"It should be here?" Lao Zhou looked at me with a suspicious look. Although Zhao Ying was no longer in the world, her youthful and beautiful appearance still left a deep impression on me and Lao Zhou. It is hard for us to imagine that she was born here.

We don’t mean to look down on this kind of ‘slum’, but we always feel that the people here seem a little cold, alienated, and even guarded. Although Zhao Ying is no longer a human being, we don’t feel this kind of thing in her. So, not only Lao Zhou, but I am not sure about her living in such an environment.

Thinking of this, I took the note with the address written from Lao Zhou's hand. Although the handwriting on this note was already a little distant by Lao Zhou's sweat, it was clearly written on it, and it was here.

That's right, I pinched the note in my hand and gave Lao Zhou a positive look.

But the next moment, Lao Zhou and I fell into a difficult problem again. Zhao Ying's home was found. What should we go to her home as a person and then find the clues we need? Zhao Ying was in a hurry that day and only said one sentence, go to my home.

"Otherwise, just say it's her classmate?" Lao Zhou asked about Zhao Ying's private information. She is really a college student. She has good grades today and has obtained the qualification to be admitted to a postgraduate student.

It is very sad that she went there at such a flowery age. What's strange is that she was sent to the medical school as a corpse for teaching less than three days after she passed away, and that kind of thing happened.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help frowning, and then said to Lao Zhou: "Looking at your vicissitudes of life, you don't think you look like someone else's classmates, just say you are a staff member of a school department. Come and comfort her family, right?" As I spoke, I took out my wallet and counted 1,000 yuan. In 2000, this money was not much, and it was not a small amount of money as a condolence.

"That's it?" Old Zhou understood what I meant, and he took out his wallet, counted 500 yuan and put it into the stack of money in my hand, and said embarrassedly: "I don't have money as much as you do, and I've used almost the money this month."

I didn't say anything. I know Lao Zhou, the family conditions are quite superior. He is also considered to be among his peers. Therefore, he has no idea of ​​money and is basically a enjoyable moonlight clan.

But he was very kind, and it can be seen that he suddenly felt sympathy for Zhao Ying's environment.

After discussing this, Lao Zhou and I walked towards Zhao Ying's home. We didn't need to have extra words or anything else. According to my tacit understanding between Lao Zhou and I, none of these are needed.

Lao Zhou came to knock on the door. Compared to me, Lao Zhou looks more kind because he is good at socializing and loves to laugh. When I face strangers, it feels difficult to touch. In fact, it is not that I am indifferent, but that I am not very good at socializing. In many cases, I am even a little shy, so I only use indifference to cover up.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?" I don't know if there is really no one there. It's almost a minute since Lao Zhou knocked on the door and now, and there is no movement in the house.

But since we have come here, we are unwilling to give up easily, so we can only knock for a while. At this time, a woman came out of the shanty town next to us, stood by the door, and looked at us with her head.

I was a little embarrassed when I was seen, so I simply turned my head coldly again. However, Lao Zhou smiled very kindly and said, "Sister, is this Zhao Ying's home?"

Originally, everyone here had an inexplicable defense against people, but I don’t know if it was Lao Zhou’s sister who called the woman and the woman felt relieved. She answered calmly and said, “Yes, who are you? You don’t know that Zhao Ying has already.”

At this time, Lao Zhou showed a little sad expression, but he was not pretending. He said: "Yes, we know that Zhao Ying has left. We are cadres of the student union of her school. This time we are here to visit Zhao Ying and comfort her family."

"Oh oh oh, I just said that you two young men look pretty and don't look like bad guys. The school is pretty good, and they send people to visit. You are also kind of heart. We have not been peaceful for the past or two years, so we are a little cautious about strangers. If I had known that you were here to visit and comfort me, I'll find someone for you." As he said that, the middle-aged woman walked out of the house enthusiastically.

Instead of knocking on the door like Lao Zhou and I, she walked to the window next to the shed built by Zhao Ying's house, knocked on the window vigorously, and shouted: "Grandma Wen, Grandma Wen, don't sleep, someone is looking for her, get up and open the door."

Lao Zhou and I looked at her with some inquiries. Once she was not prepared for us, she was quite happy. She said to me and Lao Zhou: "This is her grandmother at home. She has bad ears. When she is asleep at home, she can only call her against the window. If you knock on the door, you can't hear it. Poor Zhao Ying left, grandmother will be completely unattended. Her parents and one younger brother are not responsible. Parents know how to play cards. Once Zhao Ying leaves, she will be in a dark way. I heard that she owes money and this younger brother is in the society all day long and is with some people who are not in trouble that day. I looked at her with a knife, which is scary. When Zhao Ying is here, she also educated him."

As soon as the middle-aged woman opened her mouth, she would say nothing but Lao Zhou and I were not impatient. Instead, we had some understanding of Zhao Ying's life and felt that this girl's character should be very good, otherwise the neighbors would not praise her so much.

In addition, I think she is more pitiful than we imagined. I saw that fate could change, but I didn’t expect it to be more determined that Lao Zhou and I were determined to help Zhao Ying.

But we two old men were careless, and they just sighed for Zhao Ying while missing an important clue at that time, which was what the middle-aged woman said, "This area has not been peaceful these past or two years." If I noticed this clue at that time

However, this is just if, where do so many ifs come from in life?

"Speaking of this, when Zhao Ying was there, the alley had to be cleaned much, and when she went to school, it was a pity that this girl who often cleaned our alley. When I said that, I felt sorry for her." As she spoke, the middle-aged woman's eyes turned red. It seemed that she really had some feelings for Zhao Ying, otherwise she would not have been like this.

Lao Zhou and I also showed a hint of heavy weight on our faces. According to Zhao Ying, the reason why she was so unwilling was not because her body was desecrated, but because she died in a little uncertain. Who was so cruel to her? Did she do this?

I remembered the densely packed souls and secretly clenched their fists in their belts. Just like last night's thoughts, if my ability could be used at this time, I would have no choice but to bring the ferocious beast to justice.

While we were silent, the middle-aged woman was surprised that there was no movement in the room. Just as she was about to shout again, an old voice finally sounded in the room: "Who is looking for me?"

"Grandma Wen, it's someone from Zhao Ying's school. Come and condolence you. Open the door quickly. It's not a bad person." Even though she said this, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but look at Lao Zhou and me, and she was still a little worried.

I heard that it was from Zhao Ying's school in the room. I was silent for a while. After a while, I said, "Oh, that's it."

The old man's movements were always slower. Lao Zhou and I waited at the door for about a minute. The door was finally opened. As soon as the door of the house was opened, a smell of dampness and mold came from the house.

"Oh, Grandma Wen, how long has it been since Zhao Ying's parents come back?" Before we could see clearly the person who opened the door, the middle-aged woman rushed into the room first. Lao Zhou and I understood what she meant. We looked at it, maybe we were afraid that we would bully the old man?

This middle-aged woman is very kind-hearted, not as cold as she had before. Although she littered, I was thinking randomly, and then I saw a gray-haired man. I felt it was difficult to stand. The thin-looking old man stood in front of the door and couldn't help but subconsciously help her.

"Old man, please slow down."

"Okay, okay" The old man's reaction was a little slow, and he was not very cautious about Lao Zhou and me. He let me help her into the room and felt a little sour. It was not that he was overwhelmed with sympathy, but that he saw that the old man's clothes were dirty and his hair was knotted. It must have been a long time since no one paid attention to it?

I helped the old man to sit in the house and looked at the whole house. Then I realized how messy the house was, with unfinished food, messy miscellaneous items, clothes thrown everywhere, spider webs in the corner of the wall, and I don’t know where the musty smell came from.

"This Zhao Ying's parents are really sad when they leave, and they can't ignore the old man. If I hadn't delivered food to the old man for several days in a row, would I have starved to death at home?" The enthusiastic middle-aged woman was cursing, and Lao Zhou's eyes were already a little red.

I turned around and looked at the wall. There was Zhao Ying's portrait there and smiled brightly. I squinted my eyes and looked at me carefully. I suddenly pondered, not in a hurry to speak because there was a layer of black air on the portrait, which meant that the dead person was really injustice.

This has nothing to do with Zhao Ying's own ghost. It seems that her ghost cannot return here, but what is the injustice?
Chapter completed!