Chapter 149 The husband sings and the wife follows
Jun Lan: "How could he become like this?"
JJ Lin: "How should I know? Go ask him."
Jun Lan: "Have you heard anything about him recently?"
JJ Lin: "The last time I saw him was six months ago. He still looked like a drug addict, with cloudy, lifeless eyes, a thin body, a pale complexion, and tattoos on his hands. But he seemed to have made a fortune and paid off all the money he owed us. Alas, seeing how dejected he looked, after all, we'd been classmates for so many years, I couldn't help but ask about his recent situation."
Junlan: "What did he say?"
JJ Lin: "He said he might have been betrayed. If he died, he told me to go to the big banyan tree at my old school, dig out the iron box and hand it over to the police. That would fulfill his wish."
Jun Lan: "So what do you think about this?"
JJ Lin: "You believe what drug addicts say? They're just trying to trick people. I wouldn't care about them."
Jun Lan: "Then do you know where he lives?"
JJ Lin: "How can a gangster like him have a fixed residence? I only know where his parents live. They live in Room 301 of the Nanqiaohe Paper Factory dormitory. Do you want me to take you there?"
Jun Lan: "That would be the best."
At this moment, JJ Lin's phone rang.
"Hey, I haven't even been out for half an hour. Why are you rushing me? What? The boss is back? Help me drag him away first, I'll be right back."
After hanging up the phone, JJ Lin quickly got up and walked out
"Oh, Junlan, I'm so sorry. I have something to do and I have to leave first. If you have anything else, please call me. We'll get together again when you have time. Bye."
Jun Lan actually wanted to continue talking to him, but seeing how anxious he looked, she couldn't say anything and could only say "Oh".
After watching him walk away, Jun Lan uttered, "Alas, actually, I wanted to tell you that Mo Xiaoyi might be dead."
Jun Lan lowered her head again to drink her coffee. Suddenly, a familiar figure stood in front of her. She looked up and saw that it was Yang Ning.
He sat down and said, "I told you not to drink that coffee and to drink more milk, but you refused to listen."
Yang Ning picked up her half-empty cup of coffee and poured it into the plant next to her.
Jun Lan: "Don't do that. You'll kill the plant. Why are you here?"
Yang Ning: "I really want to say it's a coincidence, but I don't want to lie to you. Nangong called me and told me you were going out to investigate something. I was worried so I followed you out. Who was that person just now?"
Jun Lan: "His name is JJ Lin and he is my high school classmate. I just found out today that the skeleton in Nangong's house might be my high school class monitor - Mo Xiaoyi. They were good brothers in high school, so I decided to find him to talk about some things about Mo Xiaoyi." Then, Jun Lan told Yang Ning everything that JJ Lin had just told her.
She said anxiously, "Should we go to the school to dig out the tin box or go to his parents' house to find out more about the situation first?"
Yang Ning: "Of course, we should go to his parents' house to find out first. You haven't even confirmed whether he's truly dead or not."
Jun Lan: "Then I'll listen to you. Let's go to his parents' house first to find out more about the situation."
When they arrived at the paper mill dormitory, they asked the security guard, "Uncle, do you know where Mo Xiaoyi's home is?"
He watched them for a long time before saying, "Go straight up the third staircase and you'll see what's going on up to the third floor. Are you here to pay your respects to him?"
Jun Lan was stunned for a moment: "He...he is really dead?"
The guard said, "He's dead, and his family is still preparing for the funeral. You seem to be a respectable family. You were his classmates, right?"
Jun Lan nodded: "Yes, has anyone else been here besides us?"
Outside the door: "Except for a few policemen, there's no one else. When he was powerful, he had a bunch of followers following him everywhere. Now that he's dead, not even a decent person would come to see him. I watched this kid grow up, and he was led astray by those bad friends. It's a pity. He's his only son. God is really blind."
Yang Ning pulled Jun Lan up to the third floor.
The door of the house on the left was not closed, and from inside came the smell of ashes from burning paper money and the sound of a woman crying.
As soon as they entered the house, the man of the house asked sternly, "Who are you? If you are his former brothers or thugs, please leave immediately. You are not welcome here."
Jun Lan: "Uncle, you misunderstood, we are his classmates."
The woman wiped away her tears and said, "Oh, it's his classmates. You're so thoughtful. Given his condition, all his former friends and classmates would have avoided him long ago. You're the only ones who dared to come and see him."
Jun Lan: "It happened so suddenly. We basically didn't know what happened to him, otherwise we would have come to see him off."
Suddenly, the hostess looked Junlan up and down for a long time before saying, "Excuse me for asking, but are you Lin Junlan?"
Yang Ning: "How did you know?"
The hostess said: "I am Xiao Yi's mother. She looks like me, so much like me. He drew her so much like me."
Jun Lan: "Auntie, what are you talking about?"
The host said: "His room is over there. You will know when you go in."
They walked in the direction he pointed, and saw a clean desk covered with pencil sketches of Junlan wearing her high school uniform.
Yang Ning picked up a sketch, looked at it, and compared it with Jun Lan's face and said, "You haven't changed much since you were in high school."
Jun Lan said with some fear, "Aren't you angry at all?"
Yang Ning: "Why would I be jealous of a dead person? You two haven't been in touch for so long. If it weren't for Nangong's matter, we would never have known in this lifetime that there was someone who secretly liked you behind your back."
Jun Lan: "At that time, it was just the recklessness of youth, the innocent and naive feelings that developed in youth."
Yang Ning: "But that was the purest feeling. It's useless to talk about it now. Let's go burn some incense for him."
After Jun Lan and Yang Ning burned incense for Mo Xiaoyi, Jun Lan began to comfort Mo Xiaoyi's mother.
"Auntie, don't be sad anymore. Squad Leader Xiao Yi definitely doesn't want to see you like this. You must take care of yourselves."
Mo Xiaoyi's mother brushed her hair away from her forehead and said, "Thank you, you're so thoughtful. Is this man your husband?"
Jun Lan: "Auntie, your observation skills are really good."
Xiao Yi's mother said, "After a certain age, I've eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. If you can't see this, I've lived for so many years in vain. Sir, please don't mind. Xiao Yi did tell us that your wife is married and that you two have a good relationship. He has kept this feeling hidden in his heart all these years. He has never thought of destroying your family. This time, we only dared to tell you this because he is no longer with us."
Yang Ning: "Auntie, it's okay. I don't mind. By the way, I want to ask, according to my wife and her classmates, Mo Xiaoyi should have been a promising young man since he was young. How did he end up like this?"
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