The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

Kong Qianyu held a black-and-white photo in his hand. It was a family photo taken during the Chinese New Year a few months before the Jiang family was murdered.

Any qualified Taoist practitioner can spot clues as soon as he sees the photo.

Except for Jiang Hao, everyone else in the Jiang family is in danger of disaster and is destined to be in trouble. Only Jiang Hao has a murderous look on his face and has a long life.

He is still alive, there is no doubt about that. As for who his scapegoat was and why he wanted to live incognito, when he is caught, ask him yourself.

"Team Leader Ruan, are you interested in coming with me?" Kong Qianyu was confident in his calculations. Jiang Hao was in the city at this time. He had already changed his name, married a wife and had children. He retired and returned to his roots a few years ago, living a happy life. Hanyi Nongsun's later life.

As for his specific address, there will still be errors in inferring based on the information at hand, and it is impossible to accurately predict the house number at once.

This was her first fire since she came here. She had to make sure it burned brightly and beautifully, but she couldn't harm herself.

Just leave. Ruan Zhifang took Ma Guofu and Qian Shaoyang, followed Kong Qianyu's guidance, and drove all the way into the old city with twists and turns.

"It's not easy to drive inside, let's come down and take a walk." Ruan Zhifang stopped the car. This kind of open old community is connected in all directions and the transportation is relatively convenient. However, over the years, there are more private buildings and disorderly construction, and the roads are narrow.

As soon as Kong Qianyu got out of the car, his eyes fell on the children playing next to him.

Five or six little boys aged seven or eight were playing football in the street, chattering very happily. Suddenly, one of the tallest children used too much force and the football was kicked far away. The children who were having fun naturally Go chase.

Kong Qianyu suddenly rushed over and pulled back the little fat man who was running at the front. The harsh sound of brakes sounded and the little fat man was safe.

He was stunned at first, and then burst into tears. The delivery boy was also frightened. He was just a wheel away and he hit someone. Can he not be afraid?

"Are you okay?" The little brother quickly got off the electric car and saw that the child only fell because he was dragged. He was not injured because he was wearing thick clothes. He breathed a sigh of relief. If he was really rich, he wouldn't come here. If he delivers food and hurts someone else's precious son, he may have worked in vain for several months.

"Thank you just now." If this beautiful girl hadn't reacted quickly, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Kong Qianyu nodded, accepting the thank you.

After a while, the parents who came after hearing the news arrived. The gray-haired old man was in good spirits. Because he was anxious, he ran down from the fourth floor and sweat was already visible on his forehead.

He first carefully checked his good grandson and saw that he was indeed uninjured. Then he scolded the rampaging takeaway boy. The boy shivered and did not dare to say a word. Although he was a little unconvinced, he was clearly the little boy just now. The child didn't look at the road and suddenly rushed out, but he was the one riding the bicycle and had the responsibility no matter what.

After paying two hundred yuan, the delivery boy ran away, and the old man dragged Jin Sun to go home.

An arm stretched out from the side, blocking his way.

This girl seemed to be the one who had saved his grandson just now. The neighbor who knocked on the door and called him also basically told him what happened.

His stern face softened and he said sincerely: "Girl, the old man thanks you. Come on, Xiaocheng, say thank you to my sister."

"Thank you sister."

"You're welcome." Kong Qianyu also smiled, but made no move to move his arm away.

Ruan Zhifang didn't know what Kong Qianyu meant, so he stood aside and didn't move. The three of them were wearing casual clothes when they came out today, but their aura when they stood there was different from ordinary people.

The old man handed over the compensation he had just received: "Girl, please give me your thoughts."

Kong Qianyu still smiled and said nothing. "What do you mean?" The old man was a little annoyed, too young?

"Jiang Hao, you are Jiang Hao, right?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then quickly denied it: "Did you admit the wrong person? My name is Li Weiguo, not Jiang Hao." He pulled away Kong Qianyu's hand and wanted to leave.

"Mr. Jiang, you can't just change your name and write off your sins. Your family of seven has been following you, just waiting to see your family ruined and not have a good death. Otherwise, you would think that your wife got divorced and your two sons died young. , the only grandson was born weak and suffered from all kinds of disasters. What is the reason for this?"

The old man frowned slightly, but still refused to admit it: "I told you that you got the wrong person. I, Lao Li, have lived here for several years, and the neighbors around me know me. Do you want me to show you my ID card? .”

"That's not necessary. Are you Jiang Hao or Li Weiguo? Come back with us and we will find out." Ruan Zhifang took out his ID and showed him clearly, then handed the child to his daughter-in-law who had been waiting downstairs for a long time. There was no room for doubt. "Please," he said.

The old man sitting in the interrogation room still had his back straight. Even though he knew that the DNA test results were coming out, it would be the day of his death. He was not afraid at all.

After fifty years, he has already lived enough.

The entire second team was silent until Miao Li rushed in with the appraisal report and gasped: "It's a match, it's a match!"

The materials examined were the bedding and clothing from the murder scene and a tube of the old man's blood.

"The relationship is 99.99%, he is Jiang Hao!"

Ruan Zhifang's brows widened. People who should have been dead long ago are still alive. Doesn't this explain the problem?

"Bring him to trial!" The two policemen were sitting at attention, and Jiang Hao suddenly asked, "Can you give me a cigarette?"

Jiang Hao sat in the interrogation room, his thoughts drifting back to that rainy night nearly fifty years ago.

The Mid-Autumn Festival in 1974 was supposed to be a day for family reunions, but the weather was not good and the moon was not visible. Instead, it started to rain heavily.

It rarely rains so heavily in autumn in the north. Jiang Hao was lying in the house, his whole body ached, and he didn't even want to get up to eat.

He had just turned seventeen that year.

After graduating from junior high school, he no longer wanted to go to school, so he followed his second uncle into the mine and became a glorious coal miner.

Labor is the most glorious thing. At that time, he thought that there was nothing harder than studying in the world, but the reality slapped him hard in the face. Working hard was much more tiring than studying.

Every time he finished a shift, he felt like he was going to fall apart. The soot in his nose that could never be washed away, the dark working environment, and the possibility of death at any time would be his future life.

So what if you are unwilling? At that time, the efficiency of state-owned units was declining. He was able to be recruited as a worker only because his second uncle begged his grandfather and grandma to give him gifts. It was not easy to get him.

After two months of this, he still hadn't received a penny of his salary. Every time when it was time to pay wages, when he went to collect them, he was told that someone had already collected them for him.

It's the second uncle. Thirty-seven and fifty cents a month is a huge sum of money for Jiang Hao. He doesn't expect to keep it all, but at least he has to give him five or eight yuan as pocket money, right?

He went to his second uncle to ask for money. The second uncle was drunk and slapped him in the face: "Where did you get the money, you little bastard? The money comes from the family. The family used to support you. Now you can Once you make money, you have to support your family!”

I don't even want to pull out a hair.

However, the second uncle who kept saying that he wanted to support the family would not give him any allowance. The wine on the table was bottled goods from the supply and marketing cooperative, the peanuts were shiny, and there were even two small pieces of braised pork. How could he feel comfortable eating for eighty cents?