I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 233 Money moves people’s hearts

The atmosphere at the table suddenly became weird.

Jiang Hanwen stared at Wu Ma.

Song Hongyu and Lao Ding looked at Jiang Hanwen.

After a brief silence, it was Aunt Wu who spoke first.

"The old man just fell asleep. Director Ding, you should wait until after dinner before going to see him. There are two more dishes. I'll go to the kitchen and bring them over."

Aunt Wu almost ran back to the kitchen as if she was escaping.

Jiang Hanwen's eyes are usually faced with vicious perverts who have killed countless people. It is really overestimating a country woman to expect her to be able to hold on.

However, after all this, Director Song finally realized that something was wrong. Jiang Hanwen's hostility was almost obvious and he did not conceal it at all. The look in his eyes just now was fierce and violent, extremely cruel. If looks could kill, Wu Ma would have been chopped into pieces long ago.

Song Hongyu really couldn't understand why this famous detective and prophet would be so hostile to a rustic woman.

After listening to Jiang Hanwen's words last night, she came back overnight. The security guards had come and the police had also come to interrogate the two nannies. She also specially sent someone to check the criminal records of the two.

He has a clean background and has never had any bad record.

Where does Jiang Hanwen's hostility come from?

But Song Hongyu couldn't say anything. First of all, Jiang Hanwen's status was there. He was a hidden dragon in the abyss. If she didn't make friends with him now, would she wait until he rose to the sky to establish a relationship with him? By then it would be too late. Secondly, he was doing it for the good of your elderly anyway. Even if it was an unfounded guess, Song Hongyu couldn't say anything.

Helplessly, she had to continue pulling her man, and the couple took turns toasting Jiang Hanwen.

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In the kitchen, another nanny, Aunt Wang, was preparing dessert after dinner, and she had no time to pay attention to Aunt Wu next to her.

Although it was a bit strange, she just went out to serve a few dishes, why did her face turn pale and her hands shake?

"Sister Wang, should we move to another place? It seems that the master doesn't want to use us."

When Aunt Wu said this, Sister Wang immediately turned around with a look of surprise on her face.

Aunt Wu is considered a veteran in their housekeeping company. She has been in this business for more than three years and has always had a good reputation.

She had always asked for leave and resigned, and her employer had never wanted to fire her.

Although in recent years Wu Ma has suddenly started to take on elderly people who are seriously ill and paralyzed in bed.

This is something that Sister Wang finds difficult to understand. After all, an elderly person paralyzed in bed who cannot take care of himself is notoriously difficult to take care of, and no normal nanny is willing to take on this kind of job.

With Wu Ma's reputation, it shouldn't be difficult for her to take on some easy jobs, but it's hard to understand why she took the initiative to take on this kind of "bad job".

But there is also an advantage, that is, these seriously ill and paralyzed elderly people usually don’t have much time left, and they basically die before they can be cared for for long.

"Auntie Wu, didn't Director Song say he wanted to continue to employ us? Her company has such good conditions and offers high wages. If you leave here, you will get 5000 a month elsewhere. Her company offers 8000. I don't want to leave."

Sister Wang shook her head and continued making dessert.

I felt a little unhappy. I wondered if Aunt Wu was used to taking care of an elderly person who was about to die.

I'll be leaving after a few days.

Wu Ma has sent away many paralyzed elderly people this year. To be honest, although each family only needs to work two or three days to earn a month's salary, the money comes quickly.

But she didn't want to change hosts so frequently. After all, if people died wherever she went, it meant that she was unlucky.

People in their hometown still believe in this.

If the manager hadn't assigned her to come and cook this time, she wouldn't have wanted to work with this unlucky Wu Ma.

Other people stay at the same place for one or two years, but she only stays for one or two days and has to move, so she saves the trouble of moving luggage.

Nor is there any fear of resentment.

"It's up to you. I'll be leaving in a few days~~~" Aunt Wu murmured as she held the dishes. Her eyes were wandering and no one knew what she was thinking.

Danger, she felt the danger, the kind of danger that she was being targeted by a ferocious beast and could die at any time.

It’s the young man sitting in the upper seat.

He is a lunatic who is much crazier than me.

Wu Ma is just not good at speaking, but she is definitely not stupid. She knows that she should escape when she encounters danger.

What's more, the other party was not some old guy paralyzed in bed who could be manipulated by her, but a monster whose eyes could make her hands and feet numb.

Is there something wrong with me? Wu Ma wondered.

There is no more professional babysitter than me. What is wrong with me?

Mother Wu took small steps towards the dining table, her mind full of guesses, but she had no clue at all.

There's no reason why someone you meet for the first time can see through you? It's impossible.

Director Song is such a strong woman, a high-ranking and decisive woman, but she was fooled by me.

Why is a young man who came from nowhere more powerful than Director Song? !
Aunt Wu swallowed and looked down at her feet.

She didn't dare to look up, for fear of seeing those strange eyes again.

Fortunately, this time the strange young man didn't say anything else. The host was taking turns to toast everyone, and both the guests and the host were having a great time. It seemed that there was still some wine to drink.

Aunt Wu leaned against the kitchen door and let out a long sigh. She was hesitating whether to take action.

Director Song is different from the previous wealthy masters. She is the director of the Yangcheng Police Station and a powerful figure who holds great power. She is not comparable to ordinary rich people.

If something goes wrong along the way, I will be doomed to die.

Mother Wu drank four or five glasses of water in a row, but still couldn't calm down the anger in her heart.

She glanced at the second bedroom diagonally opposite, which was the old man's bedroom.

Director Song's mother is 84 years old this year. She was originally in good health, but she suddenly suffered a stroke last year and has been paralyzed in bed for more than a year. The old lady is drowsy all day long, her mind is confused, and she can't take care of herself.

She has seen too many paralyzed elderly people. Letting a living person lie in bed 24 hours a day, 365 days a year is not living, but suffering.

Although the nanny hired by the owner took good care of the old man, it was still difficult to stop the old man from becoming increasingly weak.

I heard that the owner had sent the old man to a provincial sanatorium for care, but within a week the old man went on a hunger strike and was eventually sent back.

"It is better to die early and be reborn soon than to lie in bed all day until you die."

Mother Wu held the teacup and muttered to herself, but she could not forget the big bag of gold jewelry that the old man had placed in the jewelry cabinet, the large amount of money in the passbook, and the large amount of cash in the closet.

The money got damp and moldy.

Mother Wu cursed inwardly: The old man has no place to spend the money. He can't take the money in the passbook, but what about the gold and silver jewelry and cash? It would be a waste to keep them there. It would be better to give them to us poor people who need money.

This is how Wu Ma convinced herself.

She had observed carefully and asked indirectly, but she found that the host had no idea how much private money the old man had.

A strong woman like Director Song is so busy that she never goes home all year round, and all the money she earns is sent by her secretary.

Not to mention Director Ding, who was diligent in sending money, but he was rarely seen twice a year. Do you expect them to know how much private money the old man had? It was impossible.

This old woman's private savings are enough for her to work hard for many years, so it would be a waste not to take it.

(End of this chapter)