Wang Jinghang was so angry that his tailbone hurt, he shouted and insisted that he was the victim.
But the community monitoring was easy to call out. It was indeed a group of them who surrounded Zhai Chen first, and then Gao Yusheng stepped forward to protect them, and "forced" to throw money to them. The stack of money was new money with consecutive numbers that Mr. Gao just took, and now a lot of it is in their pockets.
In order not to be accused of robbery, a few hooligans recruited without asking: "He hired us to beat people, and said he wanted to teach that little bodyguard a lesson."
Because of the suspected robbery, can be directly detained. The criminal police team sent someone to take Wang Jinghang away as if they were buying New Year's goods. Now there is enough time to investigate.
Wang Jinghang never thought that he was just here to teach Zhai Chen a lesson, and he would end up in criminal detention before he even started. Sitting in the interrogation room of the criminal police team, he was still a little bit slow: "Officer, I really just went to fight, and I was beaten before anyone else. I didn't ask for the boss's money, look, I'm here. Pockets are cleaner than faces."
"Wang Jinghang, let's not talk about your robbery first, let's talk about it, where did you get the half a million cash from the bank on July 6?" The two criminal policemen sat opposite him, looking at him with a solemn expression.
"Give it to my uncle." Wang Jinghang was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and replied quickly.
"Who is your uncle? What are you doing for him?"
"buy house."
Wang Jinghang's uncle was Cai Zhuang's original village party secretary, named Cai Wandai. As the name suggests, Cai Zhuang is a village of people with the surname of Cai. Although it has developed into an urban village, it still retains its traditions. Only those with the surname of Cai can be the head of a village. During the demolition process, Cai Wandai had great rights, and he made a lot of money for himself. Naturally, he had a lot of houses in Caizhuang Xincheng in his hands.
In order to confirm Wang Jinghang's remarks, Cai Wandai was notified to come and testify. Cai Wandai was in his fifties, with a small stature, piercing eyes, and a sort of sophisticated arrogance.
"Yes, he gave me 500,000 yuan," Cai Wantai sat down in front of Xiaoma, lit a cigarette for himself, and gave Xiaoma a little. After being rejected, he started smoking by himself, "he said to see Girl, I'm having trouble with him, I want to buy a suite for her, huh..."
Speaking of the back, with a disdainful ending, it seems that he is very disdainful of his nephew's behavior of licking his face to seek reconciliation.
"Then why give cash?" Xiaoma stared at Cai Wandai suspiciously.
"My son is going to marry a wife, and he just wanted some cash as a betrothal gift, so he asked Jinghang kid to directly take the cash and give it to me. They are all relatives, and I wouldn't give him the house. This is only half of the money, and I gave the fifty I'll give him the house key and tell him to send it off first." Cai Wandai knocked the cigarette ashes, the village cadre who usually communicates with people, although he has an inexplicable spectrum, he will try his best to explain it clearly.
The houses in Wang Jinghang's hands are all rented out, and they are all large sets. He couldn't get one for Li Ting for a while, so he couldn't bear to send the big set directly, so he wanted to buy a small set from his uncle. Cai Wandai has several one-bedroom apartments in hand, which are just right for his girlfriend. After spending a lot of money to dismantle the second generation, I discussed with my uncle to buy a small set. Who knew that before the house was sent out, Li Ting would be gone.
"It turned out to be like this? Then Wang Jinghang didn't actually want to kill Li Ting." Chen Zhaohui listened to the surveillance outside with a blank expression.
"If he says you will believe it." Fang Chuyang said angrily on the phone, and asked Xiaoma to go to Cai Wandai's house to check the 500,000 yuan, and also asked Xiao Zhang to go to the bank to retrieve the records, find the banknote number for cash withdrawal, and take a look. Can you match.
This matter still needs time to investigate, but Wang Jinghang has to be detained for the time being because he is suspected of robbery, and he will not want to go out for a while.
From the police station, it was already dark. The inexplicably clingy Mr. Gao followed Zhai Chen to the kindergarten to pick up the child. Zhai Chen couldn't see the road clearly and was about to come out with a flashlight, but it wasn't dark yet, this behavior seemed a bit silly. He simply put his hand on Mr. Gao's shoulder and regarded his boss as a temporary guide dog for the blind.
With a cool hand on his shoulder, Gao Yusheng stiffened slightly, then relaxed again, and led him slowly to the kindergarten. When Zhai Chen is not inhaling oxygen, his body temperature is slightly lower than that of ordinary people. After inhaling oxygen, it will suddenly rise, just like adding a combustion booster to the muscles. When I was young, I didn't understand why my brother would lie on his shoulders from behind and let him drag him away at night. Thinking about it, it was because this guy was night blind since he was a child. It's just that it wasn't so obvious when I was a kid, and it seems to be more serious now.
"Uncle!" Before reaching the kindergarten, he heard Zhai Mengmeng's voice.
The dark-faced Fang Chuyang was walking over with the child in his arms. Zhai Chen took a picture of it with his mobile phone and laughed: "Oh, his second uncle has already gone to pick it up. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be in a hurry."
"Uncle, why are you in the game again?" Zhai Mengmeng had obviously just heard about his uncle's great achievements from Fang Chuyang.
"What's the matter, your uncle is brave in seeing righteousness," Zhai Chen squeezed Mr. Gao's shoulder, remembering that there is a child who needs to be protected, so he waved at Mengmeng, "Go home with your second uncle first. , I'll send Uncle Gao back."
Zhai Mengmeng looked at Fang Chuyang who was holding her, and put her arms around his neck obediently: "Uncle, let's go."
Hearing this "Uncle", Fang Chuyang finally calmed down a bit, glared at Zhai Chen, then remembered that he couldn't see, and snorted coldly and walked away with the child. Zhai Mengmeng lay on her uncle's shoulder and waved at Gao Yusheng.
"Hey, this little one has no conscience." Zhai Chen was deeply saddened by his nephew's dog-leg betrayal.
Gao Yusheng stared at him recklessly through the darkness: "You like children very much?"
"No, how can you be a kindergarten uncle if you don't like your child?" Zhai Chen waved his hand in the direction the child left, and followed Mr. Gao towards the car. The two of them sent it back and forth this day, and it was considered that they didn't play.
"Then, is there a child that is special to you?" The calm and pleasant voice did not reveal any special emotions, and only the occasional angry voice revealed the owner's small nervousness.
But the big-hearted Zhai Chen didn't hear it, and was still trying to see the road blindly: "What are these words?" The special child, did you mean Zhai Mengmeng
Gao Yusheng's eyes darkened slightly: "It's nothing, the first time I saw you, I felt that you were very similar to someone I knew."
"Stop," Well, it turned out to be waiting here, Zhai Chen propped himself on the car door with one hand, and gave himself a light with his mobile phone, "The cover is almost useless, even if we are childhood sweethearts, the bodyguard fee will not be discounted. ."
Gao Yusheng looked at the face that looked like a debt collector under the light of the mobile phone, and pursed his lips and chuckled.
When I got home, I put the half-made eggplant pot on the cutting board. The peeled eggplants were shriveled. But Gao Yusheng didn't mean to waste food, so he poured the wilted eggplant over water and continued to simmer it. Dry your hands and push open a door.
The interior lights automatically turn on, illuminating the room as if it were daylight. This is a small studio, there are not many things, and there is an unfinished painting on the drawing board in the middle of the house. On the background of green mountains and green water, young people are pulling children to run, and the colors are bright and moving. It's just that the young man has no face.
Gao Yusheng picked up the paintbrush and filled in the blank space with his eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose, with handsome eyebrows and a smile on the corners of his lips. Embedding Zhai Chen's face, the whole painting suddenly became complete.
When Zhai Chen came home, he had a meal and digested on the sofa with Zhai Mengmeng in his arms, touching the little guy's head one after another. For some reason, Gao Yusheng's words echoed in his mind repeatedly. Child... A special child, of course, that was his first perception of the tender things in this world.
Originally, the child thought it was quite enjoyable. After waiting for half an hour, his uncle was still touching him, and he had a tendency to touch him bald. He quickly saved his head and ran away in a hurry. With nothing to touch in his hand, Zhai Chen turned to touch Fang Chuyang's head, and was slapped open by him.
"What are you in a daze? Look at your stupidity, all the harassers are flowing out." Fang Chuyang hid away in disgust.
"I think Gao Yusheng is a bit like that child." Zhai Chen suddenly said such a sentence, and he seemed to have just realized it.
"What child?" Fang Chuyang didn't know what was going on in his madness.
"Godsend." The more Zhai Chen thought about it, the more he felt like it, and he said how the strange familiarity came from in the beginning. It was a mysterious intuition.
"Tianci... That child in the mountains with you? Impossible, do you know who Gao Yusheng is?" Fang Chuyang shook his head into a rattle and patted his brother's head. This guy is going crazy when he misses that child. picture. On the other hand, he was born with a poor ability to remember the changes of graphics. He only remembered the appearance of the child when he was a child, and he could not match the face of the parents.
"What's wrong?" Zhai Chen frowned.
"Just the Jiuyi car you drive is made by their family. Does Jiuyi Group know? They are a real wealthy family, can you be the same as that little dirty boy you know in the mountains?" Fang Chuyang sighed.
"Really..." Zhai Chen lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then pulled a piece of paper to write and draw. After painting, he raised his hand and slapped Fang Chuyang, "Tianci is a child in the city, why is he a dirty child! Although it has changed a lot, But it's still quite similar, you see!"
Fang Chuyang rubbed his sore arm, looked up, and saw an abstract stickman drawn on the paper, with a pair of mung bean eyes on his big round face: "... just your graphic cognition ability, really You can't even recognize it standing in front of you!"
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