The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chapter 3 3. Crane soars into the sky

Shen Yueying has a simple social relationship and has no enemies. She is just an ordinary old man who is half buried in the earth.

Chen Xiangyin was her only relative. Considering that she was soaked all over, it could neither explain why she jumped into the lake in the middle of the night nor why Shen Yueying's body was placed at the door of the police station.

She was a subject of reasonable suspicion.

She doesn't want to support the elderly, but she also covets the hundreds of thousands in compensation from Shen Yueying's insurance.

There is insufficient evidence, and Agarwood is temporarily free, but it must cooperate with the investigation at any time and cannot be released from the market.

After agarwood led him away, Zhai Xinhou was in a daze.

Next to him, Bu Xian asked him: "What clues did you find?"

Zhai Xinhou shook his head, "She looks familiar to me."

"That woman just now?" Bu Xian looked through Shen Yueying's practice report.

"Yes, definitely not alone. I was only seven years old at the time."

……

After coming out of the police station, Chen Xiangyin walked quickly on the road.

Shen Yueying died unexpectedly, and she became a suspect.

She was very annoyed.

Returning to the tailor shop and changing into a rose brocade moiré cheongsam, she walked through the alleys of Biluo Ancient Town and knocked on the door of a residential house.

The person who opened the door was an old man in his seventies, with a stooped back.

"Girl, who are you looking for?"

Chenxiang smiled and said: "Old man, I want to ask something." She picked up the gift on her hand and bought it at a nearby store.

Milk, cereal, cookies.

She has no money.

"Oh, my mother-in-law and I don't go out very often every day. What are you asking about? We may not know."

The old man looked at the gift boxes with concern in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. Since you are here, you must have a gift."

The uncle shouted loudly into the room: "Auntie! There is a girl who came to inquire about something!"

Agarwood followed the guidance and entered the yard.

In the room, a fat lady with a rosy face poured tea for Chen Xiang.

On the table, there are also several gift boxes containing ginseng, deer antlers, and sea cucumbers.

Chen Xiangyin looked at the family portrait on the wall.

The two old men smiled happily, and a young couple in the middle held a swaddled baby.

But the image of the woman in the middle looked blurry, and she was probably no longer alive.

Chen Xiang got straight to the point: "Auntie, did you take a video in the alley last night?"

The aunt's smile suddenly froze and she was shocked: "No! I didn't see it!"

Chen Xiang smiled and reassured: "Mom, don't be afraid. Last night, my man and I fought. We both practice martial arts, so the scene was a bit intense."

"Really?" The aunt was timid, as if she was afraid that Chen Xiangyin was here to kill someone and silence her.

The uncle continued: "How can you be so cruel when you two are fighting? Husband and wife...the most important thing is harmony!"

Chen Xiang wailed, her eyes watering: "Hey, he fell in love with someone else. I am pregnant with his child and want to give birth to him and raise him myself, but he is afraid that I will threaten him with the child."

Chen Xiangyin looked at the aunt's reaction, and obviously believed it, and continued: "He was a domestic violence! The child is gone. I was frustrated and wanted to take the dowry and leave here, but he refused to give it, so I didn't say a word Yes, he chased me and beat me, which is what you saw last night."

The aunt frowned, with a look of distress on her face. Chen Xiangyin held her chubby and warm hand: "Aunt, the video yesterday was very important to me. I want to call the police, that is evidence."

The aunt stopped talking for a long time: "Oh...it's really...tsk."

The silent old man on the side had a dark face, said nothing, and silently lit his pipe.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" Chen Xiang asked curiously.

The aunt looked towards the back room, Chen Xiangyin followed her line of sight, and just in time a tall figure came out of the door with his head slightly lowered, holding the aunt's mobile phone in his hand.

It's the man from last night!
  He was wearing a slightly loose black casual suit today, which made his already tall and straight figure even more majestic.

The whole person is serious and mysterious, and cannot be offended.

Let him get there first!
  When the uncle saw him coming out, he hit the ground with his crutch several times angrily.

"Girl, it's because we were blind and deceived by this bastard! Most of the video has been deleted by him! But don't be afraid, we all saw it last night!"

The aunt echoed: "Call the police! Is there any other method?! The two of us will be your witnesses!"

The man raised his eyebrows: "Go out and talk?"

Chen Xiang raised his eyebrows, a little embarrassed.

Just now, the drama spirit possessed me, and I improvised without even being able to hold it back.

"Okay." She stood up.

The aunt was anxious and took her hand: "Aren't you afraid that he will hit you again! Don't go with him! He is so tall and wants to hit a little girl like you? He is really nothing!"

With that said, the aunt stepped forward and snatched away her senior phone, and then spat at the man's feet.

"I'll pay the money and we won't divorce you." The man said with a teasing look in his eyes.

Chen Xiang shook the aunt's hand sincerely.

"Auntie, I don't want to implicate you. He is very vindictive. He treats me like this, let alone you? Don't worry, there are many people outside, and he won't do anything to me."

The aunt was persuaded, sighed, and gave the man another hard look.

The uncle angrily mentioned the gift boxes: ginseng, deer antlers, and sea cucumbers.

Throwing it on the man, he said angrily: "Take your things! Get out of my house!"

The man was hit hard and seemed to be angry.

Chen Xiangyin immediately smoothed things over and coaxed in a soft voice: "Those things should be considered as bought by me! Grandpa and aunt, his money is our common property. Now he monopolizes it and will also give it to Xiao Sanhua. You keep it." Don’t take advantage of him!”

Turning around, Chen Xiangyin was angry with the man: "Let's go."

After taking only two steps, the aunt shouted from behind: "Girl, if you need us to testify, just ask! Don't let the bad guys take advantage!"

Chen Xiang turned around and nodded: There are still many good people in this world.

Walking side by side, the man elbowed him on the shoulder.

He said lazily in a low voice: "I know how to give things, and I know some etiquette. It's not like I have no royal skills at all."

"Both each other." Chen Xiangyin also secretly worked hard and hit the man with his arm.

Question: "Tell me, what is your name? What do you do?"

The man chuckled and said disdainfully: "Why should I tell you?"

"Eavesdropping on my corner, and now destroying evidence, shouldn't there be an explanation?"

The man shrugged: "Who said I was here to destroy evidence?"

"Then what are you doing here?"

Having said this, the two of them had already walked to the busy cross street of Biluo Ancient Town and stood face to face. Really tall, Chen Xiangyin raised his head and looked at the man with emotion.

"Of course Chacha, who are you? So lawless." The man looked at him with burning eyes.

"Are you checking me? Aren't you trying to be a guest?"

The man disagreed and narrowed his phoenix eyes.

"What does Yueying's death have to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter. Don't touch the porcelain."

The man lowered his body, got close to Agarwood, and then whispered: "I would like to ask, you keep saying that your grandma is dead, why, I saw, she can still walk on her own?"

Agarwood was startled.

"And you were talking to yourself at home last night. Are you..." He pointed at her head, "Is there something wrong here?"

He was referring to her talking to Ah Pong.

Chen Xiangyin snorted, stood up on tiptoes, and came close to his ear: "Your skills are not like ordinary people. Since you are curious about me, why not find a quiet place to chat?"

Her articulation is very charming and makes people's hearts tingle when listening to it.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up slightly: "I'm not free today."

Turning around, meeting Chen Xiangyin's probing eyes, he took a step back unconsciously.

Chen Xiangyin chuckled and took a step back: "Aren't you free all day? What about at night?"

She saw the man raise his eyebrows, and then reached out to her: "Give me the phone."

Chen Xiangyin took out his phone and handed it to him.

The auntie has the same old phone, but the paint peeled off after using it.

The man pressed the number on it, and the mechanical female voice of the old man's phone read out his number like a loudspeaker.

When he returned the phone, he said, "I'll call you tonight."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Chen Xiangyin took the phone and looked at it. There were three large pixel characters on the screen: Crane Soars to the Sky.

What a good name. There are gods and goddesses upstairs in every house, vying to see the cranes soaring into the sky.

……

At night, agarwood attracts bored people waiting for guests to come to their door.

Shen Ji Tailoring House is an old wooden house, and the second floor is particularly cramped.

It was just a few square meters, with a small bed by the window, and the traces of Shen Yueying's life.

She had been living in hiding for many years. If Shen Yueying hadn't been dreaming about her repeatedly, she might not have come back here again.

He was also an asshole enough to let Shen Yueying fend for herself alone.

Agarwood pushed open the wooden window, supported it with a wooden stick, and tilted his head to look outside.

Scissor Alley has not yet been developed and still retains its original style.

The most fearful thing is that I will fall in love with the scene. When I come back here, I will inevitably fall in love every now and then.

Until the loudspeaker of the old man's phone sounded, bringing her back to the present moment from her melancholy.

Agarwood raised the corners of her mouth and leaned half of her body out of the window.

There are no street lights in Scissor Lane, and cranes stand tall and tall in the night.

He held the cigarette between his fingertips and took a deep breath, the firelight illuminating the sharp contours of his face.

After meeting her eyes, he neatly threw the cigarette butt to the ground, raised his steps and walked towards the door.

Agarwood led him downstairs and opened the creaking wooden door. He saw a tall crane blocking the doorway, very close, as if on purpose.

"It's so late, I'm almost asleep." Chen Xiangyin's voice was soft, not coquettish but charming.

There is a slight smell of blood and potions in the air.

Chen Xiangyin poured tea and asked with concern: "You didn't hurt your hands, did you?"

He sneered to the sky, he was trying to kill him the night before, what was he doing now?
  The aroma of tea spreads along with the steaming water mist, and the water column makes a crisp sound, which is long and sultry in the quiet night.

Agarwood pushed the cup, but Crane didn't drink.

He was observing Chen Xiangyin without comment. This was an extremely beautiful face.

No makeup was applied, and she was naturally beautiful. Every inch of her body was bright and attractive, but her eyes were ethereal and silent.

"Shen Ji Tailoring." He Chongtian looked at the surrounding environment.

The tailor shop on the first floor is filled with all kinds of fabrics and ready-made clothes. They were all made by Shen Yueying during his lifetime. The business was not very good, and a lot of them were left unsold and gathering dust.

"There is only one old man in this tailor shop, Shen Yueying, who lives alone. Why haven't I seen you before?"

"My name is Chen Xiangyin, and Shen Yueying is my grandmother. Do you often travel here?" Chen Xiangyin pushed the teacup again: "Where's the rock tea from Wuyi Mountain."

Crane nodded and repeated: "Agarwood Yin."

He still doesn't drink.

A gust of wind blew the wooden door, making an unusual noise.

Chen Xiangyin shivered in fright.

He laughed to the sky: "Can't you see that you are so cowardly and have something secret in your heart?"

Chen Xiang smiled bewilderingly and shook his head: "Why are you eavesdropping on my corner?"

"Passing by, curious."

"What a coincidence?" Chen Xiangyin drank a cup of tea, "Are you afraid of poisoning me if you don't drink it?"

He raised his lips and said, "I don't drink anything from outside."

Chen Xiangyin nodded thoughtfully: "Then you will be in trouble."

"So, why is your grandma still walking after she died?"

Chen Xiang refused to respond and started talking: "So curious?"

He Tongtian smiled and shook his head, turning the metal lighter in his hand: "I am naturally curious. If you don't tell me, I won't be able to sleep when I go back at night."

"Do you have trouble sleeping?"

He raised his eyebrows to the sky but said nothing.

Chen Xiangyin then said: "Then, why don't you go back to sleep?"

He Chongtian tensed his jawline for a moment, and looked at Chen Xiangyin with piercing eyes.

Chen Xiangyin poured another cup of tea and drank it.

Looking at the crane soaring into the sky, his eyes gradually became distracted, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The moment he fell asleep and closed his eyes, Chen Xiang stood up and said, "I asked you to drink tea, but you didn't drink it."

The faintly floating agarwood in the incense burner adds something, and the tea is the antidote.

(End of this chapter)