Chapter 399: The Great Smoking Gun is missing
I stopped the villager and asked, "Master, how many people are in this family?" ā
The villagers replied with a smile: "His family, one person is full, and the whole family is not hungry." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
As soon as I heard it, I understood that there was only one person in this family, and it seemed that he was a bachelor.
Dagou Village is located in a ravine, and the villagers grow some fruit trees to make a living, but now, the fruit is not easy to sell, so every household is not rich. As a result, the eldest girls were reluctant to marry, resulting in a pile of bachelors in the village.
I was about to ask more, but the villager waved his hand and said, "Go and ask the village chief about his family." With that, he slipped away.
When I saw this villager's worried look, I knew that this "big smoking gun" was not an idle person.
Liu Xiong and I visited each family one by one, but only the whereabouts of this "big smoking gun" were unknown.
When I returned to Luo Quan's house, I saw Luo Quanleg in the yard enjoying the shade.
I moved a small bench, sat down next to Luo Quan, and asked, "Uncle, who is the big smoking gun in the south of the village?" Can you tell me about it? ā
Luo Quanleg looked around and whispered, "Mr. Liang, if you didn't live in my house, I wouldn't have said a word more, but since you asked, I have to reveal a little bit to you." ā
After Luo Huanleg finished speaking, he looked around again.
I saw that Luo Quanleg was so cautious, and I was even more curious about this big smoking gun.
Luo Quanleg beckoned to me and said, "Let's sit down over there." ā
Luo Huanleg and I walked away from the path.
Luo Huanleg whispered: "This big smoking gun is a famous second bastard in the village." He, since he was a child, has not been doing his job properly, and he has been taking drugs for a while, which made his parents angry to death. As soon as his parents died, the big smoker started a small business, selling this today and that tomorrow, and no one knew what he was doing. Some people say that the big smoking gun is in the business of selling babies. ā
"Ahh I was taken aback.
There is a baby trafficking business in Dagou Village, which is too incompatible with the simple villagers.
Luo Quanleg lowered his voice and said, "Some people say even more, saying that the big smoking gun is selling drugs." ā
"Really?!" I exclaimed in amazement.
Luo Quanleg said worriedly: "Some people say that the big smoking gun has a gun in his hand, so the whole village does not dare to provoke him." ā
"Ahh I was even more surprised.
Luo Quanleg said: "As the saying goes: those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, you say: Dagou Village is full of draggers, and his family is alone, who is not afraid." ā
"Is the smoking gun often away from home?" I asked.
Luo Quanleg nodded and said, "He does business outside every once in a while, and sometimes, he goes home and shows his face and leaves again." ā
I thought to myself: Could it be that the big smoker is out doing business again?
Liu Xiong and I used a "grate" to comb the whole village, and the whereabouts of this big smoking gun are unknown.
If the big smoker really went into business, then no one in Dagou Village would have gone missing or died.
That's weird, it's weird! The evil ghost who created the "ghost hitting the wall", was he passing by here? A big question mark hung over my mind.
If this evil ghost is just "passing by" this place, then it will not be a week in a row to create a "ghost to hit the wall".
Obviously, this demon is a local.
Anyway, be sure to find this big smoking gun.
I asked, "How often does this big smoking gun come back when it goes out?" ā
Luo Quanleg thought for a while and said, "At most, it's ten days and half a month." In short, the big smoker came back quite diligently, as if he loved this family very much. ā
"How many days have you been out this time?" I asked again.
Luo Quanleg frowned, pondered for a while, and said, "It's probably been more than a week." ā
Luo Quanleg said that the big smoking gun went out for a week, which coincided with the time when "Ghost Hit the Wall" appeared.
I thought it was time to find out where the Smoking Gun was, so I asked, "Who is the closest Smoking Gun to in the village?" ā
Luo Quanleg pursed his lips and said, "Who dares to get close to him, everyone avoids him, and it's too late to hide." ā
"Could it be that the big smoking gun is a lonely person in the village?" I'm a little unconvinced.
Luo Quanleg thought about it again and said: "The big smoking gun is more than forty years old, and he has never married a wife, and I heard that he has a relationship with a little widow in the village, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I don't know if it's true or not." ā
"Little widow?" I thought: the big smoking gun business, there should be a few money on hand, he is in his forties and is not married, he can't think of a woman. Therefore, the big smoking gun has a relationship with the little widow, and this speculation should be more reliable.
"What's going on at the little widow's house?"
Luo Quanleg introduced: "This woman is also pitiful, after three years of marriage, her husband died of illness, dragging a two-year-old son." The year before last, she separated from her in-laws, and now, she is relying on her to raise her son alone. ā
"Oh, I see."
I am even more convinced: this little widow has a leg with a big smoking gun.
I decided to pay a visit to the little widow and find out what happened to the big smoking gun.
I followed the instructions of the looped legs and found the little widow's home.
I didn't rush in, and waited not far outside the courtyard gate.
As it happens, I had just waited for a while when the little widow came out of the house with a shovel on her shoulder.
I quietly followed the little widow to a hill.
The little widow began to loosen the soil for the fruit trees.
I walked over.
The little widow was very handsome, and her skin was fair, not like a country woman.
"Ahem! Cough! I coughed twice.
The little widow looked up at me, then lowered her head and went to work.
"Hello!" I smiled and said hello.
The little widow looked up at me again and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?" ā
I pointed to a big rock not far away and said, "I'd like to ask you a little bit about the situation, so let's sit down over there and say, okay?" ā
"I'm going to work, just ask." The little widow bowed her head again and went about her work attentively. It seems that she is not willing to talk to me as a stranger.
As the saying goes: there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door.
The little widow's caution is necessary, but if she is cautious, why should she be associated with a bastard? It seems that there is only one explanation, and that is that the little widow needs money, and for the sake of money, she has to deal with the big smoking gun.
I said quietly, "I will take a little of your time, I will not take it in vain, I will pay according to the time." ā
The little widow looked up in surprise and asked, "What do you mean: will give me money?" ā
I nodded affirmatively and said, "One hundred dollars an hour." ā
The little widow's eyes widened, as if she didn't believe her ears.
"You... You mean, give me a hundred dollars for an hour of delay? ā
"Yes, that's right." As I spoke, I took my wallet out of my pocket, took out a hundred-dollar bill, and handed it to the little widow.
"What do you mean by that?" The little widow looked at the money greedily, wanting to take it, but she didn't dare to take it.
"This is an hour's salary I paid you in advance." I explained.