Feng Hua is the direct informant, and he also claims to have heard He Baolai's conversation about disposing of the corpse, so he has to go back and make a good record.

Feng Hua ..... Wrap yourself in and around! She participated in today's incident, and even reported He Baolai for murder, all of which wanted to get Yan Lang out, after all, she had to suffer some flesh and skin after entering.

Originally, there was nothing for her to do here, but now she had to go in and take a walk. She's not afraid of the pain of flesh and skin, at one end of the shelf, who dares to touch her? She was afraid of trouble.

Not only does she have to leave her name and surname when she goes in to make a record, but if He Baolai is really convicted of murder, she may have to testify in court, she really doesn't have that alien time. And as a child, these things had to be notified to her "uncle" Pike Pen.

It's a real nuisance, but I can't help it.

Feng Hua followed Officer Zhou with an expressionless face, and Yan Lang followed silently. In the end, it has affected the master..... Let her be involved in all this mess in his house.

A few people walked silently for a while to the police station, a simple shikumen, in the first room of an alley, the gate facing the street. Except that the door is larger, it looks no different from the surrounding houses.

As soon as I arrived outside the door, I heard He Baolai's screaming, mixed with a few "wrongs".

Officer Zhou went straight to the interrogation room where he was being held, pushed open the door, and gave him two feet when he entered! "Your wife is dead."

He Baolai's screams stopped abruptly, his eyes staring straight at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Tell me, how the hell did you beat your wife to death?" Officer Zhou asked.

He Baolai burst into tears, crying non-stop, and took the opportunity not to answer the police's questioning.

Feng Hua looked at him like that, and he was more afraid than difficult, and at this time, he still had the heart to play tricks.

Officer Zhou didn't care about him, and said to the policeman in the house, "You go on." After saying that, he walked out and took notes.

However, the situation was much simpler than Feng Hua expected, and he just asked a few words and asked her to tell her about the process of discovering He Baolai's murder.

Feng Hua only said that he had a good ear, and he heard the slaps and quarrels upstairs, and said nothing else.

Officer Zhou was puzzled: "Didn't you say before that you heard He Baolai ask his mother how to dispose of the body?" "How could such an important clue slip through.

"I didn't hear this sentence clearly, I made it up in my own brain." Feng Hua told the truth. She really didn't think that Liu Hongye would die at first, it was just a joke, and she wanted her sentence "He Baolai killed someone" to be more real, and asked the police to go upstairs and take a look.

As a result, Liu Hongye is really dead, so it's not appropriate to say it again, it means to frame He Baolai. He's not a horse cannon, she can't frame him, the truth is what it is. Anyway, if she doesn't have to frame her, He Baolai's fate will be miserable.

Manslaughter is also homicide, and Feng Hua doesn't know if there is such a thing as manslaughter now? In the eyes of people at this time, they still pay attention to the phrase "killing pays for life", no matter what fault is not negligent.

It's the first time Officer Zhou has heard of the term "brain supplement", but the meaning is easy to understand. Officer Zhou was speechless for a long time and let Feng Hua leave.

This result surprised Feng Hua a little, he didn't ask for an identity certificate and didn't call his parents? It's a hassle-free. The only trouble is that Officer Zhou told her to stay at home recently, and to go to her if she needs anything. It seems that he has already decided in his heart that Feng Hua is a noble person who lives in Lotus Fang.

"It's a bad memory....." Feng Hua also complained in his heart. It seems that this uncle has to admit it even if he doesn't recognize it!

When the police asked her address, she naturally said that she lived in the house of "Pike Pen", and she couldn't say anywhere else, and she didn't have a house in Shanghai. Now it's okay, people are going to look for her there.

After leaving the police station and returning to Yan's house, Zhou Yafen was waiting nervously with the small joint camp, and was relieved to see the two of them come back safely. As soon as the small joint venture saw his father, he was about to cry, Feng Hua quickly took out a bottle of milk and handed it to him, successfully forcing his tears back.

Feng Hua walked to the corner of the house, took her trolley box and opened it, took out all the food inside, and said to Yan Lang: "You take these to do things." I won't come here at night, Sister Zhou will live upstairs, and take care of the children of the He family by the way. ”

Mrs. He can't come back today, and He Baolai is afraid that she will never come back. Hey, the adults have made sins, but they have affected a few children.

Saying goodbye to the Yan family, Feng Hua pulled the box and came to No. 138 Lotus Fang to find Shen Heting, the "Parker Pen", which was his name written on the note.

Feng Hua rang the doorbell of the Shen family, and it was Shen Heting himself who opened the door, he had just returned from a business trip and had a one-day vacation, so he was at home. Seeing Feng Hua standing outside the door, Shen Heting was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! Your guests are here! Come in! "God help me! Shen Heting looked at Feng Hua and thought.

Now there is an apple that was cut yesterday in the house, and his wife and children are reluctant to eat it after eating only a small piece, saying that they want to keep it to smell the fragrance. The sweet and fruity aroma is suitable, but it is long-lasting, and the smell is more appealing than the best perfumes. But the more he smelled the smell, the more regretful Shen Heting felt in his heart, he had nothing to do with these apples.

But now this young man has come to the door in person, which is a big drama!

"Come in, come in, come in." Shen Heting greeted again.

Listening to her husband's rare courteous tone, the hostess walked out of the kitchen quickly. It turned out that it was the "trolley box boy" who entered the door, Mrs. Shen was stunned, looking at the trolley box in Feng Hua's hand, she was related to this box? This boy wants to sell again?

Although they are husband and wife, the things they pay attention to are obviously different~

"Hello, welcome to my house." The hostess greeted politely. But there are some doubts in my heart, how does this young man know about her home? She didn't leave an address in the morning. She was going to buy a box, which was not something to take out and say, how could she leave an address for someone to grab the handle?

"This is my invited guest." Shen Heting explained simply. He also knows that his concerns are different from those of his daughter-in-law, so he never talks to his daughter-in-law about work.

That's fine, Mrs. Shen went back to the kitchen to cook after a few words of greeting, and sincerely invited Feng Hua to stay for dinner.

Feng Hua glanced at the Shikumen of the Shen family, the size was about the same as the Yan family, the three-story small building, but the patio was larger, with more than 100 square meters, and it was built into a delicate small garden.

As soon as the gate of Shikumen is closed, it becomes a quiet and beautiful little world by itself, because the entire Shikumen only lives in the Shen family.

It seems that this "Yuanjun" is living well.

"Your box is rosewood, isn't it? Make boxes out of red sandalwood... Isn't it good? Shen Heting chatted with Feng Hua, using the box as the starting point. He doesn't like to go straight to the point, and at critical moments, he likes to go around in circles, which can also be an occupational disease.