Rebirth 2014: I, the King of Criminal Investigation

Chapter 588 His son is dead, is there any need to be so happy?
Qi Jianhua.

Yu Dazhang kept repeating this name.

He had a premonition that the one who died was Qi Jianhua.

Confirmation is also easy: relatives can identify the body.

after an hour.

Jinze Town, Qingpu District.

After arriving in town, Lü Zhongxin's group of four inquired around and eventually found the village where Qi Jiandong lived.

The police car drove into the village and stopped at the entrance of the Qi family's courtyard.

After the four people got out of the car, a series of "woof woof woof" dog barks came from inside the yard.

Lü Zhongxin walked quickly to the door and knocked on the iron gate.

Soon a man's voice came from inside, sounding very weary:
"Who?"

Lü Zhongxin did not hide anything and told the truth:
"police."

The door opened, and an old man stood inside. He looked to be at least sixty years old, with a slightly hunched back and wearing tattered clothes, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

"Is there something you need?" the old man asked.

"That's right." Lü Zhongxin's tone softened:

"We've come to ask you about your two sons."

Clearly, he hadn't expected Qi Jiandong's father to be so old.

According to the information, Qi Jiandong is 29 years old. If we consider the normal childbearing age, his father would be in his 50s.

Moreover, people in rural areas generally get married earlier, and naturally have children earlier as well.

But the situation is exactly the opposite.

Judging from the old man's age, he had his first child when he was in his thirties, which was very rare in the past.

"Come in, come in and tell me."

Upon hearing that it was about his son, the old man immediately became enthusiastic:

"Come in, come inside."

As the group entered the courtyard, the stray dog ​​tied to the corner barked even more loudly.

The old man quickened his pace, grabbed a wooden stick from the wall, and struck the dog twice. The dog immediately quieted down and stopped making a sound.

Practice makes perfect... Yu Dazhang discovered that the old man's stick-handling skills were very proficient.

Despite appearing unwell, the two blows landed with pinpoint accuracy, both avoiding the dog's head and striking its body.

And the place where the stick was placed was clearly intended for beating dogs.

It seems that the stray dog ​​barks whenever someone comes, like an alarm clock. The old man hitting the dog with his stick is like turning off the alarm clock.

Yu Dazhang also lived in the countryside when he was a child, so he felt a sense of familiarity with the scene before him.

We entered the house.

The place has a gloomy and gray feel to it. The tables and chairs are old and worn, and the walls are covered with large glass frames filled with photos.

Looking at the cement floor beneath his feet and then at the wooden bed inside the house, Yu Dazhang knew that this family was not well-off.

"Grandpa, where is the rest of your family?" Yu Dazhang asked.

"My wife went to the neighbor's house," the old man replied.

"As people get older, they can't stand being alone. If possible, they'll chat with their neighbors. That's one of their pleasures."

Not bad, he's quite talkative... Yu Dazhang understood what the old man was saying.

Do you think that going to a nursing home when you get old is the most miserable thing?
That's a huge mistake.

Nursing homes cost money; not just anyone can go there.

Moreover, going there is for enjoying life, not for serving a sentence.

It is undeniable that some nursing homes have cases of elder abuse, but these are extremely rare.

If this were a widespread phenomenon, the government would have banned it long ago.

The truly tragic situation is that of elderly people living alone, relying on themselves for food and drink, sometimes going for days without seeing or speaking a single word to anyone. After everyone was seated, Lü Zhongxin asked:
"Let's check first, you have two sons, right?"

"Yes." The old man nodded.

"The eldest son is named Qi Jiandong, and the youngest son is named Qi Jianhua."

That's it then... Yu Dazhang took a photo out of his bag and handed it over.

After taking it, Lü Zhongxin hesitated for a moment.

This photo was taken at the crime scene and shows the upper body of the deceased.

The deceased's face is clearly visible, but lifeless; it is immediately apparent that the photo was taken after death.

A heavy feeling welled up in Lü Zhongxin's heart. He was really afraid that the old man would not be able to bear such a blow after seeing this photo.

The most tragic thing in life is for a parent to outlive their child.

Yu Dazhang clearly had the same concerns, which is why he handed the photos over to his master.

Taking a deep breath, Lü Zhongxin picked up the photo and handed it to the old man.

"Do you know this person in the photo?" he asked mechanically.

The old man glanced at the photo, and his body froze instantly. He rubbed his eyes, seemingly unable to believe what he was seeing.

After confirming again that he wasn't seeing things, the old man asked tremblingly:
"This is my youngest son, Qi Jianhua. He... he's dead?"

Hmm? Yu Dazhang immediately noticed his unusual behavior.

The old man was shocked when he saw his son die.

But after this brief shock, the old man did not succumb to grief; instead, he displayed an unusual excitement.

Yes, excitement and grief are two completely different emotions.

Even without professional psychological knowledge, it is easy to distinguish them by visual observation alone.

From the moment he entered the door, Yu Dazhang sensed that something was wrong with the old man.

Normally, when parents hear that the police have come to their door to inquire about their child's situation, their first reaction will definitely be tension and worry.

They would be eager to ask the police what exactly their son had done wrong.

But the old man didn't. He simply invited them into the house warmly, without asking a single question about his son.

This is clearly not the reaction a normal parent should have.

"Yes," Lü Zhongxin replied.

"He died in an unfinished building in the suburbs the night before last."

He couldn't reveal too much about the case, so he could only touch on it briefly.

He also noticed the old man's unusual behavior, but he knew there were some things he shouldn't say.

"He died the day before yesterday?" the old man murmured, looking down at Lü Zhongxin.

"Can you be sure he's really dead?"

When the old man asked this question, he clearly showed fear, but he quickly returned to normal.

Lu Zhongxin keenly noticed the change in the old man's expression and, at the same time, had some guesses in his mind. So he nodded and answered firmly:

"He's really dead. A forensic examination has already been conducted; there's no mistake about it."

His answer felt like he was telling the old man: Don't worry, he's as dead as can be.

Yu Dazhang could naturally tell that his master's words had a hidden meaning; this was not an answer at all, but rather an attempt to reassure the old man.

It's now confirmed that the relationship between the master and apprentice is definitely not good.

Otherwise, the elderly person wouldn't have reacted this way.

Even now, let alone shedding tears, the old man doesn't even show the slightest bit of sadness.

Sure enough, upon hearing Lü Zhongxin's affirmative answer, the elderly man, nearing seventy, suddenly burst out laughing:

"Hahaha, good, good, hahaha, God has opened his eyes!"

(End of this chapter)