When people travel, the general deserted village and wild shop are not afraid to live, even if it is a hotel inn in Shanghai, it is inevitable that there is a suspicion of slaughtering outsiders, and safety is not guaranteed.

If you don't want to spend money to stay in a foreigner's hotel, the most reliable thing is probably the stationing of fellow villagers.

Therefore, all kinds of hometown clubs and chambers of commerce came into being, and became the most important stronghold for people who left their hometowns. The most businessmen who have left their hometowns to seek wealth are the most, and the influence and role of the Chamber of Commerce are also very great.

The Sanxiang Chamber of Commerce is the stronghold of Hunan merchants in Shanghai.

Hunan people mainly deal in silk, tea, medicinal materials, etc., and there are also heroes who have entered the financial industry to fight, and they also have a place on the beach in Shanghai as a whole. As the president of the Sanxiang Chamber of Commerce, Ma Bury is not highly respected, but he is also a figure with a head and a face.

He returned to his hometown this month to buy property, not in Shanghai, and his wife Zhao was in charge of the house. She lived with her third aunt in a small courtyard on Misting Road in the Chamber of Commerce, and at this time, the third aunt was crying, making trouble and hanging herself, but Zhao was calm and quiet, quite calm.

- But maybe it's not because it's not his own son, so he doesn't feel distressed.

Han Yu thought to himself.

He and Zhou Erya greeted the people of the Chamber of Commerce in advance, came to visit early in the morning, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw the third aunt sitting on the ground, crying, splashing and rolling, only the hair was still not messy.

"Madam, you have to be the master for me!"

Her voice was sharp: "I'm just such a son, now that he's gone, what will I do in the future?" ”

Ma Borui has three aunts, a total of three sons, the eldest son is in Zhuzhou's hometown, the second son is with him in Shanghai business, all of them are from the Zhao family, the youngest son is the murdered Ma Yongan, born to the third aunt, and he is still young in middle school.

"You don't take him very seriously on weekdays, you only hook the master with all your heart, and you still expect to raise children to prevent old age?" The Zhao family didn't soften her heart at all because she died of her son, and her tone was still cold: "Yong'an, this kid has a strange temper, he is not close to his family, and he wanders outside all day long, I advised you to watch him a little more, where are you willing to listen?" Now that something happens, it's no wonder to others. ”

The third aunt cried on the ground: "Anyway, it is also the blood and blood of the Zhao family......"

"That's it!" When Zhao saw someone coming in, he felt ugly, and said impatiently: "Aren't you just afraid that the master will come back and blame you?" Don't worry, I'll tell you about it, it's none of your business. Hurry up, what kind of system? ”

The third aunt was relieved at this time, and stood up aggrieved, seeing that Han Yu and Zhou Erya were tall and handsome, she couldn't help but have hot eyes, but her son had just died, and it was inconvenient to show her true colors, so she could only shrink behind Zhao, and only hooked her eyes to the two of them.

When Han Yu heard the conversation between the two people, he sighed even more.

Sure enough, it wasn't born in his own belly, so how can he have any feelings? And this is the same as being a biological mother, which is even more embarrassing.

So far, she only cares about her own future, and this son is probably just a tool for her.

- Seeing too much of this kind of thing, Han Yu became more and more bored, and when he thought of the situation at home, he also felt bored. He cheered up for the case and stepped forward to greet: "Mrs. Ma, I contacted you on the phone before, we are detectives, and we want to know about Ma Yongan's murder." ”

Zhao Shi changed his face at them as quickly as turning a book, and said with a faint but friendly smile: "It's Zhou Gongzi and Mr. Han, right?" The lord took care of me and said that you two are distinguished guests, and if you ask questions, you will know everything and say everything. ”

She belongs to an old-fashioned educated woman, and she usually treats people for Ma Bury, and her etiquette is not bad, although her speech sounds a little nondescript to Han Yu, but she can be regarded as generous.

Just thinking of this person's cold-blooded ruthlessness just now, he couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Ma Yongan grew up in Shanghai since he was a child, and because of his frail health when he was young and his father's favor, he almost never went far away and never returned to his hometown in Hunan. Later, as he grew older, his temper became more and more eccentric, and he became estranged from his family, only liked to play with friends outside, and even his father gradually disliked him, and his feelings gradually became indifferent.

His own mother and third aunt are too much of a person who only cares about themselves, where does she care about her son, as long as she doesn't bother her, she asks for money and things on weekdays, and she doesn't care about anything else.

As for Zhao's mother-in-law, it's just a face-saving affair. So when asked about Ma Yongan's daily actions, the two of them didn't know anything, and they were annoyed when they asked too much.

"My son is older, where can I control him?" The third aunt was too coy, wiping her tears and shaking her head, but she really didn't answer anything about what her son was doing on weekdays.

Fortunately, the mother still remembers the scar on her son's hand, otherwise I am afraid that the identity of the deceased would not have been confirmed.

Zhou Erya had no interest in it for a long time, he wandered into the patio talking to himself, looking at the citrus trees in the courtyard with great interest, as if he was studying whether the green oranges could be eaten.

Han Yu patiently continued to ask: "Then what friends does he have on weekdays and who do he interact with, do you have any impression?" ”

It may be impossible to expect this mother and grandmother to provide useful information, and if you can find friends that Ma Yongan is familiar with, it may be more reliable.

Zhao Shi looked indifferent, obviously she couldn't answer this question.

The third aunt pretended to think about it for a long time, but she still shook her head in distress, indicating that she didn't know anything.

It was still the maid at home who reminded: "Madam, the little master has a good friend, the family is in the straw mat business, there is a shop in the back street of the school, he often goes there to play, and the child has come to the house twice......"

The servants were often sent out to find Ma Yongan, but they knew where he would go.

The third aunt was a little embarrassed, frowned and said, "It seems that there is such a person, but is Yongan good with him?" I don't really remember, Mr. Han, you must ask more questions and find out the murderer to avenge my son! ”

Han Yu didn't bother to pay attention to her, turned his head and asked the maid for the name and home address of this classmate, and he was relieved that he had not come in vain.

In the end, he casually asked Zhao again: "Does Mr. Ma have any enemies on weekdays?" ”

This shouldn't be an ordinary vendetta, and he doesn't think this question will help much, so he saves it for the end, just following the rules.

Zhao nodded categorically: "Yes!" Master, he has an enemy, if someone can be so ruthless to Yong'an, it must be only him! ”

- She doesn't know what the seven-handed soul seeker is, and she doesn't know that this is a serial case, she only believes that someone wants to kill her concubine, it must be because she has a grudge against the master.

This enemy can do anything.

Han Yu was stunned, looking at Zhao's expression, he was very sure.