Seeing this, Ge Bin immediately stepped forward. Huang Fangyuan casually turned the second page, which was mixed with a copy of the "Road Traffic Accident Liability Determination". Ge Bin saw the name of Xu Zhonghui's father, Xu Youren, at a glance. With a quick scroll of his gaze, he managed to capture another date, "July 13, 2008". This was the night when Anxin's father was killed in a traffic accident ten years ago.

Huang Fangyuan continued to flip through the paper in the folder. The following pages were excerpted and printed by Xu Zhonghui from some relevant media reports. It's not much, it's very short, but it's just a few words.

As far as Pujiang City, a large city with a population of 10 million, is concerned, there are not hundreds of traffic accidents on various roads every day, but dozens of them, and the number of people who die due to traffic accidents is not a small number. The traffic accident that occurred on the suburban ring highway late at night ten years ago would have hardly attracted the attention of the media if it had not caused widespread road congestion. The text before me is telling, with only a third of the coverage of the accident itself taking up a third of the page, and the rest of the content is devoted to describing its consequences. However, on the other hand, it is precisely because of such consequences that an ordinary traffic accident has a chance to be reported in the newspapers, and it also provides Xu Zhonghui with clues to explore the truth. As far as the eye can see, the text and pictures of these reports have been marked with various symbols, and many vague text descriptions have been written in the margins next to them.

It seems that Anxin is right, Xu Zhonghui's deep resentment towards An Huaisheng is not only a factor in the obstruction of marriage, I am afraid that the real fuse is the death of his father.

Ge Bin just wanted to express some of his opinions on this, but a series of footsteps going upstairs sounded behind him, and he had to choose to remain silent.

An Huaisheng walked into the house slowly, and kept muttering, "Officer Huang, how is it?" Got a discovery? ”

He stood still in front of Huang Fangyuan, looking at the folder in his hand vigilantly, and the smile gradually solidified on his face.

An Huaisheng stepped forward with an arrow, grabbed the folder, and quickly flipped through it. He scanned the contents of each page in the folder with a heavy face, his eyes gradually narrowed into a line, and a sense of calm air rose from the bottom of his eyes, slowly overflowing his sockets, and flying up the corners of his eyebrows.

There wasn't a lot of paper in the folder, and it only took him twenty or thirty seconds to read it all. Frost covered his face. Enraged, he jerked up the folder in his hand and slammed it into the ground. After a loud "pop", he still felt that he still didn't understand his hatred, and stepped forward, making a gesture to step on his feet.

Huang Fangyuan shouted, Ge Bin reacted quickly, and his body was horizontal, blocking An Huaisheng's body. This was not the first time he had stopped An Huaisheng in anger, he knew that he would face An Huaisheng's thunderous anger if he did this, but he couldn't care about it.

Huang Fangyuan took the opportunity to pick up the folder on the ground, dusted it off, and put it back on the bedside table.

"What does this kid want to do? Murder? Who is going to murder whom? An Huaisheng shouted angrily, "Officer Huang, I also want to report the case, report it now." I suspect that my daughter's death has something to do with this kid, you check, you must find out thoroughly. I will not spare him again this time, and I will not ...... this animal unless I slaughter it with my own hands."

"Mr. An, please calm down." Huang Fangyuan persuaded him with good words, "Since our police have intervened, we will definitely find out the facts and give you and Xu Zhonghui an explanation." ”

An Huaisheng didn't say anything, his glued gaze locked on the black folder for a moment, his chest rose and fell, and he kept panting.

"We've pretty much seen it here. Why don't you get here today? Huang Fangyuan is about to end, "If there is anything that needs help in the future, I hope you can continue to give us the cooperation of the police." ”

An Huaisheng took two deep breaths, tried to calm his emotions, barely squeezed out a smile, and responded, "Where? Officer Huang, you're so polite. The business of safety depends on you. ”

The three of them then went down to the first floor. Ge Bin looked around, he didn't see Chen Kangle's figure, he was muttering to himself, but he saw a figure shaking under the dim light at the door.

"Chen Kangle, what are you doing standing at the gate?" Ge Bin shouted loudly.

Chen Kangle stumbled and almost tripped over the steps under his feet. She barely managed to stabilize her center of gravity, turned around, and replied to the house, "It's too stuffy in the room, I'll come out to breathe." Chen Kangle covered his nose with his hand, walked into the house again, and frowned, "There is a smell of disinfectant water in this room, I smell uncomfortable, dizzy, I really can't stay." ”

Ge Bin's nose twitched, and he turned his head around to smell it, and there was indeed a faint smell of disinfectant water in the air. He thought that Anxin had also mentioned this matter this afternoon, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted.

"In that case, let's go!" Huang Fangyuan took over Chen Kangle's words.

"Have you read it all?" Chen Kangle asked.

"Well, that's already possible." Huang Fangyuan walked out the door and asked An Huaisheng, "Mr. An, where are you going next?" Do you need a ride? ”

"No, no, why are you embarrassed to bother you?" An Huaisheng declined Huang Fangyuan's kindness, "The driver is waiting for me at the entrance of the alley, and he will send me home in a while." ”

An Huaisheng began to turn off the lights and lock the door.

Huang Fangyuan had been waiting patiently on the sidelines, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave. It wasn't until An Huaisheng locked the door again that the two of them walked out of the alleyway together.

When they parted, Huang Fangyuan said to An Huaisheng again: "At present, Xu Zhonghui's whereabouts are unknown, we can't contact him, if he goes to you again, please be sure to get in touch with us in time and inform the police of his movements." ”

An Huaisheng happily agreed.

Sitting back in the police car, Huang Fangyuan opened his mouth and asked, "Are you hungry?" I'll invite you to go and eat! ”

Before Ge Bin could answer, his stomach had already given an answer. Ge Bin rubbed his stomach awkwardly.

In the afternoon, he wanted to save face in front of Anxin, and he refused to eat the bowl of scallion oil noodles. It was until four o'clock, and when I got out of the hospital gate, I bought a sandwich and a can of milk from a nearby convenience store to satisfy my hunger. At this time, nearly four hours had passed since that meal, and the contents of the stomach had already been digested, and he began to sing "Empty City Plan" again.

Huang Fangyuan no longer asked for the opinions of the two, and decisively decided: "Let's go, go to the Shengji Soup Dumpling Restaurant." ”

Before eight o'clock in the evening, the meal had passed, and the diners in the soup dumpling restaurant were in twos and threes. After Huang Fangyuan and the three of them finished ordering, they found a nearby table and sat down.

Ge Bin took the opportunity to look at the environment in the store. The cashier girl sat behind the counter with a blank face as usual; The old aunt in a white shirt and black pants shuttled through the store as usual; The familiar greasy smell wafts through the store. No matter how the wind and rain outside, time seems to be frozen here. As soon as you walk in here, no matter how impetuous your heart is, you can settle down in an instant. Ge Bin also felt very inexplicable about this change in his emotions.

Because there were not many customers, the ordered meals were quickly served one after another. In front of Ge Bin is still his favorite scallion oil noodles, plus a fried tofu vermicelli soup; Chen Kangle followed Ge Bin's menu and brought himself a gourd; Huang Fangyuan ordered a vegetarian noodles, plus three stir-fried vegetables, a pepper and salt strips, a Sixi roasted bran, and an oyster sauce lettuce. Huang Fangyuan pushed the three stir-fried dishes to the center of the table, and motioned for Ge Bin and Chen Kangle not to be polite and enjoy them together.

Tempted by the delicious food, the hungry trio began to gobble it up. When a gust of wind swept away the clouds, and there was not much food left on the plate, Ge Bin stopped the chopsticks in his hand. He took a tissue from the rare tissue box on the table, wiped his mouth, stared at Huang Fangyuan opposite, and slowly spoke: "Boss, what do you think of An Huaisheng?" Did you find anything suspicious in your conversation with him? Otherwise, how would you ask him to see the old home? Haven't you already visited once before? ”

Ge Bin, who had been holding back all the way, finally seized the opportunity to spit out the doubts in his heart.