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In Tang Xiaoyun's diary, there are poetic and picturesque feelings that all women will have, and there are also some sentimental feelings that few people can understand. For those occasional sad and happy, in my eyes are very normal things.
Among all the diaries, the only one I can remember is the record about the car accident on the expressway around the city.
When this diary was connected with what I heard at the door of Guo Dong's house, it made me feel uneasy. Could it be that behind He Peng's death, there are indeed some ulterior secrets hidden?
It has been so long since the car accident, and the accident appraisal has already been completed. He Peng died in an accidental car accident, which seems to be an irreversible conclusion.
I leaned on the sofa in Tang Xiaoyun's house and smoked several cigarettes in a row. I felt a little nervous for a while, and my head was a little blank. I didn't know what to do next?
This kind of conjecture, which has no evidence and no certainty, cannot be said to everyone. This kind of helplessness makes people feel extremely depressed.
After I came out of Tang Xiaoyun's house, I thought about it and found that I could only talk to Lao Han first. He takes black and white, knows more about the rules of the world than I do, so there should be a good way.
After leaving the community, he called Lao Han, and he showed that he was on the phone. After I hung up the phone and walked a few steps, Lao Han came back.
"What's the matter? I just met a girl on WeChat, and the phone conversation was lively, and you started to make trouble again!" Lao Han complained angrily to me on the phone, sounding extremely reluctant.
"How many girls are in their 40s this year?" I laughed here, in Lao Han's eyes, as long as a woman is not as old as him, she is a lovely girl.
"It's less than thirty, you can't understand the charm!" Lao Han explained it, and then hurriedly asked: "I'm telling you so much for wool, tell me what you are calling, if it's okay, I'll hang up first ah!"
"Don't worry, something has happened!"
"If you have something to do, come back and say, I'm counting the stars on the top of the building!" Lao Han hurriedly hung up the phone after speaking, seeing how he cherishes time, he probably wants to meet his sister tonight.
With Lao Han's ability and means, perhaps all the arrogant women can be dealt with with only a handful of money and thirty minutes.
Originally, I planned to ask Lao Han out and find a quiet place where I could chat. But it was really inappropriate for such a busy person to listen to my orders, so I let go of my legs and jogged towards the inn.
On this mild night, the gentle wind in my ears blows backwards. I pass by street trees of different sizes, pass by all the unique landscapes and lights, pass by slim night runners, pretending to be a man like the wind, quiet handsome man.
I arrived at the inn soon, and Xiao Diwo and Xiao Huya ordered takeaway. When they asked me if I wanted to eat, I realized that I hadn't eaten until now.
I held back my hunger and shook my head. According to my appetite, it wouldn't work even after finishing the takeaway they ordered. Besides, I am eager to talk to Lao Han, so I am not in the mood to eat yet.
When he rushed to the top of the building in a hurry, Lao Han was holding a box of Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles, leaning against the parapet wall and sucking. He stared at the screen of the phone with one eye, and scanned me upstairs with the other. His expression split into two made me feel sad for a while.
"Do you want to eat it or not?" Lao Han asked me, pointing to Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles.
"I'm hungry!"
"Don't worry, I'll leave the soup for you to drink!" Lao Han said as he held the bowl firmly, the sound of eating noodles was deafening, obviously trying to seduce me.
"I'm just wondering. It stands to reason that you should be at least a multi-millionaire. Why do you eat instant noodles that cost four yuan a piece?" I said something puzzled, and then sat lazily on an old on the TV platform.
"It's called remembering hardships and thinking about sweetness. You don't understand. People can't forget their roots, and they can't forget the hardships and hardships of the early years. They must always remember their beliefs. This kind of quality is the most lacking in the current society. If an official can have With my enlightenment, I will not be investigated and shuanggui; business people can travel farther if they don¡¯t forget the way they came; each of us must not forget the past and history, am I right?¡± Old Han is coming When he asked me a question, it was obviously to make me applaud his argument.
"What you said is absolutely right, but what did you do? When you're full, you only know how to shake your WeChat. Why are you still talking about not forgetting your roots?" I sat down and teased Lao Han.
Lao Han flicked his hair, and said in an unusually cool manner: "Your child doesn't understand, is it wrong for my brother to dedicate his youth for the sake of social stability and stability? If it weren't for me, how many women can't find true love? I'm also pulling gdp, okay? good?"
?He was obviously making unreasonable words, but I just couldn't find a gap to refute Old Han. this man?If shamelessness reaches a certain level, God will have nothing to do with him.
"I'm not talking nonsense with you, I'm looking for you for a serious business!" I said, getting up from the TV platform, and approaching Lao Han.
"What?" Lao Han put down the instant noodles and became serious.
"I deduced from the clues that He Peng was not killed in an ordinary car accident, but a murder directed by someone!" When I said this in front of Lao Han, even I felt my heart tighten.
"Why do you say that? It's been so long!" Old Han obviously didn't believe it was true.
"In the afternoon, Li Xin and I went to look for Guo Dong. When we left, the truck driver who hit the He Peng Land Rover on the expressway around the city entered Guo Dong's house. They were cautious and seemed to have some secrets!"
"You mean, this matter has something to do with Guo Dong?"
"During the tomb-sweeping on Ching Ming Festival, I saw Mr. Gao and Wu Yi and Guodong from the decoration company who had been working before also come to visit He Peng's grave. I can understand Mr. Gao's appearance, as he misses the old employees. But Wu Yihe Guo Dong basically doesn't have much contact with He Peng, so their appearance is a bit intriguing!"
I spoke out what was in my heart, and Lao Han also fell into silence.
After a long time, he said: "When I was a carpenter for your company, I had contact with He Peng several times. He is a good man. If there is something tricky about He Peng's death, then the entry point to investigate is It can only be two truck drivers!"
"How can I be invisible?" I said to myself, this is indeed a difficult problem.
"It's obviously unreliable for you to come out on your own. I think Man Tianfei and Baldy should be able to help you solve this matter. The hobbies of truck drivers are probably not much different. Man Tianfei and Baldy are familiar with the sex scene in the city. Leave this matter to them. You can rest assured!"
Lao Han's suggestion is really good. The bald man can handle this matter beautifully without flying all over the sky. In fact, some things are not necessarily settled by money. Many times, a little trick can achieve great things.
Standing on the top of the building and calling the bald man, the man pretended to be flattered, and when he heard that I wanted to ask him for help, he sneezed three times in a row. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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