The doorbell rang for a moment and I went to open the door.
A fat uncle stood behind him, and the girl was carrying a cello.
房间内，我和韩东坐在一起。
Next to the fat uncle was a little girl, and we just sat opposite each other.
“I can say what I want to know, right?” I said.
Han Dong smiled and pointed at the fat uncle and said, “This is Pang Dahai, your uncle.”
I nodded my head.
“Joke, who investigates the case, is my wife Xiaoyue’s eldest son.” Han Dong said.
Looking at the girl holding the cello, I said, “Is this Dahai’s daughter?”
“This is Wang Shanshui’s daughter, Wang Xiaoai. It is also half of my daughter. She was the murder case in H City B City.” Han Dong said.
“The person she killed? Isn’t it a drone?” I said.
Fat Dahai picked up a mouthful of braised pork and said, “There is no drone, and there is no accuracy in the air. All frames are for you to investigate the case, and it will ruin you.”
“No accuracy? Then why does she rely on killing people?” I said.
Wang Xiaoai opened the cello beside her, and inside it was a pistol I had never seen before.