Seeing that the conversation between the old man and Chi Xiuke had come to an end, Xiao Xiao asked, "Did someone come to see Li Wei before?"
As soon as Xiao Xiao said this, Meng Jixi, Chi Xiuchuan, and Chi Xiuke all showed astonishment.
The old man was a little surprised, "How do you know?"
"We happened to see him when we came up."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"oh."
The old man nodded.
But the next second, she realized something was wrong, "That's wrong. How did you know he was here to see Xiao Li?"
"Do you know him?"
"do not know."
Xiao Xiao shook his head, "It's just a guess."
"You also know that when we investigate the case, we are a little obsessed. Everything we see is wondering if it has something to do with the case..."
"It seems that this time, we guessed it right."
Xiao Xiao's eyebrows are curved.
The old man sighed with emotion, "Yes, you guessed it right."
Meng Jixi, Chi Xiuchuan, and Chi Xiuke's eyes all lit up.
I felt a little bit like "a village with dark flowers and bright flowers" arose in my heart.
...
"Can you tell us about the situation?"
Xiao Xiao made a request.
"oh oh."
The old man nodded, "Okay, okay."
"Originally, I was thinking that I didn't know when you would come back to find the things I left behind, so I kept paying attention to the movement at the door."
"After all, you don't know that I picked up the things."
"Wouldn't it be bad if you thought you couldn't find the thing?"
Because of this worry, the old man would listen to whether there was any noise at the door from time to time.
Later, she sat directly at the dining table and read the newspaper.
...
"I heard a knock on the door."
After a brief explanation, the old man got to the point, "I knew it wasn't you."
"You all know that Li Wei has no one at home, so why would he knock on the door?"
"Sure enough, I opened the door."
"I saw a strange young man..."
...
The old man frowned.
The young man dyed his hair and got a strange haircut. The old man's first impression of him was not very good.
Fluffy.
How could Xiao Li know such a person who looks like a gangster on the street?
The old man was confused.
"Are you looking for Xiao Li?"
The old man's voice made the young man who quickly turned his head look over again.
"Xiao Li? Wei Zi?"
the young man asked back.
"Xiao Li's full name is Li Wei."
The old man looked at the young man suspiciously, "Don't you know Xiao Li?"
"Of course I know him."
The young man rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't know me, why would you come to him?"
"What are you looking for him for?"
The old man asked taking advantage of the situation.
"I-"
The young man quickly reacted, "Why am I telling you this?"
He looked at the old man with a somewhat unhappy expression, "Why do you, an old lady, ask so many questions?"
"Then why don't you know Xiao Li's name?"
The old man ignored the young man's complaints and continued to ask his doubts.
"you-"
Seeing the old man's persistence, the young man curled his lips and said, "We met online."
"His online name is Wei Zi."
"Besides, I know his name."
"I just kept calling him Weizi and didn't react at all."
...
"oh."
The old man nodded, but it was not clear on his face whether he believed what the young man said.
"You are netizens."
The old man also knows some of today's new vocabulary.
"Um."
The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "That's right."
"Then how did you find his home?"
Netizens and netizens are just for communication online, right?
The old man was also in the news, and I saw many reports in newspapers about misfortunes caused by meeting netizens.
She became more and more curious about the reason why this young man appeared here.
"Xiao Li told you his home address?"
The old man expressed doubts.
"I sent him a courier."
The young man replied subconsciously.
Then he reacted, "Wait a minute, old lady, are you interrogating prisoners?"
The young man looked unhappy and asked, "Why are there so many questions?"
The old man shrank back from the door.
"I'll just ask."
As he said that, he was about to close the door.
"etc."
cried the young man.
The old man wanted to pretend not to hear, so he closed the door faster.
"Bang~"
The young man put his hand on the door and stared at the old man unhappily, "Didn't I tell you to wait?"
"......What's up?"
The old man found that he could not close the door by his own strength.
She gave up.
And she also saw that this young man was so vicious that he didn't look like he would take action against the old man?
Maybe?
The old man's fingers on the door handle tightened a little more.
...
"Weizi is not at home?"
The young man looked at the door opposite him, which he had been knocking on for a long time without any response.
"you do not know?"
The old man also followed the young man's gaze and looked at the opposite door.
She knew that door would open again.
But the person who came out was not the same person as before.
However, I'm afraid it will be difficult to rent this house out in a short time.
The old man sighed inwardly.
She and Xiao Li are not very familiar with each other.
It's just that the death of a person is always sad.
Still such an unclear death.
I don’t know who harmed Xiao Li?
He is obviously a quiet and good-tempered child.
...
"What do I know?"
The young man was puzzled and a little impatient, "Old lady, can you speak more clearly?"
"Sure enough, you are getting older..."
The young man muttered, "Not only do my ears not work well, I can't even speak clearly..."
The old man glared at the young man and said, "The old woman's ears are fine."
"My wife heard clearly what your boy said just now!"
The young man looked a little embarrassed.
I couldn't help but bury the blame in my heart: My hearing was not good when I should have been good... My hearing is actually very good now...
...
The old man did not continue to argue with the young man.
Otherwise, she will be the one who suffers in the end.
"Xiao Li is dead."
She looked at the young man and her tone was a little heavy.
"Dead, dead?!"
the young man exclaimed.
"how come?"
"How could he die?"
The young man was very surprised, "He has a terminal illness?"
"There was a car accident?"
"Is it suicide?"
"he-"
"have no idea."
The old man interrupted the young man's guesses one after another.
"But it's very possible... that he was killed."
"Killed?!"
The young man exclaimed again.
His facial features were a little distorted due to excessive accidents.
The raised voice also has a bit of distortion.
"Who killed him?"
"No, who did he offend?"
"How could he be killed?"
"he-"
The old man waved his hands hurriedly, somewhat angrily, "Please lower your voice."
"What are you doing so loudly?"
"And, how do I know these questions?"
"If you want to know, just go to the police station and ask the police."
"As for whether the police will tell you, I don't know..."
