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Chapter 25 Lies

A patrolman knocked on the door and yelled: "Is anyone home?"

After a while, the wooden door opened. It was an old man, his face was full of vicissitudes of wrinkles, and shallow tears could be seen faintly. He asked in a trembling voice, "Are you here to look for Lian'er?"

The patrolman who knocked on the door was a little surprised, nodded after a while, took a piece of paper from the hand of the person beside him, and said to the old man: "This is an arrest warrant. Some people said that they saw He Liansheng pushing Chen Liangshan to the bank of the river that day. Heli caused Chen Liangshan's death, we have the right to take people back for investigation."

The woman in the room heard the commotion outside, opened the door, walked into the yard, and saw the people from the patrol station outside the door, those tired and dull eyes seemed to see a little bit of hope, and even the tone seemed a little relaxed: "I'll go with you."

The woman's hands were handcuffed, and when she was about to be pushed into the car, she looked back at the old man lying on the wooden door, her eyes were moist and she said, "Mother, I'm sorry, take good care of Yimin for me."

The car of the patrol station gradually drifted away, and the old man chased it for a while leaning on crutches. Tears rolled down from his eyes, left wrinkles, and reached the corners of his tightly pursed mouth.

The woman was sitting in the lobby of the police station with the little girl in her arms. The little girl was playing with the rattle she had just bought, and asked with a smile, "Mother, Ah Zhi is a little hungry. When are we going to buy candied haws?"

The woman stroked the little girl's hair and said, "Ah Zhi, can you let Daddy take you to buy it? Mother... Mother still has some things to do."

The man on the side held the little girl in his arms and walked out of the gate of the patrol station.

The little girl was playing with the rattle in the man's arms, and when she looked up, she saw He Liansheng. She didn't scream like before, but hid in her father's arms in fear, muttering: "Bad guy! Big villain!"

When the little girl's mother saw He Liansheng coming in, she hurriedly stood up, wanting to speak but didn't know what to say.

He Liansheng looked at the woman, smiled and said, "Thank you."

The woman lowered her head and asked, "Why do you have to let my child tell the truth?"

He Liansheng turned his head, looked at the woman and said, "If it were you, you would do the same."

The woman opened her mouth, watched He Liansheng walk into the interrogation room, and when she was about to disappear around the corner, she ran up and asked, "Did you really kill someone?"

There was only one figure from the back who answered the woman. . .

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He Rensheng kept searching for something in the room.

Miao Shang'er walked into the house and saw the mess on the ground, stepped forward and asked, "Master, what are you looking for?"

He Rensheng held Miao Shang'er in his arms, kissed him and said, "Honey, I'm looking for something, please sit beside me and wait for me."

Miao Shang'er said with some resentment: "Oh, what are you looking for, sir? You actually have the heart to leave Shang'er aside."

He Rensheng got up quickly, hugged him in his arms and coaxed him: "Shang'er, I'm looking for the account book. This thing is related to my life."

"What ledger? Is it so important?" Miao Shanger asked.

Although Miao Shang'er is his own woman, she is a member of Zuixiangyuan after all, so I can't talk to her about the account book, so he replied: "It's just an ordinary bookkeeping book. I can't find it. I'm not in a hurry." Well."

Miao Shang'er gritted his teeth secretly and said, "What does it look like? Maybe I've seen it before?"

"Just the blue cover, with the word ledger written on it."

Miao Shang'er thought about it and said, "I seem to have seen Chen Liangshan enter this room a few days ago, holding a blue book in his hand..."

"What?! Why didn't you say it earlier!" He Rensheng stood up in shock and shouted.

When Miao Shang'er saw someone suddenly get angry, his eyes were red, and he said aggrievedly: "I... I thought it was you who asked him to take something, so I didn't care..."

At this moment, He Rensheng couldn't care less about coaxing Miao Shang'er, and was in a hurry. At this moment, one of his subordinates knocked on the door and came in, saying, "Master, our account number at Chengtian Bank has been checked."

He Rensheng's face was extremely gloomy, and he asked, "Who is it?"

"Zhong Chengyi."

"Damn, why did Zhong Chengyi find out about me!" He Rensheng said anxiously, frowning.

Miao Shang'er stood up and looked at a painting on the wall, and said, "Master, your phoenix painting is really beautiful, it's so lifelike."

He Rensheng looked at the phoenix on the wall, a little impatiently, but seemed to think of something, and curled his lips.

Miao Shang'er watched He Rensheng's face turn from cloudy to sunny, and his mood suddenly became clearer. He squinted his eyes and thought in his heart: Jiang Xiaofeng, I think who will live longer.

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The empty-frame yard is still accompanied by the slightest chill left after the snowfall last night.

Zhong Chengyi was sitting on a bench in the yard, the cold wind waking up his confused head.

Recently, there are more or less clues, but they are also fragmented, and there is nothing critical in them.

I have a few suspects in my heart, but I can't find anything after searching and searching, and I feel a little irritable in my heart.

Lin Xinshu pushed open the far door, saw Zhong Chengyi sitting in the courtyard, and said, "It's so cold outside, why don't you go inside?"

Seeing that the man had returned, Zhong Chengyi dusted off the snow from his body, followed Lin Xinshu into the door, and said, "Chen Yimin has been released."

Lin Xinshu paused while hanging his coat, and said, "That's right."

The two were silent for a while, Zhong Chengyi felt that this topic was a bit heavy and not suitable for such a warm environment, so he stepped forward and said: "Aunt Chen, I am not in good health recently, Ming Yang has something to go out, I am the only one in my house, Lin Sir, can you take me in and let me stay for dinner?"

Lin Xinshu was a little embarrassed, after all, he really didn't know anything about cooking: "Well... I'm not very good at cooking, if you don't mind, just stay."

Zhong Chengyi smiled and said, "Of course I don't mind."

After speaking, he took a stool and sat on the side and asked, "Xiaoshu, where is Yanzi?"

Lin Xinshu took off the bib on one side and said: "He went to a friend's house to eat, and he probably came back after eating."

Zhong Chengyi saw that it was inconvenient for someone to send an apron backhanded, so he stepped forward to take the two strings, tied a bow on the thin waist, looked at the narrow waist and said from the bottom of his heart: This waist is too thin.

Silently raised his hand, and made a comparison between his two palms.

So thin I can hold it with two hands.

At this moment, Lin Xinshu suddenly turned his head and asked: "There are only a few vegetables, eggs and some noodles at home. I can just order a bowl of noodles and make some dishes?"

Zhong Chengyi hurriedly put down his gesturing hand, nodded and said, "Okay, everything is fine."

Puffs of smoke rose from the chimneys on the roof, full of smoke and fire.There was a burst of fragrance in the house.

In this turbulent era, being able to eat a bowl of hot noodles in the winter is really happier than eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

Zhong Chengyi has fought many battles and seen too much blood and corpses. He never felt that he would not have feelings for him, but there is such a person who calms his heart down in this troubled world.

Being able to have a dinner made by that person on such a wooden table with the person you like is something that Zhong Chengyi thought was impossible a few years ago.

Lin Xinshu picked up some overcooked noodles with chopsticks, put them into his mouth, frowned and said, "I seem to have forgotten to put salt..."

He tasted the food with chopsticks again, his facial features were all wrinkled together, and with the spirit of not wasting food, he swallowed it abruptly, stuck out his tongue and said, "It's so salty."

He took the water Zhong Chengyi poured for himself and said, "You'd better not eat it, it's too unpalatable."

Zhong Chengyi looked at Lin Xinshu's small expression, smiled and picked up his chopsticks, but his expression was leisurely, as if he was eating a very normal dish: "It's okay, it's not bad."

After speaking, he got up and looked in the cabinet. It seemed that there was still a handful of noodles. He boiled them quickly and took them out. After running through the cold water, he mixed them with various dishes and put them in front of Lin Xinshu and said: " Try it."

Lin Xinshu looked at the brightly colored noodles in front of him, took a sip, then nodded and said, "Delicious!"

The smell is also a bit familiar. . .

"You know how to cook, why do you let me do it?" Lin Xinshu asked in surprise.

Zhong Chengyi smiled and said: "I can only do this, this is what my mother taught me, and..."

"I want to eat what you cook more." Zhong Chengyi looked at Lin Xinshu with his dark eyes, stared at Lin Xinshu until his ears became a little hot, coughed uncomfortably, and said, "Then you can make another bowl yourself. It’s too unpalatable, so don’t eat it, I’ll wait until I wash it with water to see if the monster wants to eat it.”

Seeing that someone wanted to take it away, Zhong Chengyi hurriedly stopped him and said, "No! I think it's delicious, why did you give it to the cat." There was a sour taste in his tone, but Lin Xinshu didn't notice it.

After finishing speaking, he ate the noodles and vegetables in a "hulahula", even Lin Xinshu's bowl, wiped his mouth after eating, and said: "You can only cook for me in the future, not for that dog. Cats eat."

Lin Xinshu saw that the tone of the person was a little naive, shook his head and said: "You can cook it for you, as long as you like it, but Aguai is my cat, it won't eat what I cook, what will it eat?"

Seeing that Lin Xinshu promised to cook for him, Zhong Chengyi said with a somewhat cheerful tone: "I will buy Ah Guai's food."

"But you can only cook for me!" repeated again.

When did this person become so capricious and overbearing?Why didn't you find out before?

Lin Xinshu nodded and said, "Okay."

The author has something to say: Madam's cooking is delicious!

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