Song Yiqing said a few more words to her before hanging up the phone.

As the sun began to set, the number of people in the police station slowly decreased, and it was known that the staff were also off duty.

Fang Huai'an has not heard any news yet.

Song Yiqing was restless, but she tried not to show it on her face.

Waited left and right, did not wait for Fang Huai'an, waited for Zhang Zheng to come back first.

Zhang Zheng entered the door in a hurry, followed by a few small police officers.

When he saw Song Yiqing here, he was a little surprised.

"My brother and sister are too."

"Where's Huai'an?"

She looked carefully at the people behind him, none of them were her Fang Huai'an.

Zhang Zheng rubbed his hands and said a little apologetically: "Huai'an didn't come back." ”

"Where did he go?"

"Still on a mission."

Song Yiqing suddenly became angry: "Do you know that the injuries on his body are not all healed?" Did you know he needed a good rest? ”

"At this time, if you still let him carry out the task, won't your conscience hurt?"

Zhang Zheng was scolded by her, raised his eyes to look at Fang Limin, and pleaded with him.

As a result, Fang Limin turned his head, of course he wanted to look at his daughter-in-law.

The daughter-in-law is angry in her heart, and it is best to sprinkle it.

Otherwise, what if it is not good for the baby if it is held for a long time!

Zhang Zheng's punching bag came just right.

He thought silently in his heart, pitiful Zhang Zheng standing there, like a helpless child, being blamed one by one.

The little police officers did not dare to speak out, and it was the first time they had seen the scene of the chief being trained.

Although I was a little scared, I was a little dark in my heart.

Song Yiqing was furious, seeing him standing there like a shrunken turtle, and felt that he had spoken a little too much.

She calmed her heaving chest: "What did Huai'an do?" ”

Zhang Zheng secretly pinched it, and she finally finished speaking.

I couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in my heart, I don't know how Fang Huai'an lives under her.

The spittle of her words can drown people.

But he only dared to complain in his heart, and didn't dare to say a word. Otherwise, he will be greeted with even more fierce attacks.

"Let's go inside."

He pulled his thoughts back and entered the office with Song Yiqing.

"Fang Huai'an and I went to investigate the antique theft case yesterday and found several important clues."

"When antiques are stolen, there must be something strange in them. We wanted to continue the investigation, but we were hindered by multiple obstacles. ”

"If you want to get the truth, you have to have a fresh face. It was inconvenient for us to stay there and continue the investigation. ”

Song Yiqing also felt strange before, how could this priceless antique be lost if it was lost?

And unfortunately, it happened to be lost on the day of the donation.

There are only two possibilities, one is that the thieves have their eyes on these antiques early, and the other is that the guards steal themselves.

Song Yiqing prefers the latter.

"Will Huai'an be in danger then?"

"You can rest assured that we have a lot of manpower around him to ensure his safety."

It's not that Song Yiqing doesn't believe Zhang Zheng, but there will be a lot of accidents in this kind of thing.

As long as the task is carried out, there is no 100% security.

Only by solving the problem at the root can we solve it once and for all.

"I see."

Song Yiqing decided to start investigating the antique theft case as well.

Go in the direction you want and decide to take action.

However, it was already dark outside, and if you want to take the next step, you will have to wait for tomorrow.

"You remember you have news for me."

"Definitely, definitely."

"Father-in-law, I'm going back. Are you going back? ”

"I'm not going back yet. If only I go back and Huai'an doesn't return, your mother-in-law will definitely be in a hurry. ”

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

Song Yiqing went home alone, and a lamp was left for her in the living room.

The sound of opening the door woke up, Qi Hui, who was sleeping.

Qi Hui rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room: "Xiaoqing, you're back." ”

"Well, disturbed your rest?"

"No, I was just about to get up and go to the bathroom."

She looked around, "They haven't come back yet?" ”

"Hmm. I called Huai'an. They were busy and didn't have time to come back. ”

Qi Hui couldn't help but complain again: "Huai'an is really capable of messing around, his injuries haven't healed yet, and you're still pregnant." So he went out to do his work. What could be more important than you and your child. ”

"I understand him."

Qi Hui patted her hand: "You are a good boy who is understanding. ”

After a few words with her, he went back to his room to rest.

The next morning, she got up early, and even Qi Hui was a little surprised.

"Why do you wake up so early?"

"I have something to do today, so get up early and prepare."

"What's the matter? Need help? ”

"No, you don't. I'll tell you if I need it. ”

"Okay."

Song Yiqing went out without eating breakfast, and Qi Hui was worried that she would be hungry, so she put bread and snacks in her bag so that she could pass the time when she was bored.

In the face of her meticulous care, her guilt grows deeper.

She has to quickly solve the matter in front of her, so that she can confess and be lenient with her, and hope that she will not be too angry at that time.

Song Yiqing took advantage of the fact that it was still early and came to the market.

She's going to visit Luna's house today, so she's going to buy a gift that she can get her hands on.

She wanted to go to her house to find out the news in the name of visiting.

After walking around, she couldn't find anything suitable.

Suddenly, a calligraphy and painting in a shop next door caught her attention.

"This is a painting by Old Man Qi Baishi?"

"Do you see the real thing?"

The painting of the two prawns is lifelike, and the simple brush and ink outlines the demeanor of the prawns, which makes people feel quite charming.

"I'm a layman, and I look at this shrimp very well."

The shopkeeper is honest: "It's just a pity, this is not the master's original handiwork, this is someone else's imitation." ”

Song Yiqing looked at the painting and was very satisfied, basically to the point where it could be fake.

"Is this painting for sale?"

"Of course it's going to be sold."

Gift-giving is about what you like.

Qi Baishi's authentic handwriting, she can't afford to give it away, so it's a good idea to buy a fake one.

"You make a price, I want this painting."

The shopkeeper's bid was quite reasonable, and Song Yiqing killed the price once and took down the painting.

She carefully placed the calligraphy and painting in a wooden box, and now all she lacked was an excuse to visit.

Song Yiqing thought about it, visiting her at this sensitive time would always arouse the vigilance of others.

Just as she was frowning, news came from outside that Luna's family's finances were in crisis.

Song Yiqing thought of a perfect excuse, as an emerging force in Zhejiang, he wanted to tie up the original magnates, so it seemed logical.

With an excuse in mind, she eagerly grabbed the painting and went to Luna's house.