But what love can a gold master buy?

Seeing that the detective didn't panic at all, Shen Tinglan had no choice but to trust him for the time being.Seeing the other party light a cigarette after getting out of the car, he felt that the call would take some time, so he opened the file bag, trying to find some information from it.

Opening the paper seal, the materials inside were classified into different categories. Shen Tinglan took out the stack of photos first, and looked through them one by one.

These photos are basically taken when Wei Li was with other people, some of them were of Wei Li greeting his colleagues when he was commuting at the gate of the company, some were of him picking up Wei Wei, and the reverse side of the photos marked the specific date and place .

After looking at a few familiar faces, Shen Tinglan scrolled down and saw those "boys big and small".

The boys are indeed "big and small". The young one looks a few years older than Weiwei, and the older one wears a school uniform, which is the uniform of a well-known key high school in this city. Shen Tinglan has met Yan Jie and his brother Wear it, so you can recognize it at a glance.

Earlier, when Luo Jing said, "You are in charge of the boys, I am in charge of the girls", Shen Tinglan was prepared in his heart, knowing that those boys should be similar to Wei Wei to Wei Li, but when he saw the photos, he was still the same. Can't help being surprised.

Regardless of her blood relationship, Weiwei is always cute and well-behaved, which can make people feel sorry for her, but the two little boys in the photo, one is darker and thinner than Wang Han, they are like monkey cubs The other's skin is pale, but unfortunately, he has a pair of small mung bean eyes, and the distance between the man's face and his lips is obviously weird, and it's not beautiful.

As for the older one, he was pleasing to the eye, but there was no youthful freshness in his expression, and he looked deeper than Wei Li. Shen Tinglan asked Niu Zhima, speculating that he might have some psychological problems.

Oh my god, Shen Tinglan's eyebrows twitched uneasily—where is this family made up of old, weak, sick and disabled?

Immediately he thought of a word the detective had mentioned.

Orphanage.

Shen Tinglan immediately flipped through the documents, wanting to confirm his conjecture, but there were only a few words about the orphanage in the documents in the portfolio.

"You're watching." At this moment, the detective opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat with a faint smoke, "Is there anything you want to know in particular?"

As soon as he came, Shen Tinglan didn't bother to ask: "What's the matter with their house? Did they open the orphanage to their house?"

The detective put on his seat belt slowly: "The question you asked is a fee."

"Don't talk nonsense, drive the car out quickly." Shen Tinglan was impatient, and immediately transferred the money to his account, "Just tell me when I will know the answer."

When the detective saw the incoming text message, he immediately cheered up: "It can be done now. The call just now was made by an informant friend of mine, and it was about this matter."

Shen Tinglan felt that he was really long-winded: "Just get to the point!"

The detective finally stopped procrastinating: "Both of them came from an orphanage, including Luo Jing."

"The dean adopted them all?"

"Correct."

"Then she still runs a welfare home, isn't that superfluous?"

"No, she had no choice." The detective scratched his eyebrows, "Ten years ago, a fire broke out near the orphanage, and many houses on that street were destroyed. Most of the people moved out, and the orphanage was also affected. , can’t go on.”

Shen Tinglan narrowed his eyes: "Then why are Wei Li and the others raising the child now? Where is the dean?"

"Let's go. She was already old, and the fire incident had some impact on her physically and mentally. She died of illness in less than two years after that."

Shen Tinglan smacked the words twice, and then said: "So those children were taken over by Wei Li and his sister?"

"Yes."

The detective nodded his head naturally, but Shen Tinglan found it unbelievable: "What is it? Ten years ago, Wei Li was only [-]. When the dean passed away, he graduated with a bachelor's degree, so he can support three big jobs for no reason. Is there a person? And that Weiwei, she is only six or seven years old, even if she was born ten years ago, this age is not suitable?"

Speaking of this, he became suspicious, and his eyes suddenly sharpened: "Why, seeing that I am young, you want to perfunctory me? Lie me money?"

"No, no, you misunderstood." The detective quickly put on a smile, trying to turn hostility into friendship, "Luo Weiwei's situation is unclear, and I'm still investigating. But you have seen the photos of other people, except for that big boy, The other two little ones, if you want to talk about drawing something, he can't figure it out, can he?"

"I don't care if he has pictures or not." Shen Tinglan heard that he seemed to be running a train, and his tone became more and more bad. "I want you to check the source of his expenses! Have you done any illegal transactions! Yes Didn't find some rich woman and rich man to help!"

Seeing that Shen Tinglan became more and more excited, the detective didn't want to offend the customer, so he hurriedly said a load of good things, mixed with a few pertinent comments on Wei Li and an explanation to himself, and finally gave Shen Tinglan's mood Smoothed it out.

As he talked, the car also drove to the place where Wei Li lived.

It was an unremarkable neighborhood, with short and old residential buildings lined up like mahjong tiles. It didn't look as good as Luo Jing's house, but the air was filled with many attractive aromas.

Shen Tinglan sniffed it, and felt that the fragrance was very familiar. When he turned on the phone and located it, he immediately understood - this neighborhood is only one street away from the night market where Wei Li set up a stall!

He suddenly wanted to go around to the night market to see if Wei Li was still standing there selling roasted cold noodles, but his rationality quickly suppressed this thought——Wei Li still has at least 20 on hand now, why bother to suffer? Woolen cloth?

Just as he was thinking, something was stuffed into his hand, and he took a closer look, it was a bread stuffed with red bean paste.

"Let's eat something, he's going to go out again after eating in a while."

Shen Tinglan's heart skipped a beat: "He's back to his old job?"

"That's not true." The detective took another bottle of mineral water and put it on the edge of the water cup holder. "He's going to a nearby shopping mall."

Shen Tinglan looked at the water, then at the bread, and suddenly remembered that the first night he went to the night market to meet Wei Li, the driver who drove him ate this, and what he ate was roasted cold noodles, which were delicious and fresh.

Shen Tinglan swallowed, and returned the bread to the detective.

The detective chewed on his own sausage bread, and said vaguely, "What, you don't have an appetite?"

"I don't eat this. You drive the car to the night market." Shen Tinglan pointed to the sign on the electronic map.

In the night market, Shen Tinglan did not meet Wei Li as expected.

In front of the stall was the old man, his face was flushed by the cold wind, and there were not as many people waiting beside him as before.

Shen Tinglan stepped forward and pulled off his mask: "Hey, do you still recognize me?"

The uncle raised his head and narrowed his walnut eyes: "... I have a little impression, who are you?"

"I, surnamed Shen, are here to get ten servings of roasted cold noodles from a few months ago."

"Oh! I remembered!" The uncle smiled cheerfully, "Why did it take you so long to get it!"

Shen Tinglan said casually, "I was busy with the exam, so I didn't come."

"Oh." The uncle replied, tearing off the plastic film on the cake piece by piece, "I'll make it for you! What do you want to add, young man?"

"Bacon and bean sprouts, no green onions and onions." After Shen Tinglan finished speaking, he abruptly changed the topic to Wei Li, "Well...is he still here to sell it now?"

"Come on, come here once or twice a week." The uncle cracked eggs for the cakes one by one. "I can't tell the exact time, but it's all weekday nights. Stand for me for two or three hours."

"Replace?" Shen Tinglan opened his eyes wide, "Isn't this stall his?"

The uncle replied slowly: "It should be considered as a partnership between us. The cars and tools I bought, the ingredients he bought, and the money he earned, we share."

Speaking of this, the uncle smiled: "Actually, he attracts most of the customers in this stall, but he always gives me more."

"Why?" Shen Tinglan looked at the uncle blankly, and blurted out.

"Why? He has a good heart. He always said that we are old neighbors and that I helped him a lot... In fact, I just take care of his younger brother occasionally." The uncle was busy with his hands, and his mouth was not idle. After talking about a few trivial things, he concluded, "He looks strangely cold, but in fact, as long as you treat him better, he will treat you much better."

The uncle naturally praised Wei Li, just like Manager Xiao did back then.If a person is not really good, it is probably difficult to be praised like this.

Shen Tinglan suddenly felt regretful.

He shouldn't have beaten Wei Li, and he shouldn't have asked Shi Lin to humiliate him.

Wei Li had been conscientiously accompanying him at the very beginning, and he even contributed a little more to riding a tandem bicycle in Dreaming Manor.Even if he later sold the cow and the ring, it would not be so wrong.

Shen Tinglan stopped answering the conversation, so the uncle's words would stop here.After silently handing over the roasted cold noodles, Shen Tinglan took the roasted cold noodles back to the car and gave five servings to the detective, while she took the other five servings and ate them silently.

The detective thanked him, but he didn't hear it, because he was still thinking about what happened just now.

If I hadn't done those things at the beginning, the relationship between Wei Li and myself might not be what it is now - even if he treats an old neighbor like this, how could he not give him any affection when he spends money to help him tide over the difficulties? ?

Speaking of selling a few gifts, it's not a big deal. Ex-girlfriends do it occasionally to refuse intimacy, so I won't be so angry.Then what was it for at that time that I couldn't help but want to do it?

The more Shen Tinglan thought about it, the more he regretted it, and the more he regretted it, the more he regretted it, and he almost became dazed. It wasn't until the detective called him that his thoughts stopped.

"He went in." The detective parked the car in the garage, "Now we can go and have a look."

Shen Tinglan got out of the car with him, and hesitated for a moment when closing the car door: "Didn't it mean that he might find out?"

"No at this time, he usually only takes the elevator, and then finds an empty seat at the McDonald's on the second floor. During this period, many people will be attracted to him. We sit in the Starbucks opposite. I tried the angle. , the glass is reflective, he can't see us clearly."

[The author has something to say: suffering from rhinitis, it was a little later...

*Thanks for the recent rewards from Yueren, Fengsu, and Yiguling on Shili Changjie~]