Chapter 936
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Old Guan's wife held her hands tightly and kept saying, "Thank you."
Ye Jian's eyes reddened as she thanked him through sobs. The pain of losing a loved one … was the most unbearable pain.
After crying for about five minutes, Old Guan's wife gradually calmed down. She wiped the tears on her face with her hands that were calloused from hard work and had fine wrinkles on her fingertips.
"My dear daughter, Old Guan said we must thank you properly. I don't have much ability, so I can only kowtow to you. My daughter, our Guan Family will never forget your kindness. "
Old Guan's wife, whose eyes were red from crying, insisted on kowtowing to Ye Chien. Ye Chien was so scared that he hugged this down-to-earth middle-aged woman and said, "Auntie, you can't kowtow to me. I'm not the only one here. There are many good people here. Please don't kowtow to me. I was just passing by and saw it. If I can help, I will. "
Old Guan's two friends said, "That's what we should do, that's what we should do. We can't think of any other way to thank you, so we'll kowtow to you. We'll kowtow to you on behalf of the Guan family!"
Ye Chien could stop one of them, but there were three of them at the same time. He gave Captain Feng a look and stopped Old Guan's chauffeur friends.
"Auntie, Uncle, I'm here because I have something to ask of you. There's no need to thank you, but I need to know something from the three of you."
Ye Chien could calm Old Guan's wife and two friends down.
"What happened yesterday afternoon? It's nothing. The three of us were together. We had our meals together. We didn't dare to go far after loading the goods in the car. " Old Guan's friend, Chauffeur Tian, recalled what happened yesterday afternoon. "We had fast food during lunch break and delivered some food to the chauffeur. That's all."
"Did Uncle Guan leave during the lunch break? Or did he go out alone? Like fetching water? Or going to the bathroom? " Ye Chien's questioning was no worse than the police. He asked in detail, "Or did someone talk to him and ask for directions? And after lunch, is there anything wrong with Uncle Guan? "
Driver Tian and another driver with the same surname, Guan, shook their heads in unison. "I don't see anything wrong. It seems to be the same. Old Guan is a man of few words. We can't tell what's on his mind. "
Mr. Guan's wife thought about it. She was too overwhelmed by grief to remember, but she was Mr. Guan's wife, the person closest to him, so she was able to recount it more fully. "Something's not right … Something's not right with Mr. Guan …"
Ye Chien's spirits were lifted. He didn't rush her. He just looked at her quietly, waiting for her to break away from her sadness and recall the warmth of yesterday.
"Something, something is not right. Old Guan came out of the bathroom and pulled me into the car." Old Guan's wife tried to recall what had happened the day before and how she had spent time with her husband.
Then, he recalled that something was wrong with Old Guan. "He came out of the bathroom … and dragged me into the car. I didn't even finish my mantou or take a jar of pickled vegetables before he dragged me into the car."
The first time he said, "Dragged me into the car." The second and third time he said, "Dragged me into the car."
The latter was more urgent, fast, and hurried than the former. It could even be said that he was panicking.
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