Li Qiao looked at him for a moment, and her broad eyes seemed to be able to hit the depths of his soul. "Since you are not Jing Yifeng, why do you live here in his name?"

The middle-aged man held the back of the chair, his eyes slightly satirized, "are you asking knowingly?"

Li Qiao frowned, a prelude to exhaustion of patience.

It's very strange for Jing's family to appear in Tongliang County. Even the records of the sixth bureau are incomplete. Who can direct all this behind?

After a while, the middle-aged man walked very slowly to the sofa and sat down, glancing at Li Qiao, "didn't the Mu family ask you to come?"

Li Qiao side head sees toward him, the eyes of pitch black suffuses a trace of billows, "Mu family member?"

"You I don't know? " The middle-aged man's face was stunned, and his scarred hands pressed his knees tightly, "if not, how did you find it?"

Li Qiao said simply, "some people say that you are Jing Yifeng."

"Ha ha." The man's hoarse vocal cords sent out the terrible wind, shaking his head and looking at the ground, "I'm not, but I'm much luckier than him."

Li Qiao looks at each other without expression, "can you talk about it?"

The middle-aged man looked up very slowly, his red eyes mixed with countless emotions, "what do you want to hear? Do you want to hear who saved me or how the Jing family died? "

His tone was like a statement, with a hint of intimidation.

Li Qiao gently raised her eyebrows, "all right."

Now that she's here, she has to know what happened.

If he is not Jing Yifeng, who is he?

For half a minute, they were speechless.

The middle-aged man saw Li Qiao's insistence. He pointed to the old round pier leather chair and motioned her to sit down.

Soon, from his mouth, Li Qiao understood the context.

He is not Jing Yifeng, but a cousin who was raised in Jing's family.

More than 20 years ago, on the night of the Mu family's accident, the two elders of the Jing family were so anxious that they rushed to Palma overnight.

Who knows, there was a car accident on the way to the airport, and it was already dead when it was sent to the hospital.

At this time, the middle-aged man's cracked lips kept shaking, breathing with a breath sound, looked at Li Qiao and asked, "do you know why my uncles and aunts have to go to Palma?"

Li Qiao gently shakes her head, the other side closes her eyes and says in a dumb voice: "because the night of the accident, Jing Yifeng was at Mu's house. They have only these two children. When Jing Yifeng learns that his sister is depressed after childbirth, she goes to Mu's house to visit her. As a result, she never comes back. "

There are too many tragedies in the past.

Li Qiao can even see the pain in the memory from the man's eyes.

She dropped her eyes and said nothing.

Around the quiet can only hear the middle-aged man's throat breathing.

At that moment, she looked at her fingertips and asked softly, "why did the Jing family go bankrupt?"

"Where is bankruptcy. The second elder died suddenly, and the ancestral home of the Jing family was on fire all night. All that should be gone. "

Middle aged men speak very slowly, and their eyes are full of confusion and melancholy.

Li Qiao narrowed her eyes and finally understood why she felt contradictory when she saw the Jing family and the translated documents.

The information of Jing's family has been erased from Jing Yilan's information.

At the same time, some people cover up the truth of Jing's disappearance with the false appearance of bankruptcy.

Li Qiao closed her eyes and lowered her voice a few times. "Why do you say that the Mu family asked me to come?"

The middle-aged man licked the dry corners of his mouth, word by word, "a total of 89 people in Mu's family."

Li Qiao nodded slightly.

At the beginning, she read the files of Mu's family in the archives of the police station. The master's family, collateral relatives, confidants and servants were recorded. It was true that 89 people died miserably.

The middle-aged man didn't speak any more. He just made a strange voice.

In a flash, Li Qiao suddenly looked at him, and her eyes were full of doubts: "jingyifeng?"

"Do you understand?" The man sighed heavily, "Jing Yifeng died in Mu's home. But the list of the dead in the newspaper didn't have his name. Who do you think he died for? If it wasn't for the Mu family, who saved me from the fire and sent me here? My ancestral home is Tongliang County... "

The middle-aged man stood up on his knees and slowly moved to the yellow table in the corner.

The table was covered with transparent glass, and under it was an old picture as big as a palm. He touched it with his fingers and murmured, "after all these years, I have finally said it."

Li Qiao walked slowly to his side and looked down at the picture under the glass plate.

It's a group photo with charred marks. Two kind-hearted old people are sitting in the front row. Jing Yilan and two other handsome men are standing behind them.

One of them is the middle-aged man in front of him.

When he was young, he was slightly similar to Jing Yifeng, and his height was almost the same.

Suddenly learning that someone in the Mu family is likely to be alive, Li Qiao has mixed feelings in her heart.Even She couldn't help but wonder if it was Mu's family who gave a Chang information.

Later, Li Qiao talked with the middle-aged man for half an hour, and learned more from him.

Before he left, the man turned his back to Li Qiao. Hearing the sound of opening the door, he said in a low voice: "don't come here, son. I've told you all I know. If you want to find out the truth, you'll find out who's not on the list. Maybe everything will come out. "

....

Outside the door, Li Qiao takes two steps forward. Yu Guang glances at a Chang, and a person suddenly comes to mind.

She swallowed her throat and looked back at the barber shop. In the old lattice window, there was the rickety figure.

He said that he was Xiao Dingshan, a cousin who grew up in the Jing family.

He said that he was the only one who knew the inside story of the Mu family and the Jing family besides the murderer.

The other is probably the one who rescued him from the fire.

Li Qiao took a deep breath, took back her sight and walked to the SUV.

Ah Chang opened the door for her. Li Qiao looked at the car seat and asked inexplicably, "with your computer technology, why can't you find the source?"

"Miss seven, because the other party is using The IP address of the slum kiln. "

This sentence, a Chang tangled in the heart for a long time to choose to say.

Li Qiao stooped to get into the carriage, looked at the barber shop again, and said in a low voice, "ask ah Jie to send some people over to protect him, and don't let him have an accident."

Ah Chang sat in the front passenger's seat and answered. He started the engine and said hesitantly, "Miss seven, no one will betray you. They..."

"It's not betrayal." Li Qiao leaned against the seat, closed her eyes and kneaded her forehead. Her voice was very cold. "Someone is arranging me."

If what Xiao Dingshan said is true, then the number of Mu family's dead in those years is indeed one less.

At this time, ah Chang looks at Li Qiao obscurely. Seeing that she doesn't want to say more, she starts the car and leaves Tongliang County with her lips pursed.

As he was far away from the small town in the mountains, Li Qiao said quietly, "how is the teacher?"

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