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"Okay, then do you know exactly where her house is?" There was a subtle hint of urgency in his casual tone.
The young security guard was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the factory director to ask this, but he still answered honestly: "I know, her house is at the east end of the village, the second house near the creek. There's a big locust tree at the door, very easy to spot."
He nodded, understanding the situation. He stood up and patted the young security guard on the shoulder to reassure him, "Don't worry. What happened this morning has nothing to do with you. Just focus on your work. However, you still need to be more careful at work in the future. After all, the safety of the factory depends on everyone."
Upon hearing this, the young security guard's eyes flashed with gratitude and he nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, Director. I will definitely pay attention."
After leaving the gate, Suihe drove straight to Yunjia Village, where Yunhua lived. On the way, he repeatedly pondered the possible connection between Yunhua and Cui Wanxiu, but he couldn't figure it out. Could it really be a malicious revenge without any grudge? There must be something hidden behind this.
It was already afternoon when we arrived at Yunjia Village. The sun shone obliquely on the village paths, casting a golden veil over the quiet village. Following the young security guard's description, Suihe quickly found Yunhua's home.
Standing under the big locust tree, Suihe took a deep breath and knocked on the wooden door of Yunhua's house. There was a sound of light footsteps from inside, and then the door slowly opened, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman, obviously Yunhua's mother.
"Hello, I'm Suihe, the director of the factory where Yunhua works. May I ask if Yunhua is at home? I want to ask her about something." Suihe tried his best to make his tone sound calm and formal.
Yunhua's mother was surprised when she heard this, and then she made way. "Oh, it's the factory director. Please come in. Yunhua...she's not feeling well today, so she's taking a leave to rest at home."
Suihe's heart moved, but he kept a straight face as he followed Yunhua's mother into the house. The house was simply furnished but tidy, with a faint smell of medicine in the air, which seemed to confirm Yunhua's mother's words.
"Where is Yunhua? Can I see her?" Suihe went straight to the point.
Yunhua's mother hesitated for a moment, but eventually led Suihe to the inner room. Yunhua lay in bed, pale, with a wet towel on her forehead. She certainly looked ill. However, when her eyes met Suihe's, she couldn't conceal the complex emotions that flashed through them.
Suihe didn't expose her immediately, but found an excuse to talk to Yunhua's mother for a few words, trying to get more information from her side. However, Yunhua's mother seemed to know nothing about it, and just repeatedly emphasized that Yunhua worked hard and had a gentle personality, and it was impossible for her to do anything out of the ordinary.
Suihe didn't say it directly. After all, he hadn't seen Yunhua yet. He just told the old woman not to worry and sent her to cook.
After entering the house, Suihe finally saw Yunhua.
Yunhua never expected Suihe to come to her house. Her inner joy almost gave her away. Suihe watched Yunhua pretending to be calm as he walked to the bedside, looking at her deeply. "Yunhua, what's wrong with you? I'm here to ask you something. I believe you're a smart person and you know why I'm here today. I hope you can honestly tell me how much you know about Cui Wanxiu's poisoning?"