Refusing to marry the rich family

"Why do you just listen to the first half?" Zhang Lao was so angry that he rolled his eyes and secretly said that her head was not smart.

Huo Qingge couldn't help but clench her fist. No wonder Jingxia was dizzy after she woke up. She thought she was just tired after a long journey

"Regret it?" Seeing her look, old Zhang smiled.

After being exposed, Huo Qingge turned his mouth and didn't deny it. Instead, he said, "Mr. Zhang, if the person you love hurts your favorite family, how should you choose?"

"What's the good choice?" Old Zhang picked a white eyebrow, "I naturally choose a lover."

“……”

"Old Zhang, did you jump out of the stone? That's family affection..."

"What about family affection? Since I met my younger martial sister, I can't hold others in my heart. What friendship and family affection are not as important as her!"

Huo Qingge was a little surprised when he listened. At the thought of Mrs. Ma's living environment, he couldn't help asking, "since you love her so much, why did you leave her and go abroad alone?"

"Make it clear that she left me with her childhood sweetheart." Old Zhang said with a sad face.

"So you're wearing a green hat?"

"Fart! I haven't been with younger martial sister!" Speaking of this, old Zhang looked like a vented ball and said in a muffled voice, "I only hate that I was not brave and didn't dare to confess to my younger martial sister. This gave the bastard a chance to take her away from me. I don't cherish her!"

"Then you'll meet her later. Are you going to confess?"

"How vulgar is confession?" Old Zhang smiled and took out a small red book from his pocket.

"Account book?!" Huo Qingge exclaimed.

"Look at your fuss. I've inquired about it. I can get the certificate with my Hukou book. Tut Tut, I'm determined to take my little martial sister away today!"

Huo Qingge can even see the light in Zhang's eyes.

She envied Mrs. ma.

……

Suburbs, residential buildings.

"She's right here?!" Looking at the dilapidated residential building, old Zhang frowned deeply and muttered, "that damn old horse head, do this to my junior sister! Let her sleep in such a dilapidated place!"

"Isn't your little clinic any better?" Huo Qingge mended his knife.

Zhang laodun was heartbroken.

"Cough, I don't have time to decorate."

"Come on, you. Here, in this building, grandma Ma's clinic is on the second floor." As soon as the voice fell, old Zhang rushed up and shouted, "younger martial sister, I'm coming!"

"Hey, you two can't go in." An uncle of the neighborhood committee stopped the two.

He was about to see his beloved goddess. He was cut off in the middle of the way. Zhang laodun stared at the uncle with a sad face.

"What's the matter, uncle?" Huo Qingge looked at him strangely.

"Cough." Uncle looked at old Zhang and whispered, "I'm kind to remind you that people have died in this building before, and the residents inside have basically left. This building has basically been abandoned."

"Dead?" Huo Qingge was surprised and said, "why didn't I hear?"

She came here only a month ago. She had never heard of such a thing at that time.

"Not long after he died, I can't say that. He's been dead for a month. But the body was found last week. Good guy, it stinks. The whole building can smell it. No, you can smell it at the door of the community. A lot of smell has gone away this week! Tut Tut, there are many old and old women living alone these days. No one has found them dead. Alas! Poor yo. By the way, the dead one I'm still a famous old woman here. She runs a clinic and lives alone. Except that it's a little cold, everything else is very good. I didn't expect it to disappear. "

"Say it again! Who's dead?!" Huo Qingge grabbed uncle's hand and his pupils tightened suddenly.

The old lady who lives alone in the clinic is not

"Just the horse woman who runs the clinic!"

As soon as she said this, Huo Qingge immediately turned around. There was no trace of Zhang around. Regardless of uncle's obstruction, she went straight to the second floor.

The clinic sign originally placed at the door has fallen off, and many footprints have been stepped on it. Huo Qingge steps into the familiar cabin. There is a musty smell in the air. In addition, there is a bit of fishy smell.

There was a sudden discomfort in her stomach.

She looked around and locked her eyes on the bedroom. There was still a pool of blood on the wall and the ground. It was dark and frightening.

Old Zhang squatted in the middle of the blood stain. He still held a group photo in his hand. Half of the photo was stained with blood, but he could vaguely see the shadow of the group photo of the two.

In the photo, a man and a woman hugged each other with a smile on their faces.

Old Zhang looked at the girl's face and burst into tears.

This was the first time Huo Qingge had seen an old man in his eighties cry. She knew that no matter how old she was, she looked like a helpless child as long as she cried.

She didn't know how to comfort old Zhang, so she had to stand in place silently and accompany him.

Mrs. Ma was killed. The body was found by the people who came to the door for follow-up visit 20 days later and reported to the police. The murderer has not been caught up to now.

After Huo Qingge heard the news, his heart hurt again.

Mother Ma's face came to mind involuntarily. For the first time, she wanted to call Jingxia, but when she saw the string of phone numbers in the address book, she hesitated again.

She silently took back her cell phone and went back to the second floor.

Old Zhang had stopped his tears at this time. When Huo Qingge came back, she could clearly feel the change in his eyes, which could almost tear people apart. She also saw it in a young man.

It's Jingxia.

At that time, his eyes were full of resentment, just like Zhang at present.

"Old Zhang, I'm sorry for the change."

"What's the occasion?" Old Zhang looked up and said in a hoarse voice, "my little martial sister was killed like this. How can I mourn?"

"The police have filed a case for investigation. Don't worry, Mr. Zhang. I will use all my contacts to track down the murderer. I will never let the murderer escape!"

"Girl..." old Zhang's eyes were wet again, but he broke the work in the next second. "You finally said a human word!"

“……”

Huo Qingge twitched at the corner of his mouth, "I'm leaving."

"Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute!" Zhang took her, carefully put the photo into his pocket, and took a pen from the table. The rust on the pen was something that had been used for a long time.

"What are you doing with this?" Huo Qingge said strangely.

"Younger martial sister used to like writing best. She also said that if she wasn't a doctor, she would be a calligrapher. I gave this to her before I went abroad, and she kept it all the time..."

Huo Qingge pursed his lips and said nothing, but secretly decided in his heart.

We must find out the murderer of Mrs. Ma!