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At a young age, it is also very simple, has Ren Kuan offended anyone recently?

But Ren Kuan has been on this street for less than half a year, and those who often meet each other can still call out names, and those who are a little farther away and familiar with each other are called brothers and sisters. Who can he offend? Can not remember.

He opened the door to do business, and he was usually the least willing to make enemies with others.

If it had to be said, Wang Rui had the most verbal fights with him, and it was really not an offense.

Most of the hopes can only be pinned on the monitor in the opposite kindergarten, it is best to stimulate Ren Kuan's memory and remind him of some trivial things.

The drugs were found in Ren Kuan's store, and the stolen goods were ironclad evidence. If it weren't for Duan Jiakang's relationship, he wouldn't even have the chance to watch the surveillance.

From the first day Ren Kuan opened the store, the monitoring images were flat and single, needless to say, there were some customers coming and going, and the blurred figures of busy people in the store.

Ren Kuan gradually gave up hope, this method of finding a needle in a haystack was too remote, as if no one would pay attention, and a person brought home a bag of scallions from the vegetable market, until Zhang Qi appeared on the screen .

Due to the limited range of monitoring on the opposite side, the part beyond the wall of the small restaurant could not be seen. Ren Kuan only saw Zhang Qi standing sideways to the monitoring, standing for a while, as if he was talking to someone.

The figure outside the camera is swaying, and the clothes on the chest will show the camera from time to time, repeated several times, this scene is really familiar to Ren Kuan.

"Wait a minute..." Ren Kuan interrupted, "It was there just now, play it again."

Ren Kuan's voice lifted the spirits of everyone present, "Is there anything special?"

"Here." Ren Kuan pointed to the edge of the screen, where he couldn't see the figure clearly, "I think this person looks familiar."

The policeman frowned and poked at the screen, "Just show some clothes, you'll feel familiar." It sounded like nonsense to clear the suspicion.

Ren Kuan shook his head, "No, I met it once before, and I didn't see it clearly. I thought it looked familiar, yes! It happened that he and Zhang Qi were standing together talking. When I called Zhang Qi, this person ran away. Qi... I was quite flustered at the time."

Several police cars glanced at each other, waiting for Ren Kuan to continue speaking.

"Because Zhang Qi had just arrived at the store at that time, I didn't think much about it..."

"Did you see them talking together again later?"

Ren Kuan thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember these details, but he felt more and more that this person should be known to him, "I don't know..."

Although the police were somewhat suspicious of Ren Kuan's ambiguous answer, they still focused on Zhang Qi.

In the screen for a long time, there was no scene of Zhang Qi being alone with others, Ren Kuan murmured: "Maybe it's really just a passerby..."

In fact, Lian Ren Kuan himself is not sure. After all, everyone in the store is an honest and responsible person. The most important thing is that he and Zhang Qi have no grievances. Well, besides, if he didn't do it, he didn't do it.

With the purposeful search, the multiple of the monitoring has been accelerated a lot this time. In the screen, passers-by are moving fast, and suddenly a figure flashes past the camera.

"Stop!" Ren Kuan yelled, the screen shook violently, but he could still tell that there was no Zhang Qi on it.

"There's no such thing as Zhang Qi." The policeman was a little impatient, and didn't want to waste time on these insignificant things.

"It's not Zhang Qi." Ren Kuan said in surprise, "I remembered, this is the person, I feel familiar, the person talking to Zhang Qi."

Ren Kuan let out a "tsk", and stood up excitedly from the stool, but he opened his mouth and didn't know the name of this person at all.

"He should be the little gangster on this street...I don't know the name..." Speaking of the festival, Ren Kuan suddenly realized, "If you have to say there is a festival, it is him. He bullied the employees of the massage parlor. Relief."

The clue provided by Ren Kuan made new progress in the case, and Fang Jirong and Ren Kuan were finally able to talk again.

Just now, Director Lu said that Jiu'er might know this person, Fang Jirong repeatedly reassured Ren Kuan, "Just ask Jiu'er for this person's name when you go back."

Just when Fang Jirong was about to leave, Ren Kuan couldn't help but stop him, "Boss Fang."

In the past few days at the police station, Ren Kuan went from dazed to flustered to calm. Once he calmed down, some things could not stand up to his scrutiny. The owner of this homestay, Fang, was not related to him, so why would he help him? Before and after running.

Fang Jirong raised his eyebrows, motioning for Ren Kuan to continue, Ren Kuan paused, "Why did Boss Fang help me?" Why did he help him.

Fang Jirong shrugged, "It's not for helping you." He didn't want to make his words too clear for the time being, after all, the matter between Jiu'er and Duan Jiakang has not been clarified, "I just want to help Jiu'er."

This was even more unpredictable, and Fang Jirong had no reason to help Jiu'er.

Fang Jirong's meaningful expression set off alarm bells in Ren Kuan's mind. There seemed to be traces of many things about the out of place homestay and the sudden appearance of Mr. Duan. Fang Jirong was obviously Mr. Duan's man.

Fang Jirong interrupted: "Don't think too much, you come out first and then talk, Jiu'er is still looking forward to your going out early."

There was a flutter in Ren Kuan's eyes, and he asked after a while, "Is Jiu'er behaving lately?"

After all, he had left the restaurant for several days without saying a word, and if Jiu'er didn't know any news, Ren Kuan was afraid that he would cry endlessly again.

"I'm a little anxious. I'm usually pretty good. Boss Ren, don't worry."

This kind of understatement made Ren Kuan's hair stand on end. People in their 30s have seen a lot of filthy things.

Like Wang Rui, he also grew up in a secular land, and there are some things that he cannot describe too much.

He was afraid that Jiu'er would agree to some unequal deals in order to help him.

Good people don't put labels on their faces. Anyone who shows favor has a purpose, it just depends on whether his purpose is malicious.

But Duan Jiakang has always maintained a polite attitude, Ren Kuan didn't see through it, and it was easy to mess up.

Wanting to appease Jiu'er, he could only distract him. Jiu'er was almost unwilling to leave the B&B, and stayed there several times until he fell asleep drowsily.

Duan Jiakang asked someone to buy braille textbooks, and tricked Jiu'er to calm down and study, "You can use a mobile phone for the blind only after you know braille. Don't you want to talk to Ren Kuan on the phone in the future?"

Of course he thought about it, every lonely night, he imagined hearing Ren Kuan's voice countless times.

But anxiety dominates all his emotions, and he seems unable to do it. He digs through the Braille in the textbook, not knowing how to answer.

Duan Jiakang opened Jiu'er's hand, pressed his fingertips onto the Braille, and said softly, "Ren Kuan has been away for so long, and when he comes back, he asks you what you have been up to, how do you answer, stupidly waiting? Kuan has a little progress in his heart, don't want Ren Kuan to be able to call you as soon as he comes back?"

Speaking of this, Duan Jiakang himself felt a little disgusted, Ren Kuan is not the stars and the moon in the sky, is it so far away, is it possible for Jiu'er to have longing in his eyes when he hears it?

Jiu'er curled his fingers, he really thought, as if he was just worrying blindly, it couldn't solve any problems at all, he didn't want to be a waste of help, so he agreed, "Okay..."