Liu Dazhuang!

The moment Mrs. He told the cause of Old Man Li's death, the portrait of Liu Dazhuang involuntarily appeared in my head.

If I'm not mistaken, Liu Dazhuang was starved to death.

Now Old Man Li is like this, isn't this too coincidental?

After a series of analyses and investigations, I can basically determine the cause of Liu Dazhuang's death:

It was eating the corpse oil in the jar that caused death.

But the problem is that Old Man Li was also starved to death.

Could it be that Old Man Li also ate the corpse oil that was fragrant overnight?

"Auntie, did Uncle Li go to a restaurant called Evening Primrose before his death?"

I couldn't suppress the restlessness in my heart, so I hurriedly asked.

"Nightshade? No, after buying this house, we don't have much money. ”

"The living expenses all rely on the relief money sent by ZF every month and the remaining demolition money, how can I have the money to go to the restaurant......

Mrs. He didn't say this like she was lying, and she didn't need to lie to me.

So, was Old Man Li's death really killed by the chef who turned into a ghost.

Doesn't have anything to do with nightshade?

Mrs. He had already said just now that the two of them had only moved to Lingxian in recent years.

In other words, before this, they should have nothing to do with the people of Ling County.

Without a motive, there is no possibility of being killed.

Thinking about it this way, maybe it's really me thinking too much.

This old man Li's death is probably really not related to night primrose.

Thinking of this, I looked at Fu Zhenyu who was sitting beside me again.

He was still the same old look, and it was difficult to tell from his expression what was in this guy's mind at this time.

As for the appearance of Old Man Li's ghost, according to Mrs. He, it was Old Man Li who couldn't rest assured of her.

Therefore, even if he died, Old Man Li was reluctant to leave, and he has been silently guarding his wife.

Speaking of this, Mrs. He choked up, and tears overflowed her eyes uncontrollably.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but sigh.

After hesitating for a moment, he still took out 200 yuan from his trouser pocket and silently put it on the coffee table.

Although, I also want to help Mrs. He, but I haven't paid my salary yet.

The 200 dollars is already all my savings.

Thinking of this, I suddenly had an idea and sent a text message to Wang Dayou on the spot.

There is only one content in the SMS:

Ask for a salary!

How else to say that I am sloppy in life, today, it happens to be the day when I came to work for a month.

In other words, it was also the day I got paid.

【Ding! Your industrial and commercial bank account with the tail number of 7953 will arrive in real time +10,000 yuan】

The text message feedback was so fast that before I could even put my phone back in my pocket, the phone rang again.

So happy?

Looking at the series of zeros on my phone, I really thought I was dreaming?

Wang Dayou didn't fool me, is it really 10,000 yuan a month?

"Old man, have you seen the chef?"

Just when I was still holding my mobile phone and stealing joy, Fu Zhenyu on the side suddenly asked.

"I haven't seen the real person, but I've seen the man in the photo."

Mrs. He said, got up and walked into the bedroom.

After a while, he came back with an album.

After rummaging for a while, Mrs. He took out a photo from the album and handed it to Fu Zhenyu.

"The last row, the one on the far right."

I was still immersed in the joy of 10,000 yuan, but I just glanced at the chef.

At a glance, my brow furrowed.

Anyway, the man looked very ordinary, but it gave me a somewhat familiar feeling.

It's as if somewhere, I've seen this man.

It's just that I can't remember it for a while.

Where have you seen this man?

By the way, this person is a chef, and he is a fellow traveler with me, is it a school?

No, depending on the person's age, it's enough to be my uncle, it can't be my classmate or something.

Where have you seen that?

"Old man, can I take a picture of this?"

Although Fu Zhenyu was asking for the old lady's opinion, he was already taking pictures with his mobile phone while speaking.

"Yes, young man, you are free."

Click!

With the sound of a shutter, Fu Zhenyu returned the photo to Mrs. He and got up to say goodbye to Mrs. He.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I quickly followed and stood up.

Before leaving, Mrs. He said that she didn't want the 200 yuan I left.

In the end, it was at my insistence that Mrs. He accepted the money with tears in her eyes.

When I went out, I couldn't wait to ask Fu Zhenyu, should this old lady be a ghost too?

After last night's series of events, I really don't dare to trust others indiscriminately.

"No, although the yang energy is very weak, she has no yin energy in her body, and it is estimated that she will not live long."

Throwing me a cigarette, Fu Zhenyu lit a cigarette by himself, and suddenly asked me:

"I mean, don't you think that chef is a little familiar?"

Familiar?

That's for sure, I've already found out.

But I can't tell where I've seen him.

"It's a little familiar, but I can't remember who this person is for a while."

Taking a hard drag on my cigarette, my brain began to run at full speed, desperately recalling all my impressions of the chef.

"Don't think about it, this chef is Zhang Fakui from Flood Village."

"Oh, Zhang Fakui, I'll just say ......"

Wait!

That's Zhang Fakui?

At that moment, I was struck by lightning and hurriedly snatched the mobile phone in Fu Zhenyu's hand.

And he took a closer look at the photo he had just taken.

That's right, it's really Zhang Fakui!

I said, "Why does it look so familiar?"

But......

Looking at the mobile phone, Zhang Fakui, who was standing in the most row and had an expressionless face, looked at Fu Zhenyu who was smoking on the side.

My face became more and more cloudy.

"Brother Yu, do you know Zhang Fakui?"

If I'm not mistaken, the only people who went to Flood Village that time were me and Hu Yao.

Hu Yao's person here is Hu Yao, he recognized Zhang Fakui, and I didn't feel curious at all.

But what did Fu Zhenyu rely on to recognize Zhang Fakui at a glance?

There is only one explanation:

They must know each other!

"We're colleagues, and I've been there for two years before you came to Evening Primrose."

Belch......

I secretly cursed myself for being confused:

I've been getting more and more suspicious lately.

Fu Zhenyu is the purchaser of nightshade, and Zhang Fakui is the night shift chef before Liu Dazhuang and me.

They knew each other, and that was normal.

However, even now it has been confirmed that the chef in the photo is Zhang Fakui.

So, when Hu Yao and I went to Flood Village before, who was the person we met?

It stands to reason that Zhang Fakui shouldn't have died here?

How could he have reappeared in Flood Village?