The deceased's name is Li Youde, who has a good character, and the reason why he was evaluated this is because he has no criminal record, of course, this is just the words of the big head's family.

If you argue with him, he will not give up without adding the deceased's good conduct to the absolute value.

As for being slapped in the face, it doesn't exist, and when it comes to it, he will beat him up again and say, "You see I'm right, you still fought with me that day, is it interesting?" "Interesting, right?

I heard him say that the deceased had some connection with a prostitution ring that was eliminated by the anti-pornography group a few months ago, and was first sold ** and revealed to be a pimp, and then verified by our side that it was purely false.

My first feeling was that I should go down this path.

Although this feels like in addition to the number of times I was beaten upside down by the big head, I don't have any confidence to do it.

However, compared to visiting the deceased's family, colleagues, friends and other social relationships, it can be regarded as a rush to make wisdom.

It's just that the urgency gives birth to wisdom and the urgency generates wisdom, and those who should visit must be visited after all. Because work is never divided according to what you want or don't want to do, unless you have the right to assign work.

But in this matter alone, I have. So there was only Hao Ren to visit the deceased's family, colleagues, friends, and so on.

By the way, he seems to be useful, or at least it seems.

Stuck in habit, let's talk about the results of his visit first.

Li Youde is a jobless vagrant, so his colleagues are impossible to find; As for the contacts that have recently appeared in the call logs of his mobile phone, there is no clue for the time being.

In life, he can be regarded as rich, of course, this is what Hao Ren learned from his parents.

Although I don't have much hatred for the rich, his status as a jobless vagrant makes it impossible for me to be friendly.

Looking back now, I suddenly realize that it is this enthusiasm that is the key to this case, maybe, maybe, probably, almost! Who really knows?

"He rarely comes back, and if he's lucky enough to see him twice a month, he can be regarded as filial piety, and every time he throws away a stack of money. Ay! Seriously, I don't even remember the last time he called me: 'Dad. 'When is it?' ”

He brushed his gray hair and looked at his wife, as if there were tears in his eyes. Li Youde's mother was speechless the whole time, because she kept crying and rippling.

"If we nag tighter, at least there would be grandchildren to count on, hey!"

Of course, I don't have a God perspective, these are all retellings of Hao Ren.

When he spoke to me, it was raining outside the window, and the glass was blurred, just like this disturbing world.

I can't help but feel compassion, maybe it's because of the humid air at that time, the stickiness of the body, and the resonance caused by the heart! Anyway, I don't know, and I don't need to look into it.

What's even more incomprehensible is the lingering musty smell in the room.

Rationally speaking, immersed in the lustful power of aromatic synthetic air fresheners, the musty smell is too magical.

I suddenly remembered "Frog", maybe the magic is just its coat! It's just that this coat is comparable to "The Emperor's New Clothes".

Maybe it's my heart, after all, musty smells are better than rainy days.

When it comes to magical reality, how can you bypass "One Hundred Years of Solitude"? All afternoon, I sat by the window savoring my solitude.

It's really not about pretentiousness and artificiality, no matter who says so. This is indeed a state of ———— since loneliness is eternal. Then you have to take the opportunity to repay one or two, otherwise how can you have the strength to go upstream!

I'll talk about my findings.

If there is a criminal record, it is not difficult to find a person, but it is not so easy to find it, which is about human agency.

It's still raining, it's wet everywhere, and passers-by are wrapped in raincoats and hiding in umbrellas, walking in a hurry.

What are they rushing for? In the end, it's just a rush!

I hid in the car, thinking about hurrying in a hurry, causing the wheels to rush through the puddles, splashing water and splashing all over the body.

They stopped, glared at my car, and hurried back on.

It seems that rushing is a trend, and everyone is busy rushing, after all, no one wants to be a turtle.

I couldn't help but laugh, it was a self-deprecating laugh. I didn't expect that what I scolded in the past turned out to be my current self.

Once upon a time, on the same rainy day, I also talked to myself in a tone that violated quality education in someone's car.

By the time I got to the Garden of Happiness, the rain had stopped, but the sky was still gray, as if it had been smoked.

It's an old neighborhood, and everything looks downcast. Only the mosaics on the outer wall are still arrogantly despising everything.

The door guard is in vain, and the uncle inside doesn't even want to look up at you, maybe this is what the property should look like in the mouth of five cents.

The green belt is the old yellow calendar, otherwise I have no place to park, as the so-called ———— lost east, harvested mulberry elm. I just don't know if the residents will think so.

As soon as I walked into the corridor, a strong musty smell came to my face, and I thought to myself: there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and the place that is most worthy of a rainy day is here.

The staircase is a primary color of cement, and the top is wet; The handrails are rusty, but they are also iron;

The walls can be proud, because after all these years, it still doesn't have to prove that it was once white, and the cobwebs in the corners are always showing its vitality.

I slowed down, thinking about how the footprints on the wall above my head had been stepped on.

Suddenly he was bumped: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?" Sorry. ”

As the saying goes, raise your hand and don't hit the smiling person. In his overflowing smile and soft words, I had to squeeze out a smile.

It's just that there is always a lust in his kind eyebrows. It's not because of his priceless dark circles, on the contrary, dark circles are a distraction.

It seems to think of a certain person, certain things, the reason why I use it seems to be because of this person, these things are clearly and seem to come from a dream.

It was with this doubt that I rang the faded doorbell. Although the inside of the house is not tall, compared to the outside, it can be called a cave.

The house is full of pink, and the girl's heart is bursting, and she chokes people. The tenants were all still childlike and rushed at me as if I were holding candy in my hand.

I immediately revealed my identity, not because I couldn't afford candy, but because I felt that they were dirty and dirty in their bones. After all, it's a child, and it can't be clean, which is also nature, and you can't force it.

But my disgust is also in my nature, and they don't force it, but they are a little timid, as if they have done something wrong.

Hurriedly pushed open their respective doors, pointed inside, and said, "We are regular." ”

I saw a bed with a hole in one of the rooms and smiled.

After a few words, the room was filled with cheerful air again. Don't believe it, I just have this kind of magic.

So much so that they all say, it's hypocritical that I hate children.

"Excuse me, who is Du Ruolan?" I've been impatient for a long time.