Chapter 1698 Li Wei’s friend?
"Old man."

Seeing that the conversation between the old man and Chi Xiu Ke had come to an end, Xiao Xiao asked, "Did anyone come to see Li Wei before?"

As soon as Xiao Xiao said this, Meng Jixi, Chi Xiuchuan and Chi Xiu Ke all showed a look of sudden realization.

The old man was a little surprised, "How did you know?"

"We just happened to see him when we came up."

Xiao Xiao smiled.

"Oh."

The old man nodded.

But the next second, she realized something was wrong, "No, that's not right. How do you know he's here to see Xiao Li?"

"Do you know him?"

"do not know."

Xiao Xiao shook his head, "It's just a guess."

"You know, we are a little obsessed with investigating cases. We wonder if everything we see is related to the case."

"It seems that this time, we guessed right."

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows were curved.

The old man sighed, "Yes, you guessed it right."

Meng Jixi, Chi Xiuchuan and Chi Xiu Ke's eyes all lit up.

I felt a little like "after a dark tunnel there comes a new world".

“Can you tell us what happened?”

Xiao Xiao made a request.

"oh oh."

The old man nodded, "Okay, okay."

"Originally, I was wondering when you would come back to look for the things you left behind, so I kept paying close attention to the movement at the door."

"After all, you don't know that I picked up the things."

"Wouldn't it be bad if you thought you couldn't find the things?"

Because of this worry, the old man would listen carefully from time to time to see if there was any noise at the door.
Later she sat directly at the dining table and read the newspaper.

"I heard a knock at the door."

After a brief explanation, the old man got to the point, "I knew it wasn't you."

"You all know that no one is at Li Wei's house, so why would you knock on the door?"

"Sure enough, I opened the door."

“It turned out to be a strange young man.”

The old man frowned.

The young man dyed his hair and cut his hair into a weird style, so the old man didn't have a very good first impression of him.

A scoundrel.

How could Xiao Li know someone like this who looks like a street thug?
The old man was puzzled.

"Are you looking for Xiao Li?"

The old man's voice made the young man, who had quickly turned his head, look over again.

"Xiao Li? Weizi?"

The young man asked back.

"Xiao Li's full name is Li Wei."

The old man looked at the young man suspiciously, "You don't know Xiao Li?"

"Of course I know him."

The young man rolled his eyes, "Why are you looking for him if you don't know me?"

"What are you looking for him for?"

The old man asked.

"I-"

The young man quickly responded, "Why am I telling you this?"

He looked at the old woman with an unhappy expression, "Why are you asking so many questions, old lady?"

"Then why don't you know Xiao Li's name?"

The old man ignored the young man's complaints and continued to ask his own questions.

"you-"

Seeing the old man's insistence, the young man curled his lips and said, "We met online."

"His online name is Weizi."

"Besides, I know his name."

"I just kept calling him Weizi and I didn't react for a moment."

"Oh."

The old man nodded, and it was hard to tell from his face whether he believed the young man's words or not.

“You are netizens.”

The old man also knows some new words nowadays.

"Ah."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I guess so."

"Then how did you find his home?"

Netizens, netizens, aren’t they just people communicating online?

The old man has also seen many reports in the news and newspapers about people who suffered misfortunes after meeting online friends.

She became more and more curious about the reason why this young man appeared here.

"Did Xiao Li tell you his home address?"

The old man expressed doubt.

"I sent him a courier."

The young man replied subconsciously. Then he realized, "Wait, old lady, are you interrogating the prisoner?"

The young man looked unhappy, "Why are there so many questions?"

The old man shrank back behind the door.

"I'll just ask."

Saying that, he was about to close the door.

"and many more."

the young man shouted.

The old man tried to pretend he didn't hear it and closed the door a little faster.

"Bang~"

The young man put his hand on the door and glared at the old man unhappily, "Didn't I tell you to wait?"

".What's up?"

The old man found that he could not close the door by his own strength.

She gave up.

And she also realized that although this young man was fierce, he didn't seem like he would attack an old man?
Maybe?
The old man's fingers tightened on the door handle.

"Weizi is not at home?"

The young man looked at the door opposite which he had knocked on for a long time but received no response.

"You do not know?"

The old man also followed the young man's gaze and looked towards the door opposite.

She knew that door would open again.

But the person who came out was not the same person as before.

However, it may be difficult to rent out this house in a short period of time.

The old man sighed inwardly.

She is not very familiar with Xiao Li.

But a person’s death is always sad.

Such an unclear death.

I don’t know who harmed Xiao Li?

He was clearly a quiet, good-tempered child.

"What do I know?"

The young man was puzzled and a little impatient, "Old lady, could you please speak more directly?"

“I’m really old.”

The young man muttered, "Not only do my ears not work well, I can't even speak clearly..."

The old man glared at the young man and said, "My ears are fine."

"I heard everything you said just now!"

The young man looked a little embarrassed.

I can't help but complain: My hearing is not good when it should be. My hearing is very good now.
The old man did not continue to argue with the young man.

Otherwise, she will be the one who suffers in the end.

"Xiao Li is dead."

She looked at the young man, her tone heavy.

"Dead, dead?!"

the young man exclaimed.

"how come?"

"How could he be dead?"

The young man was very surprised, "He has a terminal illness?"

"A car accident?"

"Is it suicide?"

"he-"

"do not know."

The old man interrupted the young man's guesses one after another.

"But it is very likely that he was killed."

“He was killed?!”

The young man exclaimed again.

Because of too many accidents, his facial features are a little distorted.

The raised voice also has some distortion.

"Who killed him?"

"No, who did he offend?"

"How could he be killed?"

"he-"

The old man waved his hands hurriedly, a little angrily, "Speak softly."

"What are you doing so loudly?"

"Besides, how would I know these questions?"

"If you want to know, just go to the police station and ask the police yourself."

"As for whether the police will tell you, I don't know..."

"He's dead... He's dead..."

The young man murmured.

I didn't listen to the old man's words very much.

(End of this chapter)