How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 318 - 320: Not a Good Comparison_1

Mrs. Liu interjected, "He also had an affair with a widow in the village."

"Go into details," Li Qiao became interested.

"I saw it with my own eyes, it took Niu Dazhi a long time to come out after he entered the widow’s house."

"Why are you telling this to the two kids? Aren’t you ashamed?" Mr. Liu said sternly.

Li Qiao, "It’s fine, madam, which widow is it?"

Mrs. Liu glanced at Mr. Liu, then continued, "It’s our own kin, the household with the smallest house at the west end of the village, surnamed Cheng."

Li Qiao planned to meet with Widow Cheng and asked her in detail.

She bid farewell to Mr. and Mrs. Liu and went to find Widow Cheng with Ma Ling.

As soon as Widow Cheng heard they were inquiring about Niu Dazhi, she lifted a basin of water to splash on them.

Ma Ling took out her credentials, mustered her authority, and scolded, "Try splashing us? We are here on an investigation! If you obstruct, see if we don’t have you detained at the station for a while."

Widow Cheng couldn’t read, but she recognized the emblem on the credentials and immediately became much more compliant.

Ma Ling sternly interrogated her about whether she knew Niu Dazhi, "One lie and you’ll regret it!"

Li Qiao thought to herself, this girl is quite fierce.

Widow Cheng was intimidated by Ma Ling’s verbal threats and answered every question. She revealed and defended herself, saying, "Niu Dazhi wasn’t only seeing me, I also know about a woman from Dawang Village next door named Hu Cuicui who was involved with him. Hu Cuicui is really something else, she has a husband and still carried on with Niu Dazhi. I got involved with Niu Dazhi out of desperation, his death has nothing to do with me, I don’t have the ability to kill."

Ma Ling, "Did we say it had anything to do with you?"

Widow Cheng dared not speak again.

Li Qiao got the address for Hu Cuicui’s home and left with Ma Ling.

Ma Ling said, "I wouldn’t have thought that after three years we’d still uncover a clue. Do you think it was Hu Cuicui’s man who did it?"

"It’s hard to say," Li Qiao replied cautiously. "That sister we just talked to said Niu Dazhi had many women, and Hu Cuicui was one of them. Honestly, I didn’t want to look into this case. That man obviously had it coming."

Ma Ling said, "He may have had it coming, but what about the kid? There’s one who’s just over a year old. If not for the adults, do it for the kid."

Li Qiao grunted an acknowledgment; taking revenge on a child along with the adults was indeed twisted.

....

The two entered Dawang Village and made some inquiries.

The villagers said that Hu Cuicui’s family sold their house and moved away two years ago, and no one knew where they had relocated to. They also learned from the villagers that Niu Dazhi owed money to Wang De, Hu Cuicui’s man, who had been beaten up when he asked for the money. Not long after, they heard that Niu Dazhi’s family had been annihilated.

"Do you suspect Wang De did it? He is known to be honest and not capable of such things."

"No, just making a record," Li Qiao said and then inquired about Wang De’s weight and height, which turned out to be quite similar to the information recorded at the office.

Wang De was a major suspect.

And for a farmer, who had a house and land to cultivate, why move away suddenly?

On the way back, Li Qiao and Ma Ling discussed the issue.

Ma Ling also found it suspicious, "Their village seems to have plenty of land, they shouldn’t be lacking food. And their house seemed to be quite nice compared to others, it’s illogical for them to suddenly move away."

"...."

Upon returning to the office, the two reported the situation to Director Xun.

Director Xun went over the existing records again, and none of Li Qiao and Ma Ling’s accounts were recorded.

He asked Li Qiao to organize the new findings into a report to submit, and after that, she shouldn’t worry about it; she negotiated with Director Xun to take a couple days off to spend with her partner.

Director Xun agreed.

....

After work, Li Qiao was preparing to go home and just stepped out of the office building.

Under the shade of the trees, a vibrant young man was beaming and waving at her, the next second pedaling his bicycle towards her.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"Just got here."

Li Qiao couldn’t wait to tell him that she had already requested leave for the next two days to accompany him exclusively.

Qin Jin was thrilled. He hadn’t had his fill last night as she insisted on going to sleep, and now they could continue.

Yesterday she wore a black dress, and today it was a white one.

Hehehe....

Li Qiao tilted her head, "Did a mosquito bite your ear? It’s so red."

Qin Jin felt around, his eyes flickered slightly and he changed the subject, "Why did you go back to your hometown today?" He was too embarrassed to ask when he was with the guys.

Li Qiao: "Investigating a case. Do you know someone from Shuishang Village named Niu Dazhi?"

"Heard of him," Qin Jin said. "They say he’s the village tyrant. He should be thankful he’s not from my village, or I wouldn’t have let him dominate."

Li Qiao: "..." To not only be shameless but take pride in it! She then asked, "What would you do if I had a wild lover?"

"You have a wild lover?" Qin Jin’s face turned pale, the front of his bike swerved and he tumbled into the roadside, attracting glances from passersby.

Li Qiao: "....I don’t, just hypothetically speaking."

Qin Jin got up and pushed his bike: "You scared me to death, my legs went soft, that was a bad hypothetical."

Li Qiao couldn’t help but laugh and then asked, "Would you kill the wild lover or would you kill me?"

"I wouldn’t kill anyone. I’d confiscate the wild man’s tools and then tie you up and break your legs to see how you’d fool around with others," Qin Jin was projecting, emotionally charged and grinding his teeth as he spoke.

Li Qiao: "...."

What a pointless question!

In her judgment and speculation, after Wang De discovered Niu Dazhi bullying his wife, he embarked on a crazy revenge, and once the commotion settled, he took his family and left. At that point, even if the murderer was identified as Wang De, he would be unfindable.

Unless, in the future, identification cards and real-name verification become commonplace, but would the case be reopened then?

......

The two entered the courtyard one after the other.

Li Qiao: "Did you buy your bike?"

"A friend of mine sells bikes. I gave him a pack of cigarettes, and he let me ride it as I pleased."

Li Qiao: "...I want to buy a bicycle for my brother-in-law. He often borrows bikes from others, and the neighbors are not very willing." Her sister mentioned that they had only saved up a bit over two hundred yuan for their three children’s education, they didn’t have much farmland, and their knitting business was about to fail, so they dared not spend money recklessly.

"No problem!" Qin Jin said.

With Qin Jin’s agreement, Li Qiao continued, "Do you have enough money on you? If not, I can borrow some from Director Xun and pay him back when we return to Beijing." She didn’t carry much money herself. Even though she had received a paycheck once, it was still far from enough to buy a bike, and she wondered how much he had.

"Enough."

"...."

......

The next day, Li Qiao slept until noon. When she got up and went outside, she saw a brand-new bike in the yard.

She walked around it a couple of times.

"Jin..."

Qin Jin came in from outside: "You’re up? It’s for your brother-in-law. Once you get ready, we can deliver it."

"How much?"

"One hundred and twenty," Qin Jin said. "A deal from an old friend, including the license plate."

Li Qiao gave a thumbs up: "You really get things done efficiently."

Qin Jin smugly jutted out his chin.

Li Qiao washed up, brushed her teeth, ate breakfast, then rode the department’s small bike along with Qin Jin to deliver the bike.

"When did Jin get back? Did he buy a new bike?"

Li Qiao: "It’s what my sister asked me to buy for my brother-in-law a while back."

Li Jiaoyang was dumbfounded.

When did she ask that?

Mrs. Song glared at Li Jiaoyang, complaining internally about her flaunting having some money. How expensive is a bicycle?

The cheapest one probably costs about two hundred yuan.

And it’s not like it’s used every day.

During holidays, isn’t it more economical to give some gifts to neighbors so they can use their bike when they don’t need it?

She doesn’t know how to live within her means!

Song Lin was very happy. Every time he borrowed a bike from the neighbors, their disdainful looks nearly killed him. When he returned it, they’d scrutinize it to make sure no paint had chipped off.

Since they started weaving, neighbors had suggested more than once, "Why don’t you buy a bike of your own?"

He always used the excuse of not being able to get a bike coupon. In reality, his nephew-in-law mentioned he could help get a coupon, but his mother was always against it.