The taxi stopped at Yiyuan Hotel, Yang Luo, Xiao Qi, and Zhao Yu got out of the car, and He Ze went home directly in the car.
The three of them walked into the hotel, Xiao Qi went to the front desk to open a room, Yang Luo called Dan Enen, told her the location of the hotel, and asked them all to come over.
After Xiao Qi went through the check-in procedures, the three of them took the elevator to the room. Yang Luo sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. Xiao Qi sat next to him and asked, "It's over, do you want to visit my aunt's house? After Shiqi passed away, you have never been there."
Yang Luo's body shook, and the hand holding the cigarette couldn't help trembling, and said softly, "I won't go!"
Xiao Qiyi frowned: "What are you afraid of? It wasn't your fault back then, and my aunt didn't blame you. In fact, she really missed you. And after so many years, what else can you not let go of?"
Yang Luo lowered his head and said nothing, no one knew what he was thinking.
Xiao Qi said angrily: "You are talking, when did you become so chattering?"
Yang Luo smiled wryly: "Let's talk about it when we have time."
Xiao Qi fixed her eyes on Yang Luo, and suddenly remembered something: "Are you afraid of seeing Majesty?" After speaking, Xiao Qi smiled wryly, "Mai Qi is five years younger than her sister, but she has grown more and more in recent years. The more she looks like her older sister, people will believe that they are twins. Sometimes when my mother sees Meiqi, she always thinks of Shiqi, let alone you."
Yang Luo took a deep breath of cigarette: "Mei Qi will be twenty years old this year."
Xiao Qi nodded: "Yeah, time flies so fast, that little girl who always followed our buttocks back then is already a sophomore."
Zhao Yu listened to the chat between Yang Luo and Xiao Qi, but he didn't understand what they were talking about, but felt that the atmosphere was a bit depressing.
"I said, what are you talking about? Maggie has a sister? How come I don't know?"
Xiao Qi shook his head and said, "I'll tell you when I have time." She said and looked at Yang Luo, "Let's go and have a look at it at night. It's been so many years, let's let go of what should be let go."
Yang Luo hesitated for a moment, then nodded; "Okay, go and have a look at night. Danenen and the others will come over later, we are going out to buy some gifts."
As night fell, snowflakes fell outside again. After a busy day, Zhao Lianming, Kan Xiang, Wang Bingrui, and Wang Xuefeng, who were exhausted, hurried out of the city bureau, got into a police car, drove out of the city bureau compound, and parked at the In front of a supermarket. The four of them bought a lot of wine and gifts at the supermarket, got into the car, and headed straight to the southern suburbs.
This is an old building, with a taste of Beijing courtyard, antique. If this yard is placed in Beijing or Shanghai, where land is very expensive, its value will be astronomical. But here, it can only be regarded as an ordinary house.
In the living room of the main house, Zhang Yuan was sitting on the sofa, holding the tea his wife had just made for him, and looking down at the chessboard on the coffee table.
The curtain of the inner room was lifted, and the old lady came out of the room. Seeing Zhang Yuanzi studying the mess, she said in a dissatisfied and distressed tone: "I have been busy in the city bureau for two days, and I don't even talk about taking a rest when I come back. Fuck that shit of yours."
Zhang Yuan chuckled: "Old lady, make another pot of tea, I guess there will be guests coming soon."
The old lady was taken aback: "Who will come so late?"
Zhang Yuan picked up the chess piece and put it down: "Kan Xiang, Bingrui and those boys."
The old lady raised her eyes: "He secretly picked you up in the hospital, how dare you come home? See if I don't break his leg." Having said that, she went to the kitchen to boil water.
At this time, there were footsteps outside, and the closed door was pushed open with a creak, and Zhao Lianming, Kan Xiang, Wang Bingrui and Wang Xuefeng walked in.
Zhang Yuan looked at the few people who came in, and the old man was still holding gifts, and said with a smile: "You guys, ah, I just came back from your place in the afternoon, and you came here in the evening. And it's not the New Year or the holiday, Still holding presents, showing courteousness for nothing, either raping or stealing."
Zhao Lianming said with a smile all over his face: "Mr. Zhang, that's right. You've been helping us for two days. Why don't you come over to see you and express your thanks."
Zhang Yuan took a sip of tea: "Stop talking nonsense, come on, I heard that your kid plays chess well, let's kill a game."
Zhao Lianming hastily put aside the gift in his hand, took a chair and sat opposite Zhang Yuan, and then began to play chess.
The old lady came in with a teapot and teacups, saw Kan Xiang raise his eyebrows and said, "Little Xiangzi, do you still have the guts to come here?"
When Kan Xiang saw the old lady, he hurried over and took the teapot and teacups with a flattering smile on his face: "Master, please calm down. You also know that this case is too complicated. If the master doesn't act, we will not be able to solve it at all."
&nKnowing that I have seen through the game he set up, I will definitely get rid of Tianwang and Jiang Ji for you and the common people. And I clearly know that this is a game he set up, but I have to become his accomplice for you and the common people. In fact, there is also a little selfishness, which is to avenge my son. "
Zhao Lianming lowered his head and pondered for a long time before he digested Zhang Yuan's words, and said bitterly: "The blood wolf is that guy named Yang Luo, it's really scary. Not only the king of heaven was tricked by him, even we and you have become a His chess piece, the feeling of being a chess piece, really makes me feel very uncomfortable."
Zhang Yuan turned around slowly, looked at Zhao Lianming and said, "There's nothing wrong with being a chess piece, because you have to become a chess piece first to be able to bring troubles to others. Swing the orangutan Jing head ¢Õ buy play scandium Zhan pat the slack noon thread Mi Nashu! He is low-brow, fur, chu, suffocating, suffocating, and arrogant. Firmly cut, pen, pump, pay, Huai, thick onion, new harvest, handsome
Zhao Lianming shook his head: "I don't know, maybe your old man doesn't believe me." His tone was a bit bitter.
Zhang Yuan smiled: "If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't tell Kan Xiang. I'll tell you the matter afterwards."
Zhao Lianming was taken aback: "Then why?"
Zhang Yuan said: "Your biggest problem is lack of courage. If I asked you to implement it at that time, you would definitely hesitate. Maybe you will agree in the end, but the opportunity is often fleeting. I have to think about this issue." (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com