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Lu Yao felt dizzy for a while, and almost couldn't stand still.

died
Mou Zhiping died just like that.

How did he die?

Do not.
She won't believe it. She has worked so hard for so long just to pursue a little truth, but now she is actually told that the person is dead.

This is impossible!

Shen Zhinan noticed Lu Yao's precarious body, and subconsciously approached Lu Yao to prevent her from falling down.

Feeling turbulent in her heart, she stared at the man in front of her, trying her best to conceal the anger and despair that was about to burst out of her eyes, "Impossible, he just returned home not long ago, how could it be so fast."

"Little girl, is your name Lu Yao?"

As soon as the conversation changed, the aunt took a closer look at Lu Yao, and suddenly shouted into the room: "Old man, come and see, is this the girl that kid Mou Zhiping talks about every day!"

What does she want to do?
She couldn't help taking a few steps back, her pale face full of doubts.

Shen Zhinan's expression was displeased, and he took a step forward indiscriminately, protecting Lu Yao behind him, staring at the surroundings vigilantly, for fear that what happened last time would happen again.

Zhou Xuan was not idle either, carefully checked the surrounding environment, and after confirming that there was no danger, he returned to the two of them.

"My dear, this is really the girl that the kid said, and she is too handsome."

An old and thick voice came into the ears of the three of them, pulling everyone's thoughts back. Lu Yao made no secret of his indifference. Now she only cares about Mou Zhiping's life and death.

If this person dies, will this case become a no-solve case with his departure?

No.

The teacher's death, General Su's eyes, this matter can never be left alone!
The exhaustion all over her body dissipated, her rationality told her not to be impulsive, but her body reacted ahead of time, she suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the woman's hand, and asked, "Are you lying, how could Mou Zhiping Die, tell me where he is!"

"Lu Yao, calm down!" Shen Zhinan hugged Lu Yao with an ugly expression, trying to calm her down.

Lu Yao looked at him viciously, and pushed him away mercilessly, and she continued to ask: "Answer me, where is Mou Zhiping?!"

"Oh my God, this girl is crazy." The aunt was frightened and backed away again and again, "I have already said that Mou Zhiping died, and you didn't believe it."

The uncle supported the aunt and sighed heavily, since you are Xiaoping's friends, come in and talk. "

Lu Yao, what are you doing, can't even do the most basic calmness?

Calm down and don't let your emotions sway you!

She warned herself that her trembling body slowly returned to normal.

The exhaustion of the day, coupled with this sudden stimulation, at this moment, she was standing on the edge of an emotional cliff, teetering.

All the houses in the country seemed to be the same. Entering this room, Lu Yao had the illusion that he had come to the old man Zhen's house.

The couple poured water for the three of them. Shen Zhinan glanced at it, and then pushed the water aside, "You two, I'm sorry, but caring makes chaos. We are friends of Mou Zhiping. When we heard this news suddenly, we couldn't accept it for a while, and lost control of our emotions. , you don't mind."

Among other things, Shen Zhinan is really good at telling nonsense with his eyes open.

Zhou Xuan followed Shen Zhinan's words and continued: "Uncle and Auntie, is what you said just now true?"

Listening to their questions, the couple sighed and nodded, and the aunt looked at Lu Yao with regret again.

"If only you had come earlier, I could see him for the last time." Thinking of something, the aunt reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, "This child will hold Lu Yao's photo in his arms until he dies."

Lu Yao was taken aback.

Holding her picture until death?

Are you kidding me?
She calmed down, even though she was puzzled, she remained calm, "How did he die?"

The aunt shook her head, "We don't know the specific situation. A week ago, he came back in the middle of the night. His health was not very good, and he passed away within a few days."

"It's strange to say that his family doesn't hold a funeral. His mother said it was the child's intention and hurriedly buried it. I saw that day with my own eyes. The child was wearing a thin coat and holding your photo in his hand. It was buried in such a hurry," said the uncle.

Shen Zhinan's face darkened at this moment, he couldn't help but look back at Lu Yao, but Lu Yao didn't notice his gaze.

She frowned, "Auntie, is his mother the only one in Mou Zhiping's family?"

Take the bamboo shoots!
He didn't want anything, and just buried her with her photo. Did Mou Zhiping want her to go down early to accompany him?

The aunt nodded to indicate that was the case, and pointed to a family not far ahead, "It's that family. Since the child died, his mother's body has also collapsed, but I heard that the child brought back a sum of money. That's terrible." It’s not a small sum, and he even bought a house in the city for his mother, who knows how he died.”

What he said was true, flies do not bite seamless eggs, these words should have a certain degree of credibility, true or false, believable or not.

At this point, Lu Yao had finished asking what she wanted to ask, she remained silent, looking at Mou Zhiping's house from the window, her thoughts had already gone far away.

If he is really dead, can this case continue to be investigated?
No one can give her an answer, not even in her own heart.

Confusion filled the whole body.

She didn't know, from the beginning to the end, Shen Zhinan looked at her with an inexplicable gaze.

Seeing that the two of them didn't respond, Zhou Xuan took up the conversation, "Thank you two, it's getting late, let's go to his house first, and come over to chat with you another day."

"Go and talk to his mother more, once this child dies, his mother probably won't want to live anymore."
In the countryside, a woman's misfortune is nothing more than the loss of her husband when she was young, the loss of a son in middle age, and the loss of a white-haired man to a black-haired man. Mou Zhiping's mother has experienced all of these, and she can survive until now. She must have reached her limit.

The three of them came out and continued to move towards Mou Zhiping's house. This time, Shen Zhinan talked less, and didn't even say a word.

Lu Yao's mind was full of the details of the case, and he didn't pay attention to these, which made Zhou Xuan suffer. The weather was obviously not cold, but standing between these two people, he really felt a bit of coolness.

Can you two stop doing this and not say a word at night, it's scary.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the courage to say this.

This has been stalemate, halfway through the journey, Shen Zhinan finally couldn't hold back his voice, "Unexpectedly, there is such a relationship between you and Mou Zhiping."

Lu Yao didn't hear his voice-over, and said, "There's no relationship, just a few conversations."

"He chased you?"

As soon as the topic changed, his question changed.

Lu Yao frowned, "That's right."

Mou Zhiping has an advantage, although he was rejected when he expressed his feelings to her, but his mentality has not changed, if Lu Yao had to evaluate him.

She would say that a modest gentleman is nothing more than that.

Shen Zhinan chuckled, eyes full of disdain and sarcasm, "I can't see that you are quite popular, and when someone dies, they will be buried with your photo."

The fingers of Lu Yao's hands trembled slightly, remembering what he was recalling, and said slowly, "He said before that I and him are the same kind of people, he didn't think it before, and he doesn't think it now,"

If what they have in common is family environment and poverty, then she admits it.

But in terms of mentality, she doesn't admit it?

After struggling for so many years, she finally made herself look human. She would not end her life easily, even if she was sick, she had to give it a go.

Unlike Mou Zhiping, before Death announced the result, he couldn't wait to report.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but sweat for Lu Yao.

Lu Yao was stunned to hear such a strong smell of vinegar.

Worrying IQ!