Chapter 493 Exquisite Beauty Hao Ruofei

Early the next morning, Chen Yi and his entourage came to the stall where Mi Deli and Rao Jiawu were. This was the largest jade trading market in Ruicheng, mainly selling rough bracelets.

Colleagues or customers can buy the blanks and then find a processing factory to process them. It is cheaper than buying finished bracelets directly, and you have a lot of freedom in determining the size of the ring.

The ring of the finished bracelet has been fixed, while some rough bracelets can float up and down, so there are many styles to choose from.

There are many tourists in this place.

"Boss, how much does this cost?"

"The asking price is two million."

"Fuck..."

Occasionally, when I hear someone asking about the price, the customer is so frightened that the quintessence of Chinese culture comes out and turns away.

"Make a price, you can give it as much as you want, don't be afraid." The boss yelled and looked away with no surprise when the other party didn't respond.

There are many people asking for prices every day, so I have long been used to it.

Midli's stall is already empty, and the empty counter is incompatible with the bustle around it. It seems that Midli's wife has not sublet it, and she has not taken over the business.

It has only been a year since the murder occurred, which is not a long time. The Midley family should be at the stage of gradually accepting the reality.

New stores that have not yet been successfully expanded are probably on hold.

Rao Jiawu's stall is still there, and a man is sitting at the counter playing with his mobile phone. He doesn't know what he has to do with Rao Jiawu.

Rao Jiawu is in the business of mid-to-high-end jade bracelets, none of which are below six figures, and the quality is very good, so the business is a little deserted compared to other stalls.

Of course, you can also make a lot of money. The profit from selling a bracelet will definitely not be less than five figures, and if you are lucky, it can reach six figures.

Chen Yi chatted with the man and learned that he was a partner and not related.

Although Rao Jiawu died, his share was still there, and this partner was not the one who added insult to injury. After discussing with Rao Jiawu's wife, he gave him two options, either to sell out the share in one go, or to pay long-term dividends in the future.

Rao Jiawu's wife chose the latter and received dividends for a long time.

The market prospect of the jade industry is still very good. Unless a huge jade mine is suddenly discovered in Bagan or other places, the output is enough to turn jade into a bargain price, and it is not hidden like diamond mines, otherwise the industry will not decline or even collapse.

As long as Chinese people recognize it, they will make money.

"When you first met Rao Jiawu, what was he doing?" Chen Yi asked.

When facing the police, the partners knew everything and said they would not cause trouble for themselves. They answered whatever they asked: "I'm just working on jade, playing with rough stones."

Chen Yi: "Do you have a lot of money in your hand?"

The partner nodded: "It's quite comfortable. Renting a stall is a trivial matter. Mid-to-high-end jade bracelets need to be stocked. Don't look at the many bracelets I have here. They are worth tens of millions, right? But if you ask me to take out the cash, I will really take it." Not coming out.”

Chen Yi understood what he meant.

Most of the bracelets in the stalls are collected. Others take the blanks from other places and sell them to the stalls, and the stalls sell them at a higher price.

Whether it can be sold, or whether it can be sold quickly, is a question.

Some bracelets may be displayed at the stall for a year or two. Buyers of more expensive bracelets are more cautious and choose their favorites carefully.

After all, as long as it doesn't break, it will last a lifetime.

Therefore, it is very common to sell goods at stalls. This is just like real estate, with more fixed assets and less working capital.

People who don’t have some psychological quality really can’t do it. If the market fluctuates greatly one day, then they will really lose all their money.

The partner is not clear about the rest. After recalling and meeting Rao Jiawu, he found no problems with Rao Jiawu and no bad habits.

Chen Yi left the jade trading market.

He did not go specifically to meet Mi Deli and Rao Jiawu's wives and relatives, but drove everyone straight to Hao Zhenlun's home.

Compared with the other three, Hao Zhenlun is the most different and is more likely to attract the attention of the police.

First of all, he is from a single-parent family.

Secondly, he is not married.

Finally, he is the youngest and most flamboyant of the four, and Han Yuedong already knows that.

Although Zhang Yang is public, there are no big problems. However, the more public people are, the more flaws they have, and they may be able to find a breakthrough to advance the case.

"Hao Zhenlun lives in a famous high-end community in Ruicheng, right here."

Twenty minutes later, the vehicle stopped at the gate of the community. Several people turned to look through the car windows to the right side of the road. The person who spoke was Liang Qidong.

Looking at the obviously high-end community in front of him, Chen Yi asked: "What's the price?"

Liang Qidong replied: "Nine thousand, not to mention villas, the average price of ordinary commercial housing in Ruicheng is around six thousand, the cheapest is two thousand per square meter, the most expensive is eight or nine thousand, nine thousand is already a large flat floor. The ceiling is high, and the border cities are definitely incomparable to Dongzhou.”

After getting off the bus, everyone showed their IDs and entered the community. The management of the community is quite strict, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

Hao Zhenlun and his son lived on the first floor. They knocked for a long time but got no response.

"Aren't you here? Why don't you make a call." Liang Qidong asked Chen Yi for his opinion.

Chen Yi thought about it. The loss of a child in a single-parent family is a fatal blow. Even if it has been a year, he can't bear to stay at home alone. He may be in a better mood outside.

There is a courtyard on the first floor of the community, and the area is not small, reaching 80 square meters.

"Go check out the back yard."

Everyone left the unit building and took a shortcut 360 degrees. When they came to the door of Hao Zhenlun's yard, their eyes passed through the hollow fence and they saw a middle-aged woman sitting there quietly, staring at the bright roses in front of them. daze.

The woman's profile is very beautiful, with a gentle and elegant temperament. The sun shines into the courtyard, and the mottled light and shadow interweave with the blooming roses in the courtyard into a vivid picture, which is slightly sad.

Except for Liang Qidong, who has already met, everyone else, including Chen Yi, was briefly stunned at this moment, because the woman was wearing a cheongsam, which was very delicate.

The cheongsam outlines a graceful figure, which is moving but not ostentatious. The high hairpin gives people an illusory sense of time travel.

It is hard to imagine that this is the mother of 28-year-old Hao Zhenlun.

It is hard to imagine that the son of this mother has just passed away.

Maybe the delicacy has been engraved in her bones. With the fiery red roses, the haze of the picture is much less.

She may be remembering her son, but she also looks like a tender woman who is looking forward to her husband's return at home.

"This..."

He Shixin and they looked at each other. Before coming, this scene was definitely not thought of.

Chen Yi was only thinking about the case. He stared at the beautiful woman in the courtyard for a while. The huge contrast gave him new doubts.

"She has a story."

This was Chen Yi's first reaction.

Such a beautiful and elegant woman lives alone with her son in Ruicheng, which is basically the same as living in seclusion. This matter itself is unreal.

"Is she from Ruicheng?" Chen Yi asked in a low voice.

Liang Qidong also lowered his voice: "Yes, she is from Ruicheng, her name is Hao Ruofei."

"What a good name."

Chen Yi nodded slightly and motioned Liang Qidong to come in and visit.

"Hello." Liang Qidong shouted outside.

Hearing the voice, the woman's body trembled slightly, and she turned her head subconsciously after coming back to her senses.

She obviously remembered Liang Qidong, stood up expressionlessly and walked over, opening the courtyard door for several people.

"Excuse me, Ms. Hao, this is the head of the special case team from the provincial department, responsible for investigating the murder of your son." Liang Qidong explained.

Hao Ruofei's eyes fluctuated, and her expressionless face was even more beautiful. Except for obvious crow's feet and other signs of aging, there was no flaw.

When she was young, she was definitely a top beauty.

Even Fang Shuyu couldn't help looking at her more. It's not easy to meet someone with a similar appearance to her.

"Leader of the special task force?" Hao Ruofei spoke slowly and clearly, still with the clarity of a young woman, and her Mandarin was very standard. "It wasn't him who came last time. How many of you are the leaders of the special task force?"

"Uh."

While Liang Qidong hesitated, Chen Yi said: "The last leader was injured while investigating the case. I am Chen Yi, a criminal policeman from Yangcheng, Dongzhou. I was airborne to Yunzhou to take over the investigation of this case."

Hearing this, Hao Ruofei was silent for a while, turned around and motioned everyone to come in, and a voice rang out: "So young, it seems that you are a genius policeman. Your wife is so beautiful. I have been in Ruicheng for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen her."

Chen Yi was surprised at the other party's sharpness. I don't know how he saw it. Maybe women have their own way of judging.

"Thank you." When others praise, you need to express gratitude.

There were not many stools in the yard, and Hao Ruofei wanted to move a chair from the house. Chen Yi saw this and asked Qin Fei and the others to help. Soon everyone sat together.

"Sorry, there is no tea for you, please forgive me." Hao Ruofei said.

Chen Yi smiled: "It's okay, we'll chat for a while and then leave."

Hao Ruofei continued to look at the rose in front of him, not caring whether it was polite or not, and said: "I have asked everything I should ask, can I ask anything new?"

Chen Yi: "When different people chat, there will always be new content, and these contents may help us investigate the case."

Hao Ruofei did not refute, but fell silent, waiting for Chen Yi's next words.

"Where is Hao Zhenlun's father?"

Liang Qidong was startled by this sentence, and he quickly signaled to Chen Yi with his eyes that this question was a thunder point.

He asked it once before and was almost kicked out.

According to the information, Hao Ruofei was not a widow, but she had no husband at all. It can be seen from the fact that the mother and son have the same surname that Hao Zhenlun took his mother's surname.

Single mothers in this situation are extremely sensitive, and they will be abused if they are not careful.

Sure enough, Hao Ruofei frowned, but did not turn to look at Chen Yi.

Just when Liang Qidong thought she was going to get angry, she just took a deep breath and said slowly: "Don't want me anymore. Does this have anything to do with Zhenlun's case?"

Chen Yi apologized: "I'm sorry for being nosy. From your accent, you must have been out of town for a while?"

Hao Ruofei: "Young people are different. Instead of asking my son, you ask me what you are doing here?"

Chen Yi only said two words: "Investigating the case. Please forgive me for my intrusion."

Hao Ruofei raised her hand to pick off a petal, put it in her palm and looked at it for a while, then suddenly crushed it: "I did go out of town to go to college."

Chen Yi asked: "Which university?"

Hao Ruofei: "Mingcheng University."

"Mingcheng University?" Chen Yi reciprocated and praised: "That's the best university in Mingcheng, a 211 double first-class university."

Hao Ruofei threw away the petals in her hand and said: "It's been almost 30 years. When I was admitted, Mingcheng University was not a 211."