Aoki saw Ma Fuqing's eyes flickering, but he didn't see the surprise they should have.

"You seem to know we're coming?" Aoki asked him.

Ma Fuqing hurriedly denied: "No, no, my mother doesn't have a good temper and doesn't like outsiders to come to my house, I'm really embarrassed." ”

Aoki and Hu Xing followed Ma Fuqing into the gate.

Ma Fuqing's house is quite spacious, with a small second floor with two entrances, with front and back yards.

Aoki walked around the yard, and the sound of tapping and tapping on the ground made Ma Fuqing very uncomfortable.

"Let's go into the house," Ma Fuqing urged, "it's cool in the house, and there are watermelons that have been iced." ”

"Why don't you even ask what we're here for?" Aoki was not in a hurry, and slipped from the front yard to the backyard.

"It's my own bad that has caused trouble for the master and this comrade policeman." Ma Fuqing trembled.

The front yard of the Ma family planted a lot of melons and fruits, but the backyard was empty, with only a lone old locust tree.

Aoki stood in the shade under the locust tree, circled around the locust tree, and said, "This tree is good, it's cool here." ”

I don't know if it's too hot, Ma Fuqing's face drips with sweat, and he said, "Master, let's talk about something." ”

At this moment, there was a clanging sound of iron chains from nowhere, accompanied by a low roar.

"You have a Tibetan mastiff?" Hu Xing discerned the direction of the sound and was sure that it was coming from inside the house.

"Oh no, it's not a Tibetan mastiff, it's just an ordinary ...... Home, family dogs. Ma Fuqing's face was sweating more and more, and his clothes were soaked.

Aoki winked at Hu Xing and said, "Then let's go in and sit." ”

Like all rural houses, the Ma family's living room is large but poorly furnished. A square table of eight immortals is placed in the middle, surrounded by several long benches. In the corner is a 32-inch old television, and the surrounding walls are painted with simple white paint, and the skin is mottled, some of which are already showing signs of peeling.

There was no air conditioning in the house, but the curtains were closed to isolate the heat outside, and several electric fans were turned on, which was quite cool. But then it looks a little dim and dreary.

Ma Fuqing's mother was sitting in the corner watching TV, a separate electric fan was blowing at her, and the light of the TV was flickering on her face. Hu Xing always felt that her face was gloomy, and she seemed to have bad intentions towards their arrival, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

She whispered her thoughts to Aoki, who said nonchalantly, "Wouldn't that be cooler?" ”

Ma Fuqing brought the cut iced watermelon and put it on the table of the Eight Immortals and beckoned them to eat. Then he took a piece himself, and pulled out all the black and white boys in it one by one, leaving only a clean melon pulp, and then brought it to his mother: "Mom, you eat." ”

"Still a dutiful son." Hu Xing had a slight affection for Ma Fuqing for no reason.

Aoki smiled but didn't say a word. Except in dreams, he never judges human nature easily. Human beings have learned too much camouflage in the long-term pressure of survival and evolution, and even in dreams, sometimes the subconscious mind deceives itself, let alone in front of strangers.

Ma Fuqing's mother grabbed the watermelon unceremoniously, her eyes didn't squint, and continued to watch her TV. There was no expression on her face, and Hu Xing almost thought it was a clay statue.

Ma Fuqing has been waiting by the side. Her mother took a bite of watermelon, ate a watermelon that was not deducted, spit on Ma Fuqing with a "poof", and threw the watermelon in her hand on the ground.

Hu Xing was stunned and muttered, "It turned out to be a crazy woman!" ”

Ma Fuqing's mother turned her face, stared at Hu Xing and asked Ma Fuqing, "What did she say?" Half of her face reflected the light of the television, half of her face was hidden in the darkness, and her eyes were fierce, as if she had seen an enemy.

Ma Fuqing hurriedly blocked in front of her mother and said, "It's okay, it's okay, she's talking about her own family." ”

He turned around and smiled at Aoki and the others, went to the corner and grabbed a broom, and swept the watermelon rinds and broken melon pulps on the ground that were splashed all over the ground.

His mother was still staring at Hu Xing, and Hu Xing was uncomfortable.

After Ma Fuqing finished sweeping the floor, he went to the table and took a piece of watermelon, and deducted the melon more carefully. After deducting it, he looked at it again and again, until he was sure that there was no remaining melon, and then he took it back to his mother to eat.

His mother pushed Ma Fuqing's hand away: "Don't eat it." Then he got up and went inside.

When the door to the inner room of the living room was opened, there was another rattle of chains.

Ma Fuqing can finally sit down.

"I'm so sorry! That one...... Come, eat, eat watermelon. Ma Fuqing looked a little embarrassed and restrained.

"Your mother, she ......" Hu Xing pointed to her head, "Are you okay?" ”

Ma Fuqing said: "No, no, my mother just has a weird temper. ”

Hu Xingzi saw Ma Fuqing's filial piety, and she was a little unsure of the purpose of this trip.

She had thought that she was going to encounter an extremely cunning and vicious gangster, and it was better to attack them directly, so that the grappling and marksmanship she had practiced since childhood would be useful. She didn't think that Ma Fuqing was acting for them to see, a person who could be so filial to his mother, what reason did he have to kill someone? Now, she hopes that Aoki's judgment is wrong, and the scum caught by the Lu County Criminal Police Team is the murderer.

She motioned for Aoki to ask, but Aoki didn't say a word, just smoked, and kicked Hu Xing so angrily that he kicked him under the table with his foot.

Aoki straightened up and said to Ma Fuqing: "Oh, you paid, I haven't helped you solve the dream yet." ”

Ma Fuqing hurriedly shook his head: "No need, no, I'm fine." ”

"Are you alright?" Aoki was stunned, "That's to return the money?" ”

"No, no, I didn't mean that, I don't have to return the money."

"In that case, let's go." Aoki stood up and was about to leave.

Now Apricot Hu is not happy, what is this? You're here to interpret your client's dreams! But she had no choice but to glare at Aoki, and said in her heart to go back and clean you up!

But how do you clean him up when you go back? Hu Xing thought of Aoki's oily and salt-in, sometimes stupid, sometimes skinny, and suddenly became depressed, feeling that it was really a wrong decision to provoke this weird guy for nothing.

Ma Fuqing nodded to send them out, and at this time, Ma Fuqingniang's voice came out of the dark corridor behind the living room: "Fuqing, come here, tell your friend not to leave first." The tone was as gentle as a full moon mother coaxing a baby in her arms.

Ma Fuqing answered "oh", smiled apologetically at Aoki and Hu Xing, and walked into the back aisle.

Aoki and Hu Xing looked at each other, this old lady was really good-tempered.

"Weirder than you." Hu Xing said with a wrinkled nose.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Flared pants, pull-up boards, and a trench coat on a hot day, isn't it weird enough?" Hu Xing said that after all, she didn't mean to despise it at all, and she wouldn't forget Aoki's unbelievable ability to make people dream. But it's obvious that such a powerful person, why does he usually look lazy and stupid!

They chatted with each other, and after half a day, they didn't see Ma Fuqing come back.

Hu Xing nibbled on two pieces of watermelon, couldn't help it, and said, "Go over and have a look." ”

Aoki agreed. They walked through the living room and into the hallway inside.

The aisle is not long, the door behind the aisle is locked, and next to it is a staircase. At the top of the staircase there was a sturdy-looking burglar fence, and the gate to the basement was open, and there was a faint sound of talking below.

"Mom, no, Mom, it's not good to do a good job."

"How can it not be done? I don't care, I just hold my grandson so that the Ma family can pass on the lineage! If you are capable, I don't need to do it. ”

"Mommy ......"

Hu Xing gestured to Aoki and tiptoed down.

There was a small dim light in the basement.

Hu Xing poked her head out to look and saw Ma Fuqing kneeling on the ground with his head down. His mother stood in front of her, her back to the stairs.

She suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing down the stairs, sending a chill down her spine.

The stairs were dark, so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. She always felt like something was staring at them from behind.

Hu Xing's heart was pounding, and he turned his head to look at Aoki, and could only see a black shadow, but fortunately, the head outline of the chicken nest head was more conspicuous. Instantly, I have a feeling that the head of the chicken nest is also good!

Just then, she caught a glimpse of a dark figure flashing around the corner of the stairs above, and then disappeared again when she looked closely.

Just when she thought she was dazzled, she found that Aoki was missing from her side.