"We'll talk about it then." Song Ja'an said lightly.

He Zhilin had no choice but to drive away.

After a while, Xiaoxiao drove out of the car, and the two went to Beicheng together.

The second time she came, she quickly found the address, and it took a while to see Lin Lao's thatched house, and there was no response when she knocked on the door for a long time.

"An An, you said he wouldn't go out again." Xiaoxiao wiped her sweat and was out of breath.

"It's hard to say, I was unlucky this time, I didn't meet anyone to ask." Song Ja'an looked left and right, but found no other thatched houses.

"It's not going to be another trip in vain." Xiaoxiao leaned her back against the earthen wall, trying to relieve her tiredness.

Just when Song Ja'an was at a loss, he heard footsteps.

Not far away, a middle-aged woman walked up, carrying a bamboo basket, which seemed to contain something.

"Who are you two girls, why are you standing at the door of Lin Lao?"

She felt hopeful, so she asked, "Sister, we have something to do with Lin Lao, do you know where he went?" ”

When the middle-aged woman heard this, her face was embarrassed, and she wanted to stop talking, so Xiaoxiao couldn't help asking: "Is it inconvenient?" Or Lin Lao went out again. ”

She shook her head and sighed, "Hey, Lin Lao passed away a few days ago. ”

As soon as these words came out, the two of them were shocked.

"Was there something wrong? I heard the other day that he went out, why is he ...... now"

"Hey, who says it's not, a good one says no and it's gone. The body hasn't been found yet. The middle-aged woman sighed heavily and sighed at the impermanence of the world.

"What do you mean? Lin Lao was killed? Song Ci's head welled up with a hint of uneasy premonition.

"It is rumored that Lin Lao went to the top of the mountain to collect medicine, lost his footing and fell down the mountain, and he still found one of his shoes. Lin Lao has a bit of a reputation in the neighborhood, knows a little medical skills, and people within a radius of more than ten miles will cure him if they are not seriously ill. ”

The middle-aged woman couldn't help but feel sorry again halfway through her speech.

"Hey, I can't imagine that good people don't live long."

Song Ja'an's eyes drooped.

Unexpectedly, the clue was broken again.

But she didn't give up, she took out the only photo of her father in her wallet and handed it to the person in front of her to ask.

"Sister, I want to ask if this person has come to find Lin Lao."

The middle-aged woman thought about it for a while: "Look familiar, we have seen it a few times, we all thought it was Lin Lao's relative, in addition to him, I remember that there was a woman and another man." ”

"A woman, and a man?" Song Ja'an thought for a moment, and used his mobile phone to find the wedding photo of his mother and He Zhilin: "Is it the two of them?" ”

"Yes, yes, it's them." The middle-aged woman nodded in the affirmative.

"An An, is Lin Lao an acquaintance of your family? How uncles and aunts, and Uncle He all know each other. Xiaoxiao, who was driving, wondered.

"I only found out about the existence of such a person today."

Song Ja'an was also puzzled.

According to her chat with a middle-aged woman.

Lin Lao is not a native of Beicheng, he moved from other places to settle more than ten years ago.

Silent, he doesn't seem to want to have anything to do with other people, and asks about his family.

But not a word.

From this point of view, Lin Lao has many unknown secrets.

"Maybe I might ask my aunt? Or Uncle He? ”

"I guess they won't tell me, and if they do, it's useless."

Xiaoxiao nodded as if she didn't understand.

Song Ci'an planned to come to Beicheng again next time, but this thought made the assistant a little puzzled: "Come back?" An'an, did you find any other clues? ”