The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 492

[Chapter 492 Methods to Solve the Case]

Thinking of this, a faint light seemed to flash through Xia Yixue’s eyes.

“What are you going to do?”

People like Xia Yixue rarely seek help from others when doing anything.

Fang Xiu was a little surprised when he heard her actively asking him. After thinking for a while, he replied: “Where is Chen Tong’s residence? Whether this case can be solved depends on whether he is willing to help.”

Chen Tong and his Madam, we can be considered loving, and we have been together through thick and thin for so many years.

After Mrs. Chen was killed, he had not gone to the Ministry of Revenue for several days. If it were normal, if the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue wanted to remove him from his post, there would be nothing he could say.

Of course, special circumstances require special treatment. After the Minister of the Ministry of Finance learned about this matter, he did not make things difficult for him. Instead, he gave him a few days of leave and asked him to go back to his house to have a good rest and then deal with his wife’s funeral affairs.

When Fang Xiu found him, he was sitting alone in the main hall, looking at the coffin in front of him, silent, as if he had lost his soul.

“Master Chen”

Fang Xiu saw this scene, walked to his side, and called softly.

Chen Tong seemed not to have heard anything and was still looking at the coffin in front of him in a daze.

If someone else was like this, Fang Xiu might just kick him over.

But facing such a poor man, he was completely understanding and responded with his utmost patience, calling him softly several times in succession.

Only then did Chen Tong seem to come to his senses and turned back to look at Fang Xiu.

The whole person looked very haggard, and he asked numbly: “Who are you?” Fang

Xiu looked at him and replied: “I am Fang Xiu, you should have heard of my name.”

If someone else had said this, Speaking of it, it was inevitably a bit pretentious, but when he said it, it seemed perfectly normal.

The reason is very simple. In the entire Gyeonggi region, there are indeed very few people who have not heard of the name ‘Fang Xiu’.

“Fang Xiu”

Chen Tong murmured, seeming to remember something. He raised his eyes, looked at him, and said, “What are you doing here?

” He could roughly remember all the names, and naturally the name Fang Xiu often appeared in his ears.

But

he couldn’t understand why Fang Xiu appeared in front of him.

His doubts did not last long, because soon, Fang Xiu gave the answer: “It’s very simple, help you solve the case!”

“Crack the case?”

Chen Tong became even more confused when he heard this.

What case was solved?

This can’t be blamed on him. No matter who it was, there was no way to associate Fang Xiu with the word ‘solving the case’ in the first place.

If he commits a crime, he can find a solution.

Therefore, after being stunned for a moment, he finally came to his senses and asked: “If the case of the deceased wife is not handled by the Kyoto Prefecture’s Xia Chao and the Criminal Department, what does it have to do with Mr. Fang?”

This sentence sounded a little uncomfortable. .

It seems to be saying, why are you, a layman, messing around with a case that neither the Kyoto Prefectural Government nor the Criminal Department can handle?

Fang Xiu didn’t care, smiled, and said, “Captain Xia is familiar with me, and she entrusted me with this case.

Of course, I have already thought of a way to solve the case, provided you can cooperate.”

Chen Tong was a little suspicious when he heard the first half of the sentence.

He didn’t know Xia Yixue very well, but from the few times he had met, he could tell that Xia Yixue was not the kind of person who left things to others.

Therefore, how could such an important matter be entrusted to a playboy?

However, he also heard about Fang Xiu.

Although there are rumors that this man suffers from a brain disease, judging from the various things he has done, the so-called ‘brain disease’ is just a cover.

This person is much smarter than most of the people in the court, and he attaches great importance to ‘promise’, as well as ‘faith’.

If he was really Fang Xiu, he would never make fun of himself for no reason.

Thinking of this, Chen Tong raised his eyes and looked at Fang Xiu with a firm look on his face and said, “If you can find the murderer of my wife, I will do anything to help you!”

“Okay!”

That’s what Fang Xiu wants. This answer.

He looked at Chen Tong, leaned into his ear, and whispered: “Actually, you don’t need to do anything, as long as”

“This”

After hearing what Fang Xiu said, Chen Tong showed a little doubt on his face.

He didn’t understand what Fang Xiu’s purpose was.

Can this really catch the murderer?

Fang Xiu, however, seemed very confident. He patted him on the shoulder, said “Sorry”, and turned around to leave.

He was left standing alone, subconsciously looking at the coffin in front of him, his expression changed, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

North of the city, remote streets and alleys.

A stooped old man walked hobblingly down the street.

Although he is old and walks unsteadily, his speed is not slow.

From time to time, I would look back and wonder what I was looking at.

After walking for about half a stick of incense, the street was almost at its end.

The old man finally stopped, stood in front of a door, and knocked twice.

Dong-dong-dong—

a moment later, the door slowly opened.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man. When he saw the old man, he had a disgusted expression on his face and asked angrily: “Why are you coming back now?” When

the old man saw the middle-aged man, he was not unhappy at all because of his tone. , but looked very pleased and replied: “Something happened. I’ll tell you when dad goes in.”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he frowned slightly, but didn’t say anything, but turned sideways, He let him into the house, then looked around and saw that no one was following him, then closed the door.

“What’s going on? Could it be that someone from the Yamen left you there?”

The middle-aged man asked impatiently as soon as he entered the room.

The old man had been walking for a long time and was a little thirsty. He saw a teacup on the stone table. He staggered forward and picked up the teacup. He wanted to take a drink of water, but the middle-aged man snatched it away: “What are you drinking? Finish your words first! You old man!”

The middle-aged man’s tone was very unkind, and he cursed angrily, as if the old man in front of him was not his father, but his enemy.

When the old man heard this, he was still not angry. He seemed to be used to it and seemed to be numb.

He looked at his son, nodded, and said slowly: “Dad was really left there by the Yamen people. After asking some questions, he was released.” The

middle-aged man frowned when he heard this answer. He frowned even more and asked anxiously: “What did the people from the Yamen leave you with?

Did they ask questions? What were they asked? How did you answer them? Tell me quickly!”

(End of Chapter)