Super Crazy Son-in-Law

"Old man!"

Fang Qing exclaimed and stepped up to hold him steady.

Lin Xiao looked around like a hawk or falcon. No matter the mountain peak or mountain road, the surroundings were empty, silent, and there was no human shadow.

"Dead!" Fang Qing said in a deep voice.

Lin Xiao retreated slowly, picked up old Liang and carried him to his shoulder. In a cold voice, "let's go back!"

They hurried back to Mr. Liang's house and found that Mr. Liang was waiting in the yard. They were stunned when they saw that they moved back a body.

"Dad?" Old Liang was surprised, rushed over like crazy, grabbed the old man's body, and exclaimed strangely, "what's going on? Who did it?"

Lin Xiao frowned, took a deep look at Lao Liang and said in a deep voice, "we don't know. Just now the old man took us to the back mountain, suddenly someone attacked us. I want to chase it, but... I didn't find a trace."

"Asshole!" Lao Liang suddenly looked up, his red eyes seemed to eat people, and angrily said to Lin Xiao, "my father was fine just now. How could he suddenly become like this? Who did it? Did you do it?"

Lin Xiao said innocently, "how could it be us? Why should we kill the old man?"

Fang Qing hesitated, "we really don't know who it is. At that time, I was talking with the old man and suddenly shot a stone, so..."

In a hurry, Lao Liang laid the old man's body flat on the ground, knelt down on his knees and wept bitterly.

"Dad! I'm sorry for you!"

Lao Liang cried miserably. The mournful cry made Lin Xiao feel a burst of sadness in their hearts.

They quietly retreated outside the hospital. Lin Xiao said in a deep voice, "who killed people?"

"I can't say." Fang Qing shook her head, "this old Liang is really strange. I can't say he killed this man..."

"Kill your father yourself?" Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows, "but we have no evidence. What happened just now was so sudden that I didn't react at all."

Fang Qing took a deep breath. "Who else will there be besides Lao liang?"

"You see, he cries so miserably. If he is really a killer, his acting skills are too good."

Fang Qing pondered, "when old Liang died, he obviously wanted to tell us something. He said that the word 'Wei' of old Liang Wei... Is it 'why', or 'for' someone or something?"

Lin Xiao speculated, "according to the previous words of master Liang, what he should say is that Lao Liang works for someone or a force. He obviously knows what Lao Liang does and maybe the fifth in the world behind Lao Liang!"

"Even if Mr. Liang knows this, why would anyone want to kill him? We already know these things."

"So..." Lin Xiao's eyes sank. "Maybe what the old man wants to say will reveal some important secrets that the murderer doesn't want us to know."

"What's the secret?"

"How do I know? It's so complicated..."

"Wait and see what happens. If it's a fox, it will always show its tail."

They waited outside the door for a long time. It was getting late and the sun was fading. Lao Liang stopped crying and carried Lao Liang out of the yard.

"Wait for me for half an hour and wait for me to bury my father." Lao Liang said expressionless.

"Can I help you?" Lin Xiao asked in a deep voice.

"No!" Lao Liang walked quickly and ran straight to the village.

Just when the last dawn in the sky completely disappeared, Lao Liang walked back with heavy steps.

"Let's go! Go to nanjiakou before dark." Lao Liang stepped on his bike and rode quickly outside the village without saying much.

"Go!" Lin Xiao followed Fang Qing with him.

The two bicycles drove very fast in the mountains. Even if the mountain road was rough, they didn't slow down the speed of the three people.

In just one hour, the three entered nanjiakou from the mountain.

Nanjiakou is a tourist destination with a small flow of people. Most of the city are migrant workers. The streets are filled with all kinds of accents from all over the world.

"Find a place to rest in the evening and meet here tomorrow morning."

When he came to a prosperous neighborhood, Lao Liang repeated his old skills and asked them to move freely again.

"Wait a minute!" Lin Xiao stopped Lao Liang and said with a smile, "Lao Liang, you disappear mysteriously everywhere you go. What are you doing all night? Since we are partners now, why do we have to hide things?"

Lao Liang was stopped and looked a little unhappy. He hit his bike aside, stared at Lin Xiao and sneered, "why, when is it your turn to tell me what to do? I'm just a guide, and I had a word in advance. If you want to follow, you can leave at any time."

"Ha ha..." Fang Qing came over and said with a smile, "Lao Liang, don't get me wrong. Lin Xiao means to worry about your safety."

"No! I'm familiar with every place I pass by. Moreover, I'm just going to receive the letter. It involves some secrets. Naturally, it's inconvenient to share with you!"

Fang Qing nodded thoughtfully, "understand, we understand very much!"

"OK! I'm in a hurry. Let's go first!" Lao Liang bypassed Lin Xiao indifferently, got on his bike and left quickly.

Lin Xiao looked at Fang Qing and said, "follow up?"

"I'm afraid they will be suspected if they follow together. I have some experience in tracking. Give it to me." Fang Qing said faintly.

"Oh?" Lin Xiao pondered, "then you should be careful. This old Liang is not as simple as it looks."

"Hehe, there are few people who can make my red thorn careful!"

Lin Xiao chuckled and said, "yes! I almost forgot that you are the first spy in China. You are the famous red thorn. Only others are careful."

"You're less poor. Wait. I'll find you when I get back." Fang Qing threw a wink at Lin Xiao and quickly went away as soon as his body floated.

Lin Xiao held his chest in his hands and kept staring at Fang Qing to leave. Then he pushed his bike towards the busy street.

Because of the suspicion in his heart, Lin Xiao's direction is naturally purposeful.

As expected, this street is an eventful street.

On both sides of the roadside, various passers-by appear from time to time, bringing unusual tension to the whole street.

Many shops are already closing. Barbecue stalls and cold drinks shops on the street are busy lifting chairs and tables in the shop, and the staff look very flustered.

Lin Xiao thoughtfully came to a cold drink stall that was cleaning up tables and chairs and asked the boss with a smile, "boss, do you sell drinks? Give me a glass of lemonade."

"It's closed. Come tomorrow." The boss, a middle-aged woman, said eagerly without raising her head.

"I think there are many cold drinks in your machine. Just sell me one. I'm hot and thirsty... I'll double the price!" Lin Xiao took out a red ticket.

The landlady hesitated for a moment, stared at the bill with bright eyes, and said anxiously after a few seconds of silence, "OK! Lemonade, isn't it?"

"Yes!"

The landlady put down her stool and began to squeeze juice for Lin Xiao.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Xiao pretended to ask casually, "elder sister, I think many shops closed early today. What's the matter? It's only more than eight o'clock. Isn't it the time for the night market to open?"