I knew where I could start looking for clues. I directly drove to the public cemetery. I wanted to find that gray-haired old man. 

He had burned paper money outside the villa, and I suspected that Jiang Teng or Jiang Guanguan had caused the death of one of his family members.

Perhaps he had done that to vent out his grief? My intuition told me that he would come to the cemetery again to worship the dead. 

I had been waiting at the gate of the public cemetery until nightfall. Finally, the old man came with a basket of fruits. 

When he walked past me, I grabbed his hand. He reacted quickly, just as though he was afraid of me. He threw his basket at me and ran away. Luckily for me, he wasn’t fast enough. He was also limping a lot. 

I didn’t chase after him....