"Why do you like this little backpack? I bought it at the market today. Since you like it so much, I'll give it to you."
Lin Jiu gave the torn small bag to the bald man.
The bald man cried while holding a small bag. "My daughter used to carry the same bag, but she's no longer alive. Three years ago, when she was in elementary school, I was busy after get off work and didn't pick her up. The next day, when I found her, there was only her cold body left, and she had been..."
The white-haired old man let go of the bald man.
The bald man sat on a rock by the roadside, clutching his shoulder bag and crying uncontrollably. "I'm a foreman on a construction site now, and I'm working to find the murderer. My daughter was dragged to the construction site that year."
Lin Jiu handed him a napkin.
"But even though I have over 1,000 men under my command, we still haven't found that scumbag."
"What's your name?" Lin Jiu took out his cell phone.
"My name is Xie Ding." He rubbed his already bald head. "Isn't this name very unlucky? It made me bald now."
"Your WeChat?"
Xie Ding: “?”
"You must have had a difficult time these past few years. Investigating your daughter's murderer will cost a lot of money. Today at the casino, I was wrong to win your money. Now I'm transferring the money to you and giving you some more, a total of one million. I hope this can help you find the murderer as soon as possible."
Xie Ding looked at the zeros on his WeChat account, his hands shaking.
"Okay, we're already WeChat friends. If you need any help, just contact me on WeChat."
During the few minutes that Lin Jiu was transferring the money to Xie Ding, the white-haired old man had already reconnected the migrant worker's dislocated arm.
This old man is Lin Jiu’s neighbor in the slums, Mr. Qiu.
Lin Jiu's kung fu was taught by Mr. Qiu. Mr. Qiu was a special forces soldier when he was young, so he was very skilled.
Later, he stayed in the capital to take care of his daughter. Now that the child is in elementary school, Mr. Qiu has returned to his hometown in the slums of Bincheng.
It just so happened that Lin Jiu was going to Nanyang this time, and he also took his master, Mr. Qiu, to travel to Nanyang.
But Mr. Qiu insisted on protecting Lin Jiu's safety at all times.
After Mr. Qiu finished reattaching the migrant workers' arms, he disappeared.
Lin Jiu knew that Mr. Qiu would protect her secretly whenever he had time.
drop!
A message popped up on WeChat.
Chairman Yu: [Jiuer, I'm home. Where are you?]
Nine: [Grandma, I just arrived at Tsinghua and I'm a little curious. I'm out shopping and will be back soon.]
Chairman Yu: [Jiuer, you've just arrived in Qingna, and there are dangers everywhere. Send me your location now and don't move. I'll have the driver pick you up immediately.]
Nine: [Okay, grandma. well behaved.jpg]
Chairman Yu: [By the way, Jiuer, your uncle has returned to Qingna. You know him as Tang Li, but I didn't reveal your identity before, so he doesn't know you're his niece.]
Nine: [Okay, grandma, when my uncle comes home, I will do whatever you say.]
Tang Li and Tang Ji have different personalities. Tang Li is more particular about etiquette, while Tang Ji is straightforward.
Although Tang Li was domineering in the Lin Group, he was very polite in front of the Tang family.
So when Tang Li returned to Qingna from Bincheng, the first thing he did was to visit Old Lady Tang at her home.
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