Yao Zhiyue left Zhengjiazhuang, her whole person was shrouded in a layer of heaviness, and Zheng Xiaoyao's slightly sharp voice kept echoing in her mind.

"I'm not stupid. If it weren't for the fact that man gave me such a big bag of money, not to mention that he could make my house so enviable to the villagers, even my baby didn't have money to see a doctor. Besides, I haven't even been out of the village all year round, so I don't need that ID card. ”

The corners of Yao Zhiyue's mouth overflowed with a sour wry smile, if even survival is sought in the cracks, then can it be easily concluded that Zheng Xiaoyao is stupid?

The turmoil in her heart gradually dissipated, opened the memo, forwarded the set of license plate numbers provided to her by Zheng Xiaoyao to Chen Yiming, and quickly typed the next line: Can you help me check the owner of this license plate number?

Without waiting for Chen Yiming's reply, Yao Zhiyue sat in the car and closed her eyes to recuperate. When she was about to fall asleep, suddenly, the vibrating sound of her mobile phone startled her. She glanced at the caller ID and pressed the answer button.

"I was in a meeting and didn't see the information." After a pause, Chen Yiming said, "I asked Zheyu to check." What's going on over there? ”

Yao Zhiyue adjusted her state and said: "I have seen Zheng Xiaoyao, but she has not been in contact with that woman at all, but a man found her and took her ID card." I guess he probably knew where the woman came from. ”

"The owner of the car?"

"Yes. By the way, is that woman moving now? ”

After a short silence, Chen Yiming said in a deep voice: "My dad, maybe I started to contact her again." ”

Yao Zhiyue's eyes bloomed with a hint of excitement, "It's best to catch the person directly." Immediately, he felt that this was really nonsense, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he said quickly: "As soon as Yan Zheyu has news, I will leave to find that person." ”

Chen Yiming responded lightly, Yao Zhiyue wanted to speak and stopped, opened her mouth slightly for a long time but did not say a word. After the two were at a stalemate for a few seconds, Yao Zhiyue hung up the phone first.

The car slowly stopped at the hotel where Yao Zhiyue was staying, she stuffed her phone back into her pocket, and walked into the hotel with her steps, all the way to her room.

Yao Zhiyue just took off her sneakers, the vibration sound of the mobile phone rang again, she took out her mobile phone and saw the WeChat message that popped up, her eyebrows frowned suddenly, and she threw the mobile phone on the bed after taking a deep breath.

Yao Zhiyue poured a glass of water and poured a few sips, grabbed her mobile phone again impetuously, looked at those words, the anger on her face gradually turned into desolation, she felt that the corners of her eyes were misty, and she laughed at herself, what was she expecting?

Between her hesitation, there was a shock in her hand, and it was Yao Zhen who sent a reminder: "What about you, where did you get the 200,000?" ”

Yao Zhiyue sneered angrily, why did God let them become mother and daughter?

She simply shielded Yao Zhen, got up and put her phone on the table, turned around and walked into the bathroom. The sound of water rattling down from Yao Zhiyue's head washed away the wetness in her eyes by the way.

When she changed her clothes and walked out of the bathroom again, Yao Zhiyue regained her composure. She turned on her mobile phone, and what caught her eye was seven or eight WeChat messages and voices sent by Yan Zheyu.

Yao Zhiyue's expression became focused, she read it several times, excerpted important information into the post-it notes she carried, and looked up some addresses and routes on the Internet and wrote them down one by one.

It turned out that the owner's name was Qin Fei, almost forty years old, and he was currently working in an Internet company, almost all of whom lived in Changcheng.

Yao Zhiyue immediately booked a ticket to fly to Changcheng tomorrow, and the hole in her heart was temporarily filled by the current busyness.