Mystery Leaks

Chapter 124 He Jingyang

I couldn't figure it out, and slowly fell asleep.

The next day I was woken up by Meng Shuisheng, who knocked on the door when he saw that I hadn't woken up.When I looked at my phone, it was already nine o'clock. Obviously, it wasn't that he was late, but that I went to bed late.

Immediately after waking up, I contacted Cao Nan to discuss how to find the person who was shot by me.

Cao Nan said: "Leizi, I called Liu Erlong just now, and Liu Erlong remembered something, saying that the person with the scald on the back of his hand was seen at his father's funeral, and he went to help."

"is it?"

I couldn't help being overjoyed, after Liu Erlong came out of the tomb last time, he said that there was such a person vaguely, but he forgot who it was.Those who went to help with his father's funeral must be the nearby neighbors, folks, or clansmen, and the scope is much smaller.

There are generally two types of people attending funerals in the countryside, one is those who help out with others, and the other is hundreds of guests, that is, those who join in for a banquet.

"Let's go around Liu Erlong's house, maybe we can find that person." Cao Nan said.

I immediately agreed, and after feeding the silver-eyed mandrill, I rushed to meet Cao Nan; we centered on Liu Erlong's house, and screened every household, looking for reasons to come and chat a few times, to find out how many young and strong people were in the family, see Anyone who arrives and anyone who is not at home, write down all of them one by one, and don't let anyone go.

As Cao Nan said, dig three feet to find that man! !
After searching, I found that near noon, a family in front was repairing the house, and the third uncle was there, condescendingly greeting me from the second floor: "Xiao Lei, have you eaten yet?"

"Oh, it's the third uncle, not yet, I'm going back to eat." I replied.

"Why don't you just eat here, the chef has made a lot of food today, it's just right to add the two of you," said the third uncle.

The third uncle is a mason who specializes in repairing houses for people, and he does contract work, that is, the owner subcontracts all the houses to the third uncle and the others, regardless of the materials and food.The third uncle and the others had a lot of people, and it was inconvenient to go home to eat, so they opened the stove by themselves.

"Go ahead, it's good to grab a meal, and there are many small workers in there. When eating, see if anyone has scars on the back of their hands." Cao Nan said.

As soon as I heard it made sense, I agreed, so that I could save myself going back for dinner, just right.

A small worker also means an auxiliary worker. Unlike a master mason, he can only do some manual labor.The house was being repaired to the critical moment of grouting, and it was necessary to catch up with the progress. At a glance, there were more than a dozen small workers, all of whom were young and strong, which fit the scope of my screening.

"Stop, stop, eat!"

The third uncle saw that I agreed, and immediately greeted everyone who was busy.

Everyone put down their work one after another and went down to the shaded place on the first floor to have dinner. Cao Nan and I smoked a circle, then squatted aside with a bowl in hand and carefully looked at the backs of everyone's hands. There were sixteen of them in total, and none of them had scars. .

I can't help but feel a little disappointed. There are a dozen of them here, enough to make up seven or eight households of young adults, but there are still none.

At this moment, the third uncle suddenly rushed upstairs and shouted: "He Jingyang, come down to eat!"

"Oh, eat first. I'll finish laying these few bricks so that the cement doesn't dry out." A somewhat familiar voice came from upstairs.

My heart skipped a beat, He Jingyang, the youngest son of He.

Last time He Lao Yao suddenly went crazy and said "the ghost is back" and was sent to the hospital. At night, Chen Laogen asked me to bring a fire peach pit to rescue him, but He Lao Yao's son left me and ran away alone. Almost killed by that half-burned bone demon.At that time, I felt that something was wrong with He Jingyang, he seemed to know something from He Laoyao's mouth.

A flash of light flashed in my heart, Mr. He obviously knew a little bit, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see ghosts in broad daylight. Father understands, but what about his son?I seem to have ignored the father and son at the beginning, and never paid much attention to it after that.

I instinctively looked at Cao Nan, and Cao Nan also looked at me, exchanged eye contact, and nodded at the same time.

So I said to Uncle San: "Uncle San, I'm going to visit the house, and it feels pretty good."

"Okay, you're going to build a new house in the future, so take a look, don't be careful, there are nails and rebar heads everywhere, don't hurt yourself," said the third uncle with a smile.

"Okay, third uncle." I replied, and Cao Nan went upstairs with the bowl.

When we came to the roof of the second floor, He Jingyang took a look at us, then turned back to laying bricks. It was just the leak-proof side strips before grouting, and even a small worker could do it.

Cao Nan and I walked behind him and found that he was wearing gloves and couldn't see.

I thought for a while and said, "Uncle Jingyang, let's do it after dinner, anyway, we won't be able to finish it in a while."

He Jingyang is a bit younger than the third uncle, but his seniority is quite high, Cao Nan and I have to call him uncle.

"I'll paste this bit of cement first, lest it harden in the sun." He Jingyang smiled.

I nodded and couldn't find a reason for him to take off his gloves for a while, but there was no rush, there was plenty of time, he would always take it off when eating, and let him fill his stomach before talking.So Cao Nan and I squatted beside him while eating and waiting. What made us worry was that he was working slowly, not in a hurry.

So, I casually asked him: "Uncle Jingyang, how is Old Uncle He? Why haven't you seen him recently?"

"Oh, I have a relative who works as a doctor in a nursing home in the provincial capital. I sent my father there to recuperate. His illness is incurable now." He Jingyang said.

"Is that so, I heard that he has been to Xiaohonglou before?" I asked again, regardless of whether he was the one who was shot or not, he had to ask this question.Last time I asked Huang Mao about He Lao Yao's news, but Huang Mao said that He Lao Yao had been picked up a long time ago, and he didn't know where he went.

"That's right, thanks to Boss Sai's help, otherwise I really didn't know what to do at the time." He Jingyang said.

But I was very suspicious of his words in my heart. He gave me the feeling that he was quite ghostly. Last time I was left alone in the hospital just as an excuse to pee. When I lied, my face was not red and my heart was beating. I am afraid that there were not many words in my mouth. truth.

After that, no one spoke again until Cao Nan and I had finished eating, and he hadn't finished laying the bricks.

Cao Nan and I became more and more suspicious, something was wrong with He Jingyang.

"Uncle Jingyang, if you don't eat anymore, the food will be cold." Cao Nan said.

"It doesn't matter. I'm used to eating cold for lunch and I eat it late. I'll go down to eat later. Go down after you finish eating. It's quite hot." He Jingyang said with a smile.

"Uncle Jingyang's gunshot wound on his back, how is he recovering?" I asked quietly.

You don't need to look for it, it's him!

He procrastinated after eating and refused to go down, because he was afraid of taking off his gloves and we would see him. He must know that I was tracking him down, and he knew that the burns on his hands had been exposed.

Sure enough, He Jingyang's whole body was shaken, and the brick fell on his foot with a shake of his hand.

"What, a gunshot wound?" He Jingyang hastily covered it up, and smiled stiffly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Uncle Jingyang, stop pretending." Cao Nan put the bowl and chopsticks aside, and said, "You were the one who smashed the dog and destroyed Grandpa Leizi's coffin that night."

"That gun has dozens of trachoma, isn't it hard?" I also put down the bowl and chopsticks and took a step forward.

Next to it was a pile of bricks. If he dared to make any changes, a brick would fly over immediately.

He Jingyang's expression changed drastically, his mouth trembled twice, and he suddenly turned around and jumped down from the second floor.

Cao Nan and I were shocked, and hurried to the side of the building to see that He Jingyang landed on a pile of sand, staggered a few times, and ran away.

"Chase!"

Without saying a word, Cao Nan and I also jumped down and chased after him.

He Jingyang ran as fast as that night, and Cao Nan and I struggled to keep up.

"Uncle Jingyang, the monk you run can't run away from the temple!" I shouted loudly.

Cao Nan also said: "We just want to ask, why are you running?"

But He Jingyang turned a deaf ear and ran as fast as he could. This chase and escape attracted the attention of many people for a while, and the third uncle ran out of the house.

He Jingyang immediately fled into the rice field on the side of the road, and ran towards the west of Xiao He.

Cao Nan and I chased after him closely, and after crossing the rice fields was the road out of the village; it seemed that he was trying to avoid us, and he didn't intend to go home.

Cao Nan and I were shocked and angry, there must be a secret in this person!

At this moment, right in front, Liu Erlong was riding a motorcycle leisurely towards us.

Cao Nan and I were overjoyed and shouted: "Liu Erlong, help intercept people!"

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(End of this chapter)