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In the old street of Jiangyuan Town, Wan Mingqiu and Wan Chunsheng moved piles of books at home downstairs.
Some of the old furniture in the house were all disposed of to the waste collectors, except father's pile of books, which was still not willing to throw away.
But Dad didn't have a lot of these books, and it was impossible to take them all away.
Wan Chunsheng's family is a local tyrant, and there is a four-story single-family building on the right street in Xinjie. Naturally, there is a place to put these books. As for when they will be taken away, it is hard to say.
Maybe I won't be able to take it away in the future.
When the last stack of books came down, the two policemen happened to be standing downstairs.
Regarding the arrival of these two policemen, Wan Mingqiu resisted in his heart.
This resistance comes from my father's diary.
Officer Chen's face was warm and warm, in stark contrast to the rainy weather.
"Ming Qiu, we still have something about Sun Yuan, and I want to chat with you."
"Officer, in fact, there is no need for you to waste your time on me. I was young at that time, and I should not be able to provide useful clues."
"It's okay, just treat it as a small talk."
"Just ask, I'll do my best."
"What do you think of Sun Yuan?"
"I don't have a good impression of Sun Yuan in my memory. After all, our two families are only separated by a street, so it's hard not to see him.
As long as I can remember, I know that he loves to drink, almost every day, and there are always women in and out of the house.
The reason why I don't like him very much is that when I was young, he always liked to hug my sister and me, and kiss us with his prickly beard. "
"I heard that the disappearance of your sister Wan Mingming is related to him?"
"I don't know, I just heard gossip from people in the town. I was thinking that it might not be true. If he was really a human trafficker, he would have been arrested not long ago."
"How does your father Wan Xingmin view this matter?"
"I don't know, my dad never mentioned it to me."
"Has your father ever expressed his dissatisfaction with Sun Yuan in front of you?"
"My dad is a taciturn person. Except for academic matters, he hardly likes to communicate with me."
"Do you know about the relationship between Sun Yuan and your mother?"
"Officer, I was less than two years old when my mother died, and my memory of my mother is almost zero."
I thought Officer Chen would have a lot to ask, but he changed the subject.
"Are these books your father's?"
"Well, he used to be a teacher, and I don't want to lose the books at home, so I put them in Chunsheng's house first."
"Oh, then you are busy, we will not disturb you."
With a few simple sentences, the topic ended quickly, which surprised Wan Mingqiu.
Liu Qing followed behind Chen Jian, also full of doubts.
"Team Chen, I thought you were going to make something from Wan Mingqiu, but I didn't expect it to be so simple."
"I think so too, but it's obviously unlikely. Wan Mingqiu is a lawyer, and his words are impeccable, and he can't get anything out of it even if he asks."
"I think it also makes sense. After all, Sun Laizi was still a child when he died. It is even more impossible for him to know the relationship between his mother and Sun Yuan."
"Then where are we going now?"
"Wan Mazi's third suspect."
"You mean?"
"That's right, Liu Fangfang was a famous socialite in Jiangyuan Town back then."
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On the bus bound for the provincial capital, Wan Mingqiu couldn't stop thinking.
In fact, another reason why I hated Lame Sun since I was a child is really related to my own mother Wan Moli.
The town is not big, and the east and the west are short. It is an exaggeration to say that the people on the street fart, and in just a gust of wind, everyone at the end of the street can smell it. People with good things can smell it from the fart. This farting person, does he eat dry rice or porridge for lunch?
What's more, Sun Laizi's romantic affair back then was not just a fart.
Especially some old women who are in a hurry, like to talk about old sesame seeds and rotten millet from time to time.
Ming Qiu remembered that when he was in the third grade, one day he was walking on the street with his classmate Xiaopang, and happened to see Lame Sun sitting in front of the door basking in the sun.
Xiaopang mysteriously pulled Ming Qiu aside and said.
"See, that cripple, I heard that he was your mother's girlfriend before."
That day, Ming Qiu and Xiaopang turned their faces, chased Xiaopang for two streets, and punished Xiaopang severely.
Although his mother only played the role of a shadow in his life, he absolutely did not allow anyone to destroy her reputation.
As the bus drove forward in the rain and fog, Ming Qiu was thinking about his father's diary all the way.
The father's hatred for Cripple Sun should not be just because he abducted and trafficked Mingming!
It was already evening when I returned to my residence in the provincial capital.
The two-bedroom apartment in Building B of Rose Elegant Building was bought a year ago. In the past two years as a partner lawyer, I haven¡¯t made much money, but I still keep making small money. Some of my savings and the money left by my father are enough for the full amount. If you buy it, you will have a place to settle down in the provincial capital.
After knocking on the door for a long time, no one opened the door.
The key was given to Cai Ya, but she couldn't get in.
In fact, I was mentally prepared. Since when has Cai Ya ever been reliable?
I called her when I got in the car, but I didn't answer it, and I didn't reply to the message.
The chances of counting on her being home are pitifully slim.
?He took out his mobile phone and called again, but still no one answered, thinking that she must have gone out with that gang of cronies again, an unknown anger in his heart could not be stopped.
After rummaging through most of the entertainment venues in the city, I finally found Cai Ya in a remote bar in the early hours of the morning.
I haven't seen you for a few days, this girl has mutated from a good girl a few days ago into a rebellious bad girl.
I was drinking and punching with a group of yellow, green, and flower-haired ruffians, and I heard this girl's loud voice yelling at the door of the bar.
"Six, six, I'll let you go. Drink, whoever doesn't drink is a grandson."
When Ming Qiu saw Cai Ya, she was stepping on the sofa in the bar with one hand on her waist, shouting at the yellow hair opposite her.
The green-haired man next to her put his hand on her neck with a wretched expression, and his ugly face was almost pressed against Cai Ya's.
That was a look that Ming Qiu particularly hated.
He was thinking, what should he do if the girl is Mingming? Exercising the right to be an older brother, go up and give her a slap?
But Cai Ya is not obvious, and she is also a master who can't wake up with her mouth.
Walking over and staring at the girl for a long time, she realized that there was someone standing beside her.
"Old Wan? When did you come back?"
I didn't want to talk nonsense, so I took Cai Ya's hand and pulled it away.
This girl is obviously not an obedient master.
"what?"
"Come back with me."
"It's time to drink, I won't go, if you want to go, you go."
"I'll say it again, come back with me."
The voice became louder unconsciously, and Cai Ya used the strength of alcohol to get drunk.
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