Professor Dong asked calmly, "Why are you being polite? We came here to ask you something. Is it convenient now?"
Professor Dong sent Suihe to work in the morning and went to the space. Guan Huashu had been waiting in the space for a long time. After Professor Dong took him out to the western-style building, Guan Huashu had another meal of cold noodles. After eating and drinking, the two of them did not waste any time and went to the Public Security Bureau to find this "suspected" brother directly to ask him clearly.
Director Jiang also happened to have something to tell him, so he nodded and said, "I'm fine. I have plenty of time. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly."
"You arrested Guan Ping'an and his wife. You should have investigated all of Guan Ping'an's family members. My husband is Guan Ping'an's second son, but based on our observations over the years, my wife may not be his biological son. She may be the child of one of his enemies. I'd like to ask if the investigation has uncovered any information about this."
Director Jiang now understood why the couple came, and he also wanted to talk about this matter: "Huashu, sister-in-law, this is exactly what I want to tell you."
Then he told Guan Huashu and his wife everything that Old Lady Guan had told him.
Professor Dong wept as he listened, his heart aching for his mother-in-law. The child was stolen three days after she gave birth, and she'd driven herself mad with self-blame. How had she managed to survive all these years? His father-in-law, grandfather, and three older brothers hadn't given up searching for him for so many years. Look, this is what true family is, this is how the story of blood relatives should unfold correctly.
After crying and talking for over an hour, Director Jiang, Guan Huashu, and Professor Dong's eyes were red and swollen, and their voices were hoarse. Professor Dong had originally wanted to see Mrs. Guan, but Director Jiang persuaded him not to. They couldn't keep taking up Director Jiang's working time, so they agreed that Suihe would take him home for dinner that evening, and Guan Huashu and his wife would be waiting for him at home.
After sending the couple downstairs, Director Jiang returned to his office. Suihe immediately paid attention to him. Director Jiang patted his shoulder and said that his second uncle knew about his life experience. Suihe gritted his teeth and nodded silently.
On the same morning, a murder occurred in Guanjia Village early in the morning.
At the production team warehouse door, everyone lined up in an orderly fashion to collect farm tools and go to the fields to weed seedlings, gossiping about the day's arrest of Old Lady Guan. The scorekeeper, counting the number of people, felt a pang of gloom. No one from Old Lady Guan's family had come today. Didn't they want to live?
The village head arranged the farm work today, saying the team leader was away on business in the county. Suddenly, someone from the direction of Lao Guan's house shouted loudly, "Help!", and then there was no sound.
The village chief quickly called Dongzi, Shengzi, and several other militiamen and rushed to Lao Guan's house. People waiting in line to receive farm tools stopped queuing, and the young reporters with loudspeakers were also quite eager, following the militiamen at a rapid pace, rushing to get the latest first-hand information.
The journalists in the village have been very busy recently. They haven't had time to organize the backlog of information and share it with everyone. Now, they have new work to do.
The door of Lao Guan's house was closed. Dongzi jumped up the wall in a few steps, climbed over and opened the door from the inside of the yard. After the village chief brought people in, they saw Guan Laosan's wife Zhang Cuihua lying in the yard covered in blood. No one else was seen. The whole family was hiding in their own rooms.
Even after someone died, they still hid in their own den. How can this family still be called human? The village chief was really impressed by this family.
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