After Yang Wenqiang returned home, his hands and feet were cold, but in fact, his heart was even colder now. He didn't know if Lu Yang had found out that he was videotaping, and that his daughter was now with a murderer, what should he do? Yang Wenqiang thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't think of an answer.

It was already dawn, but Yang Wenqiang still couldn't sleep, and he didn't want to sleep. Do you want to go to the police station now to report the case and directly let the police arrest Lu Yang, but I can't completely conclude that it was Lu Yang who killed Gong Jianye. Even if Lu Yang killed Gong Jianye, this video alone could not be convicted at all, and Lu Yang was still drunk and said in his sleep at the time.

In fact, by now, Yang Wenqiang has been able to conclude that it was Lu Yang who killed Gongjianye, but how could this bastard Lu Yang be connected with Wu Ying, could it be that he really planned to betray Hengtai and join forces with Yingdali? If this is the case, even if he is desperate, he must stop Lu Yang, otherwise he will not be able to explain to Gongjianye after his death.

In this way, Yang Wenqiang pondered again and again, until 10 o'clock in the afternoon, he was still not a little sleepy. Just after 10 o'clock, Yang Qing called, and Yang Qing on the phone seemed to be very happy and coquettish with Yang Wenqiang. It seems that yesterday's incident has passed, at least his naïve daughter is no longer sad, which makes Yang Wenqiang slightly relaxed. But after thinking about it, I still can't be careless, I have to think of a foolproof plan, but how to do the best plan? It is really too difficult to ensure the safety of my daughter and not make my daughter sad.

After Yang Qing finished talking to Yang Wenqiang, he handed the phone to Lu Yang, who pretended that nothing had happened and said hello to Yang Wenqiang.

"Dad, you slept well last night, I drank too much last night, and I had a little dispute with Qing'er, and then I apologized to Qing'er today, I didn't expect to alarm your old man, I hope you don't blame me, blame those bastards in the bank, they poured me wine one by one." Lu Yang's tone was relaxed, and there was nothing worth doing.

"Oh, when I went yesterday, you were already asleep, I went to your room to see you, and I went home to see that you were okay, and I can't let Xiaoqing worry about you anymore in the future, you know?" Yang Wenqiang said tentatively.

"Ah, have you come to my room? I don't remember at all, I drank a whole bottle of liquor yesterday and almost killed me. Lu Yang said with an embarrassed smile.

"Don't you remember that I covered you with a quilt?" did you forget if you still talked to me?" Yang Wenqiang asked tentatively.

"Ah, yes? I don't remember at all, I might be sleepwalking, I'm sick with this. ”

"Yes, Dad, Lu Yang sometimes sleepwalks, it's quite scary!" Yang Qing on the side also helped.

"Oh yes, well, husband and wife should get along peacefully no matter what, and they can't quarrel in the future. ”

"Okay Dad, that's it, goodbye. ”

"Goodbye, Daddy. ”

"Oh, okay. ”

After hanging up the phone, Yang Wenqiang's heart suddenly put down, he didn't sleep all night last night and his head was groggy, maybe I was too suspicious, Yang Wenqiang comforted himself, groped and lay on the sofa in the studio, and fell asleep soundly.

Ji Han didn't get up as early as before, he didn't get up until more than 10 o'clock, not that he had been sleeping, in fact, Ji Han woke up at 7 o'clock. He just kept his eyes open and lay on the bed, he knew in his heart that if he did something like that to Merlin's father, he might never see Merlin again, and to be honest, he was afraid to see Merlin now, because he couldn't explain his actions yesterday.

There is also the bench last night, Ji Han recalled it many times, this is definitely not a dream, because he remembers it clearly. But is it true or false that the old man said that the chair is dead? No, we have to ask. Although Ji Han didn't know if he could hear the chair talking to him again, he still put on his clothes and prepared to go to the riverside park, as Song Daming often said, to try his luck.

Song Daming has not closed his eyes for almost two days and two nights, and the police are still going all out to investigate the surrounding monitoring, Song Daming has to take care of Gongxue's mother and son on the one hand, and arrange matters related to the body of Gongjianye, and Song Daming has to go to the police to urge the police to solve the case quickly, because if he doesn't solve the case, he is worried that Gongxue and her will not be able to survive at present.

Gongxue hasn't slept either, her whole body has completely collapsed, her eyes are dull, as if she is dozens of years old.

It was almost 11 o'clock, and Song Daming suddenly remembered that Ji Han was coming, and now was the time when there was a shortage of manpower, so he called Ji Han. Ji Han was rushing to the riverside park, he was going to go to the place last night, he asked for the chair of the three halls.

When he received Song Daming's call, Ji Han just walked to the door of the villa area of the public construction industry, chatted for a few words, and turned around to see Song Daming coming out of it.

"Brother Da Ming, I'm behind you!" Ji Han shouted.

Song Daming looked back, and sure enough, Ji Han was behind him, and when he walked over just now, Song Daming's mind was in a mess, and he was talking to Ji Han again, so he didn't see Ji Han when he passed by.

Song Daming hung up the phone and rubbed his temples. "Ji Han, you have to come over and help me, Gongxue's father died and was killed. Now Gongxue's house is in a mess, you come over to help me, I will arrange for you later. ”

"Gongxue's father was killed? Does Gongxue's family live here? An old man I know also lives here, maybe I can still meet him." Ji Han had some smiles on his face.

Song Daming hurriedly pulled Ji Han and said, "What kind of old man is not an old man, you listen to me, you are not allowed to laugh when you are inside, you can't laugh at the dead thing, you know?"

Seeing Song Daming's fierce face, Ji Han pouted like Mei Lin, lowered his head and followed Song Daming into the community.

Gongxue fainted again, and if it continued like this, he was going to die again, Song Daming hurriedly called an ambulance, forcibly sent Gongxue and Gongxue's mother to the hospital, and accompanied him to the hospital. Ji Han, who was left to guard the door, was bored, he walked back and forth in the room, a bunch of security guards outside were waiting at the door for arrangements at any time, and Ji Han was the only one in the house. It is a detached villa surrounded by yards. Ji Han leaned on the glass and looked at the security guards who were whispering outside, and after looking at it for a while, he felt bored. So Ji Han walked casually, and Ji Han saw a door half-hidden, so he pushed it open.

This is the studio of Gong Jianye before his death, and the furnishings are relatively simple, except for a small desk, there is also a row of sofas. The walls are covered with photos of public construction companies and many dignitaries, entrepreneurs, and celebrities. Because the age span of the photo is very large, and the sick public construction industry is much older, and the public construction industry in the photos on the wall is mostly formal wear, Ji Han, who looked around, didn't find anything.

After walking for a while, Ji Han was a little tired, so he did it at his desk. On the table were a bunch of documents that Ji Han couldn't understand, as well as hospital diagnosis reports and other things. Ji Han fiddled with it casually, and a one-inch photo fell out of the file bag, and Ji Han picked it up and took a look.

"Uncle?" Ji Han exclaimed. Then Ji Han stood up from his desk and looked at the photo on the wall just now, it was really the old man. The old man is Gongxue's father, Gong Jianye, and Gong Jianye is the old man.

Now Zi Ji Han believed what the chair said, Gongxue's father died, and the old man also died. Thinking of this, Ji Han kicked the photo in his pocket and hurriedly ran to the riverside park.

In the riverside park at noon, the elderly went home for dinner. There are a lot more young people who are not common, and many of them are young people in the surrounding office buildings, taking advantage of the noon time to go to the park to talk about love, and of course, there are also those who are looking for a clean place to bask in the sun and take a lunch break. Ji Han ran to the bench 10 meters away and found that there were two people sitting on the bench, so Ji Han stopped and squatted down next to a tree. He needed to wait for the two men to leave before he could go over and interrogate the bench.

On the bench were two people, a man and a woman, the man was about 30 years old, well-dressed, and his hair was combed into a big back. The woman is wearing a white down jacket. The two of them seemed to have some kind of dispute, and they had been arguing in a low voice, and the woman seemed to want to leave, but was grabbed back by the man. After continuing to talk for a while, the woman cried, although it was a distance away, Ji Han could also hear that this woman was very sad. Then the woman started tearing with the man, and the man got angry and slapped the woman in the face, and the woman ran away crying.

Ji Han on the side was dumbfounded, he had never fought with a woman, so it was difficult to understand this sour feeling. walked to the chair and made it to Ji Han, and as soon as Ji Han sat down, he heard an ouch sound, and Ji Han was so frightened that he quickly jumped up.

"Yo, aren't you very brave, you dare to sleep in the park at night, why are you still scared?"

Ji Han knew that this chair was doing the trick, but he didn't have time to pull the strings, so he asked bluntly, "How did that old man die?"

"How did you die?

"Say it well. Ji Han picked up a brick and was about to shoot it.

"Hey, this is going to be ruthless, you don't look behind you, the kid took a knife and carved it on me, did I cry out that it hurts?"

Ji Han took the brick and slapped it on the chair, with a bang. A lot of people around looked at it. Ji Han didn't care about that, and then asked.

"To say or not to say?"

"You're going to come back at the price, bastard, you get your ass out of the way and show me your face, I'm going to remember you and curse you!"

Ji Han lifted the brick again.

"I'll give you another chance!"

"Okay, okay, I said, I said, don't you do this?"

Ji Han put down the brick.

"It's better to come early than to come by chance, did you see that person just now? ”

"Didn't lie to me?"

"How dare you, I don't dare to lie to the bricks, you say it's not a brick. ”

"Don't ask me, I'm broken, do you see?"

Ji Han threw the bricks into the grass and hurriedly got up to find the person just now, but because he had been talking nonsense for too long, that person had already disappeared. Ji Han returned to the bench in annoyance and did it fiercely.

"Hit the streets!"

"Hit the street! I can't think of it, I still know Cantonese!"

Ji Han was upset at the moment.

"Shut up and let me be quiet, okay?"

"If there's anything you can't think of, let me hear it, maybe I can help you, at least I can tell you where the river is deeper, jump down to make sure you can be friends with the piranha." ”

Ji Han looked at Jiang Mian silently, he didn't understand why the old man was killed by someone, the person just now seemed to be very fierce, but why did he kill the old man? The old man is so good.

After being silent for a long time, Ji Han seemed to remember something?

"Hey chair, can you understand me, can you hear what others are saying?"

"Hit the street, you and I were born to speak Cantonese?"

Ji Han thought about it, and clapped his hands, it would be easy to do.

Then Ji Han told Ji Han all the sounds he heard that night and the conversation between the two people just now. Ji Han nodded again and again.

"I have a good memory. ”

"It's okay, I've seen a goldfish before, and it's better than your memory. ”

"What? Doesn't a goldfish have a memory of only 7 seconds?"

"There are smart and unintelligent fish, and there are smart and unintelligent people, and the same is true for chairs!"

"Well, that makes sense, by the way, do fish shed tears?"

"Get out!"