Reborn 73 years later, he takes his mother-in-law hunting in the mountains.

"Come in."

As Yuan Tianchu put the tape recorder away, he said something.

With his back to the door.

The door opened.

The person who came in was wearing a cotton hat and a cotton gauze mask.

After entering, they took off their hats and masks, revealing their faces.

It was none other than the goldsmith He Changshun.

He greeted him respectfully:

"Chairman Yuan."

Before Yuan Tianchu could turn around, he asked:

"Are you sure no one saw you kill Sun Wenju?"

"Confirmed. No one saw me on either my trip."

He Changshun was staring at Yuan Tianshu's back.

He was wide open; if I were to pull out a sharp knife from my pocket and stab him...

I looked carefully when I entered the room, and no one saw me.

If we kill Jin Wanliang, will that solve the problem once and for all?

But no, his son is counting on him!

Yuan Tianshu bent down and placed the tape recorder into the lower compartment of the bedside table.

Only then did he turn around and look at He Changshun:

"Did you ever think about stabbing me in the back just now? I'm old now, not as agile as I used to be. If you had ambushed me, I would have been 80% sure of killing you."

He Changshun was so frightened that he quickly smiled apologetically:

"President, you must be joking. I'm too busy being loyal to you to even think about attacking you."

He was also secretly sweating.

Since Yuan Tianshu said such a thing, then even when he turned his back to me just now, he was on guard.

If I make a move, I'm almost certain to die at his hands.

Yuan Tianchu handed him a cigarette:

"Old He, don't be afraid. You'll always be my good brother."

He Changshun took it, quickly took out a match to help Yuan Tianshu light it before lighting his own.

Try to keep your emotions as calm as possible:

"Old Chairman, I've done everything I can. Please, could you help me get my child out? My child works the night shift and always sleeps at home during the day. How could this happen so suddenly..."

Yuan Tianshu waved his hand:

"You don't need to talk about Xiao He, your business is my business. I will do everything I can to get your son out as soon as possible, but only if he really didn't kill anyone."

He Changshun raised his hand and swore:

"Chairman Yuan, I swear to God, I know my son myself. He Kui is so honest that he's afraid of even mice. How could he possibly kill someone?"

"Hehe, no need to rush. I trust you. I'll talk to the police later, at least to make sure he doesn't suffer in there."

"Thank you, President! Thank you so much!"

He Changshun bowed repeatedly.

If Yuan Tianshu forced him to do something, he would rather flee with his family than go back to his old ways of murder and robbery.

But his son was suddenly arrested, and no one knows if it was Yuan Tianshu who did it.

Now that He Changshun is at someone else's mercy, let alone killing Sun Wenju, he would even be willing to die in exchange for his son's safety.

Yuan Tianchu waved his hand: "You can go back now. I'll call you if I need anything."

"What about He Kui's matter..."

"No need to say more, I will do my best."

"We're counting on you, Chairman."

"..."

Yuan Tianchu was unwilling to say anything more and simply waved his hand.

He Changshun backed out the door.

……

After leaving the Yuan family's house, Lu Yao did not go home but went straight to the Public Security Bureau.

It was already dark.

The staff at the compound have already closed for the day.

The gatekeeper recognized Lu Yao and waved to him as a greeting.

Lu Yao then took the lead and went inside.

Inside the building, there were also people on duty.

Mei Ping's house was locked.

When Lu Yao asked, he learned that she had gone back to her dormitory to sleep.

Meiping has been working tirelessly these past few days, and today she finally had some free time and wanted to go back to her dorm to get a good night's sleep.

The dormitory was actually just vacant family housing.

A small courtyard was temporarily assigned to Mei Ping.

It's right outside the back wall of the Public Security Bureau.

Lu Yao had never been there before, but the person on duty was familiar with him and told him where it was.

Lu Yao didn't even drive the car; he jumped over the back wall of the Public Security Bureau compound.

The nearly two-meter-high wall would be difficult for others to cross, but Lu Yao could leap over it without getting his clothes dirty.

Take two running steps, jump up, grab the top of the wall with your hands, then push off the wall with your feet, using your hands and feet to propel yourself over in a spin.

This alley has about twenty houses, and most of them are family members of police officers.

Following the instructions of the person on duty, Lu Yao counted to the sixth house from the east, which was where Mei Ping lived.

Seeing the lights on in the courtyard, Lu Yao jumped over the wall again.

The wall is only a meter high; it's just a matter of lifting your leg.

The curtains were drawn, and Lu Yao reached out and knocked on the door.

"Sister Mei, are you asleep? Open the door."

There was a rustling sound of clothes being put on inside, followed by someone shuffling in their shoes.

"Who?"

"Lu Yao".

"You're still not home so late? Is something wrong?"

Lu Yao laughed: "What, can't I come to your place for a while if there's nothing wrong?"

"..."

Mei Ping hesitated inside.

Yesterday, Lu Yao made unwanted advances at the bureau again.

He came here today for a serious case analysis, so we didn't pursue his responsibility.

It's already dark, and I've already gone to bed. Why is he coming up to me again? What does he want?

Seeing that Mei Ping remained silent, Lu Yao knocked twice more.

"You're here to talk to me about the case? What do you think I'm going to do to you? I'm just asking if you're going to listen or not. If you're not, I'm leaving."

"Wait a moment."

Meiping went back and put her outer pants back on.

I was only wearing a sweater and long underwear with a cotton-padded jacket over my shoulders.

Then the door was opened:

"Come in, what important case is it that you're here so late?"

Lu Yao didn't say anything, and started pacing around after entering the house:

"I knocked on the door but you didn't open it. Is someone hiding inside? Let me search."

Mei Ping kicked him in the butt:

"What nonsense are you spouting? Can't you be a little more serious?!"

Lu Yao then turned around and sat down at the writing desk.

"Sister Mei, you are so clean. This room is spotless."

"Stop flattering me. I haven't been back for days, and it's still spotless. Of course it's clean when no one lives there. Get to the point."

Mei Ping used a stove stick to reinforce the stove and added a shovelful of coal dust.

Lu Yao watched from behind her.

It's obvious she wasn't wearing any cotton pants underneath; her skin was so see-through.

But she didn't dare reach out, as Sister Mei had both a stove shovel and a coal shovel in her hands.

After Mei Ping turned around, Lu Yao said:

"Was someone from the educated youth resettlement office murdered today?"

"You found out too?"

When a murder occurs in the city, it's always a big commotion; the news spreads quickly.

So it's not surprising that Lu Yao knew.

Lu Yao asked Mei Ping:

"Would you believe me if I said I killed this person?"

Mei Ping immediately raised her eyebrows, her almond-shaped eyes widening as she stared at Lu Yao:

"Could it be... true? This person died a horrible death, the killer was ruthless... that's in line with your personality."

Lu Yao was angry:

"Sister, is this how you perceive me? Ruthless and cruel?"

"At least from my perspective, you're ruthless when it comes to killing."

"Hold!"

"Keep your mouth clean!"

Lu Yao got up angrily, turned around, and looked back at Mei Ping sitting on the edge of the bed:

"Then tell me, why did I kill him?"

"How should I know? You're here to turn yourself in, so tell me."

Lu Yao smiled. Since Sister Mei said so, then he should trust her.

He plopped down next to Mei Ping, who was so startled that she quickly dodged to the side, almost landing on the stove lid.

"If you're going to say something, why are you sitting so close?"

"Shh, be quiet. I want to ask you, if I said Yuan Tianchu killed the person, would you believe me?"