Zhang Hao raised an eyebrow. "Do you police always like to try to figure out other people's families with the most malicious ideas?"

Chen Shi smiled and shook his head. "Your grandpa's bones were in the wall of your shop. What do you think I should think? Do I have to produce a supernatural story?"

"I don’t know how he disappeared, or how he died. My grandfather and I were very distanced. The impression I had of him was that he was a grumpy old man. I didn’t like him at all. If you want to investigate this case, just investigate it, but don’t hinder me from doing business. I’ll say again that I have a clear conscience.”

"Well okay. I’ll find you again if I have a new discovery. Don't leave Long'an in the near future!"

"You are always welcome to visit...