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The manual work of the delivery workers was very solid. Ye Chuyang and Haiyang worked hard for more than half an hour before removing the painting from the wall. Ye Chuyang turned the frame around and let the naked women face the wall. Thoughts.

Haiyang flicked his wrist and said, "Why do you hang such a painting? It's too unsightly."

Ye Chuyang didn't explain anything, silently packed up the toolbox, then put a chair by his desk, and beckoned Haiyang to sit down.

Facia poured tea for them and said, "Brother Haiyang, let's talk, I'll go next door for a walk, the company next door has a big golden retriever, it's so beautiful."

Haiyang laughed: "Like a child, let's go."

Ye Chuyang remembered that Haiyang liked to drink tea, so he dug out a can of Lipton black tea bags from the bottom of the press box, opened the chair and sat down beside Haiyang, put two tea bags into Haiyang's teacup, and said, "Add some sugar ?"

Haiyang scanned the office and said, "No more, your sister-in-law won't let me eat sugar, saying I have a fatty liver."

Ye Chuyang raised his eyes to look at him, then put down the sugar cube jar he picked up, and said, "It's true that you can't eat sweets, you're right, sister Jingyi."

Haiyang said: "Your office is well organized, how much is the monthly rent?"

Ye Chuyang picked up the sugar bowl again, threw a piece of sugar into his water glass, and said flatly, "Jiang Ying allocated it for me, and I don't need to pay the rent."

Haiyang laughed dully: "Is he so kind?"

Ye Chuyang quickly found a suitable word: "Kang Gai."

Haiyang didn't want to talk too much about Jiang Ying, so he said, "Come on, call me here in a hurry, what's the matter?"

Ye Chuyang said: "It still has something to do with Zhong Ling, I have a few questions I want to ask you."

Haiyang left a lot of business and came to see Ye Chuyang, thinking that Ye Chuyang had something important to do, but he didn't expect Ye Chuyang to ask about Zhong Ling, so he became a little impatient: "Why are you obsessed with Zhong Ling?" Is it? Didn’t I explain to you the ins and outs of the fire two years ago last time? If you have nothing else to do, I’ll leave, and I’m a big pusher in my unit.”

Ye Chuyang heard that he was getting impatient, so he picked up the teacup and handed it to him, saying: "I have business to do, can you stay for a while?"

Haiyang looked at his face twice before catching the cup, and said with a smile, "Just kidding, even if you're not busy, I'll stay with you for a while. Okay, Zhong Ling, right? If you have any questions, please ask."

Ye Chuyang said: "About the autopsy, did you say last time that no autopsy was performed on Liu Yan's body?"

Haiyang: "Yes, the autopsy was supposed to be done, and the body had already been taken to the forensic team, but Liu Yan's family stopped him, saying that he died from choking on smoke, and that it was an accidental death. Let Liu Yan leave a whole body."

Ye Chuyang: "Has an autopsy been done on the bodies of Zhong Ling's parents?"

Haiyang: "I did, it's all suffocation caused by inhaling high concentrations of carbon dioxide."

Ye Chuyang said to himself, "That means you are not sure what the cause of Liu Yan's death is."

Haiyang didn't hear clearly: "What are you talking about? Speak up."

Ye Chuyang lowered his head and thought for a while, took a sugar jar and squeezed out a piece of candy, stuffed it into his mouth, and then said: "Brother Haiyang, the source of the fire is really that the wedding company used inferior wires, and the wires caught fire and ignited." Denatured alcohol in the warehouse?"

Haiyang was a bit puzzled: "Yes, this is the result of two days of investigation by the fire brigade, and the wedding company also admitted that the wire switch they used was indeed a defective product, and there was a precedent of leakage and fire before. They didn't learn from their mistakes, and that's what led to that bad result."

Ye Chuyang said: "But why did the wedding company connect the electric plug to the warehouse? Are there no other power sources available?"

Haiyang said: "Your questions have been investigated clearly. There was a problem with the switch in the hotel's electric control room that day, and many circuits were burned out. Except for the normal power supply in the guest rooms, the lobby can only receive electricity from the warehouse."

Ye Chuyang looked hesitant: "But...it's a coincidence, isn't it?"

Haiyang nodded: "It is indeed a coincidence, but a coincidence cannot overrule an accident."

Ye Chuyang ate the sugar cubes as a snack, squeezed out another piece and stuffed it into his mouth: "Brother Haiyang, when did the switch fail?"

Haiyang didn't expect Ye Chuyang to ask such a detailed question. He contacted his colleagues in the team and asked, "It was the morning when Zhong Ling and Liu Yan got married, and the approximate time was around one o'clock in the noon."

Ye Chuyang: "Who is in charge of the control room?"

Haiyang: "The hotel security is in charge. The security guard on duty that day is a man named Song Youhai."

Ye Chuyang immediately asked: "Can you find this Song Youhai?"

Haiyang was suspicious: "What do you want?"

Ye Chuyang said calmly: "I want to talk to him about the accident that happened back then."

Haiyang shook his head: "He is still in Fenghai, but he probably can't give you the answer you want."

Ye Chuyang: "Why?"

With a look of compassion on Haiyang's face, he sighed and said, "Besides Zhong Ling's parents and Liu Yan, a child and two guests were killed in that fire, do you know that?"

Ye Chuyang already had a premonition in his heart: "I know."

Haiyang said: "The child who was burned to death is called Song Xiaoqian, the daughter of Song Youhai."

Even though he guessed it, Ye Chuyang's heart sank: "What's going on?"

Haiyang said: "Song Youhai's wife died of hemorrhage after giving birth to her daughter. Song Youhai raised Song Xiaoqian alone. The accident happened on the weekend. Song Xiaoqian was only in the fifth grade of primary school and needed someone to take care of her. Song Youhai took her daughter to the hotel as usual. Wasn't Zhong Ling and Liu Yan's wedding that day, the hotel was very lively, Song Xiaoqian went to the auditorium to watch the excitement, Song Youhai didn't take care of her because he was busy repairing the circuit, and an accident happened."

Ye Chuyang: "What happened to Song Youhai?"

Haiyang said: "Song Youhai rushed into the fire scene to look for his daughter, inhaled excessive carbon dioxide, and after his daughter died, he was stimulated again, and his mind became blurred. He has not worked for two years, and has been at home, relying on the community. Relief is alive. Now... probably a cripple."

Ye Chuyang felt a little heavy in his heart: "Then have you checked the video of the hotel? I think the timing of the breakage of the electric switch is a bit strange. Could it be that someone intentionally—"

Haiyang frowned, and said seriously: "Someone deliberately damaged the electric switch, and the wedding highway will connect the wires to the warehouse, and the industrial alcohol will be ignited?"

Ye Chuyang realized that he was a little rash, and said apologetically, "I don't know much about the situation, so don't mind if I say something wrong."

Haiyang waved his hand: "Don't rush to admit your mistake, let me ask you, you called me here today to tell me these things, what exactly do you want to do?"

Ye Chuyang put the sugar bowl on his lap, straightened up and said calmly: "Zhong Ling is my patient now, and her ailment is the fire at the wedding that year, so I want to know more about the fire. thing."

Haiyang is very perceptive: "But you have been referring to accidental fires as deliberate arson, don't think I can't hear it. Then tell me, who do you suspect set the fire? Why did this person set the fire?"

Ye Chuyang was silent for a moment, and then smiled a little: "Brother Haiyang, don't worry, I have no doubt—"

Ye Chuyang's words were cut off by Jiang Ying. Jiang Ying strode in and said loudly, "It was Zhong Ling who set the fire on purpose because she wanted to burn her parents and fiance to death."

As soon as Haiyang saw Jiang Ying, his face turned cold immediately: "Boss Jiang, the door was closed just now, please knock on the door before you come in."

Jiang Ying walked straight towards them, pulled out a chair across from Ye Chuyang's desk, sat down, and said with a smile, "This building is mine, and I don't have to knock anywhere except the ladies' bathroom." Door."

Haiyang didn't want to talk to him, so he turned to Ye Chuyang and said, "Chuyang, just now you said—"

Jiang Ying stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Haiyang: "Officer Hai, talk to me next, don't you see that Dr. Ye is tired?"

Ye Chuyang didn't explain to Haiyang, if he didn't explain, Haiyang would always be aggressive towards him, so he was really tired of dealing with Haiyang's questioning, he thought he hid his tiredness and exhaustion well, but he didn't expect It was spotted by Jiang Ying.He glanced at Jiang Ying, then stood up holding the sugar bowl, and said, "Brother Haiyang, you and Mr. Jiang talk first, and I'll go to the bathroom."

Haiyang: "...What are you doing with the candy box in the bathroom?"

Jiang Ying: "Hehe, the people's police are so powerful that they even have to control what they go to the bathroom to get."

Ye Chuyang really didn't want to hear the two of them bickering, so he quickly walked out of the office and stood in the corridor to hide.He leaned against the wall, holding the jar and eating candy cubes, while paying attention to the movement in the room; Jiang Ying and Haiyang exchanged a few words of sarcasm like friends, and got to the point fairly quickly— ——Jiang Ying fooled Haiyang with his inexhaustible tongue that can fool the dead, without mentioning what he saw in Zhong Ling's spiritual cabin, and brought out Dean Qi, who has a place in the field of psychiatry, to brag to Haiyang , Haiyang was taken aback by the few professional academic terms he had learned from Ye Chuyang in the past few days, and soon called Haiyang lame.

Ye Chuyang listened to Jiang Ying and Hu Tianhaidi's nonsense outside the door, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

At the end of this corridor, there is a small public area with a few sofas and bookshelves. It is the place where the employees of this building go to work during their lunch break. It is not lunch break at this time, so there are only a few people.Ye Chuyang was only listening to Jiang Ying's words, and inadvertently looked over there, and saw a familiar face among the few people. It was Jiang Ying's new girlfriend, Zhou Qingchu.

Zhou Qingchu was wearing a champagne pink dress and was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. She had folded a pair of shapely snow-white long legs, and a thin strappy sandal dangled from the toe of her right foot. It must be that the high heels were uncomfortable after wearing them for a long time, so they took off temporarily. Thin shoelaces, only to hang the shoes on the toes.

She wore long black hair, and when she pulled her hair behind her ears, she raised her eyes and saw Ye Chuyang by chance.She first smiled at Ye Chuyang, then bent down and hooked her shoelace with her fingers to lift it up, got up and walked towards Ye Chuyang.

"Hello, we meet again."

Zhou Qingchu approached, and Ye Chuyang was able to see her face clearly, and the four words bright and moving immediately appeared in his mind, Zhou Qingchu is very beautiful, unconventional, pure and charming.

Even though the other party was a great beauty, Ye Chuyang was not a bit warm as usual, and said indifferently: "Hello." After speaking, he tightened the lid of the candy box and stuffed it into his pocket.

Zhou Qing said clearly: "I remember you, you and Jiang Ying were both in the boxing gym last night."

Although Ye Chuyang's temperament was not enthusiastic, he never lost the etiquette in dealing with people. However, facing Zhou Qingchu at this time, he couldn't muster up the energy to deal with it. He didn't even want to say a word, so he just nodded.

Zhou Qingchu opened the handbag, took out something and handed it to Ye Chuyang: "Here, this should be yours."

Ye Chuyang looked down and saw his subway card. He took it and asked, "Why is it in your bag?"

Zhou Qingchu smiled and said, "Jiang Ying said it was your card. He accidentally left it at the hotel, and asked me to go back to the hotel to pick it up."

Even Ye Chuyang, who is as dull as Ye Chuyang, can hear the story hidden in this short sentence. He picked up the subway card with a wooden face, and said thank you.

Zhou Qingchu took out his mobile phone, shook it, and said with a smile, "Is it convenient to leave a phone number?"

Ye Chuyang frowned slightly, and looked at her wearily: "Huh?"

Zhou Qingchu smiled and said, "You and Jiang Ying are friends, and I am Jiang Ying's girlfriend now, so of course we should be friends."

Ye Chuyang wanted to explain that he and Jiang Ying were not friends, and that she didn't need to be friends with him, but she lazily swallowed the words and read her cell phone number again.

Jiang Ying and Haiyang came out, and Haiyang was holding one side of his head with a migraine: "Don't tell me, my brain is about to boil."

Jiang Ying was open-minded, and said with a smile, "Then I won't talk about it, let Dr. Ye tell you."

Haiyang directly ignored Zhou Qingchu who was standing with Ye Chuyang, and said, "You pick the key points briefly and to the point, what exactly do you want me to do for you?"

Ye Chuyang led him two steps away, and said in a gentle voice: "Only two things, you can help me find the list of guests who attended the wedding of Zhong Ling and Liu Yan in the most detailed way. The other is to investigate Liu Yan's interpersonal relationship , I want to know who he keeps close to."

Haiyang nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, I know. Jiang Ying told me that Liu Yan doesn't like women, and his marriage to Zhong Ling was a fraudulent marriage. I'll go back and find out if he had a good man before his death."

After Haiyang finished speaking, he lifted his feet and left, stopped after walking two steps, turned around and asked Ye Chuyang: "Are you okay?"

Ye Chuyang smiled softly: "Your phone is always on, I want to be able to contact you at any time."

Haiyang gave him a look of 'you are talking nonsense', and said: "When can't you contact me? My mobile phone is on for you and Jingyi 24 hours a day. That's all, I'm leaving, I need to call. "

Ye Chuyang watched him enter the elevator, and when he turned around, the silent and gentle smile on his face froze quickly—Jiang Ying and Zhou Qingchu were glued together in a blink of an eye, and Zhou Qingchu hung his arms around Jiang Ying's neck Li, with a romantic naughty expression on his face that makes all men look soft, "I just said that you will take me home in a while, isn't it worthless to talk so soon?"

Jiang Ying put his hands in his pockets, stood upright, and said with a smile, "Didn't you go shopping with friends? Call me after shopping, and I'll take you home."

Ye Chuyang glanced at them briefly, walked around them and returned to the office, and began to tidy up the teacups Haiyang used just now and the slightly messy desktop.

"Song Youhai? Changxin Road Huifu Community——"

Ye Chuyang focused on rinsing the cup, and didn't notice when Jiang Ying came in. He was startled by the sudden voice behind him, his wrist flicked, and the teacup almost dropped from his hand.

He frowned slightly and turned his head to stare at Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying smiled slightly into his eyes: "So timid?" He teased Ye Chuyang, then looked down at the note in his hand, "Who is this Song Youhai?"

Ye Chuyang rinsed the cup and put it back on the coffee table, took the note in his hand and stuffed it into his pocket, saying: "The security guard of the hotel back then, I suspect that the fire at the wedding has something to do with him."

Jiang Ying followed Ye Chuyang and took a few steps forward: "What does a security guard have to do with a fire? Didn't Zhong Ling set the fire?"

Ye Chuyang: "At that time, the source of the fire was that the switch was damaged and burned down the circuit of the auditorium, so the wedding company connected the power supply to the warehouse, and then the wire caught fire and detonated the industrial alcohol in the warehouse. This whole process is indispensable, and the source is the broken switch. Song Youhai is the security guard in charge of controlling the control room, and I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the switch broke right under his nose.”

Jiang Ying was very interested: "Do you doubt that Zhong Ling has a helper? Her helper is Song Youhai?"

Ye Chuyang picked up his phone and keys, and picked up his coat from the back of the chair: "I'm not sure, so I want to ask him."

Coincidentally, Facia came back with the big golden fur Pikachu, and Facia said, "I saw a girl in the corridor just now, wow, she is like a fairy."

Ye Chuyang guessed that the person she met just now was Zhou Qingchu. He walked out and said, "I'll go out for a while. You can go to the nursing home to see how Zhong Ling is doing."

Jiang Ying followed Ye Chuyang out, and said to Facia before going out, "Ask Secretary Bian to accompany you. I've provided him with a car. You can drive."

Facia held her face and smiled: "Oh, thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Ye Chuyang stood in the elevator room and waited for the elevator. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Ying approaching, and said calmly, "Mr. Jiang, is there anything else?"

Jiang Ying: "I'll go with you."

Ye Chuyang: "No need, I can do it by myself."

Jiang Ying shook the car key and said with a smile, "I'll be your driver."

A few minutes later, Ye Chuyang sat in the co-pilot of Jiang Ying's off-road vehicle, silently putting the subway card in his hand into his pocket.

Jiang Ying had sharp eyes, saw it, and said, "Chu Chu returned the card to you?"

Ye Chuyang: "Well, thank you."

Jiang Ying turned on the air conditioner, glanced at Ye Chuyang's delicate side face, and said with a smile, "Dr. Ye, are you still angry with me?"

Ye Chuyang was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand the meaning of his words but hurriedly explained: "Mr. Jiang, you are overthinking, I am not angry."

Jiang Yingdao: "I didn't lie to you, the delivery worker really made a mistake. I wanted to keep that painting at home."

Ye Chuyang looked back at him slowly, his eyes were blurred: "You mean this?"

Jiang Ying: "Huh? Is there anything else?"

Ye Chuyang was silent for a moment, then slowly pushed his glasses, and said, "It's okay, I'm not angry."

Jiang Yingdao: "I can tell you are in a bad mood, isn't it because of me?"

Ye Chuyang himself didn't have an answer in his heart, but Jiang Ying kept asking him, and he couldn't help being a little annoyed: "It has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Ying glanced at him again, with a helpless smile: "Well, it seems that I am meddling in my own business."

Song Youhai lived in a community that had existed for many years. The community was very large, and the apartment building was hard to find. There were not many people in the community during working hours. Ye Chuyang and Jiang Ying walked along the corridor for a while before seeing a middle-aged man facing him come over.

Ye Chuyang went up to ask Song Youhai's unit building, the middle-aged man said: "You follow me, I live in that building too."

So Ye Chuyang and Jiang Ying followed him around for a while before finding the unit building C[-] where Song Youhai lived. They followed the middle-aged man and climbed several flights of stairs to the fifth floor. They all stopped at the same time, the man was a little confused: "What number are you looking for?"

Ye Chuyang pointed to the door on the left: "502."

The man was surprised: "Are you looking for Lao Song?"

Ye Chuyang and Jiang Ying looked at each other, nodded and said, "Yes, we are looking for Song Youhai."

The man looked Ye Chuyang up and down: "You guys are from the community? You don't look like that either. Why are you looking for him?"

Ye Chuyang: "You are?"

Man: "Oh, I'm Lao Song's friend. My surname is Zhao and I live upstairs. What do you do?"

Next, it was Ye Chuyang's turn to answer the question, but his reason for coming was a bit complicated. He couldn't say that he wanted to investigate whether Song Youhai was an accomplice to the real arsonist in the fire two years ago, so he was stumped and fell silent, not knowing what to do. How to answer.

Seeing that Ye Chuyang was being questioned, Jiang Ying naturally panicked: "We are the police, and we are looking for him to learn about the case of the Xiyuan Hotel fire two years ago. What's your name? Mr. Zhao?"

"Hey, just call me Old Zhao."

Jiang Ying immediately turned his back on the guest and pointed to the door of Room 502: "Is Song Youhai at home? We want to ask him a few questions."

Old Zhao took out the key and went to open the door: "Comrade police, didn't we find out that it was an accident back then, why now—"

Jiang Ying didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, but he said kindly and dignifiedly: "This is not something you should worry about. The police will not disclose it to the outside world during the case."

Old Zhao suddenly became vigilant: "Comrade policeman, can I see your ID?"

Jiang Ying lied and didn't even type the manuscript: "Our ID is in the car, and the car was stopped at the gate of the community and didn't drive in. How about this, you can call our unit to check, the landline of the leader's office is 313—"

Old Zhao waved his hands again and again: "No, no, please come in, comrade policeman."

Ye Chuyang walked in last, glanced at Jiang Ying's back, and said in a low voice, "Liar."

When Jiang Ying heard this, he turned around and made a gesture to close the door, and said in a low voice, "Don't enter the door opened by the liar."

Ye Chuyang blocked the door with quick eyes and hands, raised his eyes, and stared at Jiang Ying with mixed joy and anger, with a little smile on his lips: "You dare to close the door, you can mess around regardless of the occasion."

Jiang Ying pressed the door with one hand and supported the door frame with the other, bent down to look at Ye Chuyang's face, and said with a low laugh: "That's right, it's so nice to smile, it's much more beautiful than the sulking look just now. "

Ye Chuyang blushed and turned his head away.

Jiang Yingdao: "You are calm and steady, but you blush easily."

Ye Chuyang felt that he could no longer hide. The more he avoided, the more Jiang Ying got worse, so he turned his head to face Jiang Ying: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ying shrugged and said with a smile, "It's nothing, it's cute."

Ye Chuyang was silent for a while, then pushed hard on his chest, entered the door and said, "Look, I have to remind you often, I am much older than you, and it is very difficult to say some things from your mouth. Not suitable."

After entering the house, Ye Chuyang smelled an unpleasant smell in the house, like the rancid smell mixed with clothes that have not been washed for a long time and food that has deteriorated without throwing away.Moreover, the house was very messy, with all the furniture and daily necessities placed in disorder, without even a place to stay.

Old Zhao's voice came from a room in the north: "Old Song, why haven't you gotten up yet? Get up quickly, the police comrades are here to find you."

Immediately, Lao Zhao came out with a pile of dirty clothes in his arms, put the dirty clothes in a bag and prepared to take them away, sighed and said, "Ever since Xiaoqian disappeared, Lao Song has been living insanely, foolishly and without a purpose until now, we He is still young now, I can still take care of him for a few more years, what will we do when we are all old."

Ye Chuyang took a closer look at his face, and suddenly said, "You are Zhao Fu?"

Old Zhao: "Yes, yes, yes, I am Zhao Fu, and Lao Song and I used to be security guards at Xiyuan Hotel."

Ye Chuyang had seen Zhao Fu's face in the documents brought by Haiyang. On the day of the fire, there were two security guards on duty, one was Song Youhai and the other was Zhao Fu.He didn't expect to see Zhao Fu here, and seeing Zhao Fu was a windfall.

Ye Chuyang was about to ask him about the situation, when he saw a figure rushing out of the north room, rushing towards the door like a gust of wind.If Jiang Ying hadn't grabbed Ye Chuyang's wrist and pulled him back, he would have been knocked into the air by that figure.

"Hey! Old Song!" Zhao Fu quickly glanced at his watch, "This lunatic, he's picking up Xiaoqian from school again."

Huifu Community and Chengyu No. 10 Primary School in the old city are only a [-]-minute walk away. Before Song Xiaoqian was alive, Song Youhai used to pick her up from school every day. After Song Xiaoqian died, Song Youhai repeated this route every day, all year round.Song Youhai left the community and walked slowly along the sidewalk leading to the school. Ye Chuyang and others slowly followed behind him.

Zhao Fu said: "Comrade policeman, Lao Song can't speak clearly now, and he can't answer anything you ask him."

However, when he saw Zhao Fu, Ye Chuyang changed the object of questioning from Song Youhai to Zhao Fu: "Then you can speak for him, were you on duty together at that time?"

Zhao Fu: "Yes, there are three of us security guards. The one surnamed Wang is on duty, and Lao Song and I are on duty."

Ye Chuyang said wait a moment, took out a recording pen from his pocket, opened the recording pen and put it in his pocket again, and then asked: "Then do you remember who was there before the wedding started that day?" Been to the electric control room? Passing by is also counted.”

Zhao Fu rubbed the back of his head and thought for a while: "I can't remember that. The electrical control room is in the corner next to the storage room on the second floor. We don't often go there. I don't know anyone who has been there. .”

Ye Chuyang: "Then let me ask this way, did any strange things happen in the hotel before the switch in the control room was damaged?"

Zhao Fu: "Strange things? Not at all. I was dizzy with the banquet that day, but nothing strange happened—"

Zhao Fu was hesitant to say anything, something had passed his mind.

Ye Chuyang stared at him: "Have you remembered? What is it?"

Zhao Fu hesitated and said, "If you ask me this way, there seems to be something wrong."

Ye Chuyang: "What's the matter? Please tell me."

Zhao Fu: "Before the wedding, I was patrolling the entrance of the hotel, and suddenly my intercom rang. Lao Song said that someone was stealing on the second floor, and asked me to help him catch the thief. You don't know the situation, Comrade police, the kitchen in the back of the hotel The hands are not very clean. They often take advantage of the chaos of the banquet and sneak the kitchen ingredients into the storage room on the second floor. They take them away after work, resell them or keep them for themselves. Lao Song and I caught I got dirty hands twice, and the whole back kitchen had objections to us, so I advised Lao Song to turn a blind eye to this matter in the future, and not to trouble anyone. But Lao Song has a hot heart, and he insisted on catching the dirty hands. Hand. At that time, Lao Song asked me to go catch the thief. I thought it was someone who secretly hid things in the storage room, so I didn’t go there. Now that I think about it—”

He lost his voice halfway through his words, and his face looked suspicious.

Jiang Ying looked around leisurely, and said leisurely: "Now that I think about it, the thief at that time might not be your internal thief, but a foreign thief."

Zhao Fu shivered suddenly: "Comrade policeman, could this thief be related to the fire?"

Ye Chuyang is not a real policeman. Of course he doesn't know the answer. He can only speculate: "If there is such a person, he happens to appear in the storage room on the second floor. Next to the storage room is the electric control room. Maybe he made the switch. bad."

Ye Chuyang stopped because Song Youhai also stopped, and Song Youhai stood by the roadside waiting for the traffic light.

Ye Chuyang ran to Song Youhai's side, and saw a dirty face with disheveled hair and beard; Song Youhai looked like a homeless man, his body smelled strong, and there was not a single inch of cleanness on his body. He stared at the traffic lights with numb eyes , like the walking dead.

Ye Chuyang said: "Mr. Song, can you hear me?"

Song Youhai turned his head to him, but his eyes never fell on his face.

Ye Chuyang: "I'm looking for you to know about the case of the fire at the Xiyuan Hotel two years ago. We found the evidence. The fire was not an accident, but someone deliberately set it on fire. Can you understand what I mean? I mean you The daughter did not die in an accidental fire, but in a premeditated murder!"

Song Youhai's eyes moved, as if he saw him.

Seeing this, Ye Chuyang insisted, "You caught a thief, didn't you? Maybe you didn't catch him, but you must have seen him. He was the one who set the fire. Can you still recall his appearance?"

Song Youhai straightened his head and stopped moving again.

Ye Chuyang stood in front of him and said softly: "You must remember his appearance, we want to find this person, you must help us."

The green light came on, but Song Youhai didn't move, his lips moved up and down, and he seemed to be saying something, but he didn't say a word.

Ye Chuyang was a little anxious. When he was helpless, he suddenly saw his hands trembling. He wrapped his left hand around his right hand and held both hands together. From slightly trembling to violently trembling...

Ye Chuyang noticed something, he forcefully opened Song Youhai's left hand, and then opened Song Youhai's right hand, and found a button the size of a fingernail shining in the palm of Song Youhai's palm; this button did not belong to Song Youhai, because it It is a cufflink, a diamond-studded cufflink, usually worn on the cuff of a suit by the elite of the upper class of society.

Ye Chuyang picked up the cuff, and suddenly heard Song Youhai's voice. He approached Song Youhai's ear, and only then heard Song Youhai say: Thief—thief—thief—

thief?What's the meaning?This cufflink belonged to the thief Song Youhai caught back then?Did he fight that person?That's why you keep that guy's cufflinks?

Song Youhai turned his neck to look back, suddenly, his dry eyes showed a few scarlet tears like cracked ground, he raised his arm, pointed at a person with trembling fingers, and said hoarsely: "Thief! Thief! Thief! "

Ye Chuyang's heart beat faster after being yelled at by him. He looked in the direction Song Youhai pointed, but his heart stopped suddenly.

Song Youhai pointed to a person who was talking on the phone standing a few steps away with his back to them. Hearing Song Youhai's shout, he turned around and saw that it was Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying turned around slowly and looked back at them with dark eyes.