Why is the sound of fish swimming in this basin so loud? Are you so hearing that I can hear it from outside the door?

When we entered the house, the owner of the house seemed to hear the movement and hurriedly went out to greet us.

I really wanted to go and see the basin, but I felt an old woman's voice suddenly appear in my ears: "Is it Mr. Zhao?" ”

I was terrified.

In a panic, I looked up and saw my client, with an old face, but full of smiles, squinted eyes, so that his eyes became crescents, a thin old woman, only up to my elbows, indeed a little short.

"You...... Hello! My expression was visibly unnatural, startled by his sudden greeting.

But quickly reconcile the emotions.

"Old woman, this is our Mr. Zhao, I heard that your old woman is here alone, and I am very worried about you, so I will personally judge this case!" Wen Zihao, lying is not blushing.

The old woman listened to the warmth in her heart, and held my arm, which Cheng thought, she was smiling and talking, but tears flowed out: "The child thinks about me, thinks about me......"

Maybe it's because of her age, and her words are a little vague, and it took me a long time to hear it. I've seen a lot of this kind of field, and I don't feel too much, and the reason why I can do good things is all supported by my own three views.

"Mother-in-law, don't cry," I comforted her, wiping her tears, but I couldn't help but look back at the basin next to the water tank.

"Little girl, let's go into the house and sit down, and I'll show you a picture of my son, my son, what a good boy...... He's about your age, look at him, look at ......"

I was pulled by the old woman, who was probably so excited that she pinched my arm. I hurriedly glanced at Wen Zihao, his eyebrows were frowned, his face was even paler, but his eyes were extremely sharp. He looked at me and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This is a code, I reluctantly put my heart in my stomach, and followed the old woman into the living room of his house with peace of mind.

It's a simple living room, but this living room has become a mourning hall - a black and white photo frame of an old man, next to a black and white photo frame of a young man.

I looked at it all with a blank stumble, and then at the old woman.

Who would set up a mourning hall in the living room? Even if the living don't mind, the dead are afraid of noise.

"Wife, wife, look, someone has come to avenge you!" The old woman pushed me to the edge of the mourning hall.

I felt a little panicked, the closer I got to this mourning hall, the more eerie I felt, as if someone was walking around with the wind, and I swept to the side, but I clearly felt that the hair on my sideburns was blowing.

It was just a moment, and then the rest was calm.

After so many years in the industry, I have to mind. What's more, I was standing in a closed living room just now, where did the wind come from?

I smiled: "Mother-in-law, don't cry, although I can't give you justice like a judge, but as long as we have enough evidence, we can be regarded as giving an explanation to Uncle and your son's spirit in heaven." ”

However, when I spoke for a while, Wen Zihao suddenly coughed.

The moment you see him, you're terrified—his face is horribly white, and the dark clothes I was wearing are now white.

I panicked instantly, and stepped forward to support him: "Big brother, are you okay?" ”