Chapter 730 August

Speaking of this matter, Tang Jinghan also gritted his teeth with hatred and a bit of grievance. It was obvious that he had been questioned like this more than once. A scapegoat fell from the sky, and he couldn't help but be angry.

However, due to all the weird things happening on the eve of the accident, I have some different views.

Now besides Tang Jinghan, the wife of the deceased Tang He is the biggest suspect. In this impetuous money society, the relationship between husband and wife is as fragile as a piece of paper. Without money to maintain it, probably sixty-seven out of ten couples in the world will be together.

They have to go their separate ways. Once something happens, the first person to be suspected is often the other person.

Is this really the case?

I've seen too much about human nature. Sometimes it's dirtier than a cesspool and makes people's hair stand on end. Sometimes...but it's so great that people dare not look directly at it.

There are many unspeakable things in this world, and the murderers may not always be human beings.

Now that there is no evidence, I just woke up in my heart and did not make any judgment.

As a result, Tang Jinghan became even more aggrieved. If he hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, he would have left long ago. After all, he was a rich man. How had he ever been looked at by people in a circle like this?

Xiaozhi shook his head slightly at me.

My heart was shocked, and I knew that she must have seen something, which was telling me that Tang Jinghan was indeed not a bad person.

My master noticed the quarrel between me and Xiaozhi, showed a smile, paused, nodded and said: "Okay, I believe you, go on, how did the second person die?"

Tang Jinghan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps he was depressed and drank a lot of wine. His eyes and neck were slightly red. After exhaling the breath of alcohol, he said: "If the first person can at least find some clues,

, the second person’s death will be even more chaotic!”

The second deceased was named Qi Feng. He was a man in his fifties and an old worker. He died on the night after Tang He disappeared!

Tang He died, something happened, but the project had not been stopped at that time. The person fell into the muddy water dozens of meters deep, but the body was difficult to recover. There was nothing to survey at the scene. It didn’t take long after the police arrived.

Just left.

No one must be in the mood to work that day, including Tang Jinghan himself. But the workers have not been dismissed yet, and he plans to struggle to see if he can get some special treatment that is beneficial to him.

Because the construction was in barren mountains and wild ridges, the workers all lived in colored steel houses. Qi Feng died when he went out to use the toilet at night.

Not only Qi Feng, the entire construction site was in a state of excitement that night.

Many workers claimed that they had woken up from the cold. When they opened their eyes, they saw someone walking past the door and wandering around the construction site. This wandering person was none other than Yuga who died in the afternoon!

As a result, no one could sleep. The construction site was brightly lit, and everyone was startled and noisy.

Then, someone saw Qi Feng's body in a wild bush. The man was stripped naked, haggard, with shriveled skin, as if he had become a mummy, and his whole body was black and blue!

As a result, the construction site will not be able to stop work even if it does not stop. Even if the official does not call for a stop, the workers will not dare to work. Everyone leaves their hometown to work here in order to find a way to survive. If there is no way to make a living, they will die.

, then who will do it?

The next day, all the workers fled in a hurry, and then the superiors ordered rectifications.

As for Qi Feng's body, it was naturally taken away.

The autopsy results were horrifying. He was poisoned, and... he had been sexually assaulted very, very violently before his death.

This very, very violent thing is the point...

"A man in his fifties can actually be..."

Tang Jinghan shook his head, looking like he couldn't understand, and said with a wry smile: "Besides, I have seen this Qi Feng before. He has something wrong with him. He has a bump as big as a fist on his forehead. He was planning to take leave for surgery before. He is also very good.

He is very thin and dark, has some problems under his armpits, and has a strong body odor. I have seen him once, and I can smell it from a long distance away. His appearance is really..."

Tang Jinghan seemed to feel that it was a bit too much to say such a thing to a dead man. After all, he swallowed the words "It's hard to describe", took another sip of wine, and shook his head without saying a word.

I subconsciously looked at Fu Huicheng.

This guy was a bit silent today, huddled in the corner eating and drinking without saying a word. He raised his head when he felt my gaze, and gave me a smile. With his sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, he looked like a monkey turned into a spirit.

This one is also hard to describe!

My master then asked, "Who has been to that construction site since the rectification?"

"There are so many people going there, the police have been there, and I go there every now and then!"

Tang Jinghan gritted his teeth and said: "I have been doing business all my life, but something like this happened inexplicably. Some people outside even said that I must have done something bad, so that the ghosts and gods made trouble. At that time, I was so angry that I couldn't do anything.

No matter what, I brought a few people with me. I stayed at the construction site for one night and nothing happened. How could I see the ghost of Yuga wandering around?

Since then, there have been fewer people saying that I have done something wrong, but there are still a lot of gossips."

I couldn't help but give this guy a thumbs up.

What a cruel person!

Looking at him as a very elegant man, I had always positioned him as a Confucian businessman, but he was so angry that he went to live in the construction site.

Isn’t it said that the richer a person is, the more afraid of death he is? He has everything, so why risk his life just for a little gossip? It seems that this master also has a bit of a two-pronged nature in his heart.

My master smiled and asked, "Do you know in what month the deceased Qi Feng was born?"

Tang Jinghan is the big boss and has a lot of business. If this project hadn't been so huge, he probably wouldn't have paid much attention to it. Now when I asked about a construction worker below, it would be good if he knew his name, but how could he know his birthday?

I thought this question was a bit embarrassing, but I didn’t know that Tang Jinghan said without even thinking: “My birthday in August.”

My master asked again: "Are you sure?"

"One hundred percent sure!"

Tang Jinghan said: "I can tell you his ID number right now, how could it be wrong?!"

My master nodded and turned to Fu Huicheng: "If I remember correctly, your birthday is also in August, right?"

"Mr. Zhang's discernment is so good that he actually knows my birthday. Yes, August 15th is the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Fu Huicheng responded hurriedly: "But, is this important?"

Of course it’s important!!

I slapped my forehead, which attracted the attention of many people.

My master’s successive questions reminded me that living people look at living people differently than dead people look at living people.

The face of a living person is judged, and the fate of a dead person is judged. If you meet a walking corpse or a big rice dumpling, you will not only judge your fate, but also the essence of the person, whether the yang energy is sufficient or not. Many people with tough horoscopes will be confused by ghosts and gods.

Staying away is the result of fortune-seeing.

Therefore, it cannot be said that this thing that secretly harms people is not selective about its food. It is very picky, but it is different from the living person. It does not choose the appearance of the living person, but chooses the month it likes. In the eyes of the dead, this is probably the same as being picky.

The appearance of a living person is also the same thing. They don’t have to be born on the same day in the same year, the same month, as long as they are born in the same month, they can probably be considered to be of the same type.

I turned to look at Lao Bai: "If I remember correctly, Lao Bai seems to be born in August, too, right?"

Lao Bai suddenly became enlightened, looked at me fiercely, gritted his teeth and growled: "What do you want to do?"

I smiled and said nothing.

At this time, my master said to Tang Jinghan: "I want to meet Tang He's wife, can you make arrangements?"

"It shouldn't be a big problem."

Tang Jinghan asked in surprise: "But why are we looking for her? Is it related to solving the problems on my construction site?"

"It's a big relationship."
Chapter completed!