The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 493

[Chapter 493: Is Mrs. Chen okay?]

If the old man hadn’t claimed to be his father, it would have been hard to imagine that there was still a father-son relationship between these two people.

Judging from their performance, they are more like a pair of enemies.

“At first it was a female catcher who asked where I was when Mrs. Chen was killed.”

It was obvious that the old man was the watchman from before.

And this middle-aged man is the son the watchman said he hadn’t seen for six or seven years.

“How did you reply to her?”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he couldn’t wait to ask the old man before he finished speaking.

The old man continued unhurriedly: “I said, I was resting. No one knows whether she disappeared during the day or at night. My answer is the same no matter what.”

This ‘she’ undoubtedly refers to Mrs. Chen.

In fact, Mrs. Chen was missing for two days, and no one knew whether something happened to her during the day or whether she waited until night.

Of course, most people, to be precise, almost everyone concluded that Mrs. Chen encountered an accident during the day.

The reason is simple. Mrs. Chen has no reason to stay outside until night before returning home.

The middle-aged man was obviously relieved when his father said this, but he was not completely relaxed. Instead, he asked: “What happened next? What did you say next?”

The watchman stood there and continued. : “Later, a young guy came and asked some common questions.”

At this point, he seemed to have thought of something, his cloudy eyes flickered, and he did not dare to mention what happened before, but said: “Then… Father is back.”

When the middle-aged man heard these words, his eyes kept flickering.

He didn’t understand why the people from the yamen would interrogate a watchman. Could it be that they already had some clues?

How can this be?

He believed that both the timing and the means of taking action were very precise.

There shouldn’t be any clues left.

Unless

he thought of some possibility, the expression on his face instantly became a little panicked.

Of course, it only took an instant for it to return to its original appearance.

He raised his eyes, looked at his father, whom he hated so much, and said in a commanding tone: “During this period, you should not go out to do the watch. When people ask you, just say that you are sick and can’t move. Do you hear me? “

When the old man heard this, he nodded and said, “Dad, I understand.

In a few days, the yamen’s inspections will not be as strict as these days. You can take your money and leave quickly. “

“You

can stay for one more day.

Mind your own business, you don’t have to worry about my affairs!”

The middle-aged man cursed angrily, turned around and walked into the house.

After a long time, he put a package on his back and walked out.

When the old man saw this scene, he took a step forward and asked, “Are you leaving now?”

“As I said before, you don’t have to worry about my affairs!”

The middle-aged man glared at the old man and said politely. He didn’t even stay, he just turned around and left the house.

But after he left, he did not walk towards the city gate as expected, but stood at the intersection and hesitated for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but I gritted my teeth and walked in the completely opposite direction.

After walking for about half an hour, we finally arrived in front of a mansion.

The mansion doesn’t look very grand, but it’s obviously not an ordinary home. Just the two words “Chen’s Mansion” flying in the air on the plaque give people a solemn feeling.

The middle-aged man stood in front of the mansion, stopped for a while, then turned around and wanted to leave, but heard the sound of chatting next to him.

“I heard that Mrs. Chen is not dead?”

“Of course, Mrs. Chen looks like a person with a long life. How can she be killed so easily.”

“Then why does everyone in the Yamen say that Mrs. Chen was killed?”

“I don’t know. It should be to lure the murderer out.

After all, the capital is so big. Even if you search for it for decades, you can’t find it.

I heard that Mr. Chen has sent someone to ask a painter to draw the murderer’s face and hand it over. Tell those detectives to pay attention to it on weekdays.

You said, if the murderer knows that Mrs. Chen is not dead and cannot hide, then, not to mention the police officers from the Yamen, even the police officers from the Criminal Department will still be there. Even the soldiers from the Qinjun Mansion are not enough!”

“Is there such a thing?”

“That’s what I’m telling you.”

The middle-aged man could no longer hear what the two people were saying behind him. , there was just one sentence repeated in his mind: “Mrs. Chen is not dead yet! Mrs. Chen is not dead yet!”

In addition, there is also the fact that Mr. Chen actually asked an artist to draw his face.

By the way, Mrs. Chen did see her face before.

But

how is this possible?

He obviously watched Mrs. Chen die with his own eyes, how could she not be dead yet! ?

At this moment, the middle-aged man’s mind was in chaos and he couldn’t remember anything.

Gradually, gradually, his eyes became red.

The painter Mr. Chen invited has not arrived yet, so he still has a chance to make amends!

As long as the painter does what he has done before before arriving at the Chen Mansion, everything will be fine!

Thinking of this, a cruel look appeared on the middle-aged man’s face. He subconsciously glanced at the plaque of Chen’s house, turned around and left.

It was already evening when he appeared again.

The sky darkened, and the entire Chen Mansion was shrouded in darkness, looking very depressing.

The middle-aged man’s clothes had been changed into black night clothes, which made him look very invisible under the night sky.

Unless you get close to him, it would be difficult to spot such a person standing here.

The middle-aged man was very strong and he climbed up the wall with almost no effort.

Chen Tongnai was a member of the Ministry of Civil Affairs’ Examination Department. He held great power, but he was only a minor of the fifth rank. Living in such a mansion had already caused

dissatisfaction among many officials in the court.

Therefore, there are not many servants and maids in the house.

At night, when night falls, few people will walk around the house.

The middle-aged man landed gently and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

In addition to being quiet, it is still quiet, which is a bit unnatural.

However, his whole body and mind were in a state of high tension, and he was not aware of this at all.

Just follow the route you have explored and move forward bit by bit.

Although the speed was not fast, his steps were very light and he made no sound when he landed on the ground.

Just like this, step by step, he walked for who knows how long. Finally, he came to a door.

Looking at the shadow inside the door, he took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.

Taking

one step, two steps, and three steps

, he finally reached the edge of the bed, and at the same time, he slowly raised the short blade in his hand.

The next second, it fell heavily!

(End of chapter)