"Does the master suspect me of lying?" Feng Jianguo's expression was a little excited, and he blurted out: "This is what Xiaojun heard that beast say, I may be behind my ears when I am old, it is absolutely impossible for him to hear it wrong when he is so young." ”

Jin Changming, Yu and Su Hanyu glanced at each other, and a trace of understanding flashed in their eyes.

No wonder, when he looked at Feng Jianguo's face, although he was selfish and short-sighted, he was not a vicious person.

Not to mention that Feng Lan fell to her death when she escaped from the house in the middle of the night after being beaten by Liu Zhuang, even if she was really beaten to death by Liu Zhuang, he didn't have the courage to slash the enemy.

The so-called dreams are all about revenge, but they are just deceiving themselves.

As if he understood something, Feng Jianguo said anxiously: "Master, don't get me wrong, my Xiaojun is a scholar, and he usually doesn't even dare to kill a chicken, let alone a human." ”

"When did Lao Dao say that Feng Jun killed someone?" Jin Changming did not answer the rhetorical question.

Feng Jianguo was furious by him, and couldn't help asking: "Why did the master ask this, didn't the police say it, did that beast fall to his death?" ”

It's obviously the truth, but his anxious attitude, as well as his not very determined tone, make people feel particularly strange.

Su Hanyu said beside him: "Before Liu Zhuang was alive, his motorcycle skills were among the best in the village. ”

There is only a three-meter-wide country road leading from the town to these villages, and the only way to get to and from the town is usually to go back and forth, and people who are born and raised here can pass by almost with their eyes closed.

Not to mention, Liu Zhuang, who has to ride a bicycle to the town every day to play two handfuls and have a drink with three or five fox friends.

Even if there are always accidents, there is no accident when I am drunk so many times, but on the contrary, there was an accident after leaving the Feng family without drinking that day.

Even stranger.

The road is not said to be an endless stream of people coming and going during the day, but there are also many people passing by, and the roadside where Liu Zhuang fell has a wide field of vision, and you can clearly see that it is less than ten meters high or under a gentle slope cliff.

From Liu Zhuang's fall to his death, for several hours, the villagers who passed by said that they didn't see it.

There are too many coincidences, and it's not a coincidence that they're piled together.

Seeing that Jin Changming had a cold face and didn't speak, Feng Jianguo was even more drumming in his heart, for fear that this matter would have anything to do with their family.

He couldn't help but think, Liu Zhuang is dead, and now that even the ghosts have been collected, he can't come out to harm people in the future, isn't this matter already over.

I don't know what this group of people are thinking, they have to hold on to a dead person.

"Donor, I wonder if it's convenient for Lao Dao to meet Ling Lang?" After listening to Su Hanyu's words, Jin Changming also had a measure in his heart.

Feng Jianguo was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that the Ling Lang in his mouth was referring to his son, and his face was embarrassed: "Master, it's not us who put up a fight, it's that my Xiaojun's mental state is not very stable recently, and I'm afraid that he will hurt you." ”

mentioned this, he felt even more ashamed, "It's all because I'm a father who has no ability, and I can't seek justice for my family Lan'er, Xiaojun has been taking this matter to heart for the past two years." ”

Hearing this, Jin Changming glanced at Su Hanyu next to him, and heard her say, "Feng Jun is reading", so he said quietly: "Lao Dao pinched his fingers, Ling Lang is still in good spirits at this time." ”

The corners of Ning Tingchen's mouth, who was sitting next to him, twitched, and he secretly scolded Jin Lao for being shameless in his heart.

What else did he pinch his fingers, and it was clear that his wife told him.

The old man was really right before, Jin Lao's thickness of face is better than that of his old man.

As a mortal fetus with a physical body, without smearing the tears of the cow, Ning Tingchen could not see Su Hanyu in the state of the soul body.

But that doesn't affect him knowing where his wife is.

Just stare at Jin Lao, there is always a harvest.

Su Hanyu accompanied Jin Changming's side, even if he was only a soul and not a human now, he seemed to be able to feel the scorching gaze.

Sure enough, she should be ruthless again, and she shouldn't have agreed to bring him over just because she pretended to be pitiful.

"This ...... Okay, wait a minute, I'll call Xiaojun to come over. Feng Jianguo hesitated for a few seconds, but still agreed.

However, he was also selfish, and before he got up to leave, he looked at Jin Changming with an embarrassed face and said, "Master, can you help take a look at my son and see if there is a way to cure him, no matter how much money it is." ”

As he spoke, he almost cried on the spot.

Indeed, he is not a responsible father to Feng Lan, but it is undeniable that he has fulfilled his fatherly responsibilities to Feng Jun, even far more.

Thinking of what Su Hanyu said when he came, Jin Changming resisted the urge to scold, and said with a smile: "Can you, Lao Dao has to see people first." ”

"Good, good!" Feng Jianguo wiped the corners of his eyes, said three good words in a row, and hurriedly trotted over to knock on Feng Jun's door.

Ning Tingchen's face became even colder, he pulled the corners of his lips, and said sarcastically: "He is really dedicated to this son." ”

"Not necessarily a good thing." Thinking about the results obtained from looking at Feng Jianguo's face just now, Jin Changming opened his mouth faintly.