On the second day, at eight o'clock in the morning, Rongfu Kang New Year.

“…… Hey, you and Xiaole come here, well, talk about something. Lin Jun walked into the office while making a phone call.

"Okay, we'll go in a minute. Fang Yuan answered on the phone, and then hung up the phone.

"Smack!"

Lin Jun threw the phone on the desk, then turned around and walked towards the water dispenser, holding a disposable paper cup in his hand, and bent down to press the water button. But as soon as he looked down, he suddenly noticed that a cabinet door next to the water dispenser had been pulled open.

“……！”

After a slight pause, Lin Jun squatted in front of the open cabinet door with a water cup, then reached out and pulled the cabinet door open completely, frowning and looking at the safe inside.

The iron door on the outside of the safe is slightly open, while the iron door on the second floor and the small lattice storage box inside are locked.

"......!" Lin Jun looked at the safe and took a sip of water, then took out the phone and dialed Du Ziteng directly.

"Hey, brother?" Du Ziteng's confused voice sounded.

"Did you take something in the safe?" Lin Jun asked directly.

"No!" Du Ziteng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Didn't you want to use the money that day, did I give you the spare key? ”

"Ah!" When Lin Jun heard this, he instantly remembered that part of the money he wanted to give to Qian Qishan at that time was taken here, and the spare key to the safe was given to Liu Xiaojun at that time.

"What's wrong?" Du Ziteng asked.

"It's fine. Lin Jun hung up the phone after throwing down a sentence, then closed the outer iron door of the safe with his hand, frowned and muttered: "These people are too frizzy!"

In less than an hour, Fang Yuan and Zhang Xiaole arrived at the Rongfu office and sat on the sofa with Lin Jun.

“…… Qian Qishan's matter is a bit annoying, it has nothing to do with us whether he dies or not, but Lao Wu must know that this thing has something in his hand, so I'm not sure now, whether Lao Wu will guess that Qian Qishan has contacted us. Lin Jun frowned and continued to add: "If you know, things will be a little complicated......!"

"I think you're thinking a little too much, you've met Qian Qishan once, and others haven't seen it yet...... Lao Wu is not a fairy, where can he guess it? I think Qian Qishan himself will definitely not be blind BB, so Lao Wu should be choked enough to know. Zhang Xiaole dragged his chin and analyzed.

……

Long C, in a construction site that had just been slotted, Mr. Wu wore a yellow steel helmet, accompanied the company's senior management for a turn, and then prepared to get in the car and leave.

"Tick Bell!"

Just then, the phone rang.

"Hey?" Mr. Wu took off his steel helmet and walked to the side to pick it up.

"The thing you're looking for, I've shown it for you, but I can't find ......!" said the person on the phone with a deep groan.

"You didn't find it, or didn't you want to find it?" Mr. Wu frowned.

“…… What do you mean?" The person on the phone spoke in a cold tone, and directly retorted: "I'm not your ghost, what you originally asked me to do is not this! My position has limitations, and there must be limitations to what I do, understand? Looking for the safe, before I could leave, Lin Jun went to work, and I almost showed up! If Lin Jun really took what you wanted, then he would probably put it at home, or throw it back to Hun C, what do you want me to do? Let me go to Lin Jun's house to find it? Is this reasonable?"

When Mr. Wu heard this, he didn't say anything more.

"I'm not dealing with a bunch of fools, if I ask too many questions, and the questions are too targeted, they will definitely react!" The person on the other side of the phone frowned and said: "Although I don't know what you're looking for, it's obviously very important, if Lin Jun gets it, with my position, it's too difficult to get it! ”

“…… I'll contact you!" Mr. Wu was silent for a long time, and hung up the phone directly.

A convoy drove out of the construction site, and Mr. Wu sat in the car and dialed Beiwu's phone, and then said directly: "Hurry back and talk!"

……

Jiang Yangyang's death must be a major criminal case, but when the person is gone, it can't be placed in the morgue every day, so the criminal police team notified the family to cremate the body after the materials were released and the bottom was kept.

The funeral was two days later. On this day, the silent, dim, and smog-filled Northeast Yan City floated the first spring rain of the year. The sky was gloomy, thunder rumbled, and rain irrigated the cemetery, washing away the muddy dust.

Jiang Quan stood in front of the tombstone, looking at the photo of his sister in a daze, looking at his mother and father buried in the tomb next to him, his Adam's apple squirming, but he couldn't speak.

Looking back, during his eight-year prison career, Jiang Quan sent his mother away in prison, and the two didn't even see each other for the last time!

The mother raises her son once, but when she dies, the son is not there, which is definitely an insurmountable psychological obstacle in life. Even if he is a promiscuous and bottomless hob meat!

Now that my sister has died tragically, her huge body has only one altar left to be buried, and it will be turned into ashes of the soil, which is quietly placed there, and there is no sound or smile.

At this moment, even if Jiang Quan has 10,000 sentences in his heart, what is the use?

When a person dies, he can't hear it, and if he doesn't die, he forgets to say it.

He just stood there, letting the rain lap on, desperate and pitiful. But if you turn your head to look at the photo of Jiang Yangyang on the tombstone, you will find that his pitifulness is accompanied by a hateful hatred that makes people spurn and disgust!

Human nature is always full of contradictions, which are difficult to tell!

If you do something wrong, how much of a consequence is it reasonable?

Who will tell Jiang Quan?

Buddha?

Oh, God?

Or the law?

No one seems to be able to say clearly......

But one thing is certain, if Jiang Yangyang hadn't died, then Jiang Quan, who had already received Lin Jun's money, might really have two car washes, and then live drunk and dreamy.

But the retribution came too directly, so that Jiang Yangyang simply died, which made Jiang Quan, who was already extreme in his heart, collapse instantly!

The spring rain continued to fall, and on the way down the mountain in the cemetery, Jiang Quan walked alone, no one paid attention to him, and even He Qichao didn't even talk to him.

……

At night, Jiang Quan packed up his things from the private house rented by "Qiang", and then went to a child's house alone.

He combed his purple airplane head and once scolded Beiwu at KTV.

"Brother Quan, what the hell is going on?" asked the young man at the head of the purple plane, opening his mouth.

“…… Don't ask. Jiang Quan replied softly, staring at Qian Qishan's phone screen, which was tossing and turning, and looking at the penultimate call record.

"Lin Jun?!" Jiang Quan looked at the call record, gritted his teeth and said, "A phone call, so important to you?!Do you want to snatch it back?"