Kong Qianyu was holding a black-and-white photo in his hand, which was a family photo taken during the Chinese New Year a few months before the Jiang family was killed.

Any qualified person in the Xuanmen can find clues as soon as he sees the photo.

Except for Jiang Hao, everyone else in the Jiang family is unlucky with a catastrophe and a catastrophe is coming, only Jiang Hao, with a murderous face and a long lifespan.

There is no doubt that he is still alive, as for who his substitute ghost was back then, and why did he live incognito, when he caught someone, ask him to go himself.

"Team Leader Ruan, are you interested in coming with me?" Kong Qianyu is confident in his calculations, Jiang Hao is in the city at this time, he has already changed his name and surname, married a wife and had children, retired a few years ago and returned to his roots, living a life of teasing his grandson.

As for his specific address, it is inferred from the information at hand that there will be errors, and it is impossible to be accurate to the house number at once.

This is the first fire after she came, and she must ensure that it burns vigorously and beautifully, but it can't affect herself.

Let's go. Ruan Zhifang took Ma Guofu and Qian Shaoyang, and according to Kong Qianyu's guidance, drove all the way, twisted around, and entered the old city.

"It's not good to drive inside, let's get down and take a walk." Ruan Zhifang stopped the car, this kind of open old community extends in all directions, and the traffic is quite convenient, but it is a long time, and there are more private buildings, and the roads are narrow.

As soon as Kong Qianyu got out of the car, his eyes fell on the children who were playing next to him.

Five or six little boys, seven or eight years old, were playing soccer in the streets and alleys, chattering very happily, when suddenly, one of the tallest children exerted too much force, and the football was kicked far away, and the children who were having fun naturally chased after it.

Kong Qianyu suddenly rushed over and dragged the little fat man who was running in front back, and the moment the piercing brake sounded, the little fat man was safe.

He was stunned at first, and then he cried, and the takeaway brother also had palpitations, just a car wheel away, he hit someone, can you not be afraid?

"Are you alright?" The little brother hurriedly got off the electric car, and saw that the child was just dragged and fell, dressed thickly, and was not injured, and breathed a sigh of relief, if he was really rich, he would not come to deliver takeaways, and if he hurt other people's precious sons, he might work for a few months.

"Thank you just now." If it weren't for this beautiful girl's quick reaction, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Kong Qianyu nodded, and accepted this thanks.

After a while, the parents who heard the news arrived, and the gray-haired old man was in good spirits, because he was in a hurry, he ran down from the fourth floor, and he was already sweating on his forehead.

He first carefully checked the good grandson, and saw that he was indeed not injured, so he scolded the rampaging takeaway brother, the little brother shrunk and listened, and did not dare to say a word, although he was a little unconvinced, just now it was clear that the child did not look at the road, and suddenly rushed out, but he was a cyclist, and he was responsible no matter what.

lost 200 yuan, the takeaway brother ran away with a cigarette, and the old man dragged Jin Sun to prepare to go home.

An arm stretched out from beside him, blocking his path.

The girl seemed to be the one who had just saved her grandson, and the neighbor who knocked on the door to call him also told him about the incident.

His stiff face softened, and he said sincerely, "Girl, thank you, old man. Quick, Xiaocheng, say thank you to my sister. ”

"Thank you, sister."

"You're welcome." Kong Qianyu also smiled, but his arm did not have the slightest intention of taking it away.

Ruan Zhifang didn't know what Kong Qianyu meant, so he stood next to him and didn't move, the three of them all wore civilian clothes when they came out today, but the momentum of going to that station was different from ordinary people.

The old man handed over the compensation money he had just gotten: "Girl, a little heart." ”

Kong Qianyu still smiled silently.

"What do you mean?" The old man is a little annoyed, too little?

"Jiang Hao, you're Jiang Hao, right?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and soon denied it again: "The girl recognized the wrong person, right?" My name is Li Weiguo, not Jiang Hao. He pulled away Kong Qianyu's hand and wanted to leave.

"Mr. Jiang, you can't change your name and write off your sins, your family of seven has been following you, just waiting to see your family ruined and not die well, otherwise, do you think that your wife is divorced, your two sons died early, and your only grandson was born weak, what is the reason for the seven disasters and eight disasters?"

The old man's brows moved slightly, but he still didn't admit it: "I said that you girl recognized the wrong person, my Lao Li has lived here for several years, and the surrounding neighbors know me, do you want me to take my ID card out and show you." ”

"That's not necessary, are you Jiang Hao or Li Weiguo, go back with us, and you'll find out when you check it." Ruan Zhifang took out his documents and showed him clearly, handed over the child to his little daughter-in-law who had been waiting downstairs for a long time, and said without question: "Please." ”

The old man sitting in the interrogation room still had a straight back, even if he knew that the DNA test result would be his death, he was not afraid at all.

Fifty years have passed, and he has already lived enough.

The entire second group was silent, until Miao Li rushed in with the appraisal report, panting and saying, "It's right, it's right!" ”

The sample materials are the bedding and clothes at the scene of the murder, as well as a tube of blood from the old man.

"The kinship is 99.99%, he is Jiang Hao!"

Ruan Zhifang's brows relaxed, the person who should have died a long time ago is still alive, isn't this very revealing?

"Arraign him!" The two policemen were sitting precariously when Jiang Hao suddenly asked, "Can you bring me a cigarette?" ”

Jiang Hao sat in the interrogation room, his thoughts drifting back to that rainy night nearly fifty years ago.

The Mid-Autumn Festival in 1974 was supposed to be a day of family reunion, but the sky was not beautiful, and the moon was not seen, but it was pouring rain.

It rarely rains so heavily in autumn in the north, Jiang Hao was lying in the house, his whole body ached, and he didn't even want to get up to eat.

He had just turned seventeen.

After graduating from junior high school, he no longer wanted to go to school, so he followed his second uncle down the mine and became a glorious coal miner.

Labor is the most glorious, at that time he thought that there was nothing more bitter in this world than reading, but the reality slapped him in the face, and working hard was much more tiring than studying.

Every time he survived a shift, he felt that he was going to fall apart, the soot in his nose that could never be cleaned, the dark working environment, and the death he could face at any time would be his life in the future.

What if you are unwilling? At that time, the efficiency of state-owned units was declining, and he was able to be stuffed into it as a worker, or the second uncle begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother for gifts, and he finally got it.

After two months, he did not receive a single salary, and when he went to collect it on the day of payment, he was told that someone had already taken it for him.

It's the second uncle, thirty-seven yuan and five cents a month, which is a huge amount of money for Jiang Hao, and he didn't think that he could keep it all, but he had to give him five yuan and eight yuan of pocket money, right?

He went to the second uncle to ask for money, but the second uncle was drunk and slapped him in the face: "Where did you get the money for your little rabbit cub?" The money is all at home, it used to be the family that supported you, but now you can earn money, you have to support the family! ”

I don't even want to pull a hair.

However, the second uncle, who kept saying that he wanted him to support his family and not give him pocket money, the wine on the table was bottled in the supply and marketing cooperative, the peanuts were shiny, and there were even two small pieces of braised pork, these things were not cheap, how could he have eight cents, why did he eat with peace of mind?