Looking at the gloomy sky, I said to myself, "Have you finally waited?"
On the 22nd, the temperature is 24, light to moderate rain. Please bring an umbrella when you go out. This shows the weather conditions today on your phone.
At noon, I rushed to the mahjong hall where Ban Yawu often came. As usual, he was playing mahjong inside.
I followed him early and had only one purpose, which was to confirm whether Ban Yawu would go to the old place to continue drinking tonight. If he went, I could install the equipment in advance and wait for him to get into the trap.
Rainy weather is always dull, and most people don’t like this kind of weather either. However, today I don’t think so
When the first drop of rain fell on the car window, I smiled unconsciously, and I didn't even notice that I was smiling.
At 7 o'clock in the evening, it had rained for two hours. Although it was not heavy, the road was already wet and there was water accumulation in the low-lying areas.
At this time, a slightly thin man walked out of the mahjong hall. He seemed very excited. He didn't care if the rain drips on him. He got into the car with a swagger.
It's certain that this person is Ban Yawu. Depending on the situation, he must have won a lot of money. Hum, smile, laugh happily, maybe this is the last time you have won money
I quickly followed him until I saw him sitting down and clinking glasses. I set off to the scheduled location, debugged the equipment, and then returned to the road to actually test it. After confirming that it was correct, I returned to the slope and hid myself.
The waiting time always feels very long, especially when it's still raining, huddling in the bushes, like a beast lying ambushing its prey, but under the calm appearance, the heart is surging
What you need to do next is not a joke, once you do it, there is no possibility of regret
When I think that that person will die because of his design, I can't calm down no matter how hard I think I can't calm down
This is human life, a living life. I am going to kill people indirectly. Is it really that way? When hesitated, I even wanted to take away the equipment immediately, so I just did it.
However, when the miserable look of the black girl curled under the blanket appeared in her mind again, her firm thoughts returned to dominance, will the evil people be punished? Humph, these are all lies that deceive the kind people
He is evil, and he must be more evil than him. Only when he is evil than him can he be retribution
At 12 a.m., a very evil time. I don’t know why I think so. I can’t explain the reason. If I really want to explain it, I can only say that the ghosts in the ghost movies all appeared at this time.
Yes, do I look like a ghost? Hey, Ban Yawu, you met a ghost, the one who took your life
At this time, a light from afar tear open the night and quickly came towards this direction. I took out my telescope to check. The familiar car was undoubtedly Ban Yawu. I guess his speed was around 6,70 mph.
OK, very good, since you bumped into it yourself, I wouldn't be polite to turn on the searchlight switch, and a strong beam of light immediately shot black to the second bend, which is the downhill bend
At this moment, the sound of the remaining cars came from his ears. This was his first bend. I took out the telescope again to observe. It was about 100 meters away from the second bend. Ban Yawu's car advanced for a short distance and began to move closer to the middle of the road.
After seeing this result, the corner of my mouth raised a curve. So far, everything has been carried out according to the design.
10 meters, 5 meters, the car entered the corner, and the first time I saw that the car had no intention of brake, I knew that the strong light had interfered with Ban Yawu. He was slow, even if it was just slowing down to 0...
1 second is enough
The harsh brake sound of the wavy waves sounded, and the front of the car turned right quickly. This was the result of Ban Yawu's quick turn right with his memory of the road.
But what he never expected was that in my design, why did the light shine at the entrance of the curve, not other places?
There is a steep slope of more than ten meters below the entrance of the curve. When his vision is unclear, he must first step on the brakes, and then turn right with his memory. This seems normal operation, but in this case it is a fatal mistake.
It's like on a highway, the saying is the same
If Ban Yawu just stripped the car, he would hit the guardrail head-on. The front of the car was pointed and there was room under the guardrail. In case of emergency, it was very likely that the car would be stuck directly on the guardrail.
However, if you turn rapidly after the brakes, the situation will be different. The car will shake the tail and the entire body will hit the guardrail horizontally. This is the effect I want to achieve.
In addition, it is downhill, and the force will cause the car to flip. Now, Ban Yawu's car is exactly like this.
After a loud bang of the wavy wave, the sound of glass breaking down, and the whole car body rolled quickly, one, two, three, a human-shaped object was thrown out of the car, thrown into the air, and then disappeared into the darkness.
The car continued to roll downward on the steep slope until it reached the bottom of the steep slope, and the scene was in chaos.
The loud noise also attracted the attention of the villagers in the distance. Seeing that there were some good houses and lights on, I no longer hesitated, put away the equipment, buried some traces, and scattered them directly from the other direction.
What will be developed here no longer needs to be paid attention to. In short, Ban Yawu is more and more unlucky
Although the steep slope is only more than ten meters high, there are rocks below. In addition, Ban Yawu was thrown out of the car, which is different from jumping or falling. After learning physics, you know that the rolling car throws him out. The effect of force is superimposed, which brings acceleration, which is more harmful than jumping or falling alone.
After getting in the car, I fled wildly and returned to the city. At this time, I suddenly felt very uneasy. I killed someone. I really killed someone.
I didn't dare to go home directly. The current situation was not suitable. The rain was getting heavier and heavier outside. I leaned over and stopped, sat in the car and smoked, one by one, recalling everything that just happened
Also be prepared for what may happen next
First of all, the problem of the incident. You can guess the result without thinking too much. However, the chance of the incident is very small. After all, I am not at the scene of the car accident.
The nearest village is far away from Mizu. No one will be idle on rainy days and walk on the road in the middle of the night. And who would have thought that the light was the leading car accident?
When Banyawu's car hit the guardrail, I turned off the searchlight as soon as possible. The only clues left to them were: the road was slippery on rainy days and Banyawu's drunk driving was also the driving force behind.
The next issues to note
As for the black girl... I believe that without Ban Yawu, she will live a better life. Although it is impossible to get rid of Uncle Ban's control for the time being, at least she will not be kept in the store again.
But if the old man dares to be like his son, I don't mind letting the father and son reunite together
Since Huwawa, Wavewawa has done it, some things must be faced. You need to be very cautious during this period and you cannot let anyone see any abnormality, even the closest people around you cannot.
It was already early morning when I got home, and my wife had already gone to bed. After rinsing, I lay down next to my wife. As soon as I felt my body temperature, she habitually urged her into my arms.
But, tonight, my heart changed, like a kind of uneasiness, ‘Wife If you knew that the person lying beside you was a murderer, would you still be willing to go into his arms?’
Oh, let the waves go with the flow. If the day of the incident really comes, the choice will eventually be in my wife's hands. It's useless if I think too much.
I've been nervous all night, physically and mentally exhausted, and gradually fell asleep...
After I woke up the next morning, I acted no differently than usual. I sent my wife to work at the time. On the way, I also talked about the recent situation of the black girl, the surface and the plot, but I could hear the sour jealousy in my wife's words.
Haha, what do you really don’t understand what my wife is thinking? As for the current relationship between me and Hei Mei, she is actually jealous? Why haven’t you ever thought about my problem? Do I have fewer hats on my head?
No matter how she hints, I just pretended to be stupid and pretended not to understand, which made my wife's chest fluctuate.
Haha, I ignored her and I went back to work after I sent her to the company. This time I really went to work
At noon, I went to the milk tea shop next door as usual. Just as I walked out of the company's door, I saw my sister's car parked at the company's door from afar. At this time, she got out of the car. Not only my sister, but my wife was also there.
I guessed instantly that it must be Ban Yawu's relationship with her sister and Uncle Ban. She would definitely know about this. Moreover, her sister was taking care of the black girl this morning.
Now that the two of them appear here together, it only means that Hei Mei has been taken back. At the same time, I can also be sure of one thing. As Ban Yawu's wife, Hei Mei was taken away without being discharged from the hospital.
It is enough to show that Ban Yawu has died at this time, otherwise, if he was only seriously injured and others, with the personality of a black girl, there is a high chance of not going back.
After seeing my sister and wife get off the car, I immediately showed surprise. Sister, wife? Why are you here?
My sister didn't say anything, she kept tinging my eyes, her eyes were very sharp. My wife glanced at my sister, and then called me softly. My husband was gone. She didn't know what to say. She could only continue to look at her sister.
I acted as usual and asked them if they wanted to have dinner together. Then I talked to my wife, but the atmosphere was a little awkward. I was talking, my wife was obviously at a loss, and there was nothing to say to me, while my sister stood by and kept stubbing me.
After a long time, she said coldly, Ban Yawu was in a car accident and the person was gone
Actually, I had an answer in my heart, but I still pretended to be stunned. Ban Yawu? Who? Then I pretended to realize it and said with an incredible expression: Is it the black girl’s husband? A car accident?
At least so far, I'm sure I haven't made any mistakes or are afraid of my sister's inquiries.
Well, in the middle of the night yesterday, a villager heard the sound and went to check it out and called the police. The body was not discovered until this morning
Every time my sister says a word, her eyes always stumble on me
How could this happen? I am calm and comfortable, haha, you can see this way, so how can I do it in the future?
The result given by the forensic doctor is drunk driving
When my sister said this, she looked at me deeply and continued: I remember that the old man in Ban said that his son has a good alcohol tolerance, and he can't live without alcohol for three meals a day. It's been almost ten years.
Alas, this doesn't mean anything. People who drowned are often water-conscious.
You... My sister hurriedly stopped her mouth after just saying a word, and then she saw her pretty face that had been tense and relaxed, as if she was relieved
Not only her, I was relieved secretly. Just when my sister's word "you" was out, my heart really twisted, but fortunately she stopped it in time.
Actually, I know what she is going to say, since my sister met me until now, or so, since she knew that something happened to Ban Yawu, my sister suspected me, otherwise, why would she come to me?
Obviously it's just for questioning
My sister's words were like, "Where did you go last night?" But she realized that she shouldn't ask, so she stopped her mouth in time. My sister is not stupid. Once her words are spoken, then we will talk in a hostile relationship next.
Or it is an interrogation, an interrogation of the suspect, although
She spoke to me with this attitude from the beginning, but she didn't point it out. Once that sentence was expressed, many things would be put on the table and could not even be taken away.
Fortunately, I am really glad that my sister stopped it, otherwise it would be a problem for us to face each other in the future.
At this time, my wife finally realized that the scene was a bit awkward and responded weakly: Husband, my sister and I plan to attend the funeral. After all, he is Sister Wang's husband, and it is a bit inappropriate not to go, so come here to discuss with you first
Well, you guys go in accordance with the rules, I won't go, there is no explanation
Husband, then let's go. After saying that, the wife pulled the corner of her sister's clothes and said softly: Sister, sister, call me twice
But my sister seemed to be thinking about something and stood there motionless
Alas, I couldn't help but shake my head secretly. Sometimes women are too smart, it's not a good thing. In fact, my sister has no malicious intentions towards me. She has analyzed some clues about this matter by relying on her understanding of me or through the black girl. Then she is eager to know the truth.
But the truth is that there is no truth, the truth is that Ban Yawu drives after drinking, the forensic doctor said he is, he is
I was forced to pull my sister into the car by my wife. When they were about to drive away, I suddenly thought of something and asked my sister casually: Sister, did you tell Uncle Ban the information about the hospitalization of Heimei?
What? Isn't it supposed to happen such a big thing? My sister seemed a little angry, probably because she didn't get the answer she wanted
I ignored her and said, "It should be that they left." Looking at the slowly driving away car, I snorted secretly. This guy was both verbal and wanted to get from my set of news. I didn't want to reveal anything about my affairs at all.
The focus of the question I just now was not that the hospitalization information of the black girl was revealed by her sister, but that it was confirming another problem and also playing a role in reminding her sister.
When Heimei was hospitalized, we discussed with Heimei and did not disclose information about her being injured and hospitalized to others, including Heimei's family. So, my sister just replied that it was her who revealed Heimei's information to Uncle Ban. This was obviously a lie. It was an angry word that I said to make me feel sorry for you.
Maybe my sister didn't realize the key to the problem. I asked this question, which was actually reminding her that Uncle Ban could find the black girl through you. In other words, Uncle Ban knew that he could find the black girl if he found the sister. In the simplest way, Uncle Ban might have monitored his sister's actions through some method.
Otherwise, if his son dies, what does it have to do with you? Why would he notify you as soon as possible? Moreover, you are still a toy that will be sent out as a bargaining chip.
After my sister and wife left, I didn't move and stood there in deep thought. Why did my sister suspect me?
What did she discover?
Or is there something wrong with me or something missing?
I had an impulse inside and wanted to ask her for a clear answer, but I knew that I couldn't ask. Once I asked, it would be equivalent to admitting that Ban Yawu's affairs were related to me.
This cannot be revealed to the outside world anyway. Even if she is my own sister, it can only be ruined in my heart forever.
I stood there, waited until my sister's car drove out of the intersection, and got into my own car and slowly followed.
I just said I couldn't go, that's all lies. How could I not go? It just won't appear openly
Uncle Ban will be the focus of my attention next. Today, at his son's funeral, everyone who comes must be with him or his sphere of influence. Knowing these faces will help me understand him in-depth.
This is not the first time I have been following Ban Yawu in this town for a week. I know exactly where his home is.
After changing my disguise, I started to pretend to be a passerby. When I saw the black girl, she was in a wheelchair, with no sadness or joy. I only knew that someone came forward, so she nodded. When there was no one, she was dazed and didn't know what she was thinking.
I searched in the crowd. Lao Jin and Ban Yawu's former younger brothers also saw it. There were also several old men and Ban Quan shook hands intimately. Lao Jin introduced him from the side.
From Lao Jin's attitude, we can see that the level of these people is not much lower. I quietly took out my cell phone and took photos of each of them alone.
At this moment, a convoy drove into the street. The extended version of Mercedes-Benz in the middle was very conspicuous. They got off the car collectively before they arrived at the scene. There were more than a dozen people, but it can be seen that there was only one protagonist, and the others were like bodyguards.
The protagonist looks like a middle-aged man, about thirty or forty, and looks calm and sophisticated, with a temperament that has been living in the workplace for many years. When I saw Lao Jin hurriedly pulling Uncle Ban to greet this person, I could probably guess who this person was
Not to mention this ceremony, the main purpose of this person's visit is not this funeral. Ban Yawu is just a small person. To this person, it is simply insignificant. I didn't see Lao Jin shook hands with him.
Is that kind of expression of offering me?
Combined with what Lao Jin said and the appearance of this person, the time will be almost done.
I looked at this man, then turned my gaze to my sister sitting next to the black girl, and fell into deep thought again...
On the 22nd, the temperature is 24, light to moderate rain. Please bring an umbrella when you go out. This shows the weather conditions today on your phone.
At noon, I rushed to the mahjong hall where Ban Yawu often came. As usual, he was playing mahjong inside.
I followed him early and had only one purpose, which was to confirm whether Ban Yawu would go to the old place to continue drinking tonight. If he went, I could install the equipment in advance and wait for him to get into the trap.
Rainy weather is always dull, and most people don’t like this kind of weather either. However, today I don’t think so
When the first drop of rain fell on the car window, I smiled unconsciously, and I didn't even notice that I was smiling.
At 7 o'clock in the evening, it had rained for two hours. Although it was not heavy, the road was already wet and there was water accumulation in the low-lying areas.
At this time, a slightly thin man walked out of the mahjong hall. He seemed very excited. He didn't care if the rain drips on him. He got into the car with a swagger.
It's certain that this person is Ban Yawu. Depending on the situation, he must have won a lot of money. Hum, smile, laugh happily, maybe this is the last time you have won money
I quickly followed him until I saw him sitting down and clinking glasses. I set off to the scheduled location, debugged the equipment, and then returned to the road to actually test it. After confirming that it was correct, I returned to the slope and hid myself.
The waiting time always feels very long, especially when it's still raining, huddling in the bushes, like a beast lying ambushing its prey, but under the calm appearance, the heart is surging
What you need to do next is not a joke, once you do it, there is no possibility of regret
When I think that that person will die because of his design, I can't calm down no matter how hard I think I can't calm down
This is human life, a living life. I am going to kill people indirectly. Is it really that way? When hesitated, I even wanted to take away the equipment immediately, so I just did it.
However, when the miserable look of the black girl curled under the blanket appeared in her mind again, her firm thoughts returned to dominance, will the evil people be punished? Humph, these are all lies that deceive the kind people
He is evil, and he must be more evil than him. Only when he is evil than him can he be retribution
At 12 a.m., a very evil time. I don’t know why I think so. I can’t explain the reason. If I really want to explain it, I can only say that the ghosts in the ghost movies all appeared at this time.
Yes, do I look like a ghost? Hey, Ban Yawu, you met a ghost, the one who took your life
At this time, a light from afar tear open the night and quickly came towards this direction. I took out my telescope to check. The familiar car was undoubtedly Ban Yawu. I guess his speed was around 6,70 mph.
OK, very good, since you bumped into it yourself, I wouldn't be polite to turn on the searchlight switch, and a strong beam of light immediately shot black to the second bend, which is the downhill bend
At this moment, the sound of the remaining cars came from his ears. This was his first bend. I took out the telescope again to observe. It was about 100 meters away from the second bend. Ban Yawu's car advanced for a short distance and began to move closer to the middle of the road.
After seeing this result, the corner of my mouth raised a curve. So far, everything has been carried out according to the design.
10 meters, 5 meters, the car entered the corner, and the first time I saw that the car had no intention of brake, I knew that the strong light had interfered with Ban Yawu. He was slow, even if it was just slowing down to 0...
1 second is enough
The harsh brake sound of the wavy waves sounded, and the front of the car turned right quickly. This was the result of Ban Yawu's quick turn right with his memory of the road.
But what he never expected was that in my design, why did the light shine at the entrance of the curve, not other places?
There is a steep slope of more than ten meters below the entrance of the curve. When his vision is unclear, he must first step on the brakes, and then turn right with his memory. This seems normal operation, but in this case it is a fatal mistake.
It's like on a highway, the saying is the same
If Ban Yawu just stripped the car, he would hit the guardrail head-on. The front of the car was pointed and there was room under the guardrail. In case of emergency, it was very likely that the car would be stuck directly on the guardrail.
However, if you turn rapidly after the brakes, the situation will be different. The car will shake the tail and the entire body will hit the guardrail horizontally. This is the effect I want to achieve.
In addition, it is downhill, and the force will cause the car to flip. Now, Ban Yawu's car is exactly like this.
After a loud bang of the wavy wave, the sound of glass breaking down, and the whole car body rolled quickly, one, two, three, a human-shaped object was thrown out of the car, thrown into the air, and then disappeared into the darkness.
The car continued to roll downward on the steep slope until it reached the bottom of the steep slope, and the scene was in chaos.
The loud noise also attracted the attention of the villagers in the distance. Seeing that there were some good houses and lights on, I no longer hesitated, put away the equipment, buried some traces, and scattered them directly from the other direction.
What will be developed here no longer needs to be paid attention to. In short, Ban Yawu is more and more unlucky
Although the steep slope is only more than ten meters high, there are rocks below. In addition, Ban Yawu was thrown out of the car, which is different from jumping or falling. After learning physics, you know that the rolling car throws him out. The effect of force is superimposed, which brings acceleration, which is more harmful than jumping or falling alone.
After getting in the car, I fled wildly and returned to the city. At this time, I suddenly felt very uneasy. I killed someone. I really killed someone.
I didn't dare to go home directly. The current situation was not suitable. The rain was getting heavier and heavier outside. I leaned over and stopped, sat in the car and smoked, one by one, recalling everything that just happened
Also be prepared for what may happen next
First of all, the problem of the incident. You can guess the result without thinking too much. However, the chance of the incident is very small. After all, I am not at the scene of the car accident.
The nearest village is far away from Mizu. No one will be idle on rainy days and walk on the road in the middle of the night. And who would have thought that the light was the leading car accident?
When Banyawu's car hit the guardrail, I turned off the searchlight as soon as possible. The only clues left to them were: the road was slippery on rainy days and Banyawu's drunk driving was also the driving force behind.
The next issues to note
As for the black girl... I believe that without Ban Yawu, she will live a better life. Although it is impossible to get rid of Uncle Ban's control for the time being, at least she will not be kept in the store again.
But if the old man dares to be like his son, I don't mind letting the father and son reunite together
Since Huwawa, Wavewawa has done it, some things must be faced. You need to be very cautious during this period and you cannot let anyone see any abnormality, even the closest people around you cannot.
It was already early morning when I got home, and my wife had already gone to bed. After rinsing, I lay down next to my wife. As soon as I felt my body temperature, she habitually urged her into my arms.
But, tonight, my heart changed, like a kind of uneasiness, ‘Wife If you knew that the person lying beside you was a murderer, would you still be willing to go into his arms?’
Oh, let the waves go with the flow. If the day of the incident really comes, the choice will eventually be in my wife's hands. It's useless if I think too much.
I've been nervous all night, physically and mentally exhausted, and gradually fell asleep...
After I woke up the next morning, I acted no differently than usual. I sent my wife to work at the time. On the way, I also talked about the recent situation of the black girl, the surface and the plot, but I could hear the sour jealousy in my wife's words.
Haha, what do you really don’t understand what my wife is thinking? As for the current relationship between me and Hei Mei, she is actually jealous? Why haven’t you ever thought about my problem? Do I have fewer hats on my head?
No matter how she hints, I just pretended to be stupid and pretended not to understand, which made my wife's chest fluctuate.
Haha, I ignored her and I went back to work after I sent her to the company. This time I really went to work
At noon, I went to the milk tea shop next door as usual. Just as I walked out of the company's door, I saw my sister's car parked at the company's door from afar. At this time, she got out of the car. Not only my sister, but my wife was also there.
I guessed instantly that it must be Ban Yawu's relationship with her sister and Uncle Ban. She would definitely know about this. Moreover, her sister was taking care of the black girl this morning.
Now that the two of them appear here together, it only means that Hei Mei has been taken back. At the same time, I can also be sure of one thing. As Ban Yawu's wife, Hei Mei was taken away without being discharged from the hospital.
It is enough to show that Ban Yawu has died at this time, otherwise, if he was only seriously injured and others, with the personality of a black girl, there is a high chance of not going back.
After seeing my sister and wife get off the car, I immediately showed surprise. Sister, wife? Why are you here?
My sister didn't say anything, she kept tinging my eyes, her eyes were very sharp. My wife glanced at my sister, and then called me softly. My husband was gone. She didn't know what to say. She could only continue to look at her sister.
I acted as usual and asked them if they wanted to have dinner together. Then I talked to my wife, but the atmosphere was a little awkward. I was talking, my wife was obviously at a loss, and there was nothing to say to me, while my sister stood by and kept stubbing me.
After a long time, she said coldly, Ban Yawu was in a car accident and the person was gone
Actually, I had an answer in my heart, but I still pretended to be stunned. Ban Yawu? Who? Then I pretended to realize it and said with an incredible expression: Is it the black girl’s husband? A car accident?
At least so far, I'm sure I haven't made any mistakes or are afraid of my sister's inquiries.
Well, in the middle of the night yesterday, a villager heard the sound and went to check it out and called the police. The body was not discovered until this morning
Every time my sister says a word, her eyes always stumble on me
How could this happen? I am calm and comfortable, haha, you can see this way, so how can I do it in the future?
The result given by the forensic doctor is drunk driving
When my sister said this, she looked at me deeply and continued: I remember that the old man in Ban said that his son has a good alcohol tolerance, and he can't live without alcohol for three meals a day. It's been almost ten years.
Alas, this doesn't mean anything. People who drowned are often water-conscious.
You... My sister hurriedly stopped her mouth after just saying a word, and then she saw her pretty face that had been tense and relaxed, as if she was relieved
Not only her, I was relieved secretly. Just when my sister's word "you" was out, my heart really twisted, but fortunately she stopped it in time.
Actually, I know what she is going to say, since my sister met me until now, or so, since she knew that something happened to Ban Yawu, my sister suspected me, otherwise, why would she come to me?
Obviously it's just for questioning
My sister's words were like, "Where did you go last night?" But she realized that she shouldn't ask, so she stopped her mouth in time. My sister is not stupid. Once her words are spoken, then we will talk in a hostile relationship next.
Or it is an interrogation, an interrogation of the suspect, although
She spoke to me with this attitude from the beginning, but she didn't point it out. Once that sentence was expressed, many things would be put on the table and could not even be taken away.
Fortunately, I am really glad that my sister stopped it, otherwise it would be a problem for us to face each other in the future.
At this time, my wife finally realized that the scene was a bit awkward and responded weakly: Husband, my sister and I plan to attend the funeral. After all, he is Sister Wang's husband, and it is a bit inappropriate not to go, so come here to discuss with you first
Well, you guys go in accordance with the rules, I won't go, there is no explanation
Husband, then let's go. After saying that, the wife pulled the corner of her sister's clothes and said softly: Sister, sister, call me twice
But my sister seemed to be thinking about something and stood there motionless
Alas, I couldn't help but shake my head secretly. Sometimes women are too smart, it's not a good thing. In fact, my sister has no malicious intentions towards me. She has analyzed some clues about this matter by relying on her understanding of me or through the black girl. Then she is eager to know the truth.
But the truth is that there is no truth, the truth is that Ban Yawu drives after drinking, the forensic doctor said he is, he is
I was forced to pull my sister into the car by my wife. When they were about to drive away, I suddenly thought of something and asked my sister casually: Sister, did you tell Uncle Ban the information about the hospitalization of Heimei?
What? Isn't it supposed to happen such a big thing? My sister seemed a little angry, probably because she didn't get the answer she wanted
I ignored her and said, "It should be that they left." Looking at the slowly driving away car, I snorted secretly. This guy was both verbal and wanted to get from my set of news. I didn't want to reveal anything about my affairs at all.
The focus of the question I just now was not that the hospitalization information of the black girl was revealed by her sister, but that it was confirming another problem and also playing a role in reminding her sister.
When Heimei was hospitalized, we discussed with Heimei and did not disclose information about her being injured and hospitalized to others, including Heimei's family. So, my sister just replied that it was her who revealed Heimei's information to Uncle Ban. This was obviously a lie. It was an angry word that I said to make me feel sorry for you.
Maybe my sister didn't realize the key to the problem. I asked this question, which was actually reminding her that Uncle Ban could find the black girl through you. In other words, Uncle Ban knew that he could find the black girl if he found the sister. In the simplest way, Uncle Ban might have monitored his sister's actions through some method.
Otherwise, if his son dies, what does it have to do with you? Why would he notify you as soon as possible? Moreover, you are still a toy that will be sent out as a bargaining chip.
After my sister and wife left, I didn't move and stood there in deep thought. Why did my sister suspect me?
What did she discover?
Or is there something wrong with me or something missing?
I had an impulse inside and wanted to ask her for a clear answer, but I knew that I couldn't ask. Once I asked, it would be equivalent to admitting that Ban Yawu's affairs were related to me.
This cannot be revealed to the outside world anyway. Even if she is my own sister, it can only be ruined in my heart forever.
I stood there, waited until my sister's car drove out of the intersection, and got into my own car and slowly followed.
I just said I couldn't go, that's all lies. How could I not go? It just won't appear openly
Uncle Ban will be the focus of my attention next. Today, at his son's funeral, everyone who comes must be with him or his sphere of influence. Knowing these faces will help me understand him in-depth.
This is not the first time I have been following Ban Yawu in this town for a week. I know exactly where his home is.
After changing my disguise, I started to pretend to be a passerby. When I saw the black girl, she was in a wheelchair, with no sadness or joy. I only knew that someone came forward, so she nodded. When there was no one, she was dazed and didn't know what she was thinking.
I searched in the crowd. Lao Jin and Ban Yawu's former younger brothers also saw it. There were also several old men and Ban Quan shook hands intimately. Lao Jin introduced him from the side.
From Lao Jin's attitude, we can see that the level of these people is not much lower. I quietly took out my cell phone and took photos of each of them alone.
At this moment, a convoy drove into the street. The extended version of Mercedes-Benz in the middle was very conspicuous. They got off the car collectively before they arrived at the scene. There were more than a dozen people, but it can be seen that there was only one protagonist, and the others were like bodyguards.
The protagonist looks like a middle-aged man, about thirty or forty, and looks calm and sophisticated, with a temperament that has been living in the workplace for many years. When I saw Lao Jin hurriedly pulling Uncle Ban to greet this person, I could probably guess who this person was
Not to mention this ceremony, the main purpose of this person's visit is not this funeral. Ban Yawu is just a small person. To this person, it is simply insignificant. I didn't see Lao Jin shook hands with him.
Is that kind of expression of offering me?
Combined with what Lao Jin said and the appearance of this person, the time will be almost done.
I looked at this man, then turned my gaze to my sister sitting next to the black girl, and fell into deep thought again...
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