In the studio on the second floor, the windows were open, and a corner of the curtain floated out with the wind from time to time and retracted.

It can be seen from Zhang Bai's painting that Bai Yufei was in the middle of this radish field that day.

From this position, as Bai Yufei said, you can clearly see the easel in front of the studio window.

If you can see the easel, you can see the person who paints it.

But Xiao Mo couldn't be sure, Bai Yufei really looked back that day and saw that there was no one in front of the window to go back? Or did you go back while Zhang Bai was painting?

The location of the small building is indeed a little off, and Zhang Bai chose this place because it is quiet.

The plot was divided into several plots and planted with cabbage, celery, lettuce, and carrots.

Around the vegetable patch is a large area of farmland, where crops are growing well.

When I came, I entered the village and drove all the way in, along the way, there were many people on both sides of the country road, but this two-story building was the innermost part of the village.

After turning a big corner, I saw this small independent building at the end of the road.

Before turning this big corner, Xiao Mo thought that he had reached the end, and specially stopped the car and asked the last family in front of the curve.

A young man is weaving a chicken coop in the yard.

When Xiao Mo asked him about the painter's residence, his expression was not very friendly.

"You're here to find that Miss Bai!"

Xiao Mo was surprised: "Why do you think so?" ”

"Didn't that painter die of illness not long ago? You're not looking for Miss Bai, who else can you find? ”

"Alright! I'm here for her, can you tell me where that house is? ”

"Just turn the corner ahead."

Walking back to the courtyard gate from the vegetable field, Bai Yufei was not in front of the easel, and the big black cat was lying under the chair in front of the easel.

After the car started and was about to leave, Bai Yufei suddenly appeared in front of the car window, startling Xiao Mo.

She said, "Officer Xiao, I have something I want to ask you about. ”

"You say, I can do what I can."

"I want you to go back and talk to those who speculate for no reason and plan to continue to come to find fault, and ask them not to harass me until the police find out the truth and clear my name. Although I am not afraid of shadows, the feeling of being wronged is really uncomfortable, and I don't want to be disturbed. ”

"Okay, I promise you."

The car turned the corner, and the young man in the yard on the side of the road was still weaving his chicken coop.

The car stopped, identifying itself. The young man was so busy with his work that he didn't even lift his head.

Xiao Mo asked, "Little brother's surname?" ”

"King."

"Are you alone at home?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

"I mean, who's in the house?"

"My parents still have me."

"Does the painter usually have dealings with the people in the village?"

"There should be, that uncle has a good relationship with my parents, and when he first came, he often asked my parents how to grow vegetables."

"Are you usually at home? Or is there something else to do? ”

"I do odd jobs in the village-run factory at the head of the village, and I usually help my parents with some work."

"Were you home on the 15th?"

"It's been ten days, who remembers."

"On the day the painter died, if you were at home, you would have an impression."

"You're talking about that day, of course I remember. The village is not big, and everyone knows how big it is. ”

"Can you tell me a little bit about that day? For example, did you meet the painter and his wife before the accident? ”

The young man kept his head down, and the work in his hands was non-stop.

"Yes."

"When and where?"

"In the morning, while our family was having breakfast in the yard, we saw the two of them jogging on the road. If it weren't raining, the two of them could be seen either running or walking at that point every morning. ”

"And after that? How did you find out that something happened to the painter? ”

"It's Miss Bai, she came to me crying."

"She's looking for you?"

"That's right, there is a family in the village doing a happy event, and my parents went to help. The first plot of land that turned the corner was our family's plant, and we planted a field of potatoes. I had been digging potatoes in the field that day. ”

"Is it morning or afternoon?"

"It's in the morning and in the afternoon."

"Then you must have seen Miss Bai painting in the vegetable patch?"

"Yes, in the afternoon, she was there painting."

"How long did she draw."

"I can't say specifically, two or three hours!"

"Did you go back in between?"

"Probably not!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because before the painter fell ill, I picked potatoes and went home once, and after I got home, I took a breath and drank a cup of tea, and the second baby from the village came to my house to borrow farm tools, and the two of us chatted a few words."

"How long have you been at home?"

"It should be more than half an hour, forty or fifty minutes, right? Not so sure. ”

"Did anyone pass by your house in the meantime? Or a vehicle? ”

"I don't know, my second baby and I were gossiping in the hall and didn't pay attention."

"So, when you go back to the field again, is Miss Bai still there?"

"Yes."

"And after that?"

After that, I was too busy with the work in the fields to pay much attention. It wasn't until Miss Bai came to me crying and I followed her that the painter fell unconscious on the ground in the courtyard. As soon as I touched it, I couldn't breathe. About half an hour later, the ambulance from the hospital came, but it didn't work, and the person had already died. ”

"Did Miss Bai behave abnormally at that time?"

"Officer, don't you suspect that the painter's death has something to do with Miss Bai! I don't think so, Miss Bai cried so sadly that day, it doesn't look like she was pretending. Later, didn't I hear that the painter was an old mistake and was not rescued in time? ”

"Let me ask you one more question, since that Miss Bai moved here, have you noticed anything unusual between the two of them?"

"That's not true, but after Miss Bai moved here, the aunts in the village love to chew the root of their tongues, that is, why does a young girl like Miss Bai want to find an old guy, isn't she interested in the old guy's money?

But I don't see it, the two of them go out for a walk every morning, and they look very affectionate. I haven't seen them make trouble before. Whenever I work in the fields, I can always see the two of them, either working in the vegetable field or painting.

Miss Bai loves to laugh and can always hear her laughter. ”

"It seems that you are still very concerned about this Miss Bai."

Xiao Wang is still immersed in his work, and he speaks very straightforwardly.

"That's it, Miss Bai is so beautiful, it's hard for people not to pay attention."

Judging from what Bai Yufei described, there are still a few doubts.

One of the biggest suspicions is that Zhang Bai's cause of death was shock caused by hypoglycemia, and it was not discovered in time.

As Xiao Ze suspected, Zhang Bai has been a diabetic for many years, and he naturally understands his physical condition, and when he has symptoms of hypoglycemia, he replenishes sugar in time.

What's more, Zhang Bai died in his yard.

And there is sugar on the tea table in the hall, if Zhang Bai realizes that something is wrong, he has time to go to the hall to get the candy and replenish it in time.

It seems that he has to take the time to find the doctor who treated Zhang Bai at that time to understand the situation.