Tang wanted to yell at him: "Go down!"

Jiang Xiaolin was not annoyed, got out of the car, stood idly, and looked at the people in the car.

She wrinkled her eyebrows, her hands on the steering wheel, the car didn't move for a while, and her eyes swept over the rearview mirror from time to time.

"Why don't you leave?" he leaned over the window to look at her.

"Huang Peidong," Tang Xiang turned his head and asked, "Is it the murderer?"

Like Jiang Xiaolin, Huang Peidong also has scratches on his hands, and he is also a suspect, and Huang Peidong is Jiang Fuli's subordinate, and the motive for committing the crime is sufficient enough.

Jiang Xiaolin clasped his hands and stood up straight: "You have to ask the police." ”

Yes.

Tang wanted to close the window directly, but the glass of the car had not all been raised, and he held it down with one hand: "He is not." ”

That is to say, Jiang Zhi was pushed into the sea, and it had nothing to do with Jiang Fuli.

Tang Xiang thought for a while, understood, and looked sideways at the person outside the window: "Then the scratches on his hands were caused by you, right?"

Jiang Xiaolin was noncommittal, let go of his hand, and smiled meaningfully: "You also believe what the erotic maniac said." ”

“……”

She threw up the window, stepped on the gas, and drove away.

I don't have any patience at all, after so many years, I still have this bad temper! Jiang Xiaolin looked at the tail of the car in the distance and smiled.

A moment later.

A Bentley pulled up on the side of the road, and a middle-aged man got out of the car and went around the back seat to open the door.

Jiang Xiaolin got into the car and said, "Go back to the old house." ”

After touching a little, Jiang Xiaolin arrived at Jiang's house, and everyone in the family arrived, only one Jiang Wei who was still hospitalized was missing, and a few side branches who rarely came to the old mansion on weekdays also came, and he was late.

The subordinate went in first to report: "Old lady, Brother Lin has arrived." ”

The room fell silent.

Jiang Xiaolin entered the house and walked leisurely: "Sorry, I'm late." ”

Mrs. Jiang sat in front of her, put down her cup, and asked him, "Have you eaten lunch?"

Jiang Xiaolin shook his head: "Don't worry." ”

"How can you skip a meal. The old lady instructed, "Ah Gui, let the kitchen bring some soup to Brother Lin." ”

Gui said yes and went to the kitchen.

At this time, Jiang Zhi coughed twice, he was on the left hand side of the old lady, the closest position to the carbon fire, the Jiang family has many rules, a room of old and young, either sitting or standing, which one of them is holding his head up, only him, half leaning and half lying, nested in a rocking chair covered with a thick layer of mattress, he coughs occasionally, and the rocking chair also occasionally rocks.

It's really pampered.

Mrs. Jiang doted on him, for fear that he would freeze, so she called her subordinates over: "Add some more charcoal fire." He urged the old housekeeper again, "Why hasn't the stove for warming your hands been delivered yet?"

"It's coming, it's coming. Outside the house, Gui came in with soup and a delicate small hand stove.

That little hand stove is an antique.

The old lady was also reluctant, and put a layer of flannel on the outside to warm Jiang Zhi's hands.

The winter solstice is coming, the weather is getting colder and colder, Jiang Zhi hugged the stove, avoided people, coughed non-stop, and coughed a little sandy: "Go to my house and get me a blanket." ”

Ah Wan was just about to go.

Jiang Fuxi came over to add tea to Jiang Zhi: "I'll go." ”

The entire Jiang family, this Miss Fuxi has the best temper, she has no arrogance, she is always soft-spoken, and she is very gentle with everyone, Ah Wan thinks she is a good person, but I don't know why, the employer has always been very indifferent to her.

"No, I don't. Jiang Zhi glanced back, "Lin Wanwan, you go." ”

Ah Wan: "Oh. ”

After a room of people exchanged a few words of greetings, Mrs. Jiang got to the point.

"There are two things that I asked you to come over today. "The old lady is in good spirits and full of energy when she speaks, "Brother Zhi'er was pushed into the sea a few days ago, injured his body, and is still being raised in the hospital. ”

The old lady has always remembered this account, and now she will start to calculate it.

"In the business field, my old woman is old and can't take care of it, you can turn a blind eye and make trouble as you want. She spoke unhurriedly and loudly, "You can use this pickled method to kill my brother weaving, then we have to investigate to the end." ”

The five rooms of the Jiang family have always been discordant, and in the business field, it is a competitive relationship.

The old lady also works by them on weekdays, and she can't control the shares, but the bottom line can't be touched, Jiang Zhi is that line.

This is what the Jiang family knows.

"Mother, that's what you said. ”

It was Jiang Xiaolin's father who spoke, Jiang Weikai, the son of the Jiang family, who was in politics and had little control over the affairs of the family: "Such an act that does not enter the stream cannot be connived." ”

The second child, Jiang Weili, also hurriedly echoed and said yes.

These two brothers, one is not smiling, the other laughs when they meet people, and their temperament is not like anything else, they are two typical extremes,

Old Madam Jiang glanced at the two brothers: "Among the four suspects, one is in the big room and one is in the second room." "Do you have anything to say?"

Jiang Weikai glanced at Jiang Xiaolin, he drank his soup and was silent.

The second room spoke first, and it was Jiang Weili's wife Luo Changfang who opened her mouth, smiled and groaned, and did not move: "Mother, I don't agree with what you say, and let's not say whether Huang Peidong is the murderer of our brother Zhi'er, but even if he is, what does he have to do with my second room?"

Luo Changfang, who is in the second room, is the third girl of the Luo family, like her father, very shrewd.

Mrs. Jiang was not in a hurry, and spread it out to break with her: "Huang Peidong is to help him to his current position, and it is also to help him to make an alibi, my old woman is stupid, so I can only guess like this, the right hand is your second hand after all." ”

Luo Changfang accepted the smile on his face, and was about to confess, but was stopped by his daughter Jiang Fuli.

Luo Changfang took the words and asked Jiang Fuli to speak.

"Grandma. She poured a cup of tea and moistened her throat, "Then you think I'm stupid?"

"You," Old Madam Jiang smiled, "you're smart." ”

Her mother's shrewdness and intelligence, and her father's exquisiteness, she has learned them all.

Jiang Fuli calmly said: "That's it, if I really want to murder our Jiang family, how can I be stupid enough to use my right-hand man." She put down the cup, her eyes turned, and she was slightly sad, "Brother Zhi'er is my cousin, and he is not in good health, so I think of him ......."

I may not live to be twenty-five.

Where is needed for her dirty hands.

She eased her emotions before continuing: "Thinking about it this way, my heart as a sister is like a knife, how can I be so vicious, and besides, this kind of fratricidal behavior, isn't it just to provoke grandma to disgust you? ”

In a few words, it was pushed clean.

She really has a clever mouth, and she can speak very well.

Old Madam Jiang turned her head and asked the eldest grandson of the long house: "Brother Lin, what do you have to say?"

He also had scratches on the back of his hands, and he couldn't get rid of suspicion.

He replied, "No." Putting down the spoon, his face was calm, and he didn't see any panic, "I just came back from the police station, grandma, just ask the criminal investigation team, I won't repeat it, so as to save you a nap." ”

A rhetoric and a few words have their own set.

Mrs. Jiang picked up the teacup, brushed the tea leaves on her face, and took a sip: "You all insist on your own words, you are all reasoning, I am old, and my brain is also turning slowly, I can't tell how much is true and how false is what you say, so let's wait for the results of the police investigation, before the murderer is caught, except for Brother Zhi'er, you are all settled in the old mansion, if you have anything to go out, come to me to report, do you have any opinions." ”

Jiang Wei said: "Mother, you decide." ”

Old Madam Jiang put down the cup: "I'll leave it here, it's better to find out that it has nothing to do with you, otherwise," after a pause, her voice sank, "I will clean the door with my own hands." ”

The crowd was silent.

Only Jiang Zhi was coughing, as if it was none of his business, and he didn't say a word, just sick and sick.

"I have one more thing here. Old Madam Jiang called the housekeeper forward, "Jiang Chuan, play the recording for everyone to listen to." ”

The recording is not the original document, it is released by mobile phone, and there is some noise, but it can still be heard clearly.

It was Jin Song's voice.

"I kidnapped the little son of the Jiang family. ”

The voice sounded trembling, as if frightened.

In addition to Jin Song, there is also a girl's voice, which has been deliberately disguised and sounds very low.

"Why did you kidnap him?"

Jin Song didn't answer immediately, and the girl asked again: "Why did you kidnap him?"

"He changed the heroine of the movie, and I lost a lot of money. Jin Song hesitated for a while, "I also want to play with him, and besides, the Jiang family asked me to test and see if he is pretending to be sick." ”

"Who is in the Jiang family?"

Jiang Fuli. ”

"What else?"

"Last month, I had people hit him. He shuddered and explained, "But it didn't work out." ”

"Who hit it with a car?"

"Xiao Linshu. ”

This is where the recording stops.

In a few sentences before and after, the meaning is also very clear.

Old Madam Jiang's eyes were fixed: "Fuli, what do you have to explain?" Without waiting for her to speak, she added, "I sent someone to check your dealings with Jin Song, and it is true." ”

After checking it out, she also saved her from quibbling.

The old lady's tone sank, and her face turned cold: "Our Jiang family and the Jin family have been not very happy, I don't know yet, you still have contact with Jin Song in private." ”

Jiang Fuli was not flustered, he didn't have the slightest hint of weakness, and explained calmly: "There was before, and there was no friendship in business. ”

The old lady snorted: "I didn't have a friendship, you asked him to test Brother Zhi'er?"

She didn't even think about it, and quickly replied, justified: "I didn't worry about Brother Zhi'er's illness, so I asked him to pay more attention, but I didn't expect him to have bad intentions, if I knew that he used such a method, how could I agree?" She raised her head and looked into the old lady's eyes, her gaze was not dodging or dodging, and she was frank, "Moreover, I am also afraid of hurting Brother Zhi'er, so I specially sent a group of people to keep an eye on it." ”

In a few words, the head is the Tao, and the preface and the afterword are all connected, and there is no flaw at all.

She was always calm: "Grandma, if you don't believe it, you can send someone to check, the errand company I hired is also a serious operation." ”

Old Madam Jiang was speechless for a while.

She made second-hand preparations, and estimated that she couldn't trust Jin Song, so she hired another person.

Now, it has become a reason for her to exonerate.

"I don't care if the person you hire is serious or not, you just give me a reason, good manner, what are you trying to do with Brother Zhi'er? He has been sick for more than ten years, why do you think he is pretending?" Old Madam Jiang couldn't help but be a little aggressive, "Besides, even if he is pretending, what are you going to calculate?"

Jiang Fuli looked aggrieved: "Why does grandma think so?" She glanced at Jiang Zhi and said, "Brother Zhi'er is in good health, of course I let him take over my burden, in the fifth room of the Jiang family, the third uncle is the most shared, and that part should naturally be taken over by Brother Zhi'er, my ability is limited, I hope that Brother Zhi'er is in good health, and I will enter the company as soon as possible to help me share it." ”

Clever tongue like a spring, clever tongue like a spring.

Old Madam Jiang sighed: "Dead can make you say that you are alive, what else do I have to say." "I guess I can't find anything, her granddaughter, has always done things without leakage.

She laughed, in a joking tone: "Grandma, you are a good person." ”

The Jiang family, there are too many smart people.

Mess.

Old Madam Jiang pinched her eyebrows, asked her subordinates to add a cup of tea, took a breath, and followed her pole to take her army: "Since you have said that your ability is limited, then the hotel module, let Brother Lin take care of it, and let him take over when Brother Zhi'er is better." ”

Jiang Fuli should be quick to accept: "Okay, grandma, you can call the shots." ”

Now, if it doesn't work, it has to be done.

The hotel is not small, enough for her to take off a layer of skin.

Before it was over, Mrs. Jiang said again: "This matter can't be counted like this, my brothers and sisters, if you have any questions, you can't say them face to face, you have to use tricks behind your back, go to my study and kneel, and then come out after reflection." ”

Give Jiang Ori a head.

The Jiang family has a bunch of children and grandchildren, and Jiang weaving is the treasure of the old lady.

Jiang Fuli held the hand hanging by his side, clenched it tightly, and still had a smile on his face: "Well, my granddaughter knows it's wrong." His gaze remained silent and glanced in the direction of the rocking chair.

A room full of people held their breath and concentrated, so Jiang Weaving casually played with his small hand stove.

He had a good baby, and his father, Jiang Weixuan, was the old lady's favorite son, but his fate was not good and he died early.

His face was as red as her mother's.

"Now that you're all here, I'll leave it here, and I don't care if you have your own abilities in the business field. As soon as the conversation changed, Mrs. Jiang said sharply, "But if anyone dares to do something in private that they shouldn't have, I will not spare it." ”

Several sons and grandchildren hurriedly responded.

The old lady got up on crutches: "Brother Zhi'er, you come with me." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

Jiang Zhi stretched lazily, coughed a little step at a time, and was sick and crooked, and was carried away by someone.

What a sick man's style.

When they arrived in the bedroom, Mrs. Jiang sent her subordinates away and asked Jiang Zhi, "What's the matter?"

After walking a few steps, he lost his strength, and found a place to lie down, a little sleepy: "What's the matter?"

"How can Fuli think you're faking your illness?"

"That's for her. Jiang Zhi had a low-grade fever, her cheeks were covered with a thin layer of red, and she was dizzy and weakly supporting her eyelids, "You know that I am sick, and she is also sick." ”

"What disease?"

He snorted, "Suspicious." ”

Old Madam Jiang scolded him for not being serious, but she didn't ask again.

Hou at the door Ah Wan was a little dizzy, so contradictory, how do you think that the old lady treats the employer as an eyeball, but this eyeball doesn't seem to want to stay in the eye socket.

It's an inexplicable feeling anyway.

In the hall outside, the people were almost scattered, and Jiang Fuli called out to Jiang Xiaolin.

"Cousin stays. ”

Jiang Xiaolin's attitude was lukewarm: "Something?"

She stepped forward with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just curious, how did you lay it out, the news is so well-informed, the police just knew that there were scratches on the back of the murderer's hand, so you added one to my subordinates." ”

This basin of dirty water flows together.

He got into trouble, and when he turned around, he also caused her trouble, and now the old lady will not just stare at the side of his big house, and it is really difficult to share it.

Jiang Xiaolin was wearing glasses, and Sven looked calm: "Disaster comes from the mouth." He used the tone of an elder, as if admonishing, "Help away, there is no evidence, you have to be careful when you speak." ”

Old fox!

Jiang Fuli smiled: "Thank you Brother Lobby for reminding me." ”

Jiang Xiaolin said 'politely' and waved his hand: "Go and kneel, and come back to me after reflection." ”

“……”

She gritted her teeth and said nothing.

When Jiang Xiaolin went out, Luo Changfang muttered: "Doesn't he hate Brother Zhi'er? What does this mean? Why did he match you?"

This Jiang family's Brother Lin is also good and evil.

His camp seems to be changing all the time.

Jiang Weili got up from his seat and said, "Help you leave, don't be too anxious." There was no one around, and he said, "Jin Song is staring at the point, if he dares to talk nonsense......

Words, point to point.

Jiang Fuli nodded, understanding.

Today, Jiang Zhi is going to stay in the old house, he read the script for a while, and he was absent-minded, he couldn't read it at all, and read Zhou Xufang.

He had discovered that since the girl had been wild in his heart, he had lost interest in anything else.

He reached for his phone and voiced her.

Zhou Xufang. ”

Zhou Xu spun back to him with a full stop.

I didn't give him a word, just give him a punctuation mark back. Jiang Zhi was a little dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xufang replied with two words.

"Set up a stall. ”

Because Jiang Zhi was going to stay at Jiang's house today, she didn't need her to 'tailgating', so she was free and rode her electric tricycle to work.

I really can't sit idle for a moment.

"You're going to apply the film again?"

"Hmm. ”

Jiang Zhi couldn't help but think of her: "You can't rest?"

Zhou Xu spun back: ". ”

It's a full stop again!

He wanted to tell her so much, and she didn't have anything to say to him?!

Jiang Zhi was very unhappy in his heart, crumpled the script into a ball, and endured it so that he didn't get angry with her: "Is it cold outside?"

"It's not cold. ”

"Wait under the bridge. ”

Zhou Xufang sent a voice now: "Don't come." "She's not afraid of the cold, but Eori is squeamish.

Jiang Zhi is quite unreasonable tone: "I'm going to go!"

Zhou Xufang: ". ”

It's a full stop again.

Jiang Zhi couldn't bear this full stop anymore, making him feel like he was left out, perfunctory, not pampered, and not valued: "Don't send a full stop, if you don't have anything to say in the future, send me a kissing emoji." ”

Zhou Xufang typed over: "I don't have an emoji." ”

"You go online and look for it. ”

“。 ”

All right.

Eori went to find one herself and sent it to her.

"Send me this. ”

She probably tossed for a while, and only replied to him after a few minutes: "I won't." ”

Zhou Xufang never flirts, basically has no social networking, and knows nothing about social software, only the most basic typing and voice.

She's a high-IQ life idiot, and the best software she uses is to order takeaways.

"You click on this meme and then you add it. Eori was stubborn about this kissing meme, "Forward it to me again." ”

Zhou Xufang is still groping.

Zhou Xufang. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Yes, no. ”

"Yes. ”

"Send it to me. ”

"Oh. ”

Zhou Xufang sent the kissing emoji over.

Jiang Zhi took a screenshot, and her originally irritable mood was coaxed by her: "Wait, I'll go over and kiss you now." ”