26. Acting

The next day, at 5:50 a.m.

Jiang Yining saw Zhao Yitong on time in the garage.

"If someone asks, you say we met outside the community, and you bring me in. Jiang Yining instructed.

Zhao Yitong nodded, his eyes blinking and full of curiosity: "What did you do at night?... Please tell me quickly, I haven't slept well all night long!"

You haven't slept all night, and I haven't slept all night!

Staying up late hurts your body, especially your kidneys!

Jiang Yining yawned, waved his hand, and said, "You will naturally know when the time comes." … Remember, don't let me say this, even if your sister asks you, you can't say it, understand?"

Seeing Jiang Yining's extremely serious and serious appearance, Zhao Yitong nodded unusually obediently like a little beast that had been bitten on the back of his neck.

Come to Song Xiying Villa.

Song Xiying and Agent Shen were already waiting in the living room.

Song Xiying looks in good condition, ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, they shouldn't be able to sleep at night.

But at present, Song Xiying is resting very well at night, very good, and 'sleeping' is unusually peaceful.

Correspondingly, Agent Shen looked a little sluggish, and she looked into the depths of Jiang Yining's gaze, hiding a trace of doubt and apprehension.

"You're here, have you eaten breakfast, let's eat something, I'll get up early in the morning to buy it!" Agent Shen greeted with a smile.

What did you get up early in the morning and buy it, it was clearly bought when you came back from work, I really don't know?

Jiang Yining said secretly in his heart.

However, there was no expression on his face, and he smiled and waved his hand: "No need, I have already eaten when I came." ā€

"Ah, thirteen spiced soup dumplings!"

Zhao Yitong didn't think much about it, he still looked heartless, opened the small steamer, and ate sweetly.

"Time is pressing, you take it with you to eat on the road, let's go!" Jiang Yining said.

Song Xiying and Shen both nodded.

Zhao Yitong brought breakfast and followed behind a few people, but she ate quickly with a small mouth, and as soon as Agent Shen drove the car out, she had already eliminated the two soup dumplings, with a cup of soy milk and a tea egg.

A heartless girl is good, no one will doubt her if she doesn't have to act.

Song Xiying's hometown is in a small town on the outskirts of Handu, and the road was blocked for a while, and the car walked for nearly two hours to arrive.

It was 8 a.m.

The sun is shining.

As soon as you get out of the car, the scorching heat surrounds everyone, as if you are in a steamer.

Jiang Yining's phone vibrated slightly.

He glanced at it without a trace, it was a message from Xiao Weiyuan, a total of four words: "See, wait for you." ā€

Jiang Yining made an 'ok' gesture.

Then he quietly sorted out the pinhole camera on the strap, and looked around at the village where Song Xiying once lived.

It's a very shabby little village.

The development of the city has made almost all the people in the village outflow, and only a few left-behind old people remain, and the old house of Song Xiying's family is also a bit biased, so no one noticed that their car entered the village.

Even if someone pays attention, they can't find that there are too many places to hide people in this small grassy village.

Song Xiying's old house is a two-story building with no yard, covering an area of 5 or 60 square meters, after all, the two floors add up, excluding the stairs, there are only 4 rooms in total.

Such a house, in the Handu countryside for decades, is also a great mansion in the eyes of the villagers.

Jiang Yining looked at the rusty lock on the door, and could see at a glance that the lock had been opened.

Of course, this is all to be expected.

Besides, Agent Shen was still with them now, Jiang Yining knew that he should have guessed correctly, Agent Shen and the man in black should have not found the 'treasure' in this house.

Song Xiying looked at this old mansion that she hadn't come back to see for many years, her eyes were full of memories and melancholy.

Did she think of the happy days when she lived here with her parents as a child, or did she think of the mud she had played with her friends in the neighborhood?

It's a pity that that's all gone.

She was the only one left in the world, and she didn't even dare to recall the past.

The word 'grow up' is so lonely that it doesn't even have the capital in the marginal area.

Song Xiying opened the door, and there was a rotten smell in the house, and the house had been closed for too long, and even mosquitoes and spiders had escaped.

"Everything is down there, the table and wardrobe where my mother got married, the West House is empty, and the other boxes, all of which my dad packed up before his death, have been kept in the East House. ā€

Song Xiying said, leading everyone to the east room.

Because the windows have been boarded, the room is very dark, and the wires have long been broken, and the lights in the house cannot be turned on.

On a small bed in this room, several old wooden boxes were covered by a sheet.

The subtle marks on the ashes of the sheets also show that this place has been passed not long ago.

But Jiang Yining didn't care anymore.

He put on his gloves, carefully tore off the sheet, and moved down the top two boxes: "It should be in these boxes, Miss Song, you look for the two on the ground, and I'll look for them in the boxes on this bed!"

"Okay. ā€

Song Xiying and Zhao Yitong squatted down, opened the two boxes, flipped through the old clothes and old items of the children inside, and looked for them carefully.

Agent Shen stood by the wall, holding his mobile phone, with some nervousness and expectation in his eyes.

Jiang Yining didn't see it.

He opened the two boxes, which were full of photo clips and toys, and the old photos in the folders included Song Xiying's single photos when she was a child, as well as photos of her and her family.

As for the toys, rag dolls, bamboo dragonflies, clockwork tin frogs, etc., are all types of toys from a long time ago.

But then again, when Song Xiying was a child, she really made other children envious.

Jiang Yining used to watch others play, and he forced his face to come up, and his saliva was long, and he could only touch other people's toys by flattering him in all kinds of ways.

Jiang Yining carefully searched for the details that might be hidden in those toys.

Finally.

In a rag doll of Daisy Duck, Jiang Yining pinched a foreign object, and listened to the sound, like a piece of paper.

This Daisi duck was wearing a fashionable little blue coat, Jiang Yining ripped off the clothes on the duck, and an envelope fell into his hand.

"Found it!"

Jiang Yining raised the envelope and stood on the bed board and shouted 'Daxi'.

"Really, what's that?"

Song Xiying and Zhao Yitong were both surprised when they heard this.

Only Agent Shen was a little stunned, the so-called 'treasure', isn't it an antique or something, how can it be an envelope?

Jiang Yining stood on the bed, opened the envelope and looked inside.

Zhao Yitong stretched his neck and stood on tiptoe below, but he still couldn't see it.

"It's a check, the amount is 100 million!"

After Jiang Yining finished speaking, he showed a look of ecstasy, waving an envelope and jumping around on the bed: "Haha, Lao Tzu is rich, Lao Tzu is rich!"

Hearing Jiang Yining say 'one hundred million', Agent Shen's eyes widened, full of surprise, and his cheeks turned red.

Song Xiying was also a little shocked and disappointed at first, but when she heard Jiang Yining's second half of the sentence and glanced at Zhao Yitong, their faces were full of astonishment.

"Jiang... Jiang Yining... You... What do you mean..."Zhao Yitong asked in a trembling voice, she didn't dare to think about the worst.

Jiang Yining lowered his head suddenly, his eyes showed a fierce light, his teeth bared, and he shouted viciously: "What do you mean? Lao Tzu is rich, what else can he mean!"

"But... But this is what my uncle left for my sister!" Zhao Yitong said hurriedly.

Jiang Yining put the envelope in his pocket, jumped off the bed, and said arrogantly: "From now on, it's mine, what can you do with me!"

"You... How can you do this... I didn't expect you to be such a person... I—I'm really blind, you black-hearted scoundrel, why did I believe your nonsense..."

Zhao Yitong's eyes were full of tears, and she snuggled up to Song Xiying tremblingly, unable to believe that the person with a fierce face in front of her was actually the personable and high-profile Jiang Yining she had seen on campus.

"Hmph, who are you to blame!"

Jiang Yining shouted nonchalantly, in fact, he was also startled in his heart, for fear that Zhao Yitong would leak his mouth and cause his plan to fall short.

"Goodbye guys,... No, never again!"

Jiang Yining pretended to have a little joy in his hair, and he was about to walk out, but he was also anxious!

It's all about time...

Why hasn't Shen's accomplice come out yet!