slip through the net [criminal investigation]

Jiang Huan, who was wearing an apron, took a closer look: "You are Jiang Huan?"

Jiang nodded calmly and took off his apron: "Hello."

"Call Uncle Ying."

"Hello Uncle Ying."

The two looked at each other in silence for a while, before Ying Aihua stretched out his hand and squeezed his shoulder: "You are also thin, your body is too weak, don't be picky eaters, eat more, it's hard work for you to take care of Ah Cheng. You are troubled because you don't have a good eye. Now Jing Yu also depends on you to take care of her, so pay attention to her body."

Jiang Huan suddenly laughed, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and then he shook his head: "I'm not tired. Uncle Ying, Ying Cheng is fine, I'm not tired."

Ying Cheng was blinded by the bright light, and then glanced at his own father. The two of them only need to look at each other, and something inexplicable will emerge quietly, as if...they have a tacit understanding that no one else can understand.This other person even includes him.

"Don't excuse this kid, he doesn't deserve it."

Jiang smiled even more cheerfully, stepped forward inadvertently, and blocked half of Fu Jingyu's body: "He's really nice, it's not an excuse."

Ying Cheng noticed this small gesture, coughed lightly and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you still eating?"

"Eat." Fu Jingyu shook off her hands, put away the half-peeled edamame, and took out two cans of beer and two bottles of sweet milk from the refrigerator, but Ying Aihua casually refused: "I'm handling the case, you can't drink."

So he said "Oh", and put the milk and beer in, and took a big bottle of Coke instead.

Ying Cheng's dining table is rectangular, and four people sit opposite to each other.However, as soon as Ying Aihua sat down, the atmosphere suddenly became strange. He looked at Ying Cheng beside him, and then at Jiang Huan and Fu Jingyu on the opposite side, and frowned: "It's like interrogating a prisoner. Go, Acheng, you Change places with Jing Yu."

"Why should I change? Why do you have so much to eat?"

As long as he glanced coldly, Ying Cheng could only disarm on the spot: "All right, all right, I'll change."

In this way, the seats became him and Fu Jingyu, while Ying Cheng and Jiang Huan sat opposite.He just nodded: "It's much more pleasing to the eye, isn't it Jing Yu?"

Fu Jingyu was called out suddenly, looked back and forth in embarrassment for a few times before nodding "Hmm".

He made fish-flavored shredded pork for a few children: "Come on, eat more, don't just eat meat, eat some vegetables too. How grown-up you are, you're still like a child. Ah Cheng, don't eat it, look at it." Look at your little flesh, your weight is almost two hundred and fifty."

Ying Cheng took a meal with chopsticks, looked down at his flat stomach, and gritted his teeth angrily: "Why do I see them as my own, and I look like a gift for phone calls? Is it my own father? No food is allowed?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you eat it." Ying Aihua pouted her mouth and motioned for the shredded carrot that Fu Jingyu picked out, "Didn't you take care of all the food that Jingyu picked out before?"

Ying Cheng had no choice but to take away the shredded carrots, rolled his eyes and ground his teeth angrily: "I haven't eaten the carrots in your bowl since I was ten years old, why are you living longer and more?"

Jiang Huan chuckled, overjoyed, and stripped away all the carrots in his bowl, leaving Fu Jingyu bowing his head in embarrassment, and whispered, "Only carrots are unforgivable."

81. Black Fist

After eating, Jiang also very naturally picked up his job as the snail brother-washing dishes.

And Ying Cheng, as the funder, sat down and picked up the PSP game console that was left on the sofa——

It was the one he bought for Jing Yu when he went to the grave last year, and he gave it to him after Jiang Huanshun walked away, and bought another one as a memorial service, and within a month, Jiang Xiaohuan, a teenager with internet addiction, beat him up. After a customs clearance, it has been thrown in the corner of the sofa with no one to patronize.

He fiddled with it for a while, and suddenly suggested: "Jing Yu, do you play game consoles, can I buy you one?"

Fu Jingyu was helping to clear the table, and raised her head when she heard the words: "I don't want it, I just play Jiang and pay it back, anyway, he doesn't play."

Ying Cheng was embarrassed to say that he once made an offering in front of his tomb, but after the wind and sun finally turned into scrap metal, he just tilted his head and stared at him, looking and looking, surprised that time is merciless , the bright young man in midsummer that year, with a sunny aura on his body, has now grown into a completely unfamiliar appearance to him.

It turns out...if he was still alive, he would have the same appearance and character as he does now.

very nice……

"What are you looking at me for? Staring at me makes me feel hairy."

"It's nothing, I just miss you."

He stopped what he was doing, looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Well, I miss you too."

Ying Aihua raised his foot and kicked him, giving him a blank look: "Stinky boy, do you know what to do if you only know how to eat? Why don't you let Jiang Huan and Jing Yu clean up here?"

Before he could speak, Jiang Huan stretched out his hand: "Don't, don't! He'd better sit there when he comes to help. Last time he helped me wash the dishes, and I dropped a drawer in one go."

Ying Cheng chuckled, his face was as thick as a wall of copper and iron, he spread his arms and sat down calmly: "He said it himself."

Ying Aihua was upset seeing him sitting, and kicked him again: "Get up, exercise after eating, look at the fat on your stomach, come on, practice."

There is a small exercise area just behind the sofa. Since Yingcheng was injured, the dumbbells and abdominal wheel have been covered with a thick layer of dust, and his hands are itchy. How can I let go of such a good opportunity to beat my father, so I patted my butt and stood up: "Come on."

However, as soon as Ying Cheng stood firm, a fist as big as a sandbag hit him in the face, and he was kicked upside down on the cheek. Jiang quickly dropped the bowl to help him up, but Fu Jingyu was too close to help him up first. up.He bared his teeth and rolled twice before getting up: "Really?"

Ying Aihua sneered at him, "You've taken a long step back."

"It's not counting, come again!" He told Fu Jingyu to stand far away, and he really started a fight with his own father. No one showed mercy to the other. He punched to the flesh and made ruthless moves, but he couldn't walk for three rounds. The steel nails connected to the iron plate should be beaten frequently and turned to defense.

Ying Aihua's attack concentrated on his upper body, and Ying Cheng's defense left his arms and face covered with scars.

—He used boxing.

While Ying Cheng was being beaten, a flash of light flashed in his head, and he quickly said, "Wait a minute!"

But Ying Aihua had already made a move, so he couldn't hold it back. With a "bang" sound, he was thrown on the side of his face, and then he asked, "Why do you have so many troubles?"

Fu Jingyu quickly helped him up, his face was already bruised, and he hissed in pain: "Fortunately, I am almost thirty now, and if you beat me like this in another 20 years, I will be deprived of it." Do you know about custody rights?"

"Then come or not?"

"Wait a minute, I see."

"what do you know?"

He was about to speak when the phone rang, and as soon as he picked it up, he heard Lu Weiwei shouting from the other end of the phone: "Boss! I know why Chen Guanliang came to the city!"

The two said in unison: "It's boxing!"

There was a "huh" over there: "Boss, you also know? What's going on?"

Half of him leaned on Fu Jingyu's body to stand firm, and rubbed his sore cheeks: "The bruises on his body are in line with boxing's offense and defense, but if he wears professional boxing gloves, his knuckles won't be worn out like that.

The only possibility is close hand-to-hand combat without boxing gloves at all, which is what we call black boxing!And you?Are you still in Cen County?What about Qin Yile, what did you find? "

"It's a villager in Chen Guanliang's village. We found him after we visited. He was the one who sent Chen Guanliang to the car that day. On the way, Chen Guanliang told him that he was going to fight and he could earn 10,000+ in a fight. He was afraid that his family would worry about it. , so I didn’t tell the truth, I just said that I went to work.”

"Have you found out how he was tricked?"

"No, that person just heard him mention it and didn't take it to heart at the time. I only remembered it when I asked."

"Then come back to me as soon as you finish the investigation. Don't think that you can get rid of this matter if you get something. I'll deal with you when you come back!"

The momentum over there suddenly faltered halfway, and he hung up the phone with an "oh".

Ying Aihua put down her cuffs calmly: "That makes sense. Chen Guanliang killed Sun Gang on the night of June 24th. He had been beaten and injured about 10 hours before, and he had not received treatment. The 10 yuan can be inferred. On June [-], he played the first game and won, so he got [-] yuan. On June [-], he continued to play the second game despite being injured and lost. So that night, I was tricked by Sun Gang to go home and plan to kill him, but I didn't expect to be killed by someone in the end."

Ying Cheng sucked his teeth and gave him a sideways look: "Did you see it long ago?"

"Ah."

He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood when he heard this calm and nonchalant "um", "So to put it bluntly, you just want to find a chance to beat me up."

"Ah."

"Aren't you afraid of delaying the case?"

"Ah."

"Also "um"! "If he wasn't half crippled now, he would have jumped up and killed people!

However, Ying Aihua just sat back on the sofa and enjoyed a sip of good tea, and said calmly: "Do you think the group of people I kept are for dry food? I checked it out earlier. Boxing is not something you can fight with strength alone, Cen The notice sent back from the county said that the deceased Chen Guanliang left his home in early May, and there was a month between when he lost in a boxing fight and was silenced, he must have gone to practice boxing, and this gang definitely needs a professional venue and equipment."

"Are they going to check the venue?"

He nods.Ying Cheng exhaled: "