And she also saw that this young man was so vicious that he didn't look like he would take action against the old man?

Maybe?

The old man's fingers on the door handle tightened a little more.

...

"Weizi is not at home?"

The young man looked at the door opposite him, which he had been knocking on for a long time without any response.

"you do not know?"

The old man also followed the young man's gaze and looked at the opposite door.

She knew that door would open again.

But the person who came out was not the same person as before.

However, I'm afraid it will be difficult to rent this house out in a short time.

The old man sighed inwardly.

She and Xiao Li are not very familiar with each other.

It's just that the death of a person is always sad.

Still such an unclear death.

I don’t know who harmed Xiao Li?

He is obviously a quiet and good-tempered child.

...

"What do I know?"

The young man was puzzled and a little impatient, "Old lady, can you speak more clearly?"

"Sure enough, you are getting older..."

The young man muttered, "Not only do my ears not work well, I can't even speak clearly..."

The old man glared at the young man and said, "The old woman's ears are fine."

"My wife heard clearly what your boy said just now!"

The young man looked a little embarrassed.

I couldn't help but bury the blame in my heart: My hearing was not good when I should have been good... My hearing is actually very good now...

...

The old man did not continue to argue with the young man.

Otherwise, she will be the one who suffers in the end.

"Xiao Li is dead."

She looked at the young man and her tone was a little heavy.

"Dead, dead?!"

the young man exclaimed.

"how come?"

"How could he die?"

The young man was very surprised, "He has a terminal illness?"

"There was a car accident?"

"Is it suicide?"

"he-"

"have no idea."

The old man interrupted the young man's guesses one after another.

"But it's very possible... that he was killed."

"Killed?!"

The young man exclaimed again.

His facial features were a little distorted due to excessive accidents.

The raised voice also has a bit of distortion.

"Who killed him?"

"No, who did he offend?"

"How could he be killed?"

"he-"

The old man waved his hands hurriedly, somewhat angrily, "Please lower your voice."

"What are you doing so loudly?"

"And, how do I know these questions?"

"If you want to know, just go to the police station and ask the police."

"As for whether the police will tell you, I don't know..."

...

"He's dead...he's dead..."

The young man murmured.
Chapter completed!