Chapter 33

If you say he likes the Cui family, he will often belittle Cui Daduo in his words. If you say he hates the Cui family, he will occasionally speak out to defend them and help to explain them.

It feels weird anyway.

However, Luo Jingyao did not choose to question him face to face and remained silent. Even she could notice some things, so it made no sense that Lin Jiafan would not notice anything.

Thinking of this, she took out her cell phone and started fishing with peace of mind.

Just as Luo Jingyao was sending a message to the shop assistant to ask if she had returned to the store safely, the sound of an engine came from the end of the path in front of her.

After a while, a silver-gray van appeared in everyone's sight.

Upon seeing this, the supermarket owner hurriedly ran over and successfully stopped the van before it turned into the Cui family's gate.

Because there was still some distance between that place and the supermarket, and the noise made by the vehicles was quite loud, Lin Jiafan and Luo Jingyao were unable to hear clearly what the boss and the van driver were saying.

About ten seconds later, the supermarket owner turned around and waved at them vigorously.

Lin Jiafan stood up straight, exchanged a glance with Luo Jingyao and the other two, then walked towards that direction.

"Officer, this is Cui Jiafu and his wife. Don't worry, I have already told them the purpose of your visit. They will definitely cooperate with the police." The supermarket owner smiled and took credit.

I really have to admit that he is a wonderful person. As expected, being able to run an "intelligence station" in the village is not as simple as it seems.

In Luo Jingyao's opinion, it was just the police coming to ask questions, which was not a big deal at all.

It was such an insignificant little thing, but the supermarket owner used it to please both sides, as if he played a big role in it.

Seeing the three of them approaching, Cui Jiafu, who was sitting in the driver's seat, politely raised his hand and said, "Hello, officers. Please wait a moment while I go in and park the car."

Lin Jiafan naturally would not disagree.

The silver-gray van slowly drove into the yard under the gaze of everyone.

Soon, Cui Jiafu came out again and greeted them warmly: "Comrade police, come in and have some tea, you have worked so hard!"

Without refusing, Lin Jiafan followed the man into the Cui family's gate.

The van had parked in the corner of the yard. The entire ground was paved with cement, looking clean and bright. The woman who had been in the passenger seat was now standing in front of the house, smiling and gesturing for them to come in and sit down.

"Don't bother us, we just came here to understand the situation and will leave after we ask." Lin Jiafan shook his head, his tone gentle but his attitude firm.

"Okay, okay, go ahead and ask. I heard Fatty Wang from the supermarket say that someone died in the village. As long as the two of us know, we will tell you everything." Cui Jiafu almost patted his chest.

"Mr. Cui, don't be nervous. How many people are there in your family?" Lin Jiafan asked in a soothing tone. The police officer next to him also took out a notebook and made a note.

"Four... four people, but my eldest daughter is married and lives in the city. She only comes back to live occasionally."

"I have another son. He went out to play with friends these two days and is not at home either." Cui Jiafu responded hesitantly.

Lin Jiafan nodded, and instead of dwelling on it, he asked something else.

It was nothing more than some gossip in the village. When Cui Jiafu mentioned this, he immediately relaxed a lot and spoke more fluently.

As for Luo Jingyao, who had been acting as a qualified background board since entering the door, she suddenly saw Lin Jiafan's hands, which had been behind his back at some point, move, and his fingertips pointed in the direction of the Cui family's two-story building.

In the blink of an eye, the pair of slender and powerful hands returned to their original state.

She was stunned for a long time, and it was hard for her not to wonder if she was mentally ill and was just dazzled.

It turned out that the owner of those hands seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, as if he saw through her hesitation, and his slender fingers moved again.

She suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. Luo Jingyao didn't quite understand why. She thought the other party thought she was a member of the special case investigation team or something, and was using her in a strange way.

Even if they want to use it, they should express their demands clearly, right? Who can they expect to be the worm in their stomach just by moving their fingertips?

Luo Jingyao couldn't help but feel angry, but subconsciously looked in the direction of the man's finger, and saw Cui Jiafu's wife who had been standing by the door.

She endured it again and again, and finally took a deep breath, put on a kind expression, and walked towards the two-story building in front of her.

"Sister-in-law, I'm so sorry, could you please give me a glass of water?"

Luo Jingyao is naturally well-behaved and has a sweet voice. She also tries to please people by deliberately pinching her voice, so it is difficult for people to be on guard against her.

Cui Jiafu's wife took two seconds to react, then enthusiastically led her into the house: "Yes, yes, it was originally prepared for you, but the two officers outside were so polite."

As soon as she entered the door, what caught Luo Jingyao's eyes was a fairly spacious living room with an old-fashioned wooden sofa and coffee table. The background wall in front was a landscape painting made of tiles, and a TV was hung in the center of the waterfall.

"Come, officer, have some water." The woman walked to the coffee table, picked up a bottle of mineral water and handed it over.

After taking the water, unscrewing it and drinking two sips, Luo Jingyao waved her hands fearfully: "Sister-in-law, I'm not a police officer. I was just pulled here temporarily because the police were short of manpower."

"No wonder, I said you look so young and beautiful, you really don't look like a police officer." Cui Jiafu's wife did not suspect anything and subconsciously thought she was a worker from the street or a government department.

After all, such a big thing happened in Bo'an Village, so it is normal for the higher-level agencies to send people to assist the police in handling some matters.

"Sister-in-law, you're praising me so much that I feel embarrassed." Luo Jingyao's expression was a little shy. She turned her head to glance out the window and complained, "I've been following them for quite some time, and every household asks the same questions."

“I can almost recite it.”

After saying that, she walked around the living room very measuredly, and her eyes finally stopped on the wine cabinet next to the TV.

There are several photo frames on the partition in the middle of the wine cabinet. After counting the heads in the photos, they should be family portraits.

"This is my daughter, and the one next to her is my son." Cui Jiafu's wife hadn't known when she came up behind her. Seeing her curiosity, she raised her hand and introduced them: "This is an old photo from ten years ago."

Luo Jingyao didn't miss the nostalgia in the woman's eyes. After a moment's thought, she flattered her: "You haven't changed at all."

"Little girls are good at coaxing people with their mouths. My daughter is married and has children. How can I still be the same as when I was young?" Although she said so, Cui Jiafu's wife's eyebrows and eyes showed a hint of joy.

Seeing that she was not disgusted, Luo Jingyao took advantage of the heat and said a few more words, which quickly narrowed the distance between them.

The two of them started chatting back and forth.

Most of the time it was the woman who spoke intermittently, and Luo Jingyao only occasionally found a chance to express her own opinions, which made both the host and the guests enjoy themselves.

What Cui Jiafu's wife talked about most was some basic information about Bo'an Village. The information revealed in her words was rather scattered, and it was either gossip about other people's families or other people's families. It was difficult to extract any useful points from them.

The woman seldom mentioned her family situation and her two children. Even if she accidentally mentioned them, she would immediately change the subject with an embarrassed look.

It's really strange.

It seemed that everyone in Bo'an Village, including Cui Da's parents, had strange reactions when this person was mentioned.

Luo Jingyao's eyes fell on the family photo in the wine cabinet again. The boy in the photo was just over ten years old, with a buzz cut, a little fat, and ordinary looks, with a hint of childishness on his face.

Unable to suppress her curiosity about Cui Da, she became even more curious.

No matter how anxious she was in her heart, Luo Jingyao still appeared to be listening attentively until there was a knock on the door and Lin Jiafan's tall figure appeared vaguely behind the bead curtain hanging on the door.

"It's time to go."

Luo Jingyao responded simply and quickly stood up from the sofa. Unexpectedly, her feet slipped and she was about to fall to the side!

Cui Jiafu's wife screamed subconsciously and quickly reached out to help her.

Fortunately, the two people were close to each other, and Luo Jingyao successfully climbed onto one of the woman's shoulders and stood up again with the other's support.

He withdrew his right hand as usual, which had slipped to the back of Cui Jiafu's wife at some point. His fingers rubbed against each other twice without leaving a trace. After thanking her, she left the two-story building and left the Cui family with Lin Jiafan.

On the way back, they passed by the Haixia Supermarket where they came from. Lin Jiafan greeted the boss with a smile.

It was not until they reached the deserted village road that Lin Jiafan naturally extended his hand to Luo Jingyao.

She reluctantly pulled her right hand out of her trouser pocket. If you look closely, you will find that a few strands of dry yellow hair are messily entangled between her slender fingers.

After watching Lin Jiafan put the strands of hair into the evidence bag, she handed the mineral water bottle over again. "There's Cui Jiafu's wife's fingerprint on it, and you didn't explain clearly what you wanted, so I had to get both."

A typical eating and taking.

Lin Jiafan paused his hand movements and moved his lips slightly as if he wanted to say something, but the sudden ringing of the phone interrupted his teasing that had not yet been uttered.

"Hello?"

After pressing the answer button, Guo Zhen's voice soon came from the receiver: "Captain Lin, can you come to the ancestral hall?"

"The situation... doesn't seem good..."