him the waist card in his hand that was handling the case, and said, "We are the commissioners of the county government, and we are looking for you to understand the situation."
"Come in!" The man with thick eyebrows let them into his upper room, and after each of them sat down, he said, "Could it be that the two of you want to inquire about the cause of Wu Fengchun's death next door?"
Wei Bixiao looked at the man with some surprise and said, "Do you know that Wu Fengchun's death is strange?"
The man with thick eyebrows knocked the cigarette pouch and pot in his hand on the table, and said, "That Wu Fengchun sells baked cakes, and I sell cooking cakes." The two of us had a shop next to each other. Although there are usually conflicts over business, it is a big thing, and our relationship is still very good. Usually when I'm fine, either I go to his house for a drink, or he comes to my house for a drink. This relationship lasted for more than a year, but three months ago, Wu Fengchun and I had a very unpleasant quarrel because of an incident. ”
Wei Bixi was afraid that the man would not say anything, so she said anxiously: "What's the matter, it's unpleasant?"
The man said: "That night, when Brother Wu and I were having wine at his house, Brother Wu was drunk, so he went to bed first, and only me and Pan Cuiping were left at the wine table. I was also drunk at the time, and I don't know when I fell on the table. In my sleep, I felt a hand touching my chest, and when I grabbed that soft hand, I felt as if someone had poured it with go-mi powder, and it tasted strange. When I saw the owner of the hand, I wanted to hold her in my arms. But I didn't dare. That's the wife of my best friend Wu Fengchun! I still understand the truth that a friend's wife can't be bullied. I was ruthless and pushed Pan Cuiping aside. Then, I immediately put on my clothes and left. When I was leaving, Pan Cuiping threatened me, saying that if I left her that night, he would make me regret it. (To be continued......)