Ma Houde gave some tissues to Shen Meihuan and then looked at Gu Feng, who was barely able to keep calm, "Hello, Mr. Gu, I'm Ma Houde. Do you mind if I ask you something?"
"Go ahead." Gu Feng took a deep breath and answered reluctantly.
Ma Houde nodded, "When was the last time you saw Gu Jiajie?"
Gu Feng thought for a while and said in a hoarse voice, "Last night, about 11: 30. I chatted with him before going to bed, but I didn't expect … "
"Does your son have any enemies recently? Or is he behaving strangely?" Ma Houde had to pretend that he didn't see his son's expression and continued asking.
Gu Feng shook his head and said, "My son is very sensible and never causes trouble outside. He is also very filial … Recently, there is nothing unusual about him."
"Did you give your son a phone?" Ma Houde continued to ask.
"Yes, I did." Gu Feng quickly said, "It's the latest model. I gave it to him during the summer vacation because he did well in the exam last semester. I went with him to buy it! "
"Well … Mr. Gu, we can't confirm the cause of your son's death yet." Ma Houde said slowly, "But I want to take your son's phone back and have a look. And we'll also go to your son's room. Also, I have to remind you that the forensic doctor may dissect your son's body if necessary. I hope you can cooperate with him. "
"What? Dissect my son's body? " Hearing this, Shen Meihuan cried sadly, "My son is like this, and you still want to dissect his body?"
Ma Houde had to say, "Madam, don't you want to know whether your son committed suicide or something else happened to him?"
Shen Meihuan suddenly had no idea. She could only lean on her husband's chest and cry bitterly. Ma Houde shook his head. He knew that he couldn't get anything out of the couple for the time being.
He walked aside impatiently and lit a cigarette, waiting for the certificate holder. At this time, a figure came into his sight.
A slightly thin figure walked away from the crowd with a hat on his head. Ma Houde subconsciously wanted to go up, but he heard a policeman's voice.
"Ma Houde, the certificate holder is coming!"
"Oh … Oh, OK, I'll be right there."
Ma Houde had already lost sight of the figure, but there were still many onlookers in front of him. Officer Ma was immediately dissatisfied, "You! Didn't I ask you to evacuate the onlookers? Where is he? "
…
…
"Two steamed buns, one for home and one for takeout."
"OK!"
In front of the bun shop, the boss, who was kneading dough with his head down, answered casually. But soon he raised his head. When he saw the customer, he smiled in surprise, "Luo Qiu! It's you! Long time no! Come, come, come, sit inside! "
"Do your business."
Brother Chen had taken over the bun shop for some time since his parents left. Luoqiu glanced at Old Chen's son, who seemed to be more skillful with his hands, smiled, and walked into the bun shop.
It seemed that the shop had regained some popularity compared to when Old Chen had just left.
"Long time no see, why are you back today?" Old Chen's son put a towel on his shoulder, wiped his sweat, and sat opposite Luoqiu.
"I suddenly remembered, so I came. By the way, I went back to the old house to clean it. "Luoqiu said softly," How have you been recently? "
"Alas!" Old Chen's son smiled and replied, "Same as always. But I'm probably more comfortable than before. "
Old Chen's son made tea and said slowly, "People think they are not used to it at first, but in fact, they just can't accept it. But if they accept it, it's not bad. It's not bad to change the way of life. "
He looked at the old neighbors who had already accepted the taste of his bun, smiled and said, "Recently, I began to understand some things. My dad has been insisting on staying here … I think he has his own reasons. "
Old Chen's son's eyes gradually became gentle. His smile was very nice, just like the taste of the bun shop's bun.
Human touch.
"It tastes good." Luoqiu opened a fresh bun, tasted it, and praised.
Old Chen's son smiled honestly, "That's good! I was afraid that you would say it didn't taste good. You're so scary when you're not smiling, just like a little old man. I don't know when you'll say something scary, and you're so serious! "
"…" Luoqiu sighed and didn't say anything.
At this time, another customer came to the bun shop. She stood in front of the shop and whispered something. Old Chen's son glanced at Luoqiu. "This little girl is here again."
Luoqiu turned his head and saw a woman wearing a mask and a hat, "Little girl?"
"Her voice doesn't sound loud." Old Chen's son nodded, "It should be a little girl. In the last one or two months, she came back once every one or two days. Every time, she would buy a lot of buns. "
Old Chen's son shrugged, "But she rarely talks. Every time she pays, she takes the things and leaves. Huh, she left again. This time, she seems to be in a hurry. "
After the little girl paid the bill, she lowered her head and hurriedly left. No one knew what she looked like.
"Boss, leave the buns here first. I'll come back to get them later." Luoqiu suddenly stood up and said.
"Oh, okay!"
…
In an alley in the old town, the little girl carrying a big bag of buns stuck close to the exit of the alley. She cautiously poked her head out and looked at the way she came.
She seemed to be relieved. She patted her chest and turned around. She pulled down her mask and took a whiff of the buns in the bag. She smiled.
"Does it smell good?"
"Yes!" The little girl answered without thinking, but she soon realized that something was wrong … Who was asking her?
She abruptly turned around and saw the person who had appeared behind her without anyone noticing. She was very frightened and let out a soft cry of "Ah".
"Do I look scary?" Luoqiu looked at the little girl in front of him. It was Butterfly Monster Luo Dance.
"No, no." Butterfly Monster lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Boss Luo.
Luoqiu smiled, "When did you change to eating buns? You didn't eat them before."
Luo Dance raised her head and blinked, "It's not for me. It's for Little Black and the others."
"Little Black?"
"Yes!"
…
The so-called "Little Black and the others" didn't refer to anyone, but a group of stray cats.
In the courtyard of an abandoned house in a corner of the old town, the little butterfly monster was squatting on the ground. She peeled the buns in the bag and fed them to the stray cats that popped out from the bushes all over the courtyard.
Looking at the kitten licking the butterfly monster's finger and making her smile, Luo Qiu suddenly felt a little more comfortable.
"Give me a bun." He squatted down and said softly.
They fed the cats like this.
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