The next morning, Ye Chen returned home with breakfast. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xiaomei who had already sat up on the sofa. Ye Chen smiled at her, "Thanks for your hard work."
The sound of water in the bathroom told Ye Chen that Sun Xiaoqian should be taking a bath in it. Thinking of a big beautiful woman taking a bath in the bathroom not far away, Ye Chen still instinctively glanced over there more. Of course, Xiao Mei's extremely contemptuous look greeted him.
Soon, the bathroom door opened, and Sun Xiaoqian walked out wearing a long black nightgown. Ye Chen remembered that Li Meiyou had bought it for their winter, but who would have thought that Li Meiyou would have left before the winter, and this nightgown has finally come in handy until today.
Ye Chen arranged the breakfast she had brought, and Sun Xiaoqian called Xiaomei to sit opposite Ye Chen. At first, Ye Chen and Sun Xiaoqian just chatted a few words, talking about old things. Feeling that the time was right, Ye Chen suddenly changed the subject, but still said in an understatement: "The knife is dead, Sonw's formula should be in his hands, and the person who killed him is the one we are looking for. "
To Ye Chen's expectation, Sun Xiaoqian didn't have any surprised expression. She said coldly: "Sure enough, I guessed that the formula should be in his hands. After having been with Brother Hu for so many years, he actually chose to trust a little brother. I didn't choose to trust me with his son!"
complain! resentment!
These emotions of Sun Xiaoqian are also reasonable, and Sonw's formula has caused her to suffer so much harm, and as a result, she is actually backing the knife for the knife. It should be normal to have this kind of emotion.
But that is a human life after all! Think back then that Sun Xiaoqian was a person who would be sad for several days even if a puppy was injured, but now that she knew that a close person had died, she would be so indifferent.
But Ye Chen wanted to understand more than this. He took a sip of soy milk and continued: "The forensic doctor in 701 has sent news that the weapon used to kill the nigger and the knife is the same knife." This time, Sun Xiaoqian's reaction was still different No matter how old it was, there was a noticeable pause in Xiaomei, who was chewing the fried dough sticks.
"Does that prove that the girl named Coke you mentioned earlier is a drug dealer?"
Facing Sun Xiaoqian's sudden question, Ye Chen was really stunned, because he did ignore some very important questions. Special knives like this are made by people who have a hobby of knives who will find someone to spend money to make them. For them, knives are their lives, and knives will not leave their bodies.
In other words, if it is determined that the person who killed the nigger is Coke, then the person who killed the knife must be her. So in the end, the top priority is to find Coke.
Sun Xiaoqian had finished her breakfast. She took out a cigarette and handed it to Ye Chen. Then she lit a cigarette for herself. After spitting out a cigarette ring, she suddenly asked, "What do you think the drug dealers most want to do?"
Ye Chen also lit his cigarette. He was not a fool, and he immediately understood what Sun Xiaoqian meant-instead of finding a needle in a haystack like this, he might as well try to guess the next move of the drug dealer!
"It can be judged from the time that Brother Tiger should have left a drug manufacturing factory that has not stopped. The drug dealer killed the knife and obtained a way to control the factory. They were surprised to find that the factory would last a full two years. In our country, drugs are a blockbuster!” Ye Chen took out his mobile phone and opened the Qixiu map, which I didn’t know how many times he had read. “So, what drug dealers want to do most now is Just transport these drugs out!"
Ye Chen deliberately increased the volume when speaking, because yesterday Hu Xiaoyue also told him that his home had been fully monitored.
In a parking lot not far from Ye Chen's house, Hu Xiaoyue, who had been withdrawn from the Fuchun Hotel, was sitting in a van. She was wearing headphones and listening to Ye Chen's conversation at home. Regarding Ye Chen's speculation, Hu Xiaoyue did not have any major mood swings, as if she knew what Sun Xiaoqian meant.
Hu Xiaoyue slowly tapped the table with her fingers, her brows frowned into a word "Chuan", "Ye Chen, can you help me get some useful information? Your mission is to push the waves!" (End of this chapter)