104. The hard-earned bait. Under the leadership of Xue Haiqing, Yang Yi and him came to Fang Shuqin's home. The logistics director was obviously a little surprised, but he still warmly welcomed the two into the house. "Principal, what's the matter with your distinguished guest today?" Fang Shuqin was only in her early thirties at this time, but her face was no longer young. It must be quite hard to raise a child alone. After Jia Liping was transferred, she had to keep the secret of embezzling public funds. You can imagine the pressure. Yang Yi followed Xue Haiqing into the house, and then looked around at the decoration of the home. It was concise and simple. It was said that she spent all her money on her son, which was not a lie. "This little classmateseems a little familiar!" After Fang Shuqin asked the person to sit down in the room, she diligently made tea and water, looking back at Yang Yi from time to time. Almost everyone in No. 3 Middle School had heard about Yang Da's school meeting half a year ago. However, after all, Fang Shuqin was only in charge of logistics and was a bit unfamiliar with academic affairs and student work. And now more than half a year has passed, so I just felt like I had seen this person somewhere, but I couldn't remember any more specific information. "Oh, he was also a student of our school before. Xiao Fang, you may have met him at some time." Xue Haiqing chuckled twice: "Speaking of which, he is also the grandson of an old friend of mine. I don't know now. Why did you become interested in Su embroidery and come to me to ask for relevant information? I thought, Xiao Fang, isn’t your family specializing in this craft? " "Oh, there are still people who remember this! "Fang Shuqin cheered, and most of the doubts in her heart were eliminated, and she smiled and said: "Even I haven't touched this thing for many years. Why is he learning this?" "He doesn't plan to learn this. To learn about the relevant knowledge, it seems to be an extracurricular interest group or something. Just show him the old items from your home, the old handkerchief, the wallet, etc. " "Okay, principal, please sit down for a while! , I'll look for it, these old things are stored under the box, maybe I can find them out!" Fang Shuqin served tea and fruit to the two of them, and returned to the bedroom with a smile, she was very talkative. Seeing that things were developing according to the direction planned by the two of them, Yang Yi winked at Xue Haiqing and deliberately said in a low voice that Fang Shuqin could hear: "Grandpa Xue, let me wash my hands first. Our teacher said this Things are very precious now, and it won't be good if they get dirty by others. " "Yes, you go, the bathroom is right there!" Xue Haiqing responded repeatedly, and then shouted to the back room: " "Xiao Fang, I asked the child to go to the bathroom and wash his hands. He is afraid of dirtying your things!" In fact, Fang Shuqin heard what Yang said and felt that this child was very well-educated. The face was much more comfortable, so I just agreed without thinking about anything else. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The old man had explained the layout of this?room to him clearly when Yang Yi was discussing the plan with Xue Haiqing. Rather than turning around and entering the bathroom and toilet, he went directly into the kitchen further inside. This is also the plan set by the two in advance, with Xue Haiqing acting as cover and Yang Yi going in to collect evidence. Originally, according to the old man's intention, he wanted to get straight to the point with Fang Shuqin, hoping that this woman would take the initiative to confess. However, Yang Yi, who had already made up his mind to beat Jia Liping to death with a stick, did not dare to gamble on other people's conscience. If Fang Shuqin gritted his teeth and refused to admit those things, wouldn't it be just a mistake? Do you want to wait for the two sides to break up and then throw out the evidence of "What happened to the ledger in your rice vat?"? It's better to do it yourself from the beginning. What’s more, what if the account book is now placed elsewhere? That's why Yang Yicai insisted on doing it secretly. "Principal, I only have three handkerchiefs here, and I can't even find my wallet!" Fang Shuqin's voice came from afar, while Yang Yi was still looking up and down for her rice vat. In later reports, the newspaper only mentioned where the evidence was found, but there was no mention of where the rice vat was placed. Xue Haiqing was also a little anxious, but Yang Yi hadn't come out yet, so he had to try his best to delay it for a while: "Xiao Fang, can you look for it again? If you don't have your wallet, I'm afraid this information will be a bit thin. This child's class The teacher is so strict, I'm afraid he's going to criticize him. ""Oh, okay, I'll look for it again!" Fang Shuqin responded, giving Yang Yi a moment of breathing space, but it should have been. Mi Vang, whose target was obvious, was still missing. ??The clear light pours down from the window, waves of gentlenessThe ripples of the air make people feel warm, and the leaves of the exhaust fan rotate twice in succession with the flow of air, then stop, and the shadow of the fan blades on the ground is the same. It was almost noon, and occasionally one or two greetings came from outside. It was the owner of a small shop in the alley behind the campus calling his children. Everything that happened at this noon brought with it a bit of laziness unique to winter, but Yang Yi could not feel this leisure and laziness. The young detective who was transforming into Conan really felt like his heartbeat was accelerating. Where is the rice jar? It’s really weird! Could it be that this logistics director is some kind of goblin who likes to eat rosy food and drink dew? After looking around, the kitchen was obviously not big, but there was no trace of the rice vat. "If it weren't for later reports, this evidence was mentioned in three places before and after, and the hiding place of the evidence was clearly explained, I am afraid that Yang Yi would have doubted whether there was something wrong with his memory. "Oh, Principal Xue, I really can't find it. Look" Fang Shuqin's voice came for the second time, and Yang Yiyi became anxious for a while. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If the master discovers that his behavior seems suspicious, I am afraid it will arouse the suspicion of others! Even if he excused himself as washing his hands in the kitchen, it didn't take him so long! What were you doing in the kitchen for more than two minutes? “ If Fang Shuqin is reminded of something this time and transfers or destroys evidence, I’m afraid that even when the logistics system is reformed at the end of this year, this fire will not be able to burn Jia Liping. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? "So for all the slander and grievances Su Wan suffered, she endured and paid for it calmly and firmly, but he couldn't seek justice for her. What does this mean? Yang Yi's anxious eyes swept over the head again, and he looked under the most common stoves and sinks, but they were nowhere to be found. The lockers above and the cabinets near the door were also searched and found nothing. You wouldn’t put the rice you eat every day in the refrigerator! Yang Yi was confused and prepared to open the refrigerator door to take a look, but his eyes suddenly fell on a dark red plastic bucket on the stove. "I really can't find it, there are only these few handkerchiefs! I'm so sorry, principal Hey, that little classmate hasn't washed it yet?" He quickly stepped forward and opened the cover, and Yang Yi's eyes were filled with bright white eyes. The rice grains in my eyes blurred, and my heartbeat skipped several beats. Sure enough, I was here! It’s really dark under the lamp! It was obviously in the most conspicuous place, but Yang Yi ignored it several times. He originally thought it was just a thing for collecting water and washing vegetables, but he didn't expect that Fang Shuqin put a bucket of rice where he could see it at first glance. position. I reached out and dug into the rice bucket, only to find that because this kind of plastic bucket was much thinner and deeper than the ordinary clay pots used to hold rice, my hand couldn't reach the bottom for a while. But at this time, Yang Yi didn't care about anything else and used all his strength to dig down. "Principal Xue, which child is he?" Fang Shuqin's voice was already a little more doubtful, and Xue Haiqing had been teaching all his life, and if he had to lie in front of others, there were some words that he really couldn't say. She could only vaguely say: "Go to the bathroom, come as soon as you can." Fang Shuqin hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't sit still, so she walked to the bathroom to take a look, only to find that a light aluminum alloy door It was open and there was no one inside at all. Then I heard a rustling sound coming from the kitchen, like something was stealing rice! rice! Fang Shuqin thought of something and could no longer maintain her reserve. She rushed into the kitchen with a changed expression. When she stood at the door, what she saw was a picture that made her feel like the sky was falling. The student who followed Xue Haiqing in and kept saying he wanted to observe Suzhou embroidery actually brought out a palm-sized kraft paper-covered booklet from his rice bucket. A spinning feeling came over her, and Fang Shuqin suddenly softened to the point of leaning against the doorframe. … There was no wind in the sunny afternoon. Jia Liping was sitting at the door of the dormitory of Yueyan Town Primary School, holding a cup of tea and basking in the sun. The sound of barking dogs occasionally came from outside the wall, giving him the warmth of a farmhouse. His mood was neither good nor bad. This time I made my own decision and agreed to the bosses' backstory to frame Siyue and disrupt the situation at the New Year's Book Fair. Jia Liping was about to achieve great success, but in the end he fell short on a few pieces of white paper. This made Jia Liping feel sulky and couldn't find a place to vent his anger. The chess piece he chose, Gao Dexi, is still in the detention center. It is said that Siyue has filed a lawsuit for damaging business reputation and defamation. ??But the luckiest thing in misfortune is that after I shamelessly went to Xi Hongjun again, although the brother-in-law was so angry that he slammed the table, he finally came forward to use his connections, plus the frame-up plan at the beginning The group of people in Yue are also active in a lot of channels. With the news that came this morning, Siyue is probably going to hold his nose and suffer this loss. Speaking of which, Siyue didn’t lose anything, it was just that she couldn’t swallow it after being raped. But speaking of being unable to hold his breath, Jia Liping felt that he was the one who couldn't hold his breath. Why was it that every time that boy could survive the crisis, but he was sent from a key junior high school in the city to a small town primary school in the outer suburbs! Damn it, let’s see how long this kid’s luck lasts! There will always be a day when I step on you! Jia Liping took a sip of tea and angrily spit out a few old tea leaves, creating miniature craters on the dry sand. It was then that I felt that my body and mind seemed to feel a little happier, as if the unwillingness in my chest had been sorted out with this sip of tea leaves, and my whole person felt a little more relaxed. On the sunny playground, Jia Liping was slowly sitting down on a recliner, his eyes narrowed. If he were turned over, he would look like a thousand-year-old bastard who has become a spirit. And where he once dominated, in the proud campus of No. 3 Middle School, there was a boy holding a pamphlet and sneering in the cool sunshine, his eyes not even falling on Fang Shuqin, whose eyes were already dull. body, but traveled through many layers of time and space, locked in a certain direction. A confident attitude is like that of a weathered fisherman. It’s just that this time, a certain fisherman probably wanted to change his taste and go catch an old turtle. 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