Her grandmother had once told her that her grandfather used to hide his secret stash of money in that tin box.
Her grandmother had known all along.
From time to time, she even helped him count it.
Old Man Lei never kept much money hidden away. It was just enough to sneak a pack of cigarettes or occasionally have a drink to satisfy his craving.
Old Man Lei had been shot before and had some trouble with his lungs. It was nothing serious, but smoking too much made him cough.
That pained her grandmother.
Old Man Lei actually received a generous allowance, but he willingly handed it over to her grandmother and was happy to let her manage him.
He only hid money because he did not want her grandmother worrying about his health.
Yet even in his old age, he never knew that her grandmother had known his little secret from the very beginning.
Song Ning had bought Old Man Lei liquor and cigarettes.
She also knew about his health.
He had remained in good shape well into his seventies.
Her grandmother, on the other hand... had passed away early.
It was not too late when Song Ning got home.
The newspaper kiosk at the entrance to the alley still had its lights on.
After a moment's thought, she went over and bought a copy of each of the recent newspapers.
Once home, she found that several papers carried the news that a memorial service for the renowned mechanical engineering expert Zhou Weide would be held at the Guo'an Machinery Factory on October 5.
The newspapers did not mention Zhou Weide's cause of death.
But Song Ning knew that bodies of people who died from poisoning decomposed faster.
The memorial service really could not be delayed any longer.
Song