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What's more, in addition to the crisis of the collapse of the human setting, there is also the incident of Deng Yihan's death.

Although both Jiang Zhuo and Huo Yan said that Chen Jinfei was just a little bit of Deng Yihan's resentment, and it would naturally dissipate after the case came to light, but Chen Jinfei didn't feel relieved at all.

——These two people obviously despise his behavior, who knows if what they said is true or not!Maybe it was because he was afraid of trouble and didn't want to save him at all.

Based on the above reasons, he has always been a little out of his mind, and he doesn't pay much attention to things like his mother's bullying in the street.

But Luo Yang was different. Standing beside him, feeling the people around him pointing and pointing, he felt his face was burning hot.

From the time he was in the office just now, he felt like a poor guy who was pushed out by Wang Congmin, showing all his inferiority complex and scars in front of people.Maybe my aunt's original intention was to vent his anger on him, but he didn't want this way.

The eyes of all kinds are concentrated here, and now everyone standing next to him knows that he is the one who is hated by his classmates and even locked in the toilet as a prank.

Before that, Luo Yang had always been afraid of Wang Congmin. His parents were not around. He grew up with this aunt and regarded her as an absolute authority. I've had enough of all this!

Wang Congmin fought with Chen's mother a few times, but at this time they had already been pulled away by other people, and their mouths were still fierce. Luo Yang went to pull her and said, "Auntie, stop arguing."

Wang Congmin said: "Go away!"

Luo Yang yelled violently: "I told you to stop arguing!"

Chen's mother said as if she found some evidence: "Look at how rude this kid is, yelling at his elders. If you still say he is honest, I know there must be problems with both parties. Otherwise, why would the students disagree?" like him……"

Luo Yang yelled loudly: "All the students don't like me!"

I don't know what Chen's mother or Wang Congmin said again, as if scolding him, Luo Yang didn't want to hear a word, and yelled over and over again regardless: "The students don't like me! They don't! They don't! They don't!"

His voice became louder and louder, completely frightening Mother Chen, even Wang Congmin was speechless, and the surrounding fell into silence.

Luo Yang blushed before he stopped, panting heavily like a fighting cock, and glared at Chen's mother.Chen's mother felt that the child's eyes were very fierce, as if he was going to strangle her to death, so she backed away in fright, not daring to say anything more.

Wang Congmin was a little surprised and a little flustered: "Yangyang, you..."

Luo Yang ignored her, sneered like a victorious hero, and walked out of the crowd. Some people were still looking at him, but he stared back at him coldly, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

However, Jiang Zhuo and the others didn't pay any more attention to these follow-ups, because Li Damu probably didn't expect that someone could reveal his whereabouts, and he didn't take any precautions at all.The police went to the garage where he worked to investigate, and it happened that Li Damu had a dispute with a customer. He saw a large burn wound on the left side of the man's face, so he took it down on the spot.

Jiang Zhuo's voice was a little hoarse, so he didn't go there, and sat in the monitoring room to watch Li Damu being interrogated.

Although Yun Suchuan's supervisory office does not belong to the same system as the special case team, they are all brothers and sisters when they meet, so he can be regarded as half of his own, so he just stays here openly and watches together.

In fact, Li Damu's appearance is really not ugly, at least he has good facial features, maybe he came out as the boss after all, he looks quite calm when he sits there, but the big burn on his face is very ferocious , looked a little scary.

The person who questioned him was Zhao Huanzhang, who was considered to be Yun Suchuan's younger brother. He flipped through the notebook in his hand, and after confirming Li Damu's basic situation, he asked again:

"Li Damu, eight months ago, in the Central Park next to Xinqu Street, a boy named Deng Yihan was kidnapped by your subordinates in the second year of junior high school. Later, he was killed and thrown away. Did you do it?"

Li Damu said indifferently: "Too many people were killed, I can't remember clearly. You say yes, I was arrested anyway."

Zhao Huanzhang was already very contemptuous of him attacking such a young child. Seeing that the other party didn't speak human words, he patted the table and warned coldly: "I advise you to be honest, don't play tricks here."

After receiving this warning, instead of being angry, Li Damu licked his lower lip and said with a smile:

"Young man, you already know that I have no family and no job, I killed many people, and my life was for nothing. No matter how I live, I have made money. It is impossible for you to arrest me. Let go, why should I be honest? There is nothing to be honest about."

Jiang Zhuo and Yun Suchuan saw this scene on the surveillance video, and they felt that this Li Damu was really difficult to deal with. The most important thing was that he had nothing to fear at all, and he knew that he could not be sentenced lightly, so he was so arrogant .

Yun Suchuan said: "My junior brother is really innocent, kind, innocent and cute... Oh, although I'm not as cute as you, but if I keep asking this question, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get a result."

Jiang Zhuo glanced at him, and said angrily: "You can say it. You are vicious, insidious, cunning, and obscene. You can go or not."

Yun Suchuan rubbed his chin, and said slowly, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, I don't seem to be getting paid here, am I?"

Jiang Zhuo said: "I'm sorry, but I took it. And let me remind you, you drank my leftover half cup of coffee just now, and now you put your hand on my shoulder without permission. There is no money for these, and it's just for today's portion." .yesterday……"

"Okay, okay, you are quite clever when you calculate these immoral accounts, from now on, don't praise me for being sinister every day." Yun Suchuan rolled up his sleeves and said viciously, "I'll go right away."

Zhao Huanzhang also knew that his senior brother was a good hand no matter whether he was eloquent or pretentious. After a few times of arguing just now, he already hated Li Damu, who was cruel by nature and had no remorse. Backing up, he happily gave up his position.

Yun Suchuan sat down, and Li Damu looked him up and down with great interest, probably because he thought that the rich man's style on this man was very interesting, so he played with it: "It's another one."

Yun Suchuan didn't answer this question, but first slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it and took a puff, then dusted it between his fingers, with a skilled posture.

He didn't smoke at first, but after he became a mandrill, he discovered a benefit, that is, he won't be addicted to most things after living to this level.

Li Damu was also a little hooked, and asked, "Can you give me one?"

He is an old fritter, and he has been interrogated several times before. When he made this request, he would never be rejected, but when he stretched out his hand, he heard Yun Suchuan say: "No."

He tapped the table with a pen in the other hand, and made a crisp sound: "Mr. Li, you have wasted more than ten minutes of our time by sitting here, and you didn't even say a fart, and you still want to smoke, what the hell do you want?" face?"

Li Damu: "???"

No, why is this little policeman more like a hooligan than him?

He was stunned at the time, but soon came back to his senses, retracted his hand indifferently, and said with a sneer: "You are quite interesting, funny, and fun."

"Shut up." Yun Suchuan tapped the cigarette ash again, pushed a photo over, and said casually, "I'll ask you again, answer directly, did you kill the boy named Deng Yihan in the photo? "

Huo Yan was also in the monitoring room, he was very curious about how Yun Suchuan would compete with Li Damu, he was watching intently, when Jiang Zhuo beside him suddenly froze the page, zoomed in on a piece, and leaned forward to look at it.

Huo Yan said: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Jiang Zhuo said: "Look at the white patch on Li Damu's shoulder, does it look like a milk stain?"

Huo Yan followed him to watch, and found that Jiang Zhuo observed carefully. After zooming in, it was indeed very similar.

He said: "It seems to be. But what does the milk stain represent? Li Damu has a child? This is not necessarily the case, and it may be that he accidentally touched it."

Jiang Zhuo smiled: "He is a car repairman. It is normal to rub the oil on the car and the dirt. How could he touch the milk stain and leave it on the shoulder? I think there may be something wrong with it. "

While talking, he sent a text message to Yun Suchuan, saying, "It's a clue anyway, I'll tell Suchuan, he knows how to test it out."

The reason why he didn’t send text messages to WeChat is because Yun Suchuan didn’t have the habit of looking at his phone while doing other things, but Jiang Zhuo’s notification ringtone was different from other people’s. He glanced at Li Damu's shoulder with vigor.

Regarding his question, Li Damu still used the old saying just now, claiming to have killed too many people, he forgot which one was Deng Yihan, and didn't bother to think about it.

Yun Suchuan said slowly: "Your attitude is so arrogant now. It's nothing more than barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. I feel that if the matter is exposed, it's dead anyway, so I want to add trouble to us. I appreciate your fearless spirit."

Li Damu looked unmoved, and smiled at him calmly, as if mocking the incompetence and ignorance of the police.

Yun Suchuan also laughed, and he had already thought of an excuse during this meal: "However, you have countless criminal records, and you managed to escape from the fire scene with great difficulty. You can run farther, why do you still stay in this city? What? I believe that there must be some kind of concern for you here. If you guessed correctly, you should have other relatives in this world, right?"

Li Damu's face changed, Yun Suchuan's smile also disappeared, and his tone turned cold: "If we can find you, we can also find your relatives. I won't care about it at that time, but the news will spread." , you can kill, and there must be relatives of the victim who want to take revenge at all costs."

He Shi Shiran said: "Think clearly, Li Damu."

There was no particularly important reason for Li Damu's refusal to cooperate just now, it was just playing tricks, but he didn't expect that Jiang Zhuo had discovered the fatal spot, and Yun Suchuan's interrogation was very skillful. Next, he quickly succumbed.

Jiang Zhuo and the others had been guessing why Li Damu wanted to kill Deng Yihan before, but they didn't expect that the other party's reason was very simple, just to vent their anger.

"...In the end, I still have a lot of debts that have been released, but the place was burned by someone. It's a damn shame." Li Damu said fiercely, "When I escaped from the fire, I wanted to , God saved my life from being burned to death, and it was for me to take revenge on that grandson who set fire to it, but I didn’t expect that idiot to burn himself to death.”

He said: "But he's dead. And those who took money from me, hmph, don't know how happy they are not having to pay back their debts. Then I'll send them to the King of Hades and let them have fun again!"

Yun Suchuan recalled what Jiang Zhuo had said before, and asked, "Look at this photo again, are you sure Deng Yihan borrowed money from you?"

After what happened just now, Li Damu was a little afraid of him. Although this fear did not appear on the surface, he still obeyed Yun Suchuan's words, picked up the photo and looked at it, and then put it down.

"The man was arrested by Zhang Yong and the others. I really don't remember it. Maybe it was a mistake."

Li Damu twirled his fingers, and said nonchalantly: "Who still looks at the face when killing someone? I'm just venting my anger."

Yun Suchuan was noncommittal, and asked again: "Then do you know why Zhang Yong is crazy?"

Li Damu was startled: "Is he crazy?"

Yun Suchuan asked back: "Otherwise?"

Li Damu is also a cunning person. He rolled his eyes and finally understood why he was caught by the police so quickly. He couldn't help cursing: "Fuck, it turned out to be him. I thought he was dead. Who the hell I know why that bastard Zhang Yong is crazy!"

Yun Suchuan has asked all the questions he wants to ask. Anyway, the other party has already opened his mouth. The other murder cases on Li Damu can be handed over to others for trial. He knocked the notebook in his hand on the table and stood up. , nodded and said: "That's fine, thank you for your cooperation, that's it."

As Yun Suchuan said, he took out the pack of cigarettes from his pocket, threw it on Li Damu, turned around and walked outside the interrogation room.

Li Damu's addiction to cigarettes was already too bad. When he looked at the trademark on the box, he found that the cigarettes were still wrapped, so he quickly grabbed them and reached out to take them out.

After a while, he angrily threw the cigarette case in the direction Yun Suchuan left, and cursed: "Fuck you, you bastard dare to give me an empty case!"

The bastard Yun Suchuan played tricks on him once, but he was quite happy, and returned to the monitoring room whistling.It was already dark outside, and the truth seemed to have been pieced together until the matter was asked, and it was only waiting for the final arrangement.

Several people discussed the case for a while, and after eating takeaway together, they each went home.

Jiang Zhuo came out of the gate of the special case team, and seeing Yun Suchuan following him, he turned around and asked, "You didn't drive?"

Yun Suchuan chewed a piece of gum and said, "The driver brought him over after finishing his work around here, and then I let him go."

Jiang Zhuo said: "Okay, for the sake of your excellent performance today, I will be the driver for Shaodong Yun."

Yun Suchuan said: "You are welcome. I also marry a chicken as a chicken, and a dog as a dog. You said before that you would marry me. I want to save face for Brother Jiang."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, and the surrounding wind blew up, which seemed to mean thunderstorms.

Jiang Zhuo gave a "tsk" and said: "Look, I was condemned by God."

His car got stuck in a mud hole on the side of the road before and was scrapped. He just bought a two-door trot a few days ago, and he hasn't driven it a few times. He got into the car while talking, and sat in the driver's seat facing Yunsu Chuan said: "Come on, lady, I will take you home today."

Yun Suchuan couldn't help laughing out loud, shook his head and was about to get up from the co-pilot's side, his eyes suddenly turned inadvertently, and he said in surprise, "Hey, look, what's the name of that brat? ... Ah yes , isn't that Luo Yang?"

Jiang Zhuo followed his gaze, and sure enough, he saw a thin figure on the opposite side of the road walking hard against the wind, and the light came from behind the window on the street, which happened to illuminate his face. I really can't see people clearly.

He said, "Why did he come out by himself at night?"

Yun Suchuan pushed Jiang Zhuo's half-open car door back, and said, "Don't get down, I'll go over and have a look."

The rain in summer always comes as soon as it is said, and at this time there are already bean-sized raindrops falling, Yun Suchuan quickly ran to the other side of the road, Jiang Zhuo saw him pulling Luo Yang under a gatehouse and said a few words , the two of them ran towards the car together.

Yun Suchuan pushed Luo Yang into the back seat first, and got into the co-pilot himself.

Luo Yang obviously didn't expect to meet them after half a day, so he stretched the corner of his wet clothes a little awkwardly, and dared to sit on the side of the back seat, calling out "Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Zhuo turned his head and said, "Why are you here, where is Mr. Wang?"

Luo Yang picked his fingers and said, "I had a quarrel with her and ran away from home. I don't know where she is."

Jiang Zhuo called Wang Congmin, but Luo Yang didn't stop him. After the call was connected, there were noisy sounds of wind and rain, probably because Wang Congmin ran out to find Luo Yang.

Her life this day was really exciting and rich. From confronting her colleagues and students in the morning, to the reversal of the situation, she was taken to the police station as a suspect, and she ran into Chen's mother again when she went out, and the two fought each other again. It developed to a big fight, and when I went home, I was exhausted physically and mentally, almost as tired as a dog.

After finally staying up late at night, Luo Yang, who is usually silent and honest, actually played a game for her to run away from home!

After hearing Jiang Zhuo's call, Wang Congmin was furious and said angrily, "If he doesn't want to come back, then let him not come back!"

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone with a "snap".

Jiang Zhuo put down his phone, looked at the heavy rain outside, and said to Luo Yang, "Otherwise, you should go to my house to stay for the night first."

In the past two days, Aunt Jiao's grandson had a fever, so Jiang Zhuo sent her home.When the old aunt was about to leave, she was worried, and mixed the noodles with vegetable juice, and made him a refrigerator full of colorful dumplings.

Jiang Zhuo first took Yunsuchuan back to Jingyue Mountain Villa along the way, and led Luo Yang back to Jiang's old house. When he entered, there was no one at home, but the big empty house didn't look deserted at all.

The fabric sofa in the hall was large in size and had a wide viewing angle. It was the first to say hello, "Little Spoon, you're back!"

Its voice was thick and resonant, and when it shouted like this, it immediately aroused the support of all parties, and the objects all shouted: "Little Spoon, you're back—"

This formation is simply like the emperor ascending the throne.

In order to be able to survive, since Jiang Zhuo had this special function, he checked all the things in the house, and put all the talking ones in the hall.

For them, Jiang Zhuo is the only little master in their lives. He is not at home, and sometimes he doesn't even have to turn on the lights. Everyone will feel very bored, so they are all excited at the moment.

Jiang Zhuo is also used to it these days, without changing his face, he nodded slightly as a signal, then turned his head and said to Luo Yang behind him, "Come in."

The coffee table said: "Look quickly, the master has brought back a child!"

The TV immediately yelled out of fear of chaos: "Bastard! Bastard!"

The ceiling saw the most clearly, and cursed: "You mentally retarded, this child is already fifteen or sixteen years old, how could Little Spoon give birth to such a big baby!"

Jiang Zhuo: "..."

From now on, he will beat anyone who tells him the phrase "things are like their masters".

His "illegitimate son" Luo Yang stood at the door of Jiang Zhuo's house, already stunned.When he was in the class, he also heard his classmates talking about Mr. Guo Jiang's family background, but the big house in front of him was still beyond his imagination.Looking down at the muddy shoes, Luo Yang didn't dare to take a step for a moment, but was dragged in by Jiang Zhuo.

Before getting into the car just now, his clothes were already wet. Jiang Zhuo found out his own clothes and handed them to Luo Yang, asking, "Have you eaten yet?"

Luo Yang subconsciously said no, and quickly said: "Teacher, don't bother me, I'm not hungry."

He has an introverted and shy personality, and Jiang Zhuo is not a talkative person. Although the two have been together for a long time, there is only an indifferent teacher-student relationship between them. Jiang Zhuo is noncommittal: "You change your clothes first. Bar."

He can't cook, but he still knows how to cook. He went to the kitchen to get some colorful dumplings, and brought them out with a cup of hot milk for Luo Yang to eat.

The audience in the live broadcast room have never seen Jiang Zhuo like this, and they even watch him cook with gusto:

[My mother's anchor is so virtuous!He he he can cook!I don't care if my husband is excellent. 】

[Rounding up and down, treat it as a small dumpling and I ate it. 】

[I bet, Brother Chuan will die of envy if he hears that the anchor cooks food for others tomorrow. 】

[I was looking forward to that scene a little bit, does anyone tell him 233333. 】

As the barrage gradually increased, the APP system prompt sounded again:

[Tick!After testing, the anchor's aura today has been certified by more than 50% of the audience, and conforms to the "cute and warm man" model. 】

【In order to enhance the effect of the live broadcast, now open the soft and cute special effects exclusive to you! 】

Jiang Zhuo: "...don't."

The special effects have been turned on, as if the flow of the surrounding air has slowed down. The original bright lighting tone gradually warmed up, and some orange was faintly mixed in. In the big house that seemed a little empty and deserted, there seemed to be a secret "" The atmosphere of "home" makes people feel soft in their hearts.

Jiang Zhuozai sighed secretly, took out his phone to look, and found that everyone in the barrage was screaming "so cute" and "Awei is dead".

Due to the experience of the special effects of the domineering president last time, he immediately realized what happened. He clicked on the post-production special effects column to search, and found that a pair of cat ears had been poked on his head.

The fans were all screaming "Ahh", Jiang Zhuo stared at himself for two seconds, and exited the APP interface as quickly as possible.

It was windy and windy outside, and thunder and lightning made the room feel warm and comfortable. Luo Yang ate delicious dumplings and wore dry clothes that were very comfortable, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.