HLnovel Chapter 536 The Mysterious Knife Seller
Chapter 536 The Mysterious Knife Seller
"The knife seller... doesn't charge? Isn't that the old man selling knives on credit?"
Lu Yao was taken aback.
This kind of thing also happened in the later 1980s and 1990s.
There were people selling kitchen knives in the village, but they didn't sell them all. They would sell to anyone who paid them, and sell to anyone who didn't pay them on credit.
And it left behind some prophecies about things that were thought to be impossible at the time.
Moreover, this is said to have existed as early as the late Qing Dynasty.
There are rumors that he is a descendant of Guiguzi.
It's a pity I didn't get to see what kind of person he was.
Yang Lina was also curious, and as is her profession, she began to ask Jiang Guizhi in detail what the knife seller had said.
Jiang Guizhi then told her about this.
As Lu Yao listened, he couldn't help but feel strange.
It turns out that the knife seller not only abandoned language, but also inquired about things in the village.
They also guessed that Jiang Guizhi had a son.
Although Lu Yao didn't believe that people could be reborn after death, he still didn't quite believe in the existence of gods.
If an outsider can so easily predict the family circumstances of strangers, he must be at least a god or a demigod.
I'm going out for a bit.
Lu Yao walked out, and Yang Lina quickly followed:
"Where are you going? I'll go with you."
Lu Yao smiled, not caring at all.
Since this female reporter insists on interviewing me, I'll just let her follow along, making sure it has a beginning and an end.
As I came out, I saw Grandpa Zuo in the yard.
Lu Yao then asked, "Grandpa Zuo, don't you have a kitchen knife on credit?"
Grandpa Zuo shook his head: "No, I don't believe in his stuff, and I don't want to take advantage of him."
In the courtyard of the west wing, Zhang Shulan had just come out of the toilet made of corn stalks.
Upon hearing Lu Yao's question, he shouted:
"My family bought some on credit. Since it was free, we figured we might as well take it. Your mother didn't want it, so I took it inside for her."
Lu Yao quickly asked:
"So what did he say to you?"
"He didn't say anything, just asked who our team leader is. I said he's my nephew, and he said I'm young and promising."
Lu Yao asked a few more questions, but the man selling knives on credit didn't inquire about anything else.
Then Lu Yao went to a few more houses where people had taken kitchen knives.
Let's trace a line.
After this knife-selling man entered the village, he kept asking around to find out where the team leader's house was.
No predictions were made about other people's situations.
Yang Lina sensed it all and asked Lu Yao:
"Lu Yao, do you think something's off about him? Could he be a bad element?"
"I don't know if it's bad or not, but it's definitely strange."
"How is it strange?"
Yang Lina took out her paper and pen again.
A bad pen is worse than a good memory, and she wanted to write down everything Lu Yao said.
Lu Yao pointed to the clear footprints on the ground and shared his thoughts with her.
Lu Yao had seen the footprints left by the knife peddler.
I learned some footprint identification from Mei Ping.
Lu Yao may not admire Mei Ping for everything else, but he does admire her ability to judge a person's characteristics based on footprints.
After examining several footprints, based on the person's gait, the weight of their steps, and the wear and tear on their shoes, it didn't seem to match what the villagers had described.
The villagers said the old man was at least seventy years old, hunched over, with white hair, and walked with a limp.
However, according to the footprints, the person's stride lengthened significantly when leaving the villager's house, and his footprints were also found at the village entrance.
The landing was even, unlike the uneven gait in the village where each step was light or heavy.
The obvious limp was feigned.
Following the footprints for a while, the footprints veered off the main road and led into the woods.
Now it's much clearer.
The woods were covered in snow, and the footprints were clearly visible.
Yang Lina followed Lu Yao like an explorer, constantly looking around.
As darkness fell, the woods grew even darker.
The occasional cawing of crows made Yang Lina feel a little scared.
Following Lu Yao closely, never falling behind.
The footprints led to a large tree, where there were surprisingly bicycle tracks.
Then the bicycle retraced its route, coming in from the other end of the woods.
The footprints pushed the bicycle out the way it came.
Once we got onto the main road, we rode our bikes.
Lu Yao was even more puzzled:
"This person came on a bicycle, but wanted to hide it and disguise himself to enter the village. What exactly is his intention?"
Judging from the time, the knife seller hadn't been gone long when I returned.
So it's very likely that when he went into the woods to get his car, he drove off and missed him.
Judging from the direction of his wheels, he was heading towards Shuiling Town.
Lu Yao turned and ran.
Yang Lina followed and ran:
"What are you doing, Lu Yao?"
"I'll go get the car and see if I can catch up with this knife-selling smuggler!"
Why pursue him?
"I suspect he came specifically for me; he has ulterior motives!"
When they reached the village entrance, Yang Lina stopped running.
I really admire Lu Yao's physical fitness; he runs so fast.
She walked slowly, and when Lu Yao drove the car back, she stopped him and got in.
Lu Yao floored the accelerator, and the jeep sped off like lightning.
When we were nearing Shuiling Town.
I saw Lü Guanfei chatting with several electricians under a utility pole.
There were several bicycles around.
Lu Yao stopped the car and rolled down the window:
"Hey, Captain Lü."
Lu Guanfei came over, with a bruise on one eye.
He squinted but still couldn't recognize Lu Yao. However, seeing the word "Command Center" on the car door, he didn't dare underestimate the other person and quickly came over.
"Hello comrade, are you calling me?"
"I'm Lu Yao, I have something to ask you."
Lü Guanfei and the electrician behind him then recognized the young man driving the Jeep as the same young man who had caused a scene at the rural power company compound that day.
Lu Yao from Jiapigou almost shot Lü Guanfei with a gun!
Lu Guanfei couldn't help but admire Lu Yao even more.
Even their director rides a Yan to and from get off work on Dabai Mountain.
This young man is actually driving a Jeep... What level of cadre is he?
Before Lu Yao could even ask him, he excitedly asked Lu Yao:
"Comrade Xiao Lu, is this your car? I heard Shi Shouyin died, and the command post is now under the county's jurisdiction. Are you from the county?"
The electrician then asked:
"Only leaders can use the command center vehicles, Comrade Lu, what's your job?"
Lu Yao waved his hand: "Don't focus on the bike, I borrowed it. I'm asking you, did you see an old man riding a bike carrying a kitchen knife, wearing work clothes?"
Upon hearing Lu Yao's question, Lü Guanfei's eyes immediately widened:
"That old bastard... By the way, Comrade Lu, what's your relationship with him?"
"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me if you saw him or not, and where did he go?"
"That old bastard is a piece of trash. He crashed into my car, and when I asked him to pay me back, not only did he refuse, he also hit me."
He pointed to his eye socket as he spoke.
"Speak quickly and concisely."
Lu Yao asked hurriedly.
A nearby electrician, whose face bore a burn scar, spoke quickly and bluntly:
"Our team leader rode his bike to the fields to relieve himself, and on his way back, he collided with an old man. The team leader's handlebars were bent, and he demanded five yuan in compensation from the old man, who got angry. So the two of them started fighting, and Team Leader Lü was stunned..."
Lü Guanfei felt that he had made himself sound too cowardly, so he quickly took over:
"I didn't lose at first. I thought he was an old man, but this guy is really strong. He knocked me down with a sack. He caught me off guard."
The worker then took it from him:
"When we saw our captain being beaten, we rushed over to beat him up. The old man was too tough; even with six of us, we couldn't hold him back. But Old Wang kicked the rim of his bike, so he couldn't ride it and ran away."
He pointed to a bicycle parked on the side of the road with its front rim bent.
Lu Yao looked over and was taken aback.