Chapter 59: Retribution

The taverns in the small town are naturally not as elegant as the capital, but lively but not inferior.
This young man is ALFY.
A Fei entered the tavern, ordered a drink and sat in the corner to drink, silently looking for the target.
On the stool by the window, there was a man sitting on Da Ma Jindao. The man was drinking wine, with only a plate of peanuts in front of him.
The wine that the man drank was also cheap.
A Fei brought a plate of sauced donkey meat with good wine and talent to the man, put the wine and vegetables on the table, and smiled: "Drinking alone is too boring. I think my brother is more congenial, let's drink one?"
The man glanced at A Fei.
Through the bloodshot eyes and hazy eyes in his eyes, A Fei could predict that this man had already drunk a lot.
"Drink one and drink one." The man was a happy man. He picked up the wine glass without hesitation and clinked it with A Fei. After drinking it all, he ate the donkey meat with chopsticks and sauce.
The man chewed the savory donkey meat in sauce, and slapped the table: "Happy, it's been a long time since I eat his donkey meat in sauce."
The military commander who used to have rank, but because his fiancée suddenly committed suicide, fell into endless grief, and soon lost his job. Nowadays, people call him General Qin, but it's just a slap, and some people even tease implicitly.
Not everyone admires men’s unswerving feelings towards their fiancées, and it is often women who are moved by this behavior, and most men sneer.
It's really hopeless to get yourself into this situation for an untimely woman.
The man and A Fei repeatedly clinked their glasses, Feng Juan Canyun finished a plate of thickly piled donkey meat, wiped his mouth and stood up: "I'm full, thank you."
Seeing the man staggering and walking out, A Fei didn't say anything, and sat for a while to check out and chase him out.
"Why follow me!" The man suddenly twisted A Fei's arm and pushed him against the wall.
A Fei grinned in pain, but didn't scream.
After taking the pain of Aman's hairpin, now it seems that the ordinary pain is nothing.
"Who are you?" The man glared at A Fei, his eyes regained his clarity.
This kid is not like the boneless bastard.
Some people are drunk. It's not that they drank more than they can drink, but that he wants to be drunk. This is how the man in front of him is.
A Fei looked directly at the man, smiled suddenly, and asked a strange question: "Is the old man literate?"
The man was stunned and nodded.
A weird young man, a weird question, the man faintly felt that his painful and numb life for more than ten years was about to change.
"Literacy is good." A Fei took out a letter from his arms and handed it over.
The man glanced at A Fei, took the letter and pulled it out to look at the light.
After just one glance, the man's expression changed drastically.
He almost trembled and read the letter, and grabbed A Fei by the collar: "Who are you!"
A Fei coughed a few times: "Brother, you will cut my neck soon."
The man let go a little, his lips still shaking.
Seeing the man's expression, A Fei gave birth to great fear from the bottom of his heart.
He had no doubt that this man really dared to kill!
Miss Jiang's money is really hard to get.
A Fei wanted to cry without tears, quietly comforting herself: His wife had lost, so what should I do if I don't work hard to make some money?
"Say, who are you!"
A Fei was stuck on the wall, his back was cold and hard.
"I'm just a runner."
"What about this letter? Who wrote it?"
A Fei shook his head: "I can't say that, and besides counting money, I can't read. But the person who wrote the letter has something to bring to you."
"What did he say?" The man began to get irritable. "What did he say?"
The truth revealed in the letter is enough to drive a man who has been searching for the truth for more than ten years.
"Cough cough cough... she said... believe it or not. After so many years, she has no evidence. If you want evidence, you can only pry open the mouth of the key person..." A Fei finished speaking, almost crying out .
I always feel that bringing such a message is almost the same as looking for death.
It's just that he is really illiterate, not to mention the guts to peek, even if he reads it, he doesn't know what the letter says, let alone what it is.
"Then why would he know?"
A Fei rolled his eyes: "How do I know! If I'm so capable, it's not me who runs errands. Brother, don't you? She just said that she has nothing to do with this matter, she just learned by coincidence."
The man lowered his head and read the letter word by word again, and then suddenly stuffed the letter into his mouth and chewed it down.
A Fei opened his mouth wide.
"Follow me!" The man grabbed A and flew deep into the alley.
Although the man's home was simple and crude, it was unexpectedly tidy.
"No matter what the people behind you are thinking, since you are sent here, I think you will have to wait for some result before you leave, right?"
"Of course." A Fei said without hesitation.
The man closed his eyes: "You can do it yourself, I don't care about food."
After he finished speaking, he pushed A Fei away and stumbled out, without even closing the door.
A Fei sat for a moment, patted his and stood up.
This old man is real, of course he will leave, Miss Jiang has something to explain to him.
But how does Miss Jiang know that this old man will not hurt him?
Where did A Fei know that a man who has been obsessed with tracing the cause of his fiancée’s death for more than ten years would care about others once he learns the truth. What he can’t wait to do is to verify what the letter says.
Even if he finally couldn't pry the victim or the victim's mouth open, the detailed description in the letter convinced him.
The ending of Liu Xiangu can be said to be doomed at this moment.
In the past half month, I have to ask who is the most beautiful person. Eight out of ten people in the capital will say that it is Liu Xiangu who has cured the old lady of Dongping.
Liu Xiangu's invitations from high-ranking families have been queued up a month later, and it can be described as a spring breeze.
On this day, it was the turn to go to Yongchang Bofu.
Yongchang Bofu is next door to Dongping Bofu. The two have a lot of contacts. The eldest girl of Yongchang Bofu Xie Qingyao and Jiang Si are about the same age, and the two are handkerchiefs.
When the wife of Yongchang Bofu went to invite Liu Xiangu, the doorkeeper of Dongping Bofu could see clearly what flower the woman was wearing.
Because of their close proximity, the other party knew who was a bit troubled early on, so when the woman sent by Yongchang Bofu got scared and ran back, Dongping Bofu also knew the breaking news for the first time.
The fairy-like Liu Xiangu was actually hacked to death on the bed, and the blood flowed from bed to bed, and it was already cold!
Liu Xiangu, who had only been fascinating for half a month, died like this!
There was rapid footsteps in Haitang House, and Aman ran into the house: "Girl, something terrifying happened!"
Jiang Siqing looked at Aman indifferently, and suddenly smiled: "What horrible thing, let's hear it?"
"Liu Xiangu was killed!"
"That's it—" Jiang Si sighed softly, "It's really scary."