Don't move the old man's bounty

In the most remote corner of the Martyrs Cemetery, there is a monument without words standing under a peach tree.

In recent years, except for the few old people who cleaned regularly, no one remembers who is buried in this lonely grave.

Jiang Juan rubbed his fingers lightly on the photo on the stele that was so blurry that the face was blurred, and even the outline had faded in the wind and sun.

Looking down, there was only a layer of fine dust on the fingertips.

Someone recently visited the grave.

He stared at the bunch of withered white chrysanthemums placed in front of the grave for a long time, then murmured to himself: "I didn't expect that there are still people who remember..."

There were footsteps approaching behind him, and the sound of leather shoes stepping on the bluestone slab was clear and ethereal. The visitor stopped behind him, as if observing this strange man who met unexpectedly in a wheelchair.

The other party stopped for a short time, just a blink of an eye, then stood beside Jiang Juan, leaned over to take away the withered dried flowers, and added a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in full bloom.

"You look a bit like the person in the photo." The man spoke up.

From the corner of his eye, Jiang Juan only caught a glimpse of a figure in a black suit from the back, but failed to see his face.The voice was deep and sweet, and one couldn't help but want to hear him say a few more words.

So Jiang Juan didn't answer.

The man said again: "Is the person sleeping here your brother?"

Jiang Juan didn't look energetic, his face was still pale, his eyelids were slightly closed, he looked sick, and he was weak in speaking: "No, this is my tomb."

The man turned his head and looked at him in surprise, probably trying to say that making such jokes in the cemetery is not funny at all.

But Jiang Tired was tired of explaining, shrunk his hands stiff from the cold wind into his sleeves, and closed his eyes Yanyan.After a while, I said: "Thank you for the flowers, and thank you for coming to see me. Thank you for taking care of me, although we don't know each other."

"How do you know it's not my first time here?"

"Except for Xiao Xun, no one will come to see me, and he always only brings white roses when he visits the grave, and never sends chrysanthemums."

"Is it because you like Rose?"

"That's his habit. If I have to say what flower I like, it's probably..." Jiang Juan opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment, "It's probably white camellia."

The man smiled, "Can I understand that this is asking me for a gift? I am very happy. But now that we have known each other and the misunderstanding has been resolved, I think it would be better for this flower to be delivered to you. What do you think?" ?”

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't like to accept other people's kindness for no reason, especially..." Jiang Juan glanced at the man in a suit and leather shoes. Instead of staying on his face, he stared at the man's waist for a long time.

It can be seen that Jiang Juan is a patient in poor health, he always pauses for a few times to catch his breath, and the man patiently waited for his next words, but this time Jiang Juan didn't intend to continue, and he only spoke after the man asked. Changed my mind.

"Especially what?"

"I don't like Japanese people, I hope you can stay away from me and my grave."

The other party was a little stunned, and he didn't know if it was because Jiang Juan saw through his identity, or because he was stung by this cruel rejection.

After being blown by the cold wind for too long, Jiang Juan coughed again. His frozen fingers were a little disobedient, and it was difficult to turn the wheelchair. The man simply helped him and pushed him across the bluestone pavement Walking slowly towards the outside of the cemetery.

Jiang Juan coughed even harder, "Is advanced Chinese too difficult for you? I thought what I said just now clearly expressed my dislike for you, can I stop pestering you?"

"It's too cold, I'll take you out. You're inconvenient. Why did you come so far alone? Is there anyone with you?"

Jiang Juan suddenly felt as if he had punched the cotton, and all his strength was useless.This person is the same as Xiao Shi, he is selectively deaf, he can only hear what he wants to hear, and he cannot communicate with this kind of rascal.

Feeling his helplessness, the man smiled at him, "You just said that you dislike 'us', who are the 'we' referring to?"

Jiang Juan said without hesitation, "Japanese."

"Has the Japanese offended you before? If so, I apologize to you for that person."

Jiang Juan finally felt a moment of astonishment, and he was a little scared that he almost exposed his weakness.

But why did the other party say "that person" instead of "those people"?

Jiang Juan was too suspicious, and couldn't develop a good impression of the man who had investigated him. He pushed away the hands that were pressing on the armrests of the wheelchair, and stubbornly insisted on turning the wheelchair and moving forward.

The man had no choice but to help him behind his back, "Sorry, I made a slip of the tongue. As a stranger, I have no right to say that, but I really have no malicious intentions. If you bring back bad memories, I'm very sorry."

When he finished speaking, the two of them just left the gate of the cemetery. Jiang Juan nodded to the mausoleum guard and raised his hand to hail a taxi.

The driver stopped by the side of the road with double flashing lights, and was about to get out of the car to help Jiang Juan, when he was frightened back by the murderous eyes of the man behind him.

Strange, this man is clearly smiling, why does he look so scary?The driver's heart was pounding.

"I think it's better for me to send you back, and don't cause trouble for others." Although the man said it with a smile, the implication was that if Jiang Juan insisted on asking for trouble, he would implicate others.

Now Jiang Juan has no advantage and has nothing to do, so he has no choice but to decline the driver.

The driver saw that the man didn't look like a good person, so he asked concerned: "Brother, you are in some trouble, don't you need help?"

"No, it was just a misunderstanding just now, which troubled you, sorry for the trouble."

The driver left suspiciously, and the man put Jiang Juan into his car, "Where are you going, home? Or..."

"Go to the city bureau."

The man shrugged, "My attitude just now may have scared you, but believe me, I'm not a bad person. Even if you let me know where your house is, I won't break into your house in the middle of the night."

There is no time when Jiang Juan is more thankful that he is living with Xiao Shi, at least when he is with him, his own safety can still be guaranteed.

"I don't seem to have introduced myself yet. My name is Yin Wuya. I work in a Sino-foreign joint venture company in Yanxi. It's a pleasure meeting you. Please take care of me in the future." Yin Wuya bowed slightly to Jiang Juan, and stretched out her hand to greet you He was friendly.

"A mediocre office worker." Jiang Juan was busy pressing his hands on the air outlet of the air conditioner to warm up. He didn't have time to play this kind of boring game of making friends with him, so he just responded with a chuckle, "I haven't gone yet Looking for you, you gave it to me for nothing, do you think I just got a job in the yamen, and I urgently need to make meritorious service to prove my strength to my superiors?"

"Of course not. I know that with Jiang's ability, it's not difficult to solve this murder case. It's just a bottleneck period. We'll find out soon. I'm willing to trust the excellent Chinese police."

Jiang Juan frowned, wondering why this person can't speak.

"It's just that one of my subordinates died. I always have to give an explanation to his parents, the company, and other employees, right?" Yin Wuya started the engine, and the car quickly warmed up.

Jiang Juan gave a "hmm", "Let me just agree with your statement, but if you want something from someone, you have to show a begging attitude."

Yin Wuya smiled helplessly, "You are really good at bargaining, it seems that you are more suitable to be a businessman than me. But while I have something to ask from you, you should also have something to ask from me, so let's put it in a better way Well, you Chinese should call this a deal?"

Jiang Juan didn't talk nonsense with him, and asked straightforwardly: "Why did Shota Higashino return to China? Why did he have an enmity with others, and people must kill him?"

Otonashi didn't go around in circles, and replied cheerfully: "In order to achieve the cooperation between the Otonashi chaebol and the Ye Group. Higashino-kun is an excellent negotiator, and he is almost invincible in the business world. My father values ​​his ability very much and hopes to rely on him to open the door." The Chinese market. As for the enmity..."

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Juan's side face without any extra expression, "Business people will inevitably be hated by their peers, especially young and promising people like Mr. Dongye. With all due respect, he works for Yinwujia , may have provoked a lot of enemies, but there should not be many people who will go to China to silence them. So I personally prefer that he was killed by the Chinese or some people in China."

His words were very directional, which made Jiang Juan feel uncomfortable, "Looking at the current situation, who do you think killed him?"

"Judging from the fact that your police haven't released the news for a long time, the person locked up in the detention center should be just a hired killer, and he may not even kill people. He is just a scapegoat who was pulled out to cover the crime. If If this is the case, it will be difficult. After all, as long as the real murderer thinks about hiring a murderer, there will be no trace. He can hide his criminal motives, erase his criminal facts, and protect himself when the crime occurs. Arranging a perfect alibi is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but there are not a few people who have the motive to kill Higashino-kun."

Jiang Juan narrowed his eyes, "What are you implying to me?"

"Don't dare." Yin Wuya smiled, "Then I'll just say it straight, the person who killed Dongye-kun is probably in..."

The car parked slowly on the side of the road opposite the City Bureau. When Yin Wuya raised his hand, Jiang Juan subconsciously ducked back. Unfortunately, he was hooked around the neck before he grabbed the door handle. He was treated in a gentle but hard to resist way. The strength dragged over.

Seeing Yin Wuya approaching, he put his hand against the opponent's shoulder, stopped him from continuing to approach, and said angrily: "What are you doing! Let go!"

Immediately, he heard the words Yin Wuya whispered in his ear: "... is by your side."

The author has something to say:

"No one should remember me, so I will come and see myself!"

Today is also a distressing Ah Juan.

And Xiao, who was suspected to have been cheated again.

Thank you for reading the text of the little cutie!

Thank you, Brother Xun, did you blow up your hair today for rewarding a mine!

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