Sheng Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes speechlessly: "Who said that he was drugged? I mean give him something fierce, such as finding an imaginary rival or something." ”

Sheng Xiaoxiao explained, "Aren't people jealous? And I heard your previous description, this Si Lin Shen is a vinegar jar, and he has a big temper, if you find a man to provoke him, maybe he will be stimulated, and if he is jealous, maybe the two of you can make new progress?"

An Jiujiu hesitated a little: "This ...... Will it work?"

"It should be," Sheng Xiaoxiao wasn't quite sure, "but I think that men, not all of them are possessive, and they may not care so much, but when they see that their own things are coveted by others, they may be anxious." ”

Si Lin Shen is indeed very possessive, when they were okay before, if there were other men around her who left her for a little while, he would be jealous, and then immediately declared his sovereignty.

Although it is not clear how much Si Lin Shen still has feelings for her, she is his wife in name, and Sheng Xiaoxiao's method may really work.

She didn't have much time left, Shushu couldn't afford to wait, and she couldn't afford to wait.

An Sheng's worries are not unreasonable.

She didn't want to fall deeper and deeper, so she had to get out as soon as possible.

After chatting with Sheng Xiaoxiao about Shushu's recent situation, An Jiujiu hung up the phone, it was already past four o'clock, she lay down on the bed, and this time she fell asleep quickly.

Because he stayed up too late at night, Anjiujiu slept until the afternoon of the next day.

Still woken up by the ringing of the phone.

She touched her phone in a daze, answered it and put it to her ear, and her voice was hoarse and lazy like staying up late: "Hey, hello." ”

A male voice came from the other end of the phone: "An Jiujiu?"

An Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, but he still didn't remember whose voice it was, he glanced at the caller ID in a daze, and when he saw Tang Yi's name on it, he instantly sobered up a little, got up, cleared his throat, and picked up the phone again: "Hey, Mr. Tang." ”

Tang Yi's voice had a slight smile: "Haven't woken up yet?"

An Jiujiu coughed, a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I slept too late yesterday." ”

Tang Yi laughed and got to the point: "How are your feet?"

An Jiujiu subconsciously turned his ankle, and the bone joint collision had already lost the pain: "It's okay." ”

"Then come with me this afternoon," Tang Yi said, "At half past four in the afternoon, Song Xiaoming will be out of school." ”

There have been too many things in the past two days, and An Jiujiu's mind turned around before he remembered that he was the only eyewitness in Wang Peng's case.

It's just that because Song Xiaoming's mother is tightly protected, he hasn't been able to contact him some time ago: "Song Xiaoming's mother agreed that we should see him?"

"No, but this matter is indispensable," Tang Yi said, "We'll pick him up from school in the afternoon." ”

Anjiu responded with a good salute.

Half past four in the afternoon.

At the entrance of Shengli Primary School, there was a man and a woman standing under the big locust tree, the man was a head taller than the woman, looking mature and steady, the woman was petite, dressed very thickly, with a scarf around her neck, and kept lowering her head and poking her hands.

The bell rang for the end of Shengli Primary School, and after a while, immature and energetic children ran out in school uniforms.

An Jiujiu was a little short-sighted, didn't wear glasses, and didn't have a deep impression of Song Xiaoming, limited to a few eyes on the photo, squinting his eyes and stretching his neck to probe his brain in the crowd, he didn't see it for a long time, and heard Tang Yi say: "Go." ”

She followed with a sigh, and saw Tang Yi walking to the school gate and shouting to a little boy who had just left the school gate: "Song Xiaoming." ”

An Jiujiu looked carefully, the child had shaved hair, wore a pair of glasses, big black-framed glasses, looked a little dull, and was a little different from the smiling child in the photo. Thanks to Tang Yi's sharp eyes, she didn't recognize it.

Song Xiaoming glanced at them and walked over with some vigilance: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Tang Yi smiled, he smiled with the gentleness and kindness of a mature man, which can give people an approachable sense of security: "Do you know Wang Peng?"

"Uncle Wang?" Song Xiaoming was a little strange, frowning at them, "He's my neighbor, are you looking for him?"

Tang Yi shook his head: "I am his lawyer, so there are some things I want to ask you, are you willing to help me and help your Uncle Wang?"

Song Xiaoming pursed his lips and looked at them, as if he was thinking about whether to believe them, Tang Yi was not in a hurry, and waited for him quietly.

After a while, I saw Song Xiaoming nodding: "You ask." ”

"Don't worry," Tang Yi said in a gentle voice, "Let's talk as we walk, and send you home too, so that your mother won't worry." ”

The three of them turned around and walked to the car, and Tang Yi asked him, "Do you remember what happened on the night of Uncle Shen Jian's accident?"

The child thought for a while, and then spoke, although he was small and stunned, but the organization was very clear: "I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, and I heard a voice from Uncle Shen's house, so I took a look, and saw Uncle Wang running out of it in a daze, and I called him, but he ignored me." The next day, my mother asked me to go to Uncle Shen's house to borrow oil, I went to knock on the door for a long time, and no one came to open it, I thought Uncle Shen was not at home, so I told my mother, but in the evening, my mother said that there was a strange smell, and at Uncle Shen's house, no one answered, so I found someone to knock the door open, only to find that Uncle Shen had an accident. ”

Tang Yi pondered for a moment: "After you saw Wang Peng run away yesterday, did you hear any other movements?"

Song Xiaoming thought seriously for a while: "No, I haven't heard anything else." ”

"You saw Wang Peng coming out of Shen Jian's house yesterday, didn't you think there was anything wrong?"

Song Xiaoming shook his head: "The two of them often play cards together, and Uncle Wang will also go to Uncle Shen's house to play before." ”

Tang Yi asked a few more questions, which were not too different from the previous investigation.

An Jiujiu took notes carefully on the side, thought for a while and asked, "Xiao Ming, what about your father?"

During the conversation, he was only heard mentioning his mother, but not his father.

Song Xiaoming's expression was faint: "My father went out to work and hasn't come back for a long time." ”

"For a long time?"

Song Xiaoming nodded, lowered his head and thought about it, as if he was counting the time: "It seems that I haven't come back for two years." ”

He seemed to be used to it, his tone was normal, and he didn't miss it much.

Tang Yi sent Song Xiaoming to the door of the house, and it was still Song Xiaoming's mother who opened the door.

An Jiujiu thought that she would be more vigilant but she didn't expect it to be abnormal, she heard them identify themselves, but she was much more enthusiastic, invited them into the house, and poured them tea: "Miss An should have told me earlier, the reception was not good last time." ”

An Jiujiu felt a little strange in her heart, Tang Yi seemed to be interesting, the two looked at each other, and she saw him raise her eyebrows.