Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Although Lin Jingyu is getting older, he still has a warm heart.

Seeing that Su Chen looked like a liar, his sense of justice suddenly overflowed.

But he also knows that to catch a thief, you have to catch the stolen goods.

Without proof or evidence, he said that Su Chen was a liar, and even the street vendors and passersby didn't believe him.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

Before Su Chen could put the newspaper up, Lin Jingyu asked, "Brother, how much do you think this is?"

How much?

I really hadn't thought about this before.

While Su Chen was thinking, his eyes caught a glimpse of the per capita salary in the newspaper, which was more than two thousand per year.

That's about two hundred yuan a month.

Su Chen quickly came up with an idea: "Twenty yuan."

"Twenty yuan?" Lin Jingyu's mouth twitched.

Isn’t it too expensive to catch a thief?

A small book on his stall only costs 20 cents, and for 20 yuan he would have to sell a hundred small books.

But then I think about it, doesn’t it say “no money required”?

Don’t worry, you don’t have to pay if you specify it yourself.

Soon he became confident: "Can you count everything?"

Su Chen smiled at him, nodded, and said, "Brother, if you lend me the newspaper and pen and ink, I'll do this for free."

Sugar-coated bullets, definitely sugar-coated bullets.

Want to bribe me? No way.

I will reveal your true colors in a moment.

Thinking of Lin Jingyu, he coughed lightly: "Then..."

What is it?

My life is going smoothly, there really is nothing to worry about, wealth? still……

Lin Jingyu's eyes quickly fell on the old woman sitting blankly at the head of the house not far away, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, yes!

"Grandma." He called.

The old woman in the distance was obviously still in a daze. Lin Jingyu shouted three or five times but nothing happened, so he simply ran over and pulled her over.

"Brother, grandma's daughter is missing. Please help her figure out where she is."

After hearing this, the old woman's eyes finally regained focus and suddenly lit up. However, when she saw Su Chen, her eyes immediately dimmed again.

Lin Jingyu felt a little guilty when he saw this, but the arrow was on the string, so he couldn't let it go.

So he comforted: "Grandma, let's do the math first. You can't do it for free anyway, so you have to hold on to hope, right?"

After saying this, the old woman nodded.

He eagerly took Su Chen's hand and said, "Young man, my daughter Yingying disappeared four years ago. She got married in Jiangwei and would come home two or three times a month. But in June of that year, she never saw anyone. I went to Jiangwei to find her. Abao said he We had a quarrel, and she went out overnight. He thought Yingying had gone back to her parents' house, so he ignored her. I searched all over the end of the river and found no one, and there was no one on the river. I took a bamboo pole to hook her, but there was nothing there. I also dug out the cesspit. No, no Yingying..."

Lin Jingyu sighed and added: "Yingying and I grew up together. After she disappeared, I followed my grandma to Jiangwei to find someone. After asking around, some people said that Yingying had said that she wanted to work in the south, preferably in Xiangjiang. That's over there It's a lot of money, but it's not easy to go. She asked me first, but she gave up the idea after I explained it. Besides, what will grandma do if she goes to Xiangjiang? Yingying is very filial. Even if she does go, she will not say anything. "Say."

Su Chen subconsciously opened his eyes to look at the old woman, and then he was stunned.

I almost forgot, this body has no Tao skills at all, let alone the ability to open the heavenly eye.

Okay, until the Tao is advanced, we can only use conventional methods.

He looked at the old woman carefully. She had gray hair, a high forehead, and prominent cheekbones. The palace of her children was now sunken and dark. Su Chen's heart sank when he saw this.

The old woman's eyesight was not very good, and the subtle changes in Su Chen's face could not be seen clearly, but Lin Jingyu was stunned.

Don't, don't be bad news.

What a crow's mouth.

Sure enough, the next moment he heard Su Chen say: "Grandma, my condolences."

The old woman was startled, then let go of his hand blankly, staggered twice, and cried out: "My Yingying~"

Lin Jingyu hurriedly supported her and glared at Su Chen: "No, buddy, it's the New Year, can't you say something nice?"

Su Chen smiled bitterly: "Brother, if a fortune teller is right, then if it is wrong, it is wrong. You can't lie."

Lin Jingyu just wanted to say, what else do you care about, a liar? It's all high-sounding.

Then he heard Su Chen say: "It can be seen from grandma's face that she had a rough life and was wandering in the first half of her life. She must have met her husband when she was wandering, right? Unfortunately, before she could settle down in the future, her husband was gone, and she was destined to There are two sons and one daughter. Both sons died young and did not live past the age of three. The daughter is a posthumous child, right? "

Grandma's eyes were filled with tears and her lips were trembling: "You, how do you know?"

Lin Jingyu looked at grandma in astonishment, her eyes widening.

He and his grandma have been neighbors for decades. He only knew that grandma's husband died unexpectedly and she brought her daughter to Cuicheng. The mother and daughter depended on each other for life, which was very pitiful. Therefore, his parents told him when he was young that he had the conditions. Just take care of it once or twice.

It turns out that grandma originally had two sons?

"Of course I can see it from your face, grandma," Su Chen said and sighed, "Grandma, the new year is coming, and your daughter has been dead for so many years. It's time to go home. Do you have her horoscope? I don't know. Find out where she is."

Grandma wiped the corners of her eyes when she heard this: "Yes, yes, it's at home. I, I'll go get it now."

In great sorrow, the old woman's legs and feet became even more inconvenient, so Lin Jingyu acted as an errand boy.

When he came back panting with a red piece of paper with eight characters written on it, he saw that his stall was already crowded with people.

Grandma’s house is right here. When it’s hot, she sells some jelly in the back, so most of the people who come to set up stalls know her.

Naturally, many people have heard about Grandma’s daughter’s disappearance.

When they heard Grandma wanted to calculate where her daughter was, everyone pricked up their ears. Now they heard Su Chen calculate that Grandma had two sons who died young, and the missing Yingying was a posthumous daughter. They were all very curious and gradually gathered around. With the addition of passers-by, there was a circle around, right?

Lin Jingyu squeezed into the crowd, and Su Chen took the eight characters and calculated them carefully.

Perhaps because her daughter had been missing for too long, the old woman had been mentally prepared. Now after crying, she calmed down.

Seeing Su Chen looking up, she trembled and said, "Young man, you are bold to say it, grandma can bear it."

"I still have to collect our Yingying's body, choose a cemetery, and hold a ritual. I still have a lot of things to do. I'm fine."

Lin Jingyu's eyes turned red when he heard this.

The onlookers' eyes were sore.

Su Chen smiled: "Grandma, your daughter is about 50 kilometers east of here."

Lin Jingyu patted his thigh: "That's Jiangwei."

He looked at the old woman: "Grandma, I said before that Yingying must have been killed by someone in their village. Look, isn't this it?"

"Let's go, let's go find my brother to call the police and catch the murderer."

The old woman nodded repeatedly, but soon asked: "But, there are so many households in Jiangwei, which family killed her?"

Lin Jingyu hurriedly looked at Su Chen.

Su Chen smiled bitterly: "We have to go to the end of the river to find out. Unfortunately, I still have to set up a stall to tell fortunes."

"I'll pay!" Lin Jingyu hurriedly reached into his trouser pocket, "Twenty, no, five..." He gritted his teeth, "One hundred! Is that okay?"