95 Jianshe Road.

Jianshe Road is an old street, and it has existed for as many years as the city has been built. Some of the houses on both sides of the street have been renovated, while others still retain their original basic shapes of red bricks and black tiles. The newly built buildings are seven or eight storeys, and the original old house has only two floors. The second floor or above is for residents, and the first floor is all for the façade, renting or opening their own shop. Selling grains and oils, daily necessities, fruits, vegetables, hardware, barber shops, etc., everything. Young people basically don't come here to shop, they like the north of the city, which is a new area with entertainment venues; Only the women who presided over the life often searched for goods here.

Wu Ping also came less.

Freehand rice paper shop.

The signboard is made of a wooden board, sprayed with black paint, and the word is white, which means a bit of literary and artistic cultivation, and this is where Wu Changan often buys paper.

When the customer came to the door, the boss quickly greeted her, a woman in her early thirties. He looks very iconic and wears it very fashionably, but it doesn't match the antique rice paper shop.

"Big brother, are you here? It's been a long time, but this time, how much? It's all good goods, from Xuancheng, Anhui. "The woman's voice is very sticky, and once it is sticky, you can't shake it off.

"It's my first time." Wu Ping felt a little disgusted in his heart.

"Oh...... Oh...... Then you've come to the right place. Let me tell you, this Xuancheng paper is only available to our family in the whole county, and there is no other place, and it is also fake. She pressed the last sentence very low, put a finger to her lips, and the word "fake" squeezed out between her lipstick-covered lips, and then burst into laughter.

Wu Ping didn't want to talk to her, so he shook out his ID and showed her, "Understand a little bit of the situation." ”

The woman rolled her eyes, twisted her ass and went to arrange the rice paper.

"Do you have any impression that this person often comes to your store to buy paper?" Wu Ping took out a photo of Wu Changan and showed it to the woman.

"I don't know." She didn't even look at it, and answered directly.

"When it comes to murder, you'd better cooperate." Wu Ping raised his voice, he had been controlling it for a long time, and he was very unhappy with the woman in front of him,

Seeing Wu Ping's dark and gloomy face, she quickly glanced at the photo, and her tone softened a lot, "Teacher Wu, I know, he often comes, he buys a lot at once, he is a big customer, what's wrong?" What does it mean to be related to a homicide? ”

"When was the last time Mr. Wu bought paper? Coming alone? Who was in the store at the time? Did any special guests show up on the day? Obviously, Wu Ping only needs her to answer the questions, and there is no need to tell her anything else.

"Murder? My mother, Teacher Wu killed someone? No way. The woman's legs were weak and she almost squatted down, she only had the word murder in her head, and she didn't think to answer Wu Ping's question.

"You don't have to worry about that, just answer my questions."

"I want to think about it...... I want to think about it...... Oops, I can't remember. It's been a long time, I can't remember. ”

"Think about it again." Wu Ping pulled up a stool and sat down and lit a cigarette.

The woman wanted to stop Wu Ping's actions, and smoking was not allowed in the store, but she didn't dare.

"Half a month? Or longer. He came alone, every time. Business in the store is very good, customers come and go every day, and I can't remember anything else. As for the special thing...... Except for the purchase, the sale, nothing special......" the woman is reminiscing.

"For example, a customer rushes to ask for the same paper with Mr. Wu, or deliberately closes to Mr. Wu." Wu Ping reminded her.

"No, right? I'm not sure, I really can't remember. ”

"Have you seen these two people?" Wu Ping took out photos of Zhou Guoqiang and Li Chuang.

"Nope."

"If you think of anything, feel free to contact me." Wu Ping asked for paper and pen, left the BP machine number and office phone number, and walked out of the rice paper shop.

Xu You was very anxious, he was eager to know what stage Li Chuang's case had progressed to, and whether Wu Ping had already fixed his suspicious eyes on Cao Guisheng.

And Cao Guisheng, how is it doing? He is kind and peaceful, never embarrassed by others, his life was already very lonely, and now, he has to commit murder for Xu You. Xu You wanted to go to the county seat to see Cao Guisheng, between them, there was no need for hugs or verbal comfort, sit down, warm a pot of wine, and drink until slightly drunk, which was enough. Cao Guisheng did not allow Xu You to disclose the relationship between the two, Xu You looked for Cao Guisheng, and generally chose when there were few people. Now is a sensitive period, Xu You does not dare to rush to him.

Even if he goes, Cao Guisheng may not necessarily see him.

After dinner, Xu Yu walked out of the school gate.

The task force turned the security room upside down, and after making sure that there were no more clues to be found, it agreed to rebuild the security room at the school. After the three murders, the whole school lived in the shadow of fear, and everyone was worried about whether they would be the next to suffer. Everyone is praying that they will not be the next to suffer.

They are worried. No one would kill anyone between them for no reason, Xu Yu wouldn't, and neither would Cao Guisheng.

The security room is the barrier of the school, and the teachers and students need it. In normal times, its important role is not shown, and some people have even hated its existence when he or she is locked inside or outside and is not allowed to enter, and he or she is called not to break in. But now, they desperately want it to reappear at the gate of the school, as if with it, they can stop all evil, even the souls of unjust ghosts.

Several workers are clearing the rubble after the fire, and tomorrow they will begin construction. The newly recruited doorman took a stool and placed it beside him, and he sat on the stool and was on duty.

The flowering period of the rape outside has long passed, and the horn fruit grains are full, and it is time to harvest. Several farmer men were busy in the field, and with the back and forth of the sickle in their hands and the completion of the action of falling on their waists, handfuls of rape broke away from their original branches and were neatly laid flat. Before it gets dark, they have to cut down the ripe rape in the field, and if it rains, the horn nuts will rot and fall into the ground.

Xu You walked all the way, and soon came to Li Chuang's grave.

Li Chuang had no relatives and was cremated directly after the autopsy. The school sent someone to collect the ashes and bring them back to be buried on the hill behind. He has been guarding the school for decades, and the mountain behind the school is his best home.

However, Xu You clearly saw a person kneeling in front of the grave. Who? I heard that he has no relatives, but he is a friend, right? Xu You pondered in his heart.

Walk over and take a look.

The man was burning paper money. In front of the tombstone, watermelons, plums, and a bowl of rice are lined up, and the rice is fried bacon with green peppers, and a bottle of two pots. He heard footsteps and turned his head. His lips opened and closed again, without making a sound, and he turned back and continued to burn the paper.

Xu Yu remembers him, the owner of the town's blacksmith shop. One street day after the deaths of Wu Changan and Zhou Guoqiang, Xu You followed Li Chuang to the blacksmith shop and said a few words to the boss.

Obviously, he didn't remember Xu You, or he remembered but didn't want to talk to him.

Is he close to Li Chuang? No one worships strangers or people who they don't know each other even if they meet each other. Xu You secretly thought, I remember the last time I drank, Li Chuang said that he had ordered something from the owner of the blacksmith shop, so he changed from a business relationship to a friend?

The blacksmith shop owner quickly burned the remaining paper money, bowed a few times, packed the sacrifice in a bag, got up and left. It seems that Xu Yu has disturbed him.

He kept his head down, but Xu You could clearly see his reddened eyes, which were the traces left by crying.