old man feeding rules

The two of them leaned against the door and listened to the movement outside. This tight feeling of waist against waist and legs against legs could easily remind them of the night when they first met, but compared to that time, now they have a reasonable understanding of each other. Jiang Xun needs to use all his concentration to ensure that his focus of attention is outside the school.

He heard chaotic footsteps. It sounded like two people had left the room. The conversation was so small that it couldn't be heard clearly through the door panel. He could only vaguely hear that one of them was a man.

"Maybe it's his son and daughter-in-law, don't be so sensitive." Jiang Xun rubbed his chest and pinched Song Yuzhi's abdominal muscles along the way.

The man asked him, "Does son and daughter-in-law need to be so careful?"

"Maybe it's just a coincidence that the old man downstairs didn't see her, or maybe his daughter-in-law is a man. The old man thinks it's embarrassing, and he's embarrassed to let outsiders know, so he hides it."

That being said, Jiang Xun just didn't want to magnify the matter. Now that there were enough difficult problems, he really didn't want to add unnecessary pressure to himself for no reason.

"Look what I found," he waved the half key in front of Song Yuzhi, and hid the two cigarette butts in his pocket without deliberately showing them off.

"key?"

"It should be left to me by Qin Shu. It doesn't look like a recent thing. Guess where it can be used?"

Song Yuzhi has been a young master who does not eat fireworks since he was a child, how could he know these down-to-earth things.

"I guess there are two places," Jiang Xun stretched out two fingers, "The abandoned buildings in the backyard of our bureau, and..."

As soon as they said "and", someone knocked on the door. The two of them were startled. They peeped out through the peephole, and they were relieved when they saw the old man at the opposite door, and opened the door.

"There are a lot of cardboard boxes in Lao Yangtou's house, bring a bigger one and take the big cat away with him."

The old man didn't have a good attitude, and the tone of the order made people feel uncomfortable, so the two of them followed suit, and they were still cautious when they entered the door. Seeing two pairs of slippers at the door, they changed them out of courtesy.

The old man looked a little strange after seeing the actions of the two. Maybe he himself noticed something was wrong. If the slippers were prepared in advance for the guests, the toe of the shoes must be facing the house, so that the guests can change them easily. But these two pairs of cotton The mop was clearly facing the door, and it was arranged in a mess, as if it had been kicked away at random. It was hard not to notice such a detail.

However, neither of them intended to expose the old man on the spot, so they pretended not to see them, and followed him inside talking and laughing, secretly looking at the furnishings in the house.

It can be seen that this is also the residence of a typical old man living alone. The furnishings of the house are still old things from the last century. The latest thing should be a doll played by a child. The old man let go of his guard.

"Master, what's your last name, and what should we call you?"

The old man didn't intend to get close to them at all, so he led them to the balcony, and saw a big cat with messy hair lying under the radiator, and three kittens whose fur hadn't fully grown yet nestled under the tummy. Woke up with a start, let out a soft cry and burrowed into the big cat's arms.

"Five were born, three were alive, and the two who died were buried in the courtyard. If you want to take them away, hurry up, because these little gadgets made the house full of hairs, and my granddaughter didn't come. , quickly take it away and I will be clean.”

Song Yuzhi smiled homely, "Master, I heard that your surname is Huang from the uncle downstairs. Do you have the word 'Xu'? It's a good name."

The old man Huang snorted ambiguously, "Always gossip about other people's affairs, gossiping like a toothless old lady, very annoying."

"Hey, don't say that, the neighbors are not malicious. But I'm a little curious, how is your relationship with Teacher Yang?"

Jiang Xun winked at him, meaning don't cause trouble, and if they get out of trouble at this time, it will be more difficult for them to conduct private investigations in the future.

Song Yuzhi pretended not to see, staring at old man Huang with smiling eyes, urging him to continue.

The old man Huang was also annoyed by these two young people who stayed away from doing business for a long time: "It's not good, I don't play chess with him, it's a stinky chess basket, I'm so annoying."

"But when I was rummaging through the boxes just now, I found a lot of express boxes. Mr. Yang is very careful. The cartons are all folded and stored together. Most of the express boxes have torn off the express slips, probably because they are afraid of revealing the recipients. Only a few left clear and complete tracking numbers and recipient information. Basically all the recipients’ names are written as ‘Huang Xu’. Isn’t it good enough to be close enough to receive express delivery? ?”

Although people are smiling, what they say hits people's pain. There is a hint of slyness in the eyes of this smiling fox, which makes the old man Huang feel that he has eaten so many years of salt for nothing. The truth is revealed.

The old man Huang sighed, took a bench and stuffed it under his buttocks, he had no intention of offering seats to the two guests, and he still tried to defend: "It's not because he is pitiful about collecting garbage and selling it for money, so he will give what he can to the best of his ability. Giving him something is considered helping him, isn’t that okay?”

"You didn't tell the truth, of course you can't." Song Yuzhi blinked, and pointed to the cabinet behind the door that was not tightly closed, "These are all bottles and cans you picked up, and you should also consider selling waste products as your first priority." Second, the source of livelihood, but gave others what I used to make a living, which is equivalent to sending money directly, why don't you give me some too?"

"Hmph, the young man dresses so brightly, but speaks so impolitely. Let's put it this way, I just ask him to help me collect the courier. I'm often not at home..."

"There are Cainiao Posts for receiving couriers. Now most of the couriers are delivered directly to the post. When it comes to sending a text message to the recipient to notify the pick-up, it is not the era of door-to-door delivery. This argument does not hold water."

"I……"

"I also found that those couriers basically come from a long-distance logistics company in the province, mainly from Yanxi to Changning. They are not listed on the search page of Dazhong Logistics. The negative review rate is generally high, and the stable customers are small companies. Small businesses, they also rarely provide services to individual users.”

The old man Huang didn't understand Song Yuzhi's words very well, he just felt that he seemed to be set up by someone, blocking all the way to explain, and he was trapped in a dead end with no escape.

Seeing that old man Huang was dripping with sweat, even if Jiang Xun didn't want to pursue his crap, he had to go after the victory.

He patted the old man Huang, took out his ID card from his arms, flashed it, and smiled meaningfully, "Old man, don't be afraid, we are this, and we have no malicious intentions."

He saw that the two of them were staring at him in surprise, and thought that he was so handsome in imitating Hong Kong and Taiwan police movies, so he was complacent about it. It turned out to be his driver's license that was about to expire, and then he remembered that his police officer's card had been handed over to Zhou Mi during the Oscar poisoning case, and smiled awkwardly.

Song Yuzhi seemed to sigh, but actually suppressed a smile, took out his police officer card and waved it in front of Old Man Huang, fearing that he would find out that he was a trainee policeman making a big fuss, so he quickly took it back.

"I guessed it. Xiaoshu's child is also a policeman. It's not surprising that he has a few policemen friends. You are not Lao Yangtou's students. He is the one who came to investigate me."

"How to say?"

The expression on Old Man Huang's face was a bit exciting, "He doubted me, and he deserved it. Who told me to really use him."

"Is it convenient to talk about it?"

"Medicine, I bought medicine."

This time even Jiang Xun, who didn't intend to be serious, pricked up his ears, and squatted on the ground with his legs crossed to stare at the old man Huang. I took it back.

"My granddaughter is sick and has myelofibrosis at the age of seven. She can't go to school, read, run and jump like a normal child. She can only cry and cry for pain... I feel sorry for her and can't bear to see her in such pain every day, so ..."

"So you used heresy methods to treat her? Old man, how dare you."

Jiang Xun's expression was slightly distorted. You must know that the course of myelofibrosis is relatively short, and it may even turn into leukemia. People with acute onset will die within one year of the disease. There is no cure at all with current medical methods, and they can only rely on bone marrow. The transplant prolongs the survival time appropriately. This old man is lucky. He has no medical knowledge and does not listen to the doctor's advice. How dare he buy medicine online to treat his granddaughter?

"I... I can't help it. The child is sick. The child's mother saw that she was so sick, and was afraid that it would not be cured, so she got depression and jumped off the building. Her father asked for leave every day to take care of her, and lost his job. The family That little savings is not enough to find a bone marrow match for her, you said it was easy! If you don’t give her medicine and cure her illness, you have to watch her die. Which elder has the heart to let the child wait for death? Do you think I Want to!!"

The hoarse roar of the old man Huang made Jiang Xun regain a trace of warmth. In the past, he handled cases impartially, led his consciousness with reason, and rarely thought about problems from the perspective of the perpetrator or the victim. Very bad, unable to put himself in consideration of other people's feelings, but this time the situation is special, he also has a sister who is seriously ill and is being treated abroad, at least on this point he can understand the painstaking efforts of old man Huang.

"Then you can't take the risk, do you know where the medicine came from?"

The old man Huang shook his head, nodded again, buried his face in his hands, and rubbed his cloudy and dry eyes, "I know, I don't know. I went to see her every day when Ah Nan was ill, and saw how uncomfortable she was. I couldn't help crying, a doctor saw that I was crying all the time, so he talked to me, asked about Ah Nan's condition, and said that she was researching a medicine that could replace bone marrow to produce blood, and asked me if I wanted to try it."

Song Yuzhi asked: "Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it, how can I believe it? I am old, but I am not old and confused. The female doctor saw that I was a little tempted but dared not try it. She said she would take me to the pharmaceutical company. After I went, I found that it was It’s a well-known pharmaceutical factory with high-tech facilities, so it’s not something ordinary people can afford, so it can’t be a fake.”

The two were speechless, unable to speak at all. It seems that the grassroots police's anti-fraud science popularization is still not enough, which is why their work is so difficult.

However, the mention of "pharmaceutical company" reminded Song Yuzhi of one thing. He remembered that there were many cartons of anti-cancer drugs among the waste products piled up in Mr. Yang's house. Most of them came from the same pharmaceutical factory. At that time, he felt that something was wrong. , but he didn’t have a chance to mention it to Jiang Xun yet. Taking this opportunity, he tentatively asked, “Is it Baiyun Pharmaceutical?”

The old man Huang's eyes dodged a little, which confirmed the authenticity of his guess.

"Can you tell me what the doctor looks like?"

"Female, good-looking, looks like a foreigner, always likes to wear skirts and high heels, about this height, in her thirties, she doesn't look old."

Jiang Xun felt the hairs on his back stand on end. He glanced at Song Yuzhi, who was also looking at him. It seemed that they both thought of the same person...

Song Yuzhi pulled out a photo from his phone and asked, "Is that her?"

The old man Huang nodded again and again, "Hey, yes, it's her. Why, you guys know her too? She can't be a criminal, right?"

With the old man Huang's confession, the case suddenly became clear, but then it entered another puzzle.

The person who provided medical assistance to the old man Huang and his granddaughter turned out to be Lan Shan, the victim in the Oscar poisoning case.

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~