Da Song Private Investigator

I don't know if Miss Wang's words are true or not, but for the time being, Hwarang has nothing to ask her.

After leaving the palace, Hwarang and the others went to Sun Zihao's house outside the city. At this time, his mother had already been notified of Sun Zihao's death. Originally, Hwarang didn't want to ask too much at this time, but if he didn't ask, he would I felt afraid of missing something, so I had to bite the bullet and take a look.

Sun Zihao's home is some distance away from Huainan City, Hualang and the others arrived after walking for almost an hour. It was a very dilapidated home, almost indistinguishable from Zhang Yi's home.

When they went, an old woman in the courtyard was cooking in the kitchen, and the smoke was burning. This quiet village on the outskirts looked so peaceful and beautiful, but Hwarang and the others were not in a very good mood. Because they heard the words of the old woman.

The old woman was steaming steamed buns. She said that this was her son's favorite steamed buns, and he wanted to steam them for his own son. She was in a daze, as if she couldn't believe that her son was dead.

The steamed buns hadn't dissipated yet, the old woman looked at the pot of steamed buns, and suddenly burst into tears.

It turned out that it wasn't that the old woman didn't know, nor did she refuse to believe it, he just didn't want to believe it herself.

There are too many sorrows and sufferings in life, so many people can’t bear it, but people live in the world, but they have to bear this pain and pressure. Sometimes Hwarang thinks that this world is incredible. Why do some people have to endure so much? suffering, but some people can be rich in food and clothing.

From this aspect, God is unfair, and this unfairness has led to many human tragedies.

However, material injustice does not represent spiritual injustice. No matter whether a person is rich or poor, he always has to experience life and death in the world, and all kinds of misery.

The old woman cried very sadly, Hwarang and Wen Meng didn't know how to persuade him, they just stayed beside the old woman, until he was about to cry, Hwarang explained his intention of coming.

Although it was a bit cruel, it was something he had to do, and now he could only find out the murderer and avenge the dead by doing so.

The old woman understood what Hwarang meant, so she nodded and expressed her willingness to assist Hwarang in solving the case.

"Does your son have any enemies?"

"No, my son is so good, how could he have enemies."

Now, even the old woman said the same thing, Hua Lang suddenly felt that it was meaningless to ask this question, and he should have thought of it a long time ago, this grandson Hao is very filial, how could he let his mother know that he is so filial? He has enemies, and makes his mother sad.

After shaking off the shadow of this question, Hwarang moved on to other questions.

"Is there anything strange and special about your son lately?"

"A strange and special place." The old lady didn't seem to understand what the strange or special place Hwarang was referring to.

But Hwarang couldn't say how many days, he just kept emphasizing that it was very strange, for example, he didn't do it before, but he did it these days, and he did it before, but he didn't do it these days .

Hearing Hwarang's explanation, the old woman immediately understood, and said, "Yes, yes, because my family was poor, my son never bought me a gift, and he seldom ate meat. After becoming a clerk in the inn, he would bring me something every time he came back, sometimes it was a hair clip, sometimes some bracelets, and every time he came back, he would always cut some meat. I saw him like this, so I advised him not to spend so much money If you have money, you should keep it so that you can use it when you marry a wife. Sun Qing from our village has long been my favorite. I asked her about it before. She also likes my son. I thought, wait My son saves some more money, plus what I have, and his grandson's family proposes marriage, but now..."

The old woman's words were a little out of tune, she said whatever came to her mind, and her words were out of order, but Hwarang and the others understood it, and after they understood it, they also spied a lot of clues from it, such as Said that Sun Zihao has suddenly become rich in recent days, but Hwarang and the others don’t believe that the money in Sun Zihao’s hands was earned by him as a clerk at the Three Cups Inn, and Hwa Lang still knows how much the three cups are worth. Yes, there are only a few dozen pennies per month, and of course food and housing are in charge. How much meat can you buy with that ten pennies.

What's more, they know that in this Sun Family Village, there is a girl named Sun Qing who likes Sun Zihao, and that Sun Qing is very liked by the old woman, but does Sun Zihao also like Sun Qing? He should like it That Miss Wang is right.

I'm afraid it's impossible to know this, because Sun Zihao is dead, but if you have time to ask Sun Qing, maybe you can find something.

When the old lady was talking, her expression was relatively good, but when she fell silent, her face showed a bitter expression, after Hualang thought for a while, he continued to ask: "Have any guests visited your house recently. "

The old woman thought for a while, then shook her head: "It's been a long time since outsiders came to our house, but a month ago, there were two guests who came, and one of them was my son's boss. The two came to stay at our house, and my son begged the boss, what did he seem to be called... Oh, Xu Sanbei, my son begged that boss Xu to let him work as a clerk with Boss Xu. As for the inn, he saw that my son was still hardworking, so he took it in. Thinking about it at the time, he is really a great benefactor of our family."

The old woman continued to talk a lot, which sounded a bit long-winded, and Su Wuming frowned slightly. These words seemed to be not nutritious at all.

After a long time, the old woman finally finished speaking, Wen Meng sighed helplessly, and at this moment, the old woman suddenly asked: "You... can really avenge my son."

Hwarang nodded: "Don't worry about this, I will definitely help your son find the murderer."

The old woman didn't know if she believed it, but she nodded anyway.

After coming out of the old woman's house, Hua Lang thought for a while and said, "Let's go see that Sun Qing, I have something to ask her."

Everyone nodded, and then walked towards Sun Qing's house. The conditions of each of the Sun's villages were somewhat similar, and they were not very big, so they didn't spend much effort to find Sun Qing's house.

It was a beautiful home full of flowers, and in that piece of flowers, a woman was watering, her beautiful figure kept moving among the flowers, like a fairy.