Ma Haiqiang's smile abruptly stopped, as if time had frozen.
"He's dead? How is that possible? Isn't it just a bit of herniated disc?" Ma Haiqiang was excited, "Didn't they say it was the old man at home who was going to pass away? How did he die too?"
"I'm not sure what exactly happened, the cause of death is still under investigation." Lin Yi glanced at Ma Haiqiang:
"You seem to know him very well?"
"Of course, I know him well. We've known each other for more than forty years."
Ma Haiqiang sighed, looking a bit dejected.
You could even see his eyes were somewhat red.
"Known each other for more than forty years?"
This news was somewhat unexpected for both of them.
Based on their guess, Ma Haiqiang had opened a small fertilizer factory in Xiangyang Village, and since Fang Daye was previously the village head, there must have been shady dealings and interactions between the two.
