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Chapter 43 Double Act ([-])

Fan Yu and Liu Rui looked at each other and realized that the little girl started to lie.

"Sister," Liu Rui took Zhu Panpan's hand, "Let's go to the bedroom and talk. Sister also wants to see your other bags."

"Yes." Zhu Panpan was very cooperative and followed Liu Rui into the room.

Fan Yu couldn't follow him in, so he stood boredly in front of the living room window, admiring the scenery of the lake and mountains through the opened curtains, and looking at the people coming and going downstairs.

Not long after, the two people walked out of the room, their relationship became much warmer, as if they were sisters who had known each other for many years.

"Little sister, do you have somewhere else to stay?"

"What's wrong?" Zhu Panpan blinked in confusion, unable to realize what Fan Yu was talking about.

"If possible, please change places early and go through the back door. I think reporters are coming soon."

Zhu Panpan understood what Fan Yu meant, lowered her head and murmured, "Thank you."

"What should I say?" Fan Yu asked impatiently as soon as he stepped into the elevator after leaving Zhu Panpan's house, "What happened to the wound?"

"Zhu Panpan said that Huang Haiping did have a few wounds on his back, but they were caused by her."

"Why? Did they fight?"

Liu Rui rolled her eyes helplessly and said: "It's so miserable. You always understand how things can turn upside down, right? When love gets so intense, it leaves nail marks on Huang Haiping's back. If I have to explain it so clearly, I can't. Ashamed."

Fan Yu was choked and forgot to fight back for a moment, but Liu Rui did not stop attacking: "Hey, Director Deng is the same. He catches you and uses it to death every day. He has never even seen a girlfriend at such an old age. Let's go. Let’s go, hurry up and run away from the next one, don’t affect my relationship after get off work.”

Huang Haiping's wife lived in a neighboring city, but Fan Yu was holding his breath and drove to his destination in an hour and a half.Unlike Zhu Panpan's apartment building, reporters have already gathered here. Fortunately, this is a high-end villa area, and those reporters are blocked from the door and cannot enter the community.

Fan Yu learned the lesson this time and showed his ID directly and entered the community smoothly.

"What do you think of Zhu Panpan?"

Seeing Liu Rui taking the initiative to speak, Fan Yu, who had been silent all the way, couldn't put up airs anymore and replied: "I don't think she is the one who wants to tell you everything. She is careless."

"It's not just a lack of scheming, it's simply heartless. The person just died, but you can see that she has the slightest bit of sadness? I think that vintage bag is more important to her than that man."

"Yeah," Fan Yu thought of how carelessly she took out her brand-name bag, and felt uncomfortable, "I wonder how this family is."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the door. The one who came to open the door was a Filipino maid. Without speaking, she lowered her head and led them to the living room. After bringing two cups of tea, she left.

The house is large, decorated in a simple, simple and orderly manner.Sutra flags and Buddhist paintings were hung on the walls on both sides of the corridor, and Buddha statues and scriptures were enshrined on the Buddhist altar. Along the way, the chanting of Buddhist scriptures echoed in their ears, and the smell of incense lingered in their noses. The mood here will become peaceful and peaceful, but Fan Yu and Liu Rui feel vaguely uneasy.

"I'm sorry, it happened to be meditating and practicing, so I neglected you two."

After waiting for a while, a middle-aged woman dressed simply and plainly came out.She wore a dark blue cloth dress that was very loose, with a light yellow wooden rosary fastened at the collar as a decoration.The lower body is paired with a long cotton skirt, which is still wide and looks empty.There was a string of bodhi seeds wrapped around his hand, and he kept turning it while talking.

Fan Yu knew that this was the target of their trip, Huang Haiping's wife, Zhao Shuqin.

"What's your name?"

"My surname is Fan, and this one's surname is Liu. We came here uninvited, mainly because of Huang Haiping's matter." Fan Yu asked straight to the point: "Ms. Zhao must have met the police too, right?"

"Well, I've been here a few times this morning, but the relationship between me and Lao Huang has long since faded, and it's a semi-public matter. There's really nothing I can do to help you."

"I know that," Fan Yu smiled, "I have a few additional questions."

"Officer Fan, please tell me. I won't hide anything if I can help." "How long has Ms. Zhao been practicing Buddhism?"

"I feel ashamed to say it, but I only entered the door this year."

"So these Buddha statues and scriptures are all new items?"

"Basically yes, but there are also gifts from several masters. They should be some years old."

"Oh? No wonder they look so exquisite."

Fan Yu said, stood up with the teacup in hand, and came to the Buddhist altar to pretend to admire it.A long-bright lamp stands next to the Buddhist altar. In the center of the altar is the Buddha Sakyamuni, and on the left side is the Heart Sutra with yellowed pages.In front is a copper incense burner and a pot of fruit offerings, with a few flowers carefully inserted, and a wisp of green smoke curling up among the petals.There is another bookshelf next to the Buddhist altar with more scriptures on it, but they are all brand new.

They were all very common Buddhist utensils. Fan Yu looked around calmly and found nothing related to ancient ladies.

"By the way, has Huang Haiping complained about anything strange recently?"

Zhao Shuqin smiled bitterly: "No, he rarely talks to me about his own affairs."

"Then are there any new scars on his body?" After Fan Yu finished speaking, he remembered what Liu Rui had just said, and he couldn't help but blush when he was so passionate.

"I haven't seen him, but I haven't seen Lao Huang for more than half a month. Even if he comes back, he is in a hurry. It is possible that he missed it."

"But I don't think Ms. Zhao has completely lost her mind for Director Huang." Liu Rui, who had been silent for a long time, pointed to a picture of nine fish hanging on the porch.

"This?" Zhao Shuqin frowned, with a look of doubt on her face, "I've only heard people say that nine fish gather wealth, wealth and good luck. It's just for good luck."

Liu Rui smiled sweetly: "I'm overthinking it. The fate between the two couples has ended, and it's not convenient for us to get entangled. So, let's say goodbye."

Fan Yu saw that Liu Rui had something to say, so he nodded and followed closely.

"what happened?"

"The fish play under the lotus, the fish and the water are happy, the two have the same heart, and even give birth to a precious son. No matter how you look at it, it means that the couple is harmonious, but the nine fish picture does also mean wealth and good luck. I can't refute her. But Huang Haiping was born in Jiwei , Zifang is his peach blossom position, look what’s there?”

"Zifang?" Fan Yu took advantage of the moment when he turned back to say goodbye to Zhao Shuqin and looked towards the north of the room, "A pot of dead branches? What do you mean?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's a peach blossom. What do you mean by withered peach blossoms?"

"Could it be a coincidence?"

"Too many coincidences."

The two of them had already arrived outside the villa. After being reminded by Liu Rui, Fan Yu discovered that there was also a peach tree in the north of the yard, which happened to be dead. He took a breath of cold air and said, "You can't tell. It's no wonder that the Buddha speaks like a snake. Huang Haiping doesn’t like her.”

"Don't like it?" Liu Rui raised her eyebrows and cursed in a lowered voice, "Did someone put a gun to his head when he got married? Now if he doesn't get divorced, someone puts a knife to his waist? Why can't he if he doesn't like it? End this relationship and then start the next relationship cleanly? Scumbag!"

"Hey, no, Sister Liu, it sounds like you are scolding me."

"I'm calling you stinky men and scum!"

"Does it count even those who don't have a girlfriend?"

Fan Yu was completely wronged.

(End of this chapter)