Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 718 Someone in the Mu family is still alive

  Li Qiao stared at him for an instant, her open gaze seemed to hit the depths of his soul, "Since you are not Jingyifeng, why do you live here by his name?"

  The middle-aged man leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes were slightly ironic, "Are you asking knowingly?"

  Li Qiao frowned, a prelude to patiently running out.

The appearance of   Jing’s family in Tongliang County is very strange. Even the records of the six innings are incomplete. Who can instruct all this behind?

  Not long after, the middle-aged man walked to the sofa and sat down very slowly, staring at Li Qiao, "Isn't it because the Mu family asked you to come?"

  Li Qiao turned her head to look at him, her dark eyes filled with waves, "Mu family?"

   "You... don't know?" The middle-aged man was shocked, his hands covered with scars pressed tightly to his knees, "If not, how did you find it?"

  Li Qiaoyan said concisely, "Some people say that you are Jingyifeng."

   "Haha." The man's hoarse vocal cords heard a terrible breaking wind, shook his head and looked at the ground, "Unfortunately I am not, but I am much luckier than him."

  Li Qiao looked at each other blankly, "Can you tell me?"

  The middle-aged man raised his head very slowly, his red eyes mixed with countless emotions, "What do you want to hear? Do you want to hear who I was saved by, or how did Jing's family die?"

  His tone was like a statement, but it was a little bit of intimidation.

  Li Qiao raised her eyebrows lightly, "Anything."

  Since she is here, she must know the cause and effect.

  If he is not Jingyifeng, who is it?

  For half a minute, the two of them were speechless.

  The middle-aged man saw Li Qiao’s persistence, he pointed to the old round leather chair and motioned her to sit down.

   Soon, Li Qiao learned the ins and outs from his mouth.

  He is indeed not Jing Yifeng, but a cousin of a cousin who was raised in Jing’s family since he was a child.

   Twenty years ago, on the night of the Mu’s accident, the second elders of the Jing family were anxious and set off overnight to rush to Pama.

  Who knows that there was a car accident on the way to the airport, and it was already dead when it was sent to the hospital.

  At this time, the middle-aged man’s chapped lips kept trembling, his breath was full of breath, and he looked at Li Qiao and asked, “Do you know why your uncle and aunt must rush to Parma?”

Li Qiao gently shook her head, the other side closed her eyes, and said dumbly: "Because Jing Yifeng was at Pamamu's house the night of the accident. Their two elders only had these two children. Originally Yifeng learned that his sister was depressed after giving birth, so she deliberately Went to visit Mu's house, but never came back."

  This past event is stained with too much tragedy.

  Li Qiao can even see the pain pervading the memory in the eyes of the man.

  She lowered her eyes and said nothing.

  Only the wheezing in the throat of the middle-aged man can be heard quietly around.

  Don’t engrave, she looked at her fingertips and asked quietly: “Why did the Jing family go bankrupt?”

   "Where is bankruptcy. The second old man died suddenly, and the ancestral home of the Jing family caught fire overnight, and everything that should have been lost was gone."

  The middle-aged man speaks slowly, and his eyes are filled with confusion and melancholy.

  Li Qiao narrowed her eyes, and finally understood why she felt contradictory when she saw Jingjia and the translated documents.

  Jing’s information was erased from Jing Yilan’s information.

  At the same time, some people used the illusion of bankruptcy to cover up the truth of the disappearance of the Jing family.

  Li Qiao closed her eyes, her voice fell a few degrees, "Why do you say that the Mu family asked me to come?"

  The middle-aged man licked the dry corners of his mouth, and said every word, "There are 89 people in the Mu family."

  Li Qiao nodded slightly.

  At the beginning, she had read the files of Mu's family in the police station's archives. The main family, collaterals, henchmen, and servants recorded 89 people, all of whom died tragically.

  The middle-aged man did not speak any more, but made a weird sound with a smile.

  In a flash, Li Qiao looked at him suddenly, with doubts in her eyes: "Jingyifeng?"

"Yes." The man sighed heavily. "Jing Yifeng died in Mu's house. But the list of dead people who were reported back then did not have his name. Who do you think he died for? Not from Mu's family, but again. Who rescued me from the Jingjia fire and sent me here? My ancestral home is Tongliang County..."

  The middle-aged man stood up with his knees on his knees and moved to the yellow table in the corner.

  The table was covered with clear glass, and underneath was an old palm-sized photo. He touched it with his finger and murmured: "For so many years, I finally said it."

  Li Qiao walked slowly to his side and looked down.

  It was a group photo with burn marks. Two old people with kind faces were sitting in the front row. Jing Yilan and two other handsome men stood behind them.

  One of them is the middle-aged man in front of him.

  When he was young, he was slightly similar to Jingyifeng, with the same cheek profile and height.

  Suddenly knowing that someone in Mu’s family is likely to be alive, Li Qiao’s heart is mixed.

  She couldn't help wondering whether it was the Mu family who revealed the information to Achang.

  Later, Li Qiao chatted with the middle-aged man for half an hour, and learned more inside stories from him.

Before leaving, the man turned his back to Li Qiao, and when he heard the door opening, he said in a low voice: "My child, don't come anymore, I will tell you everything I know. If you want to find out the truth, you can find a way to find it. For those who are not on the list, maybe everything will come to light."

  ……

   Outside the door, Li Qiao walked two steps forward, Yu Guang glanced at Achang, and a person suddenly appeared in her mind.

  She swallowed her throat and looked back at the barbershop. In the old lattice window, there was a stubborn figure of silence.

  He said that he was a cousin of a cousin who grew up in Jing's family, and his name was Xiao Dingshan.

  He said that besides the murderer, he was the only person who knew the inside story of the Mu family and the Jing family.

  The other one is probably the one who rescued him from the fire.

  Li Qiao took a deep breath, retracted her eyes and paced towards the off-road vehicle.

  Achang opened the car door for her. Li Qiao looked at the car seat and asked inexplicably: "With your computer skills, why can't you find the source of the information?"

   "Miss Seven, because the other party uses...the IP address of the poor kiln."

  This sentence, Achang struggled for a long time before choosing to say it.

  Li Qiao bent over and got into the carriage, looked at the barber shop again, and whispered: “Send a few people to Ajie and don’t let him get into trouble.”

  Achang sat in the co-pilot and responded. He started the engine and said hesitantly: "Miss Seven, no one from the poor kiln will betray you, they..."

   "This is not a betrayal." Li Qiao leaned on the seat, closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead, her tone was particularly cold, "Someone is arranging me."

  If what Xiao Dingshan said is true, then the number of people who died in the Mu family was indeed one less.

  At this moment, Achang looked at Li Qiao with obscure eyes. Seeing that she didn't want to say more, he pressed his lips to start the car and left Tongliang County.

  As she moved away from this small mountain town, Li Qiao said quietly, "Is the teacher okay?"

  (End of this chapter)