Write a letter (ask for a commuter pass~)
Sang Yanzhou asked her a few more questions.
Zhao Xue said that she really didn't know, and she didn't know much.
Seeing that she didn't look like she was lying, Sang Yanzhou had no choice but to give up.
"There's one more thing I want you to do."
"What's the matter?"
"I want you to tell Yan Yu the truth about the mastermind behind the group of loan sharks back then." Sang Yanzhou said lightly, "If you are willing to help with this, when the time comes, I can pay you back out of my own pocket if it is found out that there is something wrong with your money and it is frozen."
Although Zhao Xue didn't know why he did it himself, she still nodded and agreed, "Okay."
"Yes, thank you for your cooperation." Sang Yanzhou turned his gaze to Yan Xiangyang again, "Can I ask you a few questions?"
Yan Xiangyang nodded: "Okay."
"Name."
"Yan Xiangyang."
"Age."
"12 years old."
"Gender."
"Man."
"Does your father Yan Yu usually behave strangely?"
When Yan Xiangyang heard this, he lowered his head and thought for a while, and shook his head: "It seems to be ...... No. But ......"
He changed his words and continued, "He seems to have a habit of writing letters and notes, but I don't know to whom exactly."
"I remember he had a safe in his house, and I thought it was one he used to hold valuables."
"But one day I went to look for him, and I accidentally saw that when he opened the safe, there was only an iron box inside, and the iron box was full of envelopes and notes and other things, and I don't know what he was doing with so many notes and envelopes in the safe."
Zhao Xue looked puzzled when she heard this: "When did it happen? How did I not know?"
Yan Xiangyang glanced at her and didn't speak.
When Sang Yanzhou and Gallie heard this, they immediately became interested.
Presumably, the contents of the iron box were all the evidence in Yan Yu's hands.
He probably wanted to leave a way back for himself.
Or maybe it's to leave a way back for his wife and children.
Sang Yanzhou and Gallie glanced at each other.
Lie immediately understood what he meant, and took her phone to the balcony to make a call.
Sang Yanzhou continued to ask Yan Xiangyang a few more questions.
After receiving no favorable answers, he prepared to leave.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to explain to the two of them, don't run around, don't go out if you're fine, someone will come to deliver food to them every day.
If you need something, just talk to the person who came to deliver the food and ask him to help you buy it.
The rest of the people did not open the door.
Yan Xiangyang nodded in agreement before sending Sang Yanzhou and Gallie to the door to leave.
When Sang Wanzhou and Xiao Fubao arrived at the booth, the staff brought a boxed lunch.
Xiao Fubao first put out the wooden carved figures that had been trimmed by the old grandmother, and then sat on the small bench and prepared to eat lunch with a boxed lunch.
As soon as she opened the lunch box, a familiar little figure came out of the alley on the side, ran to her feet, and screamed at her in a milky voice.
Xiao Fubao looked down, and his expression suddenly lit up: "Little dog!"
"Wang!"
The puppy responded to her very energetically.
Because she was still recording the show, she couldn't take the puppy away yesterday, so she had to ask the clerk sister on the side to take it in.
The clerk's sister was also very cheerful and agreed to take in the little stray dog.
She also seems to have taken the little stray dog to the bath, and the little milk dog looks much cleaner today.
The little milk dog sat obediently in front of her, sticking out his tongue and panting, wagging his tail so much that it was about to ghost.