My dad is a very simple and naive person.
I learned from him that the young couple who gave him 50,000 yuan in the first place was named Li Xiumei and the boy was Lu Zhengxian.
This man and woman are a couple.
It is now known that Li Xiumei was one of the murderers of the Qindao massacre fifteen years ago, and there is no doubt that Lu Zhengxian was too.
In other words, my dad had dealt with cruel murderers.
What's even more outrageous is that he didn't know these two people at all back then, yet he dared to accept money from them.
"I only remember their names, I have no friendship with them, and I haven't even met them a few times."
My dad looked distressed and said, "Later on, I only saw the man of this young couple, Lu Zhengxian. Lu Zhengxian said that his wife had gone back to her hometown to raise a baby, and the two of them were planning to sell the house."
"I thought to myself that these two people had only sold the house less than half a year ago. But this is someone else's house, and it is their business to deal with it."
"Then Lu Zhengxian gave me another five thousand yuan and asked me to help dispose of this house."
"So I sold the house to a man named Ding. I only took the five thousand, and all the money from the sale was given to Lu Zhengxian."
I was thoughtful after listening to it.
The second head of the household in that house was named Ding. I have met this Mr. Ding.
It was Mr. Ding who put the house for sale in our store, and then I sold it to Mr. Hu.
I looked at my dad and said, "Do you know that Li Xiumei and Lu Zhengxian were responsible for a massacre of families fifteen years ago?"
"And that Li Xiumei, she was probably killed by Lu Zhengxian."
Although the police have not yet investigated clearly, the first people to live there were Li Xiumei and Lu Zhengxian.
She was killed in that house, and was also built into the wall with cement. The only person who could do these things quietly was Lu Zhengxian, who also lived in the house.
The devil is a devil, and he won't even spare his own people.
After my dad heard what I said, his face turned pale and he was so frightened that he could not speak.
He probably didn't expect that the young couple who gave him money could be so scary.
"You, you, you really are after money!"
My grandfather was also angry. He pointed at my father and scolded me: "Someone died in that house now. I want you to explain it to the police."
My dad panicked and grabbed my hand: "Son, you know what your dad is like. The death of Li Xiumei really has nothing to do with me. You have to make it clear to your police friend."
I sighed and comforted my dad: "Anyway, don't lie to the police. Just say whatever you have to say. As long as you haven't done anything, the law will not wrong you. But after all, you are the nominal first householder of that house. I'm afraid I have to bear some responsibility, but it's not a big deal. At most, I can spend some money to take care of it."
I'm telling the truth, money really comes in handy these days.
After hearing what I said, my dad felt relieved a lot.
After understanding the situation, I have to leave.
Now that I am haunted by ghosts, I dare not stay at home. It’s okay for me to be alone, but I must not involve my family.
It’s just that my dad and grandpa didn’t know the situation and wanted to keep me at home.
"You can go back at this hour and just sleep at home. Anyway, you have a car. Just get up early tomorrow."
"Forget it, Grandpa, a lot has happened in the store these two days."
I lied and said that I was going to Meng Yifan's house to discuss something and would come back when I was free.
I am an adult now, so naturally they couldn't keep me, so they didn't say anything more.
Before leaving, my grandfather suddenly pulled me, as if he could tell that I looked a little bad.
"Xiao Mo, what's wrong with you recently? Why do you look so bad?"
"I'm fine, Grandpa, maybe I'm a little tired recently."
How dare I tell the truth and make him worry.
My grandfather looked distressed: "You have to pay attention to your health while making money. If your body collapses, all the money you earn will go to the hospital."
"Okay, I just want you to go to bed early."
After that, I went downstairs with my dad, and he insisted on seeing me off.
From the look on his face, he seemed to be very worried about Li Xiumei's case. When he went downstairs, he kept asking me to intercede with my police friend, so as not to arrest him.
"Okay, Dad, no one will catch you, don't be nervous."
"I'm leaving first. Go back and rest early."
After that I got in the car.
The driver I had previously had been waiting for me downstairs. After I got in the car, I asked him to drive the car to the bathing center.
Through the rearview mirror, I saw my dad still standing downstairs, looking at my car.
Looking back, after I went to work for Meng Yifan in the past two years, I rarely went home because I was too busy with work.
When I came back today, I discovered that my dad seemed much older and his back was a bit hunched.
I was raised by my father and my grandfather, and coincidentally, it was exactly fifteen years since my mother left home.
Since my mother left, my father has not married another woman because he was afraid that I would be wronged.
To me, my dad is the best person in the world, so I don’t believe he would commit a crime.
It didn't take long.
I arrived at the bathing center.
Soaking your feet and getting a massage is simply the most enjoyable thing in life.
Because I was really sleepy and the technician's pressure was so satisfying, I fell asleep soon after.
Meng Yifan's choice of place was quite reliable. Not only was this bathing center crowded, it was also safer than home. I didn't hear the fatal knock on the door all night.
But that night I had a nightmare. I dreamed that I was back in that house.
It's just that in the dream, the house was a little different from when I went there a few days ago. The decoration inside was old-fashioned, and the furniture was not up to grade, like the low-end decoration from more than ten years ago.
In the dream, I couldn't think too much at all, I was just curious about why the house had changed.
Just then, I heard movement from the master bedroom.
Listen carefully, 'rustling', it seems to be the sound of cement on the wall.
As soon as I walked to the door of the master bedroom, I saw a man squatting there, holding a tool and plastering the wall.
It’s just that he was wearing a hat and a labor protection suit, so I couldn’t see his face.
Despite this, his actions and what he was doing immediately froze me in place and reminded me of something in my dream.
I remember that Li Xiumei's body... was sealed inside this wall. The person who put up the wall was not the murderer of Li Xiumei...
Who could this murderer be? Is it Lu Zhengxian...
My heart was beating fast and I didn't dare to move because I didn't know if the people who were putting up the wall could see me.
I don't even realize now that I'm dreaming.
But at this moment, the man blocking the wall suddenly stopped what he was doing, as if he felt someone was looking at him.
In an instant, my hair stood on end, and I felt a fierce light slowly turning towards me.
Soon, the man blocking the wall turned around, and the fierce light struck me hard like a sharp blade.
My eyes widened, as if struck by lightning, and I took a deep breath.
This person who is blocking the wall is actually my dad!
And it’s what my dad looked like more than ten years ago!
