After explaining the purpose of the visitor to register with his ID card, Xia Qinian's car was released. He learned Gao Fuye's address from an acquaintance in the bureau and learned a small amount of relevant information. He was also prepared.

When the doorbell was pressed, a middle-aged man with a haggard and trance looked and didn't even ask who was outside the door.

"Hello Mr. Gao, I am... um."

Ailiang raised his hand and twisted Xia Qinian's waist from the blind spot of Gao Fuye's perspective: "Hello Uncle Gao, I'm Ailiang we met in the morning."

It would be fine if I didn’t say it, but Gao Fuye’s eyes turned red again when he said it two words in the morning, but tears could not flow out, and only a strong headache came.

"...Come in." Gao Fuye covered his head and gave the two of them space to enter.

This kid is really ruthless.

Xia Qinian rubbed her waist and walked into the room and thought to herself.

The living room was filled with the smell of second-hand smoke, and there were ash and cigarette butts everywhere next to the sofa, and no ashtray was seen.

Except for the sofa area, the other places are very neat and clean. These cigarette butts should have been made by Gao Fuye in one morning.

After Gao Fuye closed the door, he originally planned to return to the sofa, but looked at Ai Liang who was sitting on the sofa covered with ash and he went to the water dispenser and trembled and took two glasses of water.

Ai Liang took the disposable paper cup with both hands: "Thank you."

"No, I should say sorry. It's because I'm not good about the morning... Don't forget to feel in your heart." Gao Fuye sat next to Ailiang and took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth. He was about to light the fire and put it down again.

"I know, I didn't blame you."

Ailiang took the cigarette and lighter from Gao Fuye's hand and gently placed it on the coffee table. This small action immediately made the weather-beaten middle-aged man cry. Gao Jiajia did this when he advised him not to smoke.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He grabbed his gray hair with both hands and cried heartbrokenly, but no tears could flow out from the corners of his eyes. The atmosphere of grief was accompanied by the smell of smoke that soaked every corner of the living room.

Xia Qinian sat next to him at a loss. He wanted to say something but couldn't say anything.

After crying for a while, Gao Fuye recovered. At some point Ai Liang held his old big hand. Although he had no expression on his face, Gao Fuye could read a little concern.

"... Thank you... Thank you." Gao Fuye said and sobbed: "Is there anything you have to do with me?"

Ai Liang winked at Xia Qinian.

Xia Qinian, who was still a little at a loss, quickly sorted out what he wanted to say when Gao Fuye looked at him.

"Mr. Gao, I am a bounty hunter. I came here mainly because of some speculations about the murderer who murdered your daughter." Xia Qinian shamelessly polished what Ai Liang said to him at noon this day and repeated it.

After hearing this, Gao Fuye's eyes, which were originally dull, had a look, not the expectation of restoring spirit but the blood-red anger. Xia Qinian said quietly and waited for Gao Fuye to speak.

Gao Fuye did not chew on the sound, but signaled the two of them to get up and follow him and opened a door.

A room full of girlish style appeared in front of the two of them. It was obvious that this was the room where Gao Jiajia lived, and there were also her travel photos on the table.

"The police have already come here in the morning, mainly taking Jia Jia's cell phone and computer away, and didn't move anything else."

Gao Fuye walked to the table and wiped his hands on his clothes before gently stroked his daughter's photo.

After hearing that all the mobile phones and computers were taken away, Xia Qinian showed a regretful expression. His main purpose was this. Now that the things have been taken away by the police, he could only look in the room with a chance attitude to find out if there are any notebooks or diaries that record social software passwords.

After searching for nothing, Xia Qinian asked for farewell, but the main reason was that he could not stand the grief atmosphere.

Before the two left, Gao Fuye took out 10,000 yuan of cash from the room and handed it to Xia Qinian, saying that he had a special trip to work hard, but he did not refuse to accept it directly.
Chapter completed!