Wen Lun retracted his gaze towards the water and nodded to Lu Dingding, "Master Lu, we meet again."
"Mrs. Jiang, the dead cannot be resurrected. No matter what, the remaining person must live well, otherwise the inheritance that Hall Master Jiang and you have worked so hard for so many years will be at the expense of others."
Lu Jing looked at the figure on the bridge who looked a little frail and seemed likely to be blown away by the wind at any time and spoke to persuade him.
Wen Lun nodded, "Thank you, Master Lu, for your concern. However, I just recalled some past events with... my late husband. I was in a difficult mood for the moment, and I had no intention of committing suicide."
"That's good."
After saying this, Lu Jing found awkwardly that he seemed to have nothing to say to Wen Lun.
The relationship between the two of them was only slightly better than strangers, and they met again by chance tonight. Lu Jing was worried that Wen Lun would be too sad and couldn't think about it, so he casually warned him. Since Wen Lun had no thoughts of seeking death, then Lu Jing Jing can be regarded as fulfilling his duty as a passerby.
After that, he had the intention of leaving, but considering that the two of them only said three sentences in total, it seemed a bit too heartless to just turn around and walk away.
So Lu Jing and Wen Lun were frozen here, and finally Wen Lun, who was across from him, said, "Thank you, Master Lu, for upholding justice for me and finding the murderer of my late husband."
"Oh, you're welcome, Mrs. Jiang. I'm actually helping myself by helping you. After all, until the murderer is found, strictly speaking, none of us in Zhuangzi are completely cleared of suspicion. Besides, Aunt Wen also promised to send the first person to investigate. If the person who solves the murder case is given a big gift, my hard work will not be in vain."
"Why, is Master Lu also short of money?"
"I'm not Jin Duoduo. I'm always short of money."
"Daxia Lu is quite candid," Wen Lun paused and then said, "Then I also hope that Daxia Lu can catch the murderer as soon as possible, so that my late husband can rest in peace early. If there is anything you need my help with, Daxia Lu can just ask. .”
Hearing what Wen Lun said, Lu Jing's heart couldn't help but move, "I really have a few questions to ask Mrs. Jiang."
As Jiang Lei's wife, Wen Lun is probably the person who knows Jiang Lei best in the world, and unlike Wen Qingqing, Wen Lun has participated in the entire process from Jiang Lei's founding of Lei Huo Tang to the development of Lei Huo Tang to where it is today. Among them is not only Jiang Lei's wife, but also Jiang Lei's partner, and she must know a lot of Jiang Lei's secrets.
However, Lu Jing thought about it and did not ask about the box right away. Instead, he asked a few questions first, "Mrs. Jiang... are you sure that the person who died in the house was indeed Hall Master Jiang?"
The reason why Lu Jing thought of this question was inspired by Lu Qinghou, who had previously questioned whether the person under the mask was Jin Duoduo.
So when Lu Jing was taking a walk, he suddenly wondered whether the reason why the killer took Jiang Lei's head away at the risk of being discovered was because the person who died on the bed was not Jiang Lei at all. In this case, , the murderer's seemingly unnecessary actions also have a reasonable explanation.
Hearing this, Wen Lun took a deep look at Lu Jing and then said, "I also hope that the person who died was not my husband. Unfortunately, the man's figure, clothes, and age were all the same as my husband's, and..."
Wen Lun paused and added, "In his early years, my husband was a performer in the martial arts world. He once had a dispute with someone and was stabbed by a countryman who had never practiced martial arts. The wound was on his left rib. He was always ashamed of it and never told anyone except me, the wife with whom he shared the same bed.
"Later, in order to cover up the scar, he tattooed a tiger there. When I saw that tattoo, I knew it was him on the bed."
Lu Jing recalled that when he inspected the corpse, he had indeed seen a tiger tattoo under the left rib of the corpse. So the person who died was really Hall Master Jiang.
So Lu Jing asked the next question, "Jin Duoduo said that Hall Master Jiang asked him to go to his room for a while before he died. Does Mrs. Jiang know what the reason was?"
Wen Lun shook his head, "I don't know, and to be honest, I don't really believe it. My husband... has a withdrawn temperament, and all his thoughts are focused on gunpowder. He doesn't like to interact with others. This is no longer a secret in the martial arts world. And Boss Jin is also famous for being a dragon that never sees its end.
"My late husband has never dealt with Boss Jin before. Although they came together to celebrate my grandmother's birthday this time, there was little communication between the two of them. I don't even know if they have spoken. My husband suddenly asked Boss Jin Called into the room for a secret conversation, regardless of whether the matter is true or false, with Boss Jin’s vigilance, I don’t think he would go to the meeting alone so casually.”
Lu Jing knew that Wen Lun was right.
He has met Jiang Lei and knows the autistic nature of Hall Master Jiang. Jin Duoduo, as one of the few masters on the Tianji List, has not even shown up in front of his wife for so many years for the sake of his own life. He has taken off his mask, and of course he is a cautious enough person.
So one of the two people seemed to have no reason to invite the other person, and the other person didn't look like someone who would easily accept the invitation.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like Jin Duoduo is lying.
However, Lu Jing still didn't give up completely. After a pause, he continued, "Mrs. Jiang, do you think the meeting between the two of them has something to do with the contents of that box?"
"What?" Wen Lun seemed to not understand what Lu Jing was saying.
"Oh, the box in Hallmaster Jiang's room," Lu Jing said, "is the one next to the bed. I heard from the maid in charge of cleaning that Hallmaster Jiang attaches great importance to that box and doesn't allow anyone else to get close to it.
"But I opened the box in the afternoon, but I only saw some clothes and one thousand two hundred taels of silver inside. The value of these things is obviously not enough for Hall Master Jiang to value it so much."
"So?" Wen Lun said calmly, "What does Master Lu want to say."
"I would like to say that according to what you said before, Mrs. Jiang, there is no enmity or enmity between Boss Jin and Hall Master Jiang. I can't think of any reason for Boss Jin to kill Hall Master Jiang. None of the valuable Buddha's Fury was taken away, and the only explanation I can barely think of is because of the contents of that box."
"Master Lu is overly concerned. There is indeed only some money and daily clothes in that box." Wen Lun said, "The reason why my husband is more concerned about that box is because he will release the Buddha's wrath when he sleeps at night. inside."
"Is that so?" Lu Jing was stunned.
"I'm sorry to disappoint Mr. Lu. If Mr. Lu wants to find the murderer, he might as well consider other aspects."
