Liu Yiyu called Yaoyao and said that private detectives had gone to the scenic spot to investigate, hoping to get more information about Wu Zhangkou's family.

The only thing she could do about this was Qian Qiao, but except for Yu Xiaodong's phone number, she didn't know anything else.

"Think about what Wu Zhangkou told you before, even if it's just rumors about Yu Xiaodong's insurance, property, and documents."

Zhong Meihui knows that the private detective cannot do anything without clues, and they are now pressed for time. There is no time for the private detective to slowly search for clues, so they must provide them proactively.

"Then let me think of a way to see if his phone number is registered with the ID card." Liu Yiyu could only go to an acquaintance in the telecommunications department. Fortunately, Yu Xiaodong registered it with his own ID card.

Liu Yiyu sent the ID number to the private detective to see if he could find some relevant information.

Zhong Meihui thinks this information is very useful. The ID card can find call records and room opening records, and even real estate, deposits and bank statements in a person's name.

If it can be proven that there is an improper transaction between Yu Xiaodong and certain women, then the inheritance matter can be postponed to buy them more time.

"Sister, don't be too optimistic. If the clues we find cannot form a complete chain of evidence, the court will not recognize it. At most, it can only let us understand the truth of the matter."

Liu Yiyu said that what private detectives can find is only superficial evidence. To form a complete chain of evidence, it must be combined with the evidence from the police. But now the police have classified the incident as an accident, and there is not much evidence to fix it. It would be even harder to convict that man.

Sister Zhang and the people in the sister group knew that Liu Yiyu was rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find Yu Xiaodong's information. They found photos of everyone at previous gatherings, relevant bills from outings, and even what Yu Xiaodong said when he was bragging. Write it down silently.

There is also a brother-in-law who once worked in the same company as Yu Xiaodong. They are relatively familiar with each other and know several taverns and billiard halls that he often visited.

"When we were working together, there were two colleagues who had a good relationship with him. But a few years later, I only remember their names and I don't know if I can find them."

"I remembered that one time Wu Miaomiao came to Wu Zhangkou's house, and her mother-in-law discovered it and broke the child's arms. At that time, she also said that Wu Miaomiao had fallen by herself."

In the group, you and I recalled each other word by word, writing down everything they remembered.

Liu Yiyu couldn't tell whether these things were useful or not, so he could only send all the clues provided by everyone to the private detective and let him screen them by himself.

"The information you provided is very useful and I will respond as soon as possible."

A private detective analyzes problems from a different perspective than ordinary people. He can find out what he needs most from a lot of messy information.

Liu Yiyu felt that even if this information was leaked, no one would understand what it meant. After all, he had read it three times and couldn't find any connection.

Zhong Meihui and Yaoyao planned to go to the supermarket to buy some things. Before going out, they took a look at the numbers of the restricted number today, which were 3 and 8, so they chose a car with a number ending in 9 and went to the street. They had just arrived at the gate of the community. I found a car lying on the ground.

"Did there be an accident?" Zhong Meihui has not been able to sleep well in the past two days. The smallest thing can remind her of Wu Zhangkou who fell off the cliff, and she is afraid that something will happen to her too.

"It's okay, there's just someone who has to go out when the number is limited, and he's an acquaintance." Yaoyao poked her head out and took a look, and found that it was Mrs. Jin Dafu's No. 8 car lying there. At this moment, she was standing beside the car and at the door. The security guard made a fuss and shouted to get out.

"Why don't you let me out? What's wrong with the number restriction? Just fine! I don't care about the 200 yuan."

Mrs. Jin Dafu has a lot of money, but the security guard of the community is short of money. Now the superiors have issued a death order, and they must not let restricted-number cars on the road. Once discovered, not only the car will be punished, but the community that let them out will also be punished. They Naturally, these security guards can't run away. The little salary they have is not even enough to pay the fine, so naturally they don't dare to let people go out.

"I don't care, I'm going to drive the car today anyway!" When Jin Dafu saw that even a security guard dared to stop her, she immediately became anxious. She returned to the cab and tried to break through the security booth.

But the key to the car had been pulled out by another security guard, and it couldn't be started at all.

Mrs. Jin Dafu scratched her head and head anxiously, and Yaoyao laughed after seeing it from behind.

"Aren't you laughing that our five cars are not as good as one of yours? How about you lie down now? You poor guy can't even get out."

Yaoyao still remembers what the wealthy Jin woman scolded her. At that time, Zhong Meihui didn't let her retaliate, but now she finally has a chance.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are a poor man driving such a cheap car and still living in this community." Mrs. Jin cursed at Yaoyao, but Yaoyao soon stopped hearing her curses.

The security guard opened another door for Yaoyao, allowing them to travel smoothly. At this moment, Yaoyao, the co-pilot, looked at the wealthy Jin woman trapped in the community with pride, thinking that her car was of no use even if it cost millions. , it’s not that I can’t get out now, it’s just like a piece of scrap metal.

Mrs. Jin Dafu was furious. When she saw Yaoyao's arrogant look, she no longer cared about arguing with the security guard. She returned home angrily, took off her sheepskin boots and threw them at the photo frame on the wall. go.

"Tian Peng, where did you die!" Mrs. Jin Dafu sent out a series of fatal slams, so Tian Peng had to call back. He could think that his aunt was in such a hurry to find him, and she must be angry, but Unexpectedly, her anger level was so high this time that Tian Peng almost couldn't resist it.

"Auntie, I'm here to talk about business. I'll let you vent your anger when I get home later." Tian Peng coaxed Mrs. Jin for a few words, and pinched the fat and thin waist of the peripheral girl. He had been tired from casting recently. I was half dead. It was rare to relax today, but I didn't expect to be targeted by my aunt again.

"What's the matter with you? You must be just like your uncle who doesn't know which little sister he's drinking with." Mrs. Jin Dafu exposed him at once. She scolded him half to death on the phone, and even scolded him for why he put her own The used car shop sold it.

Tian Peng was confused by Mrs. Jin's words. He didn't know why his cousin was so crazy. She was the one who taught him to sell these losing businesses, but now she blames him for it. It's really So unfair.

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