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He Yuzhu's eyes flashed, and although he quickly regained his composure, Li Xiangqian could not help but become more alert. He Yuzhu smiled and said calmly: "This matter is quite a headache. Who do you think stole it?"

Li Xiangqian felt a little nervous and couldn't help but stare at He Yuzhu's eyes. He could almost hear the sound of his own heartbeat: "This is what I want to ask you, Brother He. You know the situation in my family. Some things have confused me recently. I thought, since you are usually more aware of the surrounding movements, can you tell me if anyone has noticed anything recently, or if anything unusual has happened?"

He Yuzhu's mouth corners slightly raised, and the smile on his face seemed to be somewhat meaningful: "You also know that no one can say what happened here. However, besides you and Xiao Zhao, is there anyone who could have entered your house? Those thieves generally don't pick houses randomly, and...this kind of thing is sometimes really not what we see on the surface."

Li Xiangqian frowned, and finally understood the deep meaning of He Yuzhu's words. It seemed that he knew more than what he saw on the surface. "You mean, maybe the family took it themselves?"

He Yuzhu did not answer directly, but took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Who knows? These things are really hard to say. If you think it through, go ask Xiao Zhao, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to be so suspicious."

Li Xiangqian's hand holding the teacup tightened slightly, and his inner anxiety rose again. He Yuzhu's words seemed to hide some truth that he didn't want to face. "How do you know I suspect Xiao Zhao?"

He Yuzhu shrugged, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Li Xiangqian, how can I not know what kind of person you think Xiao Zhao is? I think you two are quite loving. But there seems to be something wrong between you and Xiao Zhao recently, right?"

Li Xiangqian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his vision blurred. He Yuzhu's words were like a heavy blow, hitting the part of his heart that he was most reluctant to face. Yes, Xiao Zhao had indeed been a little abnormal in recent days, and he even began to feel that she was avoiding something, but Li Xiangqian never took the initiative to ask. Perhaps, as He Yuzhu said, he had overlooked the most direct clue. He clearly had doubts in his heart, but he had never dared to face them.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "So what do you think I should do?"

He Yuzhu seemed to be thinking. He was silent for a while before he said, "You asked me what to do? Li Xiangqian, we have known each other for so many years. Who of us is not a smart person? You know what I mean. You have the answer in your heart. You don't need me to tell you." He paused and added, "However, things are not simple. If there is a problem, it is best to figure it out as soon as possible. The longer you delay, the greater the trouble will be."

Li Xiangqian's heart sank. He put down his teacup and whispered, "I understand. Thank you, Brother He."

He Yuzhu smiled, and seemed somewhat satisfied with Li Xiangqian's reaction: "You're welcome. For some things, it's better to know them in your heart. Remember, you must act decisively, otherwise it will be too late to regret it."

Li Xiangqian stood up, nodded, and walked towards the door. His heart was heavy, and his mind was filled with countless unsolved mysteries. He finally understood that He Yuzhu's words were not empty words, but made him realize that he had to face reality and could no longer avoid those questions in his heart.

Li Xiangqian walked out of He Yuzhu's house, his inner turmoil still not subsided, but became heavier with every step. The night wind blew across his cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness, but this coolness could not dispel the anxiety in his heart. His suspicion of Xiao Zhao, his uneasiness about his home, and the empty wallet were constantly entangled in his thoughts.

He looked down at the car keys in his hand, feeling mixed emotions. On the one hand, he wanted to go home, find Xiao Zhao, and ask for clarification; but on the other hand, he knew that things tonight were not clear enough. He Yuzhu's cryptic words made him more suspicious, and he instinctively realized that if he rashly went to find Xiao Zhao, he might reveal a fact that he didn't want to touch. So, Li Xiangqian decided to delay it a little longer to give himself more time to sort out everything.

He looked down at his phone and suddenly remembered the call Xu Damao had made to him this afternoon, and the conversation about cockroach medicine. Xu Damao told him to go to Jia Zhang's house to get some medicine. Li Xiangqian was already a little confused, but he decided to solve the problem. It was better than thinking about it at home and not being able to sleep. So he called Jia Zhang.

The moment the call was connected, Jia Zhang heard a series of "coughs" and seemed to be trying to suppress a smile. "Li Xiangqian, what's the matter? You're calling so late, is there something urgent?"

Li Xiangqian frowned and said patiently, "It's like this. Xu Damao asked me to come to you to get some cockroach medicine, saying that there is some trouble at home. Is it convenient for you now?"

Jia Zhang on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly: "So it's a problem with cockroaches. It's okay. I happen to have some, and I saved it for you. Come on."

Li Xiangqian felt relieved and said, "Okay, I'll be there right away."

After he hung up the phone, his heart was still churning. Cockroach medicine? This seemed to be a stress relief method given by Xu Damao - a little absurd, but perhaps it could really help deal with the current embarrassing situation. Thinking of this, Li Xiangqian couldn't help but smile. How anxious he had been during this period of time, he could even use cockroach medicine as a panacea to relieve his worries.

He started the car and drove to Jia Zhang's house.

Jia Zhang's home was still a familiar sight. The light in front of the door shone through the gap in the curtains, looking somewhat warm. Li Xiangqian rang the doorbell, and soon, Jia Zhang opened the door and greeted him with a smile on her face: "Li Xiangqian, come in, the medicine is ready." As she spoke, she turned around and led Li Xiangqian to the kitchen.

There were some bottles and jars neatly placed on the kitchen countertop. It was obvious that Jia Zhang was a very neat person. She took out a blue bottle of medicine from the cabinet, handed it to Li Xiangqian, and said with a smile, "This medicine is quite effective. Go back and pour some and sprinkle it in the corner, and it will solve the problem."

Li Xiangqian took the medicine bottle and looked down at the label on the bottle. The name of the medicine was written very simply, but it gave people a feeling that it could not be ignored. He looked at Jia Zhang with a little hesitation, and there was still a trace of doubt in his heart. "Sister Jia, does this medicine really work? Did you have problems at home before?"