The owner brought us a few cups of tea, none of which we drank. The wrinkles on the boss's face are already obvious, and there are a lot of sparse gray hairs. The boss begged us, there is something to say clearly, since Du Lei's death we found the owner of the coffin shop, until now, the neighborhood is still boiling, especially a month ago, after the police came to the door several times, the business of the coffin shop owner has decreased a lot.

The attitude of the two police officers was not very good, and one of the criminal policemen opened his mouth and scolded: "If the police ask you to cooperate, you will cooperate, what kind of!" ”

Jiang Jun was a little dissatisfied, but this was someone else's territory, and he couldn't say anything. I took the words of the criminal policeman: "As long as you answer us truthfully about something, we will naturally leave, of course, provided that you do not do anything that makes the police have to arrest you." ”

Hearing my words, the boss immediately became anxious. This boss knew me, I was the one who led the police into the coffin shop, and I remember that the boss was so frightened that he couldn't have forgotten me so quickly. The boss kept waving his hand, saying that he had absolutely nothing to do anything unreasonable.

I smiled slightly: "There is no best, in this case, let's start asking, the first question, your coffin skills look very good, and the coffin is also very good, and even some special, the whole L city, or the whole country may not be able to find the same coffin as your hand." ”

I stared at the boss's face, and he nodded at me: "Mr. has won the prize, making coffins is a handiwork, all of which have been handed down from ancestors. I smiled at my boss's answer.

After a while, I said, "The second question, I want to ask something." ”

The boss was a little surprised, and he immediately said, "Isn't this first question still unanswered?" ”

I rubbed my head and smiled, "I'm sorry, I've been too tired lately, so you can go on." ”

Unlike the first time I met my boss, this time when my boss answered questions, it didn't go on and off. The boss told me that the coffins he built were absolutely unique and famous in L City, but because of this, some other coffin shops that had no business might send people to pretend to buy a coffin in the store, or even actually buy a coffin to go back, but the coffin was not for the dead, but for research.

The boss repeatedly emphasized that there are many coffin shops that do this, and he is quite helpless, and this behavior of other coffin shops has started a long time ago. The boss couldn't tell which coffin shops had done such a despicable business, but once, at the funeral of one person, the owner of the coffin shop saw a coffin that was almost identical to the one he had built.

But the boss made sure that the coffin was definitely not his own. After the boss finished speaking, he took a breath of tea. The inner hall was quieter, and the bustling sounds outside were not very clear. There was silence for a while, everyone did not speak, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

I kept my head down and my hands on my temples.

"Sir?" The boss called me a few times.

I still ignored him, and it wasn't until Jiang Jun gently patted me on the shoulder that I raised my head and opened my somewhat tired eyes. I asked, "Did you say it?" ”

The boss nodded: "Sir, you are too tired, let me tell you again." Before I could answer, the owner of the coffin shop repeated the story of other coffin shops copying the coffins he had made. This time, my eyes were on the coffin shop owner.

When he finished speaking, I immediately asked the second question: "What do you mean if someone puts a lock on the coffin?" ”

Boss: "How can ordinary people lock the coffin, it's too disrespectful to the deceased." ”

Me: "Oh? Then your conscience is not happy? ”

The boss panicked again: "Sir, what are you talking about, I have a clear conscience, how can I not go?" ”

I stood up, I took a closer look at the inner hall of the coffin shop, and it was obvious that the owner of the coffin shop lived here alone, because there was only one copy of the teacup, the dishes and chopsticks, or other daily necessities placed on the table. Even the tea that had just been brought to me was taken out of the cabinet by the owner of the coffin shop, and it was covered with dust, and he went to wash it several times.

Because of this, the two criminal policemen were dirty and refused to drink.

"Boss, don't you have any relatives?" I asked.

The boss sighed: "I had a child, but I died more than ten years ago, I am alone, and the craftsmanship of this coffin will be lost in the future." ”

I beckoned Jiang Jun and everyone to stand up, I told the boss that my question was asked, and under the stunned gaze of the boss, I led everyone out of the coffin shop. When I was at the door of the inner hall, I turned back to the boss and said, "This coffin shop can make a lot of money every year, right?" ”

Before the boss could answer, I turned around and left.

I walked a long way before Jiang Jun asked me what was wrong today. The two detectives also seemed a little impatient, and they were very unhappy with my behavior, and they left angrily. After they all left, I explained to Jiang Jun and everyone, and in the process of inquiry, I found out that the boss was abnormal.

I picked out the first question, but I didn't finish it, saying that the coffin shop owner's craftsmanship was unique, and the implication was that only he could make such a coffin. However, the boss took the initiative to talk about someone copying his coffin, and I pretended not to hear it, and the boss even repeated it.

It stands to reason that the owner of the coffin shop should have wanted the police to leave as soon as possible, I didn't hear it clearly that it was my responsibility, he didn't need to be so active, and he repeated it, looking at his appearance, he knew that he didn't want to be entangled with the police anymore, and the sooner the police left, the happier he was.

He was clearly deliberately telling me that he was not the only one who would build this coffin.

There is also a suspicion that the boss said that he lives alone. Losing a child, this is normal, what is abnormal is that the boss is at this age, why do you have to work so hard to make the coffin with your own hands. Obviously, the boss has no intention of passing on the craft to outsiders, and he himself says that the craft has not been passed on to others.

So he worked hard to open the coffin and make the coffin, not to pass on the art.

His child has been dead for so long, and he has no responsibility to make more money to leave to future generations, and the police investigated, and the owner of the coffin shop did not adopt other people or make any public welfare donations. This coffin shop is very famous, and there are many guys in the shop, and you can tell that you have a lot of income every day at a glance.

There are not a few people who get rich by beating coffins, especially such a famous master. It can be speculated that the owner of the coffin shop made a lot of money. The problem is that he lives very frugally, what does he have to do when he makes so much money.

Ordinary people, if they are old and childless, lonely and alone, should enjoy a stable life in old age, unless the coffin shop owner is ambitious and wants to live a luxurious life. But it can be seen from his inner hall and residence that the owner of the coffin shop is not such a person.

All things considered, I became suspicious of this boss. Jiang Jun, Liu Jia, and Dr. Zhou listened to my analysis and felt that something was wrong. But after all, it's all just my speculation, and some people may just be busy and have no other purpose. So the coffin shop closed very late, and the guy left late, and from a distance, the owner of the coffin shop was not in the store.

The coffin shop was located on the owner's store, which had three floors and looked a little shabby. We could hear the sound of striking wood from far away. We stopped a guy when he got off work and asked what the sound was, and the guy said it was the boss beating the coffin with his own hands.

The guy was very cooperative, and after asking, no one came to ask for the coffin in the past two days, so the guy didn't know who the boss took the business from.

The boss had a walled backyard, and the guy said that the boss never let them into the inner hall because he was afraid that they would learn his coffin craft.

After asking, we let the guy go. The shop was closed, and we went around to the back of the coffin shop, and sure enough, there was a courtyard here, and we quickly noticed that this courtyard was unusual.