Chapter 392
Although the man in front of him was highly suspicious, Cheng Hui did not immediately convict him.
"Hello, we have something to ask you."
Although the man in front of him was highly suspicious, Cheng Hui did not convict him immediately, but asked him politely.
"What's up?"
The man seemed calm, but Cheng Hui always felt that there was something strange in the way he looked at Ma Yao.
"Well, there's been a murder downstairs. I'm wondering if you heard or saw anything."
The man waved his hand impatiently: "I've been staying at home the whole time, how would I know what happened downstairs? Is there anything else? If not, I'm going home."
"etc!"
He was about to close the door but was stopped by Cheng Hui. Cheng Hui gradually restrained the smile on his face. Just now, he smelled a faint smell of blood. Although it was not obvious, it still aroused his suspicion.
"Excuse me, do you know Aunt Ma downstairs?"
"Who? Aunt Ma? I don't know. I don't know her." The man denied it directly.
"You are lying! I saw you talking to my mother." Ma Yao said immediately.
The look he had in his eyes when he looked at the man had changed from vigilance to hatred. The moment he heard the man lie, he was certain that the man must be the beast who killed his mother.
Cheng Hui patted Ma Yao's shoulder, signaling him to calm down. Then he looked at the middle-aged man with a forced smile: "I wonder if you can explain why you lied."
The middle-aged man was a little flustered, but he quickly became confident and righteous: "What nonsense are you talking about, you little bastard! What, he said he had seen it, so he saw it, don't you want evidence?"
"You!" Ma Yao pointed at him, his eyes red, but he really couldn't find any evidence for the moment.
Cheng Hui also had a headache, but he quickly thought of a solution and secretly gave Ning Junfei a wink.
This guy had been hanging out with Cheng Hui from the very beginning. He was very smart and loyal. After receiving Cheng Hui's hint, his eyes rolled and he suddenly cried out, clutching his stomach and yelling, "Oh no! I have diarrhea! Can I use the restroom?"
Before he finished speaking, the man pushed the middle-aged man aside and ran in.
Ning Junfei's action was so sudden that even the middle-aged man was not expecting it. When he reacted and wanted to chase him, Cheng Hui stood in front of him firmly: "Don't leave in a hurry, don't you want evidence? At least listen to what Ma Yao has to say!"
"You little bastard, get out of the way!" The middle-aged man suddenly became anxious and reached out to push Cheng Hui.
Lin Qingqiu grabbed his wrist and the middle-aged man screamed in pain.
"Watch your mouth and don't touch me!" he said coldly.
The middle-aged man was sweating from the pain, covering his wrist and wailing. He was cursing and saying that he would make Cheng Hui pay for it.
Cheng Hui didn't care. He didn't do anything. Even if he went to the survivor base established by the country, no one would bother him because of his disappearance.
"Brother Cheng! Brother Ma! Come quickly!"
Ning Junfei's voice came from the room.
The middle-aged man's face changed drastically. Cheng Hui and Ma Yao immediately squeezed in. The middle-aged man wanted to stop them, but he felt as if his wrist was clamped by a pair of pliers and he couldn't move.
"You...ah!" He wanted to curse, but he felt a sharp pain as soon as he reacted, and finally he could only shut his mouth unwillingly.
Lin Qingqiu pulled the middle-aged man into the house and saw Ning Junfei holding a bag of flour and showing it to Ma Yao and the others.
"What are you doing? Those are all mine!" The middle-aged man's eyes rolled, and a plan came to mind. He began to cry and shout: "Someone is stealing things! Someone is stealing food! Is there any law in the world? They are trying to kill us ordinary people!"
The man's crying soon attracted a lot of onlookers.
Seeing Cheng Hui and others in the room, the neighbors did not choose to "speak up for justice" as the man thought, but instead watched calmly.
Cheng Hui was actually not surprised at all that his neighbors would make such a choice.
After all, those who like to gossip or point fingers at others from a moral high ground are not completely brainless. When Cheng Hui's existence is related to their own safety, they will naturally be biased in their hearts.
It would do them no good to blame Cheng Hui now, but rather great harm. No one is a fool, and of course they won't speak casually.
What's more, everyone was watching the situation at the scene, but no one stepped forward to seek justice for the middle-aged man.
"You're talking nonsense! I didn't steal anything, it was clearly you, you thief and murderer!"
Cheng Hui and the others remained calm, but Ning Junfei couldn't help but yell.
The middle-aged man didn't respond and just kept crying, saying that they were stealing his things.
Ning Junfei was furious at the scrutiny of the neighbors around him, and he wanted to punch the man twice, but he was holding Ma Yao, whose eyes were red. He had become like this after seeing the bag of flour. If Ning Junfei hadn't held him back, he might have stabbed the man twice.
Cheng Hui patted Ning Junfei, signaling him to calm down and make sure to control Ma Yao.
There are quite a lot of people watching around. If Cheng Hui doesn't want to disrupt the order he has established, he must abide by certain rules.
The man had basically been sentenced to death by him, but catching the man was not the point. The point was to find evidence that he had committed murder.
So he signaled Ning Junfei to calm down and asked him to tell the origin of the bag of flour.
Ning Junfei was a young man with good articulation. After understanding Cheng Hui's meaning, he told everyone that a murder had occurred downstairs. Because this man was a suspect, they came to look for clues. But when they found the clues, the middle-aged man acted like a spoiled child and refused to admit it.
"Why do you say that the flour is yours? I said that the flour is mine!" The middle-aged man deliberately muttered in a low voice.
The neighbors also turned their attention to the flour. The flour bag was very ordinary and there was nothing special about it. These people had some food stored at home. It was not convincing to accuse someone of stealing based on just one bag.
Ning Junfei rolled his eyes at the man. "Humph! Idiot! Would I have taken out the bag if I didn't have any evidence? This bag of flour wasn't actually bought by Ma Yao. We found it the day before yesterday when we were tidying up those empty rooms. It was Brother Cheng who gave it to Ma Yao. I remember it very clearly. The bag was placed in the corner of that family's cupboard. There was a rusty nail there, and the rust stuck to the bag. You can't say that you happened to have a rusty nail at home, right?"
The middle-aged man had never expected such a thing to happen. He was stunned for a moment, then said with a specious excuse: "I didn't see any rust at all. This bag of flour was exchanged with a woman downstairs."
"I'll kill you!" When Ma Yao heard the man still quibbling, he picked up a knife and rushed towards him.
"Murder! Murder!" The middle-aged man ran away with his head in his hands, and Lin Qingqiu, who had originally clamped him, inadvertently let go of his hand.
He had just run two steps when he was tripped by a leg that Li Qiuqiu, who had been watching coldly, stretched out 'accidentally', and fell flat on his face.
The machete in Ma Yao's hand hit him right between his legs, just a little bit short of cutting off his fifth limb.
Cheng Hui saw Lin Qingqiu immediately grab Ma Yao and accurately control the landing point of the machete, and silently gave him a thumbs up.
When the middle-aged man saw that the machete was only a short distance away from him, his penis immediately became wet and a foul smell came out. The people around him could not help but step back and hide far away.
"Calm down. If he is the murderer, we will not let him go." Cheng Hui grabbed Ma Yao and comforted him softly.
He was basically certain in his heart that this man was the murderer, but he could not die at Ma Yao's hands. Instead, he had to be tried before being executed.
Even if he is in charge of this trial, this process is necessary.
Ma Yao's eyes were bloodshot and he was gasping for breath. What he wanted to do most was undoubtedly to kill this bastard immediately, but he did hear what Cheng Hui said.
He tightly closed his eyes, took a few quick breaths, then opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll listen to you, Brother Cheng!"
Just when Cheng Hui thought that the matter was almost settled, the middle-aged man suddenly started cursing, as if he had been frightened and had just recovered.
"You damned ungrateful little bastard! I should have killed you back then! You're just as ungrateful as that bastard! How dare you lay a hand on your father! Why doesn't God send down thunder to strike you dead!"
Everyone: ...
There were so many things revealed in the middle-aged man's words that even Cheng Hui was stunned.
Ma Yao looked at the man in disbelief and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Bullshit! My dad died a long time ago!"
The middle-aged man was still cursing, "I'm your father! If I hadn't slept with that stinky bitch, how would you have been born? What's wrong with me taking some of your things? You should honor me with that!"
Ma Yao was completely shocked and looked at the middle-aged man as if he was looking at a monster.
The middle-aged man probably felt that Ma Yao was intimidated by him. After all, the fact that he was his father was indisputable. He even felt that the things he did were family matters and no one else had to worry about them.
Lin Qingqiu suddenly asked, "If you just took something, it would be fine, but why did you kill someone?"
The middle-aged man paused, and Ma Yao also came back to his senses from the huge shock. Yes, things are not important at all. What is important is his mother. His mother died at the hands of this man.
Seeing the hatred in Ma Yao's eyes, the middle-aged man immediately said, "That bitch! I slept with her before, yet she still dared to reject my proposal. She didn't even think about who would marry a slut who'd been slept with before! And she even dared to run so far away! Luckily, a neighbor spotted her and informed me, otherwise she would have really gotten away!"
"You!... Is this how you treat my mother?" Ma Yao stared at him with bloodshot eyes, murderous intent emanating from his body.
The middle-aged man felt bad, but he still stiffened his neck and said, "She's just a woman. If it weren't for the fact that she gave birth to a son for me and can make money for me, a restless woman like this should be thrown into a pig cage! I'm doing this for your sake. Look, it's the end of the world now, and that bitch is not in good health. She's clearly a burden to you. Instead of wasting resources on her, why not give her to me!"
Ma Yao closed his eyes tightly, not wanting to talk anymore. He was worried that if he continued talking to this man, he would be unable to control himself and kill him.
He felt deeply sorry for his mother. His mother was so kind, why did she meet such a bastard?
He finally understood why his mother worked so hard but could never save any money. It turned out that all the money was taken away by this man!
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