"What do you mean it's already been passed on?"
"It means nothing, I was just talking nonsense."
Lü Qingqing wished she could bite off her own tongue, anything to avoid Hu Jia's questioning.
"When you lie, your eyes always dart to the left," Hu Jia put down his chopsticks and looked at Lü Qingqing very seriously.
This damned oppressive feeling!
Lü Qingqing was a little flustered, "It really means nothing, I just wanted to say that his attention is no longer on you."
"Who has he taken a fancy to?"
Cough, cough!
Lü Qingqing choked. "He... he hasn't taken a fancy to anyone."
"You won't say, will you? Then I'll go ask him right away." As he spoke, Hu Jia stood up.
Lü Qingqing panicked, "Stop!"
She was so worried that the hard-won relationship between these two brothers might be ruined by her thoughtless remark.
"Then tell me, who has he taken a fancy to now?"
"Uh..." Lü Qingqing was terrified, "He's taken a fancy to me..."
Before she could finish speaking, Hu Jia roared, "What? He's taken a fancy to you?"
Hu Jia seemed to be digging at his ears with a hook used for coal briquettes. Was he hallucinating?
Ah...
Ptooey!
Lü Qingqing was mortified. Could he let her finish speaking first?
"No, no, I mean his attention has shifted to me."
"Isn't that the same thing?"
"Ah..."
"A friend's wife is not to be bullied, but he, the brother's wife is not polite!"
"Uh..."
Lü Qingqing quickly stepped forward and grabbed Hu Jia, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding... it's my poor expression skills, I'm a clumsy speaker. He wants me to marry you, he's been urging me every day, saying that if you get married, you'll mature and have someone to take care of you, and he'll be at ease."
Lü Qingqing didn't even bother to find a better excuse, she just wanted to stabilize Hu Jia first.
Hmm?
Hu Jia suddenly calmed down.
It was like a tide, coming and going quickly.
"Brother Wen wants us to get married?" Hu Jia actually became shy.
"I haven't agreed yet..." Lü Qingqing quickly waved her hands.
"Why?" As soon as he heard this, Hu Jia's emotions flared up again.
"I, I..." Lü Qingqing didn't know how to answer. She glanced at the door and decided that running was the best plan!
Watching the woman dash out like the wind, Hu Jia smiled, "Hehe, she's shy."
...
Lü Qingqing, who had fled the scene, was not shy at all. She was only thinking about two things: one was to deal with Hu Jia's questioning, and the other was to go to Hongya Cave to see Feng Si.
At nine o'clock in the evening, if it were in a busy area, one could still see a vague silhouette of people. But in a slum area like Hongya Cave, there was only darkness.
"You're quite brave." Feng Si emerged from the darkness, gaining a new understanding of the woman before him. After all, what he was about to say concerned his life, not that he was prejudiced against women, but he was afraid this woman couldn't handle it.
"In this world, there's no such thing as being brave or not, only whether you are willing to do it." Lü Qingqing was very cautious; even if this man was a decoy, she had a way to escape.
"Hehe. Yes, only whether you are willing to do it." Lü Qingqing's words seemed to stir some memories in Feng Si. He looked up at the sky, lost in thought, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze. "In the past, I was unwilling to do it, so I was forced to live in Duojin Mountain for a full ten years."
Lü Qingqing remained silent. She knew that Feng Si's next words would reveal some past secrets.
"That year, on my way back after delivering goods, I met a stranger who had come to Chongqing for business. We traveled together and had a very pleasant conversation. His name was Zhu Xuan, and he had a friend named Huang Yawen." As he spoke, Feng Si glanced at Lü Qingqing. "They are the victims of the two shooting cases."
Hearing this, Lü Qingqing's expression changed drastically. "Didn't they say the victims of the two cases were unrelated? How could they be friends?"
As if he had expected Lü Qingqing to ask this, Feng Si smiled. "Not many people know they were friends, but I happen to be one of them."
Feng Si said that when Zhu Xuan arrived in Chongqing, it was Huang Yawen who came to pick him up. On the day Zhu Xuan was murdered, Feng Si happened to be waiting for work in Lianglukou, the scene of the crime. Feng Si saw Huang Yawen again at the crime scene.
What surprised him was that Huang Yawen did not identify the body, but instead left coldly.
At that time, Feng Si felt that Huang Yawen was suspicious, but thinking it was better to mind his own business, he did not come forward. However, to his surprise, Huang Yawen found him himself a day later.
He said that he had also seen Feng Si at the crime scene and heard him say, "If I die one day, go to No. 8, Lailong Lane and find a police officer named Hu Shilong. Tell him to remember to plant lychees!"
Plant lychees?
Why was he talking about planting lychees again?
Did Hu Shilong like to eat lychees very much?
Feng Si also shook his head, "Don't ask me what planting lychees means, I don't understand either. But I regret it. If I had gone to Hu Shilong immediately after Huang Yawen was murdered, perhaps the murderer would have been caught long ago. But I was afraid, I didn't want to meddle in other people's business, and I didn't know what case I was involved in, so I didn't go."
Feng Si said that it was not until he discovered that someone had entered his room and rummaged through his belongings that he realized he had been unknowingly dragged into the vortex of the shooting cases.
The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and he decided to go find Hu Shilong. But unexpectedly, the current Hu Shilong, having solved the shooting cases, had become a target for assassins.
Feng Si's appearance naturally could not escape the assassins' surveillance.
That group of assassins began to hunt Feng Si, and in the end, it was under Hu Shilong's protection that he managed to survive.
That day, Hu Shilong told Feng Si to escape the city. Before parting, he also gave Feng Si a message: "If anything happens to me, go find someone named Li Zhenhui."
Hu Shilong also taught Feng Si a secret code, saying that anyone who could match it was trustworthy.
Feng Si, who had escaped from Chongqing, hid in the suburbs until one day he heard that a police officer had died in the city, and that officer was Hu Shilong.
Feng Si knew that he could never go back, so he planned to flee to Sichuan. Unfortunately, he was spotted by assassins while on a boat on the Jialing River. To avoid being pursued, he had to jump off the boat and enter the mountains. From then on, he had been hiding in the deep mountains and never came out.
After listening to Feng Si's story, Lü Qingqing sorted out her thoughts. "I remember Li Yongqiang once said that Uncle Hu went to see Li Zhenhui the day before he was murdered. Uncle Hu said he found a witness, and that witness must be you."
Feng Si nodded.
"Uncle Hu also said that the information you revealed made him a little incredulous, and he even suspected whether you had misread it."
"Impossible. I definitely didn't misread it," Feng Si said. After Huang Yawen's death, he secretly went to pay his respects at the Huang family's house. But when he got closer, he found a police officer outside the wall. What was more suspicious was that this police officer was helping someone climb over the Huang family's courtyard wall.
You tell me, what is there to see at the scene of a crime?
Even if there was something to see, why not go in through the front door openly during the day? Why climb over the wall?
Just as Feng Si was full of doubts, the man who climbed the wall lost his footing and fell.
"And after they left, I picked this up." Feng Si took out an object from his pocket. "At that time, Hu Shilong didn't believe me, so I kept it in mind and didn't give it to him."
Lü Qingqing looked at the object. It looked like a shoulder board?
But shoulder boards were usually sewn with golden stars, so why were there the numbers "Two Nine Six" on it?
"I came back this time precisely to give this to you. Go and investigate that police officer from back then, and there might be a clue." Feng Si handed the shoulder board to Lü Qingqing.
Lü Qingqing solemnly placed the shoulder board in her chest pocket. Finally, there was a glimmer of progress in the case.