The First Thousand and Sixty-Six Chapters Are Fake

At 9 a.m. the next day, in a residential complex in Fengping City, Zhaoyun Province.

"Old Yuan left really suddenly, alas..." Yuan Juncheng's wife told Zhao Yu and Cui Lizhu with tears in his eyes, "It happened to be Laba that day, and people were fine during the day. I ate such a big bowl of Laba porridge at noon. I ate some dumplings in the evening. But who knows, at night, I will suddenly die!"

"Auntie, where was Teacher Yuan when the accident happened?" Cui Lizhu asked.

"At home!" said the old man, "It was about nine o'clock in the evening, when I came back from dancing, I saw Lao Yuan lying on the ground, in a daze, foaming from the corner of his mouth, looking very uncomfortable.

"I was terrified and asked him what was going on. He only said that his heart was uncomfortable, and then he couldn't speak after covering his heart, and his face became as white as paper! I quickly called the children , and called 120...but...by the time he was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, it was already too late!" Speaking of his sadness, the old man wiped away his tears again.

"That is to say," Zhao Yu asked, "When Teacher Yuan had an accident, he was the only one in the family?"

"Yes!" the old man sighed angrily, "Oh! It's all my fault! If I had known this, I shouldn't have danced! But... when I left, he was obviously fine! In the past, he often That's right, he does his job and I do my dance..."

"It's Laba that day!" Zhao Yu immediately heard the question, "The cold winter and the twelfth lunar month in Fengping are all below zero! Are you still dancing?"

"Well, it's not a square dance!" The old man said, "It's the cultural center of the community. We have several performances during the Chinese New Year, and we were busy rehearsing at that time! It's all my fault. If I could come back a little earlier that day, maybe, it wouldn't be... "

"No...isn't it right?" Cui Lizhu suddenly realized something, and hurriedly asked, "Auntie, are you sure that Teacher Yuan also said something about heartache?"

"Yes! What's the matter?" The old man wondered.

"Then..." Cui Lizhu's meaning couldn't be more obvious. Since Yuan Juncheng can still speak, why didn't he call his wife when his heart was hurting? There is obviously a big problem here.

However, just as Cui Lizhu wanted to open her mouth to speak out, Zhao Yu quickly changed the subject and asked the old man, "Old man, what did the doctors say after arriving at the hospital?"

"Hmm... It's an acute heart attack, I can't remember the name like cardiac valve arrest!" the old man shook his head and said, his face was still full of remorse.

"Then...has Teacher Yuan ever had a history of heart disease?" Zhao Yu asked again.

"No!" The old man replied bluntly, "Old Yuan is only 67 this year. Apart from a little high blood pressure, he is in good health on weekdays! He still pays more attention to health maintenance and exercise. If he had a heart attack before, we It has already been paid attention to! That time, I was really not prepared at all!"

Um……

Cui Lizhu glanced at Zhao Yu, and only then did she understand why Zhao Yu changed the subject. Although they came to inquire about the case, there are many things that need to be kept secret as much as possible.

"Auntie," Cui Lizhu asked after thinking about it, "What are you busy with, Teacher Yuan? Did you have any important work on the day you fell ill?"

"Well, it should be!?" The old man replied uncertainly, "Although Lao Yuan has retired, his business affairs have not decreased but increased. He has a training here and a speech there. He is always busy. Live. Sometimes, once unearthed cultural relics appear somewhere, he is called to go! Also, the museum also looks for him every now and then. Year after year, he is almost never idle, busier than going to work ! On the day of the accident, I was busy with something, but it was not too different from usual!"

"Oh..." Cui Lizhu glanced at Zhao Yu again, and after obtaining Zhao Yu's consent, she took out the photos of the other four people and showed them to the old man, "Auntie, take a closer look, the four people in the photo ,

Have you seen it? Do they know Teacher Yuan? "

"Oh?" The old man hastily put on his reading glasses, looked at the photos carefully, and then shook his head, "No... I haven't seen them before. Who are these people?"

"It's okay, just asking, um..." Cui Lizhu pondered for a moment, then asked the old man again, "Auntie, then... do you usually know what Teacher Yuan is studying?"

"What else can I study? They are all cultural relics!" The old man replied, "He has been engaged in cultural relics all his life, what else can he have?"

"That……"

Cui Lizhu still wanted to ask something about the treasure, but she didn't know how to ask.

"Auntie," Zhao Yu, who is still very experienced, immediately asked with a smile on his face, "What unit did you retire from?"

"I, I belong to the Cultural Center!" The old man replied.

"Oh... no wonder, you have such a temperament!" Zhao Yu complimented, "You are a dance artist?"

"See what you said," the old man smiled immediately, "it's just a dancer, what kind of artist!"

The old man's smile immediately eased the tense atmosphere at the scene.

"Old man, one is engaged in culture, and the other is engaged in cultural relics!" Zhao Yu asked again, "Do you know all the things that Teacher Yuan is usually busy with?"

"Cough! How do I know!" The old man waved his hands and said, "Don't look like a couple, but I don't know anything about cultural relics!"

"Oh... Now that's the case..." Zhao Yu said smoothly, "Then can we take the liberty of taking a look at Teacher Yuan's workshop?"

"Look at what you said, of course it's ok!" The old man hastily opened a room on the Yang side, and led Zhao Yu and the two into the house, "You can just look around! After Lao Yuan passed away, I simply tidied up, and I'm not in the mood yet. Calm down, I haven't figured it out yet, how will I deal with it in the end!"

"Wow..." As soon as she entered, Cui Lizhu was attracted by the huanghuali furniture on the left side of the study, but she saw that the furniture was full of antiques and cultural relics.

"These..." Cui Lizhu walked closer, watched carefully, wanted to say something, but didn't say it.

"Oh..." The old man hastily introduced, "These are old Yuan's collections, but... he was a dean after all, and sometimes he donated some of the more precious cultural relics to the museum to avoid suspicion. !The things that are displayed now are not very valuable!"

"Then..." Zhao Yu frowned, and asked the old man, "After Teacher Yuan passed away, nothing was lost here, right?"

"Huh? No?" The old man wondered, "The children have counted, and nothing is missing!"

"What about notebooks or documents?" Zhao Yu pointed to the desk on the right.

"This... I'm not too sure, I haven't cleaned it up yet!" The old man became more and more suspicious.

oh……

Zhao Yu nodded, and immediately checked Yuan Juncheng's desk with Cui Lizhu, and took pictures of some documents. However, after a while, they did not find anything related to the treasure.

After the inspection was completed, it was time for Zhao Yu and the two of them to finish their inquiries.

"Old man!" At the end, Zhao Yu took out a pen and paper and asked, "As for us, there are still some work-related matters that we want to know! So, can you help us provide us with information about people who know Teacher Yuan's work? What about?"

"Okay, no problem!" The old man cooperated very well and wrote down a few names. These people were all friends and colleagues who had close contacts with Yuan Juncheng during his lifetime.

After finishing writing, Zhao Yu also left a business card for the old man, asking her to call him if she had something special to do. After explaining everything, the two left Yuan's house.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they left the house, Cui Lizhu pulled Zhao Yu's clothes impatiently and said, "Boss, Yuan Juncheng has a problem! Those are treasures!"

"Ah? What?" Zhao Yu was slightly taken aback.

"Let's not talk about the porcelain on the furniture, just talk about the huanghuali furniture. Can you see how many faces are on it?" Cui Lizhu solemnly said, "Avocado single plate, a royal model, give me a market price." , at least 2 million up! If it is fake, it will be replaced!"