Chapter 135 Sixteen Visitors

In the end, Wang Cui'e took the remaining one yuan and fifty cents and left angrily. Before leaving, she "blessed" her that the business was prosperous.

What did Ding Er do?

Staying up late at night and dragging a cart of yellow mud to the door of her shop to cause trouble for her?

It is absolutely impossible.

Don't you know if you go and have a look?

Lock the door, pat Dahei on the head, and tell him to be smart at night, and bite his ass hard when he sees bad guys coming.

Ding's family lived in the west of the county seat, and Song Wenjun was standing at the gate of his house about ten minutes later.

The gate was ajar, and there were many muddy footprints on the ground.

She poked her head cautiously, and finally knocked on the door of the neighbor next door.

"Who are you looking for?" the neighbor asked, opening a crack in the door.

"Auntie, I want to ask Ding Er..."

"Snapped!"

The door was closed, but no matter how hard she knocked, the aunt wouldn't open the door.

She can understand, who lives next door to a family of gangsters, and they don't know each other?

Since the door was ajar, she went in to take a look without hesitation.

"Is there anyone? Is Brother Ding at home?"

After shouting for a long time and no one answered, Song Wenjun held the knife in his hand and pushed open the door inside.

There were still messy mud footprints on the ground. She squatted on the ground and carefully identified at least four or five people who had been here.

But the room is empty now, there is a quilt on the kang, and there are no signs of fighting.

Song Wenjun's first reaction was that the brothers had been arrested.

After leaving Ding's house, she asked someone about the nearby police station.

"Are you here to report the case?"

The young policeman responsible for receiving her quickly took out paper and pen as soon as he heard that she wanted to report a crime.

"What happened?"

"Woo, I'm so scared, I don't know what to say."

As soon as she cried, the little policeman was in a mess, not knowing how to comfort her.

The play was almost finished, so she recounted what happened in the park that day, omitting of course the fact that she had done something wrong and wanted to punish Ding San.

"Comrade, what you said is very important. I have fully recorded it. Don't worry, the bad guys will definitely get the punishment they deserve."

"But I heard that he has run away..."

"Really? I'll go find out, you wait."

The little policeman went for a long time before coming back, sweating profusely.

"Girl, don't worry, the brothers Dinger and Dingsan have been taken into custody."

"Ah? Your speed is really fast."

"That's not the case, Ding Er was in the hospital last night..."

Before he finished speaking, he was scolded by someone. It was an older comrade who glared at him fiercely and thought he talked too much and didn't care about the seriousness. He said everything.

Hospital?

So she hurried to the hospital, which floor did her mother live on?

"Comrade Wu Xiuzhi? Who are you?" the nurse who received her asked cautiously.

"daughter."

"What's your name?"

"Song Wenjun."

"Please wait a moment, I have to ask Comrade Wu Xiuzhi first..."

"Forget it, don't bother her, I'll come and see her tomorrow."

Glancing at the notebook on the table, she left calmly.

Ward 304, so far, a total of 16 people have visited Wu Xiuzhi.

She is a rural woman who knows a few words. How could so many people with positions come to visit her?

Isn’t it because she has a son named Song Wenhao?

At three o'clock in the morning, Liu Wanji came to visit, why?The old lady wants to have supper?

A total of six people came before dawn, what does this mean?She is a rural woman, why should she drag these people out of bed and lecture her?

Something must have happened to Lin Qianqian.

Unfortunately, time was running out. She had to rush to the dock to sail the boat, and things would come to light tomorrow.

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