bookbashuk Chapter 224 Yi Zhonghai comes to visit!
Chapter 224 Yi Zhonghai comes to visit!
Yi Zhonghai walked towards Xu Damao's house in a hurry with a serious expression.
Along the way, his heart was in turmoil as he kept thinking about the various situations that might arise when he went to ask Xu Damao this time.
He knew very well that Sha Zhu's injury was by no means an ordinary incident and that there must be some unknown secret behind it. He was eager to find out what role Xu Damao played in it.
When he finally stood in front of the slightly old door of Xu Damao's house, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
The door was quickly opened and Xu Damao's mother appeared at the door.
She was wearing a plain cloth shirt, the color of which had become somewhat dull due to the baptism of time, and there were some signs of wear and tear at the corners of the shirt.
Her hair was tied up behind her head in a messy manner, with a few strands of hair randomly scattered on both sides of her cheeks. Her face had a hint of drowsiness and confusion as if she had just woken up.
When she saw it was Yi Zhonghai, she was stunned for a moment, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she forced a smile. The smile seemed a little forced, and it was more of a polite response.
Wang Xiulan looked at Yi Zhonghai standing at the door with sleepy eyes, yawned, and then slowly asked, "Hey, uncle, why are you here so early in the morning?"
Her voice was clearly hoarse from waking up from sleep, and she sounded a little tired, as if she had not yet completely gotten rid of the heaviness of last night's sleep.
However, Yi Zhonghai ignored Wang Xiulan's greetings. His eyes, which were usually so amiable, now revealed an unprecedented seriousness and eagerness.
He stared at Wang Xiulan and asked without hesitation, "Where is Damao?"
His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry an unquestionable majesty. The tone made Xu Damao's mother startled.
Xu Damao's mother was slightly shocked by Yi Zhonghai's powerful aura, and for a moment she was at a loss.
She was stunned for a few seconds before she answered subconsciously, "Da Mao... He's still lying in bed. He went out to drink last night and was drunk when he came back. He hasn't woken up yet! Uncle, what's the matter that makes you so anxious to find him?"
As she said this, Wang Xiulan's eyes involuntarily revealed a complex expression of curiosity and worry.
For some reason, she suddenly had a bad premonition, thinking that Yi Zhonghai's visit this time must be no trivial matter. That vague feeling of uneasiness was like a thick dark cloud, quietly gathering in her heart.
Yi Zhonghai's expression became more and more solemn. He took a small step forward and approached the door. His steps were steady and firm, as if every step carried his persistent pursuit of the truth.
He said slowly, "I came here to ask him something. You all know about Sha Zhu's penis being bitten off by a dog. It's very likely that Xu Damao killed Sha Zhu. I came here to ask him about the situation."
His words were like a blockbuster bomb, exploding instantly at the door of Xu Damao's house, and the heavy atmosphere instantly became even more oppressive.
Xu Damao's father, Xu Fugui, was originally sitting at a small table in the house, drinking tea leisurely.
The small table is quite old, the paint on the top is mottled, and there is a simple set of tea set on it.
Xu Fugui held the slightly rough teacup in his hand, preparing to take a sip of tea and enjoy the moment of tranquility in the early morning.
However, when he heard Yi Zhonghai's words, the teacup in his hand shook violently, and the tea almost spilled out, swaying on the edge of the cup, forming a small circle of ripples.
His expression instantly became extremely nervous, his eyes widened, full of shock and disbelief, as if he had heard news that was out of this world.
Xu Fugui immediately stood up, his chair making a harsh friction sound on the ground, and walked to the door in a few steps. He quickly refused, "Is there such a thing? Uncle, I can tell you, I really don't know much, but it is definitely impossible that our Damao did it."
Xu Fugui's voice became a little sharp due to excitement, and the blue veins on his neck bulged slightly. He tried his best to defend his son.
As Xu Fugui spoke, his brows were twisted tightly together to form a deep groove. In addition to tension, his eyes also revealed a hint of dissatisfaction that was difficult to conceal.
He felt that Yi Zhonghai's suspicion was sheer nonsense, a slander and injustice against their Damao. An inexplicable anger surged in his heart, like a flame burning in his chest.
Yi Zhonghai paused, staring at Xu Fugui sharply, and continued, "I know you will definitely protect your son, but facts are facts, and there is no room for negligence. You said Damao was drunk, so why didn't he get drunk earlier or later, but got drunk like that after drinking with Shazhu? Isn't this worthy of suspicion?"
Xu Fugui naturally would not admit this easily.
"Uncle, think about it, when their Damao came back yesterday, it was Cao Wei and a few aunties who brought him back. He looked dizzy and drunk at the time. I was watching from the side, and he couldn't even stand up and go home to sleep, let alone hurt Shazhu. It was Cao Wei who was kind enough to send Xu Damao back. If it weren't for Cao Wei, our Damao might have to sleep on the street."
Xu Fugui's face was full of anxiety, and he opened and closed his mouth and said quickly: "Yesterday, I drank with you. I can't drink much, and I felt dizzy after just a few drinks, so I left first! I fell asleep as soon as I got home, and slept soundly. As a result, in the early morning, I suddenly heard a noise outside. I got up in a daze and saw that someone had brought Damao back! Damao was so drunk and staggering that he couldn't even walk steadily. How could he have the ability to commit a crime? It is absolutely impossible that our Damao did this! Uncle, you must not wrongly accuse good people!"
As he spoke, Xu Fugui kept gesturing with his hands, sometimes pointing at himself, sometimes pointing outside the door, as if he wanted to use these gestures to make everyone understand what was going on more clearly.
His eyes were always fixed on Yi Zhonghai, full of eagerness and desire, so that the other party would understand that what he said was true.
However, Yi Zhonghai just listened quietly to Xu Fugui's words, but the expression on his face became more and more ugly, and it was difficult to guess what he was thinking at the moment.
His brows were tightly knitted together, forming a deep "川" character, and the wrinkles seemed to be deeper, as if the marks carved by the years on his face were further deepened.
He thought to himself, according to what Xu Fugui said, if it is true, then Xu Damao really did not have the time to commit the crime.
After all, everyone saw him drunk yesterday, and it was a fact that everyone witnessed.
But this incident was too strange. How could Sha Zhu suffer such a disaster for no reason? Why was the wild dog's attack so accurate?
There seems to be an invisible big hand hidden behind all this, controlling everything in secret, which makes people feel chilling.
Yi Zhonghai's eyes revealed a hint of bewilderment and perplexity, but more of it was determination and persistence. He absolutely did not believe that this matter would be so simple. In his opinion, there must be deeper reasons behind this.
Yi Zhonghai was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Okay, Lao Xu, I didn't say that Damao must have done it. I just came to understand the situation. Don't worry, I'll ask Damao first and see what he says."
There was a hint of unapologetic tone in his voice; although the tone had softened a little, it still revealed an unquestionable determination, indicating that he was determined to find out the truth of the matter.
Xu Fugui wanted to stop him, but he felt that since Yi Zhonghai was already here, it would be unreasonable not to let him see Xu Damao. Moreover, he also believed in his son's innocence, so he had no choice but to say, "Okay, uncle, you go in and take a look. We will wait in the outer room. However, I believe Damao is definitely innocent."
Although there was helplessness in his eyes, it was more of a trust in his son. There was a firm belief flashing in his eyes, as if telling him that his son would never do such a thing.
Yi Zhonghai nodded slightly, then slowly walked into Xu Damao's room. As soon as he entered the room, a strong smell of alcohol hit him in the face. The smell was so pungent and unpleasant that it almost suffocated him.
The room was in a mess, with clothes thrown randomly on chairs, on the floor, and even hanging on the edge of the bed. A worn shirt was half hanging on the back of a chair, with one sleeve hanging on the floor, as if it had been thrown away and never taken care of again.
There were several pairs of socks scattered on the ground, some of which were crumpled into a ball, emitting a faint smell of foot odor.
The bed sheets were also wrinkled, as if they had just experienced a fierce struggle and were crumpled into balls. There was a dent in the middle, as if someone had rolled on them countless times.
Xu Damao was lying on the bed with his legs spread out. He had kicked the quilt to one side, with half of it hanging on the ground and the other half wrapped around his legs.
His hair was a mess like a bird's nest, tangled in strands like a mess, with no clue. There was still a blush on his face, which was particularly glaring on his slightly pale face, as if the traces left by drunkenness had not completely subsided.
His mouth was slightly open, and from time to time he mumbled a few unclear words in his sleep. The voice was unclear and it was difficult to hear what he was saying. It seemed that he was still immersed in the drunken state of last night and was unaware of the upcoming questioning.
Yi Zhonghai frowned slightly and shook his head secretly at the messy room and Xu Damao's sloppy appearance.
He walked slowly to the bed, and with every step he felt his feet stumble, either stepping on clothes or touching debris on the floor.
Looking at Xu Damao's appearance, he felt mixed emotions.
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