The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

Meng Xingluan was not surprised at all when he received a call from Xing Tan on New Year's Day.

She made a deal with the other party last time.

What she promised here was that Xiang Baohua and his wife would not behave like monsters and be more peaceful.

"Miss Meng, a person named Meng Tingyao came here today and asked to see them. Did you expect that?"

Before leaving that day, Meng Xingluan asked her to tell Xiang Baohua and Li Guihua that if they wanted to see the daughter of a wealthy family, they should be calmer.

For this kind of unreasonable and rogue 'trickster', the temptation of money is the biggest.

Let’s not talk about whether you believe it or not. Anyway, people are fooled.

After all, after being poor all his life, in the end his greatest hope still lies with Meng Tingyao.

After all, the beggar god back then said that their daughter was destined to be rich and noble.

"Sooner or later, she can't escape it."

Meng Tingyao has a blood relationship with them, and she has not eliminated the cause and effect in metaphysics.

No matter how things changed, she would eventually meet them.

Meng Xingluan didn't explain much.

It was just unexpected that Meng Tingyao moved so quickly.

I guess it was caused by some stimulation after leaving the police station.

She had little interest in this.

Xing Tan couldn't help but sigh, "To be honest, I have been in the industry for so long, and you are the best prospect I have ever seen to be a criminal police officer. You really don't want to consider getting a staff job? I will give you a back door."

For an upright person like Xing Tan to say the words "out the back door", it can be seen that she appreciates Meng Xingluan's ability from the bottom of her heart.

With her ability to predict things like a god, to put it a bit exaggerated, I am afraid that the number of criminals in the entire world will be reduced by half.

It's a pity that Meng Xingluan is not here.

Xing Tan could only give up.

Before hanging up the phone, Xing Tan suddenly remembered something.

"Meng Tingyao said she was going to Qingshui County. It's so remote. What was she doing there?"

……

Meng Xingluan and He Zheng rushed to Qingshui County after meeting up.

Counting the traffic jam, they arrived at their destination near evening.

This place is far more remote than imagined.

One road can only accommodate one vehicle, and the ground is full of potholes. The police from Qingshui County who came to respond said embarrassedly: "Officer He, it rained heavily a few days ago and the ground is slippery. For safety reasons, I can only ask you to come down and walk." ”

In today's developed society, there are very few places where cars cannot pass.

Qingshui County is one of them.

It's raining lightly outside.

He Zheng handed Meng Xingluan a black umbrella, while he and his colleagues held one together.

The police from Qingshui County led the way, their flashlights illuminating the muddy road ahead.

The group slowed down and moved forward.

Meng Xingluan was wearing a pair of white sneakers, which were already dirty after just a few steps.

Others were no better.

The unlucky ones even fell into a mud puddle.

In such a harsh and backward environment, Liao Baozhu's ability to come over willingly is truly a talent. ’

After walking for about half an hour, I could vaguely see the outline of the house.

Qingshui County sounds like a county town, but in fact it is almost like a village.

At first glance, the houses are all made of thatch and bricks, and every household has its doors and windows closed.

The faint light inside leaked through the cracks in the door and window.

The police in Qingshui County said: "Basically all the elderly live here. Wherever young people can stay, they have gone out to work. Strangely enough, I haven't seen any young people come back this year..."

He Zheng looked solemn.

The occupational disease caused him to look around cautiously.

Deserted and lonely.

There is an indescribable weird feeling.

He Zheng walked to Meng Xingluan and asked in a low voice: "Miss Meng, do you see anything?"

Meng Xingluan shook his head.

Then, she walked towards a nearby house.

The police from Qingshui County quickly stopped her, "Hey, what are you doing? It's so late and everyone else is resting, and we've also asked..."

It's a pity that no one paid him any attention.

Meng Xingluan stood in front of the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

‘Dong dong-’

A dull knock on the door broke the silent night.

The rain was pouring down.

After waiting for two minutes, no one came to open the door.

Meng Xingluan continued to knock.

He seemed to be refusing to leave until he opened the door.

After a stalemate for more than ten minutes, footsteps finally came from inside.

With a "squeak" sound, the door opened a crack.

A pair of cloudy triangular eyes appeared there.

The voice is hoarse and unpleasant.

"who are you?"

Meng Xingluan did not answer, but He Zheng took out his ID and said: "I am He Zheng from Haicheng No. [-] Police Station. Old man, are you convenient now? We have something to ask you. Don't worry, we won't delay. You have too much time."

"I do not know."

The old man finished speaking and was about to close the door.

But Meng Xingluan blocked her in time, her eyes were so sharp that the old man didn't dare to look at her.

"You didn't know before I asked?"

Her attitude could be described as rude.

The atmosphere instantly solidified.

No one expected Meng Xingluan to be so rude to an old man.

Meng Xingluan didn't explain, but forced his way in.

He Zheng: "..."

The whole house is not large and the furniture is very simple.

Meng Xingluan looked around, his nose twitching slightly. The rotten smell was stronger than outside the door.

It smells the same as in the Special Administration Department.

A dangerous light suddenly appeared in the woman's eyes.

"Get out! Get out!"

The old man, who was slow to react, started chasing people away when he realized what he was doing.

The rickety back and wrinkled face looked a bit eye-catching in the rainy night.

The police officer from Qingshui County quickly said: "Let's go. This old man is a permanent resident here. He is very pitiful. A few years ago, one of his children suddenly contracted a serious disease and died, leaving him alone. We also asked him during the day , he never left the door or took another step, and he didn’t see any Liao Baozhu at all..."

"Officer He, please help to persuade him. If he gets angry in the middle of the night, we can't afford the responsibility. The nearest hospital is dozens of kilometers away."

The nagging words made Meng Xingluan feel very noisy.

The small room became even more crowded because of their presence.

Just a second before He Zheng spoke, Meng Xingluan approached the old man.

The voice was bone-chillingly cold.

"What's your relationship with Shu Liang?"