According to the guidance of the information, Fang Yuan and his party came to a community near the outskirts of the city that had just been delivered. The location of the community is remote enough in Weihai City, but it is convenient for the teachers and staff who work at the boarding school for children with disabilities.

Lin Yu Garden.

When Fang Yuan saw the name of this community, he couldn't help but smile. Sure enough, the real estate company is the real genius. Next to a stinky ditch, it dares to be called Yushui Huating, so this location near the suburbs, it is not an exaggeration to name it Lin Yu Garden.

Zhang Zhiyi seems to have found something in the information and wants to stay in the car to continue to check it. And Chen Yuhang also stayed in the car on the grounds that he didn't want to move, and in the end, only Fang Yuan and Mo Fanchen entered the community.

The information shows that Wu Xiaomei's house is on the second floor, and as soon as she arrives at the door, you can hear a noisy decoration sound inside, which seems to be this one. Fang Yuan was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear the decoration inside, so he slammed the door three times.

After a while, the door was suddenly pushed open. A renovation worker with a sledgehammer on his shoulder and a helmet on the ground looked Fang Yuan up and down a little impatiently, and then spit out the straw stick in his mouth to the ground.

"What do you mean? What about the soul? knock on someone's door so hard!"

Although he was very unhappy to look at the ruffian face of the decoration worker in front of him, he still endured his temperament for the time being, and said calmly: "I want to find the owner of this house, there is something." ”

But what I never expected was that the renovation worker played a trick and asked viciously: "What's the matter? What's the matter? This job is all such a thing, and it's all over in a week!

Only then did Fang Yuan realize that this worker had mistaken himself for the surrounding owners. But for whatever reason, this worker's attitude had succeeded in infuriating Fang Yuan.

"It's not...... Do I have something to tell you? Are you the owner of this house? Don't you just stay cool and don't bother me here, you know?"

"Hey...... I'm going to give you some color today......"

The decoration worker put the sledgehammer on his shoulder on the ground with a bang, and his tall and burly body immediately rushed towards Fang Yuan with a fierce momentum. But Fang Yuan didn't rush to laugh back when he saw this, and a treacherous look passed through his eyes.

After a while, Fang Yuan and Mo Fanchen had already entered the house.

The three renovation workers around them all stayed where they were and didn't dare to move, because the guy who was fiddling with the sledgehammer before was now squatting neatly in a corner. Looking at his blue nose and swollen face, you knew that Fang Yuan didn't kill at all just now.

"Big ...... Big...... Big brother, I know...... That's it. Listen to your accent, we are all from the Northeast, lie to you...... I can't! I can't... It's noon, Sister Xiaomei went to buy us food, and I'll be back in a while. She has a good personality, so ...... That's why I'm always bullied by those bad neighbors......"

Fang Yuan smiled coldly when he heard this, and said, "In this case, you are standing up for her......! I'm the evil in your heart!"

"Don't dare, don't dare! It's all a misunderstanding! It's all my problem! I'm just impulsive, impulsive! How can you be evil? I should be evil, I am evil!"

Although it was only a small friction, it made Fang Yuan understand what victory is justice.

But he's not the kind of person who likes low-level fun, so he didn't maliciously embarrass this buddy anymore. Just let him turn around and squat against the wall, which can be regarded as letting him think about himself!

The house under renovation had almost no place to stay, so Fang Yuan casually pulled over two large iron buckets filled with latex paint as benches, sat on one by himself, and handed the other to Mo Fanchen.

But Mo Fanchen glanced at the iron bucket handed over by Fang Yuan with great disdain, and gently kicked him back, as if it was written on his stinky face: Lao Tzu doesn't need a low-level thing like you!

After a while, sure enough, a slightly petite woman hurriedly entered the house carrying a white disposable lunch box in two large plastic bags.

As soon as the woman saw the scene in front of her, she was stunned for a moment, and she didn't even dare to put down the things in her hand easily. Seeing her standing in place in a daze with a surprised expression, it was Fang Yuan who opened her mouth first.

"Are you Wu Xiaomei? I am a police officer from the Weihai City Public Security Bureau, and this is a commissioner sent by the Ministry of State Security. We're here to learn more about last night's incident, I don't know...... Can you make it easier?"

As he spoke, Fang Yuan also lightly pressed his elbow against Mo Fanchen on the side.

Mo Fanchen was naturally unwilling to help Fang Yuan lie, but if he didn't cooperate with him at this time, I was afraid that it would cause other unnecessary troubles. So in desperation, Mo Fanchen had to take out his documents and show them to the woman in front of him.

The decorator who was squatting against the wall in the corner was shocked when he heard the sound of the door opening, and was about to get up and complain to the hostess. But as soon as he heard the names "Public Security Bureau" and "Ministry of State Security", he cautiously squatted back.

The woman's gaze stayed on Fang Yuan and Mo Fanchen for a moment, and then she looked thoughtful. She put down the bag in her hand, and then began to gesture towards Fang Yuan.

But unfortunately, she gestured for a long time, and Fang Yuan didn't understand at all.

"What are you doing there? Is there something you can't talk about? Or do you think it's inconvenient to talk here, why don't we talk in another place......? What do you think?"

Mo Fanchen on the side let out a sneer full of mockery, and said, "The sign language she is gesturing is called, what she is expressing to you means: She is a mute, and it is inconvenient to communicate." Can we arrange the food for the workers first, and then we can talk? The workers have been working for half a day, and they can't let them go hungry anymore. ”

After listening to Mo Fanchen's explanation, a gentle smile immediately appeared on the woman's face, and she nodded at him again and again and thanked him.

Fang Yuan sighed lightly in a slightly embarrassed way, and asked the renovation worker who was squatting in the corner to come over and ask him to distribute the food that the woman had brought back to everyone. In addition, in order to facilitate communication, Fang Yuan also specially asked him to find another piece of paper and a pen.

After everything was ready, under Mo Fanchen's signal, Fang Yuan led the woman into the back room, and then he asked the woman again, "Is your name Wu Xiaomei, working in a boarding school for disabled children?"

The woman nodded, then wrote on the paper: "Is the rescue work going well, how are the children, are there any casualties?"

Fang Yuan looked at the words she had written, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"You don't have to worry about these questions, we have other questions for you. As far as we know, except for an unaccompanied old man who beat the other last night, there was no one left in the school. Why is that? Why is there such a lack of attendance in schools?"

Wu Xiaomei also seemed to frown slightly when she heard this, and only after a moment did she write: "Shouldn't you ask the school leaders about this kind of question?

Fang Yuan smiled indifferently, he had already thought that this woman would definitely use these prevarication words, so he said, "Then let me change the question! When did you receive the notice for your school's team building activity yesterday?"

Wu Xiaomei thought about it very seriously and wrote: "About a week ago!"

Fang Yuan asked again, "Then did all the people in your nursing office go?"

This time, Wu Xiaomei didn't write on the paper, just nodded and expressed her affirmative meaning to Fang Yuan.

"What about your boyfriend? or...... I should say it's your fiancé, did he go?"

Seeing that Wu Xiaomei nodded again, Fang Yuan continued: "Then the people in their office, did they all go?"

Wu Xiaomei frowned slightly again, and then wrote: "I can't be sure about this, because not every teacher in their office I know. ”

"Did the teachers who usually have close contact with your family go?"

Hearing this, Wu Xiaomei nodded again.

Fang Yuan asked again, "When was the last time you went back to your hometown?"

Wu Xiaomei didn't think about it, and wrote directly on the paper: "A week ago, I went back once. ”

"And what about your fiancé, when was the last time you two went back to their house?"

Wu Xiaomei wrote on the paper: "His home is in Weihai City, which is more convenient, and the last time we went back should have been three days ago!"

Under Mo Fanchen's puzzled gaze, Fang Yuan asked a lot of questions again. The speed at which he asked questions seemed to be getting faster and faster, Wu Xiaomei's head was moving from time to time, and her hands were moving from time to time, but she didn't stop all the time.

"When is your husband's birthday?"

"August 25th. ”

"How old is your father?"

"56 years old. ”

"How old is your mother?"

"Fourth. ”

"You're a shadowman, aren't you?"

As soon as Fang Yuan's words came out, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in Mo Fanchen's eyes. Wu Xiaomei looked like she was about to nod, but instantly stopped halfway through.

Then, she looked at Fang Yuan with a very strange expression, and then wrote on the paper, "What is a shadow person? I majored in general nursing, and my position at school was as a nurse. ”

At this time, Mo Fanchen fell into Fang Yuan's ear and whispered, "Are you crazy? It is not allowed to reveal the information of a cultivator to mortals like this, if it is known by the Chamber of Commerce, we will all be in trouble!"

Mo Fanchen's voice was very well suppressed, and only Fang Yuan could hear it. But Fang Yuanke was not so cooperative, he looked at Wu Xiaomei and showed a sly smile.

Then he deliberately said in a voice that Wu Xiaomei could hear: "But...... She's not a mortal at all, she almost nodded in acknowledgement!"

Wu Xiaomei seemed to feel that Fang Yuan's appearance was a little hideous, and she unconsciously took a few steps back, and then her face turned pale, and her eyes were full of panic and wrote on the paper: "I'm a little scared of the way he looks now! I've just sent a message to my boyfriend, and he'll be back soon! If you still have any questions, let's wait and ask him later!"

The piece of paper was facing Mo Fanchen, and the woman's expression was clearly asking him for help.

So he grabbed Fang Yuan's shoulders and whispered to him again: "Enough, this woman is kind and timid, and she's mute, what's wrong with her?

Fang Yuan saw that Mo Fanchen seemed to be really angry, so he had to give up, it was not good to continue to entangle. So he put on a helpless expression and spread his hands slightly.

"Well, since you've said so, what else can I do?"

However, at the moment when Mo Fanchen had just left in front of Fang Yuan, he suddenly rushed out of his seat, and his solid palm pinched Wu Xiaomei's delicate neck.

"I'm sorry, I still can't trust you. Although there is no evidence, I'd rather kill a thousand by mistake...... Nor will I let go of a ......"