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Meng Zitao chuckled: "Do you think I will believe you?"
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "Mr. Meng, if you don't believe it, then there's nothing I can do about it."
"Tell me, where did this guqin come from?"
Meng Zitao pointed to the two young men next to the middle-aged man: "If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be stern. If you don't say anything now, there will be no chance of a reduced sentence in the future."
"Mr. Meng, what do you mean by this?" The middle-aged man's expression changed. Hearing what Meng Zitao meant, he was not ready to let him go at all, and he felt a little anxious.
Meng Zitao sneered: "You heard me right, I really have no intention of letting you go. Do you know why?"
"Why?" The middle-aged man couldn't figure out why he still didn't let himself go when he had dedicated such a precious guqin to Meng Zitao.
Meng Zitao said angrily: "You should go to hell and ask those people who were killed by you!"
The middle-aged man¡¯s expression changed sharply: ¡°How did you¡¡±
As soon as he said the beginning, Meng Zitao stepped forward and knocked the middle-aged man unconscious with his palm. At this time, Xing Zhilin noticed that the middle-aged man had a dagger in his hand, and he probably wanted to make a violent attack.
In fact, as soon as Meng Zitao entered the room, he felt the heavy blood on the middle-aged man's body and knew that he must have a murder case on his hands, so he did not want to let him go from the beginning.
"You should have something to say now." Meng Zitao said to the two young men.
The two young men were quite surprised to learn that there was a murder on the middle-aged man, and they expressed their ignorance. They had followed the middle-aged man not long ago, and only the man lying on the ground was their confidant.
So, Meng Zitao woke up the man. At first, the man was tough, but after he suffered, he poured beans into his mouth and explained the matter clearly.
It turns out that this guqin was passed down from the ancestors of a family in the next village. By chance, a middle-aged man learned about the guqin and came to buy it, but the other party refused to sell it no matter how much money he paid.
The middle-aged man was so angry that he planned to steal the guqin, and he did it. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the owner during the theft, so he did everything he could to save the owner's family, except for a frightened child. In addition to the disaster, he killed his wife and a daughter.
It was also the middle-aged man's good luck. After he escaped with the guqin, it rained heavily, and some combination of circumstances kept him at large.
After learning the whole story, everyone was very angry. He actually killed almost everyone in the family for a piece of guqin. It was so cruel and ruthless. Such people should go to hell.
Meng Zitao immediately called the police and informed the police to come over. When they learned that a major murder case had been discovered, the police took it very seriously and came over soon.
After a group of people went to the police station to make notes and prepared to go back, Meng Zitao thought for a while: "I want to go to the original owner's house of the guqin. Is it convenient for Master Xing?"
The parents of the original owner were still alive, and the old couple survived because they did not live together. However, because of what happened, the old man couldn't think about it, fell ill and passed away, leaving the old lady living alone with her frightened child. With the subsistence allowance and the help from the villagers, although life is hard, I don't have to worry about food and clothing.
Zheng Ping rushed to speak: "I'm fine, I can drive back by myself later."
"Okay, please be careful on the way. I'll send Teacher Meng there."
Xing Zhilin drove Meng Zitao to that house. After getting out of the car, Meng Zitao knocked on the door. After a while, an old lady who looked very old came and opened the door. If he hadn't told her, no one would have guessed it. The old lady was still in her early fifties.
"Who are you looking for?" The old lady looked at Meng Zitao and the others with some confusion.
"Excuse me, is Jiang Dabo your son?" Meng Zitao asked kindly.
"It's my son, but my son has been dead for several years." The old lady thought of her son, her eyes filled with grief.
Meng Zitao took out a photo: "Do you still recognize this guqin?"
The old lady took the photo and was stunned when she saw the guqin in the photo. After a while, her hands trembled slightly: "This is my home, this is my guqin!"
The old lady stepped forward and grabbed Meng Zitao¡¯s hand: ¡°Young man, has the murderer been caught?¡±
"I just caught it today." Meng Zitao nodded and briefly told the old lady the situation.
The old lady cried bitterly. At this moment, a little boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old ran out with a stick in his hand, saying that he wanted to drive away the bad guys who bullied her grandma.
Next door neighborUpon hearing the movement, they all came out to see what was going on. When they learned that the murderer had been caught, everyone applauded. A few people comforted the old lady and told her not to be too sad.
After a lot of excitement, Meng Zitao discussed with the old lady alone on the pretext that something happened.
"Auntie, there is something I want to discuss with you. I want to buy your guqin."
"Here you go, that thing is a disaster. Without it, my son and the others would not have died!" the old lady said angrily.
Meng Zitao said with a smile: "The guqin is innocent, the guilty person is the person, and I can't ask for it in vain!"
"I don't understand this thing either. Just give me whatever you want. I believe you." The old lady knew that Meng Zitao had discovered the murderer and found Meng Zitao very pleasing to her eyes.
"Auntie, you can't do this casually." Meng Zitao was hesitant, because the guqin was worth tens of millions. It would definitely not be appropriate if the money was given directly to the old lady. If someone knew about it, then Isn't it harming them?
Therefore, this matter cannot be done recklessly, and there must be a proper way to handle it.
"Auntie, let me tell you the truth, that Guqin is very precious. It is precisely because of this that the murderer was malicious"
Before Meng Zitao could finish his words, the old lady waved her hands and said: "Young man, I know you are a good person. As I said before, you can give the money as you like. People's lives are destined. Having money may not be a good thing."
¡°Auntie, I have an idea, please listen to it first.¡±
Meng Zitao said: "I just met your grandson. Judging from his condition, there should be hope that he can be cured. Let's go to treat the disease first and recuperate your body. We will discuss other matters later. It's up to you." no?"
With his medical skills, it is not difficult to see that there is hope for the little boy to be cured. As long as the disease is cured, he can go to school, and then the money will be decided by the old lady.
"Can my grandson really be cured?" The old lady was pleasantly surprised.
Meng Zitao smiled and said: "The hope is quite high."
"Okay, okay, then I will follow your arrangement." The old lady smiled happily.
"In this case, please clean up first, and I will come to pick you up tomorrow." Meng Zitao took out another business card of his and gave it to the old lady, lest the villagers ask and think he is a liar. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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