"Do you know any hotels nearby?" Feng Momo asked.
"Guang'an City's hotels don't provide food right now," Ma Xiaoming said. "Why don't you all come to my house for a meal before leaving? The food at the supply point is just filling, not delicious."
Wang Xiaohai was about to refuse, but Feng Momo had already agreed, so he had no choice but to remain silent.
The car turned from the main road to the small road, with tall buildings standing on both sides, beautiful and prosperous.
"This planet has developed to this level in just twenty years?" Wang Xiaohai exclaimed in admiration.
"That's still relatively late," Feng Momo said. "I heard there was a planet that was just discovered, and within two years it was already densely packed with skyscrapers. Real estate developers' construction robots are very efficient. But my home planet isn't very popular with real estate developers because the sun is a red supergiant. Most real estate developers believe that even if they build houses, they won't be able to rent them for many years. So only a few real estate developers choose to invest in this planet. They believe that even the smallest mosquito is still meat."
Wang Xiaohai felt that with the technology of the Seven Diamond Super System, it would be no problem to transform a planet into a technological planet in one day. Of course, it depended on the evaluation scores and attention paid by various institutions to the planet. For a planet like Feng Momo’s hometown, which was about to be destroyed, the attention it paid could almost be ignored.
"Feng Momo, I have something to tell you. Please don't be sad when you hear it." Wang Xiaohai continued to use the sound barrier in the car.
"Are you leaving? Go ahead, I'm not sad at all." Feng Momo said.
"No, it's not that. I suspect the fire that killed your parents was not a natural disaster, but man-made." Wang Xiaohai said something earth-shattering.
Feng Momo stood there for a long moment before slowly speaking, "You think it's fun to lie to me, don't you? Are you making fun of me?"
"I walked into your shabby wooden house earlier and noticed that the degree of burnt inside was different. The inside was completely black, while the outside was less charred." Wang Xiaohai's eyes flashed with wisdom. "This shows that the fire started from inside the house. The government personnel from the Seven Diamond Super System disrupted space and caused a fireball. If it had hit near your house, the fire would have started outside. If it had hit inside, we should have noticed it when we were cleaning up the house just now. But I watched you guys clean up the house the whole time, and there was no meteor or meteor. So the fire in your house was man-made."
"You..." Feng Momo shook his head and said, "You really think of yourself as a detective. This is not fun at all!"
"Think carefully about what happened when you cleaned the house just now. I believe angels have good memories." Wang Xiaohai said, "Did you find the meteorite in the house?"
"You're talking nonsense! The meteorite might have been picked up by some kid out for fun over the years," Feng Momo retorted. She had always believed her parents were victims of galaxy development, that they died in an accident, but Wang Xiaohai's words completely overturned her perception.
"When you were cleaning the house just now, you saw the weeds inside. It clearly doesn't look like anyone has been in there," said Wang Xiaohai.
"Stop talking, I don't want to hear you anymore!" Feng Momo yelled, and the car jumped for a moment, as if the tire had stepped on a big rock!
The three of them came to the underground parking lot of a commercial residential area. After Ma Xiaoming parked the car, the three of them followed Ma Xiaoming to room 405 of the community.
Ma Xiaoming used his card to open the door. As soon as the door opened, a little girl suddenly threw herself into his arms and said, "Dad, you're home!"
Feng Momo seemed a little surprised and murmured, "Are you married?"
"Yes, I'm already 31 years old, how can I not get married?" Ma Xiaoming carried his daughter into the house, where his wife was cooking.
Wang Xiaohai looked at Feng Momo with a smile and said, "Judging from the girl's age, Ma Xiaoming probably got married when she was around 20 years old."
"Yes, my husband and I were college classmates and got married right after graduation." Ma Xiaoming's wife, who was cooking, heard Wang Xiaohai say this and immediately replied, "Xiaoming just visited an old friend's house. Are the friends he mentioned the two of you?"
Feng Momo did not have a happy dinner time. He was in a bad mood the whole time and gave people the feeling that he was worried about something.
After dinner, Ma Xiaoming put down his bowl and chopsticks, picked up his teacup, and asked Feng Momo, "Why do I feel like you're worried and unhappy?"
"Is it because the food I cooked is not to your taste?" Ma Xiaoming's wife and children asked with concern.
"No, that's not it." Feng Momo shook his head.
"What is that?" Ma Xiaoming asked.
"Yes...I found out that my parents didn't die in an accident, but were murdered." Feng Momo replied.
"ah--"
The teacup in Ma Xiaoming's hand fell to the ground, and the scalding hot tea spilled everywhere.
Mrs. Ma hurried to the kitchen to get a cotton mop and carefully mopped the oak floor clean.
"I'm sorry, this news is so shocking." Ma Xiaoming said excitedly, "Have you found out who did it?"
Feng Momo shook his head dejectedly.
"That's right. After all, decades have passed, and our hometown has changed so much that all the evidence has disappeared. Only a time machine can catch the arsonist." Ma Xiaoming comforted him, "The dead are gone, and the living are the most important. You must live happily!"
"The living are the most important." Wang Xiaohai interrupted, "Is this why you're hiding the truth?"
"I don't understand what you are saying." Ma Xiaoming wiped the sweat from his forehead with a napkin. It seemed that it was because the food was too hot.
"Don't you understand? You know who the murderer of Feng Momo's parents is, but you have been hiding it and not telling her!" Wang Xiaohai's voice seemed to have incomparable penetrating power, and every word struck Ma Xiaoming's heart.
"You...what nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly know who killed Feng Momo's parents!" Ma Xiaoming's forehead was sweating even more.
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