"Why is this happening?" Ye Wencheng's eyebrows were cold, and his voice was like a cold blade out of its sheath.

The person standing at the bottom touched the sweat on his forehead and replied tremblingly: "Er, Ershao, we don't know, we just followed your instructions to reveal the time and place of the person who took pictures and demolished the house to buy goods to the police, and just caught it, but I didn't expect ......."

"Alas," Uncle Juan sighed, "I didn't expect Chen Congcong and them to throw the waste in the district so casually, and let that unlucky professor touch it, making such a big fuss, it is difficult for Sister Xiang not to be implicated." ”

Ye Wencheng stared coldly at the air in front of him, his index finger and thumb gently twisted.

"Ershao, I can't blame them for this." Uncle Wan pleaded, "It's really better to count people." ”

"Count?" Ye Wencheng's eyes rolled, "Then what I have encountered recently is inevitably too many zeros, and the master really favors me." ”

"Do you suspect that Chen Congcong has also done something behind his back?" Uncle Wan was surprised, "This—this is impossible, right?" ”

"How can a crowd like them be so careless about what is left after sucking?" Ye Wencheng sneered, "I threw it into the trash can like a takeaway box, and I didn't throw it accurately, it leaked out and fell to the ground?" Not to mention the old professor, there are so many cats and dogs in the district, any pet touches it, it is easy to find out them, Chen Congcong is tired of himself? Or is the ideological consciousness online and actively seeking exposure? ”

"This ......" Uncle Wan was speechless, and his expression became heavy.

"Who is this? He kept staring at me from behind, and he was one step faster than me when I was going to go, tsk, like a dog. Ye Wencheng had a smile in his eyes, but that smile made people stunned.

No one in the room dared to speak, only the sound of the wind whirring outside the window.

"How is Xiang Meng's side?" After a while, Ye Wencheng spoke.

"Sister Xiang is in the detention center, and according to the rules, she must be completely removed from the suspicion of harboring Chen Congcong before she can be released." Uncle Juan paused for a moment, and then added, "In addition, we found out that Chen Congcong has something in his hand that is not good for Sister Xiang. ”

"Oh? What is it? Ye Wencheng asked.

"Some...... Photo. "Uncle Wan is vague.

Ye Wencheng instantly understood, and he sneered: "Go to Zhengjun Law Firm and ask them to send a capable lawyer to help." ”

"Yes, Ershao." Uncle Wan lowered his head slightly, and turned around to make arrangements.

"Wait a minute," Ye Wencheng shouted to the people, "Tell them not to send people who are too dazzling to come over, and make it a form of legal aid, so as not to let some dogs' noses smell and bite them again." ”

"Yes, Ershao, don't worry."

"Also, after Xiang Meng's affairs are done, you take the time to go around the building of Chen Congcong in Canghai Park and see if you can find some clues."

Uncle Wan looked embarrassed: "Er Shao, I'm afraid that any traces have been discovered by the police, and they have recently arranged some plainclothes to go around, if we have any actions, we will be noticed." ”

"Yo, so cautious? Who is leading this case? Ye Wencheng sneered.

"Wei Ling, the deputy head of the criminal investigation detachment in Xishan District, personally did it." Uncle Wan bowed his head.

When Ye Wencheng heard this name, his eyes instantly changed color, he stood up from his seat, and the joke on his face faded: "Is it him?" I thought he had already been promoted, why is he still a deputy detachment leader? It's been so many years, and you haven't turned positive yet? ”

Uncle Wan was silent, and Yu Guang paid attention to Ye Wencheng's shadow on the ground.

This Wei Ling is really not a name that can make the Ye family happy, especially for Ye Wencheng. Some of the fragments in Uncle Juan's memories unfolded like canvases, and some of them still made his heart burn.

"Well, it's okay, then let him dig up as much of Chen Congcong's case as much as possible, and help us by the way." Ye Wencheng leaned back in the chair and raised one leg.

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