"'Coco' is an online name. The girl's real name is Wang Jiake. She is twenty-five years old, just one year after graduating from graduate school, and is a music teacher at No. 33 Middle School. The photos and videos on the Internet are from her mobile phone.

'Cloud Disk' was first sent directly to an app called 'Little Grassland'. As far as we know, this is an application software with social functions. You can send pictures and videos. 'Little Grassland' will automatically send pictures to users.

Watermarked. Then someone took a screenshot, saved it, and forwarded it to other social media.”

Yu Yan brought two unfamiliar police officers to Yang's house and asked Yang Yifan for questioning.

The male policeman who spoke was in his thirties, with a stern face, and his facial features looked as if they had been frozen in the refrigerator. Except for his mouth, the rest of his face was completely motionless. His eyes were dark, and he looked at people with a mixture of sizing and caution, just like in an animation.

The black cat Sheriff who interrogates the mouse in the film.

Yang Yifan, who was treated like a rat, blew his newly made manicure indifferently: "What does it have to do with me? I don't know her."

The neighbors usually come into contact with policemen like Yu Yan and others from the police station - the policemen occasionally come over to mediate conflicts, look for a missing old man, etc. They become familiar with the elders and aunties in the courtyard, and sometimes they are detained by enthusiastic people.

, forcefully introduce the target - Yang Yifan is very uncomfortable with this attitude of treating people as suspects for investigation.

Yu Yan quickly came to the side to smooth things over: "These two are our superior leaders. This incident is under great pressure from public opinion, and we are also under great pressure. You said that this is a Chinese New Year, a good girl is gone, and there is no one left alive."

You never see a dead body...right? I spoke in a hurry, or my tone was not very good, please be considerate."

Sheriff Black Cat said coldly: "You two have added each other on WeChat and belong to the same active WeChat group. You said you don't know her?"

"Handsome guy, there are more than 400 people in that group, and an online community is also a community - do you know everyone in your neighborhood? Every passer-by who asks you how much a pound of cucumbers you just bought can tell you

Can you recite someone's family tree?" Yang Yifan shrugged, "Okay, then you are quite awesome."

Sheriff Black Cat almost gave her "airplane ears": "What's your attitude!"

Yang Yifan raised his elbows, rested them on the back of the sofa behind him, crossed his legs and replied: "Whatever your attitude is, I will have that attitude."

"No, no, no, no," Yu Yan separated the two of them and said to Yang Yifan, "Mr. Yang, we looked through the various social media used by this missing girl and found that she secretly saved a lot of photos you took. She just entered college.

I have followed your personal blog and excerpted a lot of what you said. I should be considered a small admirer of yours. Could you please recall it carefully..."

Uncle Yang interrupted: "Fanfan, please tell me properly. How worried should the family be if such a big girl is lost?"

Yang Yifan rolled his eyes, but still cooperated: "A friend of mine works as a purchasing agent, and I brought her a pair of shoes. I agreed to receive the goods and pay the balance, but I never paid and couldn't be contacted. On New Year's Day, they even stole my shoes.

Tu showed off her wealth in Moments and replied to a message, pretending to be dead when the final payment was mentioned. I only found out about this two days ago. Please check her financial situation."

Sheriff Black Cat asked: "Does this person often display high consumption that is not in line with her personal income level?"

"I don't know how much she earns," Yang Yifan said lazily, "I don't know what level of consumption is considered high, but the kind of people who spend hundreds of dollars on street stalls generally have no shame in messing around with us."

One sentence was like a thousand arrows shooting out, turning everyone around him into hedgehogs.

Yu Yan patted his chest and tried to lighten the atmosphere with a smile: "Fortunately, the state gives us uniforms to wear, otherwise I might be a man wearing a rag to work every day."

Sheriff Black Cat was unmoved and stared at Yang Yifan. He said, "I have another question. Where were you on the night of January 5th?"

The "Yanning Feast" that caused a stir of deletion of posts online was January 5th.

Yang Yifan's eyes turned cold.

Yu Yan quickly whispered to Sheriff Black Cat: "Team Miao, there is still an old man here. We will go out and talk later..."

Unexpectedly, the "old man" Uncle Yang didn't listen at all: "You Yu, what's going on?"

"We found a lot of photos in Wang Jiake's cloud drive," Sheriff Black Cat said, taking out a mobile phone from his arms and pulling out a few photos, "One of the photos captured a person, I think

Ms. Yang should know her?"

Those photos were taken of the dessert buffet area in the lobby. The lights were flashing and the people standing or walking around the table were all dressed up, creating a certain atmosphere of being well-dressed and reveling in wealth.

There was a person at the table who was getting juice. Maybe he sensed something. He looked back at the camera and revealed most of his face - it was Yang Yifan himself.

Sheriff Black Cat: "Are you familiar?"

Yang Yifan leaned back and folded his arms in front of his chest: "This is a charity party organized by a friend's company for the tenth anniversary of its establishment. Of course, charity is just a gimmick - but it's nothing, right? I left at ten o'clock that night. As for how many of them

We ordered snacks, and what activities were held afterward... They didn't invite me, so I don't know. Why, is it illegal to stand in a restaurant with clothes on and drink a glass of juice? Are there any other photos of me taken?"

Sheriff Black Cat said coldly: "Then we should invite you for a urine test."

"Ah..." Yang Yifan was stunned for a moment, then she pinched her eyebrows and laughed without seriousness at all, "Tsk, some people are so shameless."

"This matter is still under investigation. We will come to you again in the future. Please forgive me when the time comes." A small vein popped up on the Black Cat Sheriff's forehead, and he stood up suddenly, "In addition,

Ms. Yang, in order to make a fortune in the early days of your company, you made up many sensational stories and used them as real events to hype up a high-consumption lifestyle and attract attention, from which you earned huge advertising fees. Many people later followed suit. Are you?

As a trendsetter, I admire your market acumen and hype skills, but I also hope you can reflect on the negative social impact you have caused."

"Captain Miao, let's go slowly," Yang Yifan ignored him and stood up to see off the guests with a smile, "Your last name is really nice, it suits you very well."

She slammed the door shut and locked the policemen out. The painted smile on her face had not disappeared. When she turned around, she saw Lao Yang staring at her with an unkind expression.

Uncle Yang slammed the dog-beating stick on the floor: "Yang Yifan, what on earth is going on?"

"Can I get shot even while I'm lying down?" Yang Yifan waved his hand impatiently at him, "The netizens who can't be beaten have to be questioned by the police just because they went to the same party - I went to the company to work overtime.

.”

"Why are you working overtime?" Gang Leader Lao Yang said with a frosty look on his face, "Why did people say that to you just now? What are you busy with every day? Come back, Yang Yifan, and explain it to me clearly!"

"Ha," Yang Yifan put on his coat and laughed, "Just a small-time civil servant like this, who gets a salary of three melons and two dates a month, has no ability to make money, and still treats himself as a person. He feels unbalanced and hates the rich.

, he can’t stand any kind of life that he can’t afford and doesn’t deserve. How do I know what he means?”

"What are you talking about!" Old Uncle Yang's short white hair was so angry that she stood up straight, "I have told you before that there is a moderation in everything, and you must know when is enough! It's just your friends who compete with each other every day.

…”

"Isn't it right to rely on your own efforts to live the life you like?" Yang Yifan interrupted him impatiently, "I have never taught those little girls, 'You have to make yourself look beautiful and find ways to be rich in the future.

I dare say - I have never said such a thing in my life! I teach them to face up to their ambitions! If they like famous brands, they save money and save money; if they like lipstick, they do part-time jobs and do odd jobs to earn money to buy them.

What's wrong with this? Shouldn't young people work hard? Shouldn't they struggle? They are all as 'indifferent to fame and fortune' as you are. If you just take a little pension and eat steamed buns at home, society will be better?"

Old Uncle Yang: "A gentleman is poor..."

"Yes, a gentleman is poor, but a small talent is too poor." Yang Yifan pulled off his crocodile skin bag from the hanger without hesitation, "So if you are a waste, find a wall to reflect on, and stop looking at others for their greed."

Vanity, shameful!"

Uncle Yang: "Our family has been in the Beggar Clan for generations and has never asked for wealth. You have to do everything with a clear conscience."

"Grandpa," Yang Yifan stepped out of the door frame and suddenly turned around and said, "According to what you said, my dad is a gentleman who doesn't seek wealth and is 'poor'. Then why do you think he has evil intentions and still follow me?"

Did he break off the relationship?"

Lao Yang was speechless.

After Yang Yifan finished speaking, he sneered and turned around and left.

Lao Yang wanted to chase her out, but she was so angry that his chest and back felt numb. After a long pause, he sighed and walked slowly into the corridor. He happened to see Yang Yifan driving out his small sports car, "Buzz!"

With a sound, the dust flew away.

The world has changed too fast, with hustle and bustle and noisy words. The ideas that the old people have inherited from their youth have been repeatedly washed away by various trends of thought. Even Gang Leader Yang, who is holding a dog-beating stick, feels fear at this time.

. Sometimes he has a lot to say to young people, but as he gets older, he is slower than just punching and kicking. Often, before he can finish a sentence, these well-educated young people have already criticized him ten times like a machine gun, every time.

The words left him speechless, wondering if he was really wrong.

He stood in the corridor for a while, then slowly returned to the house, and called the key members of the Beggar Gang in Yanning one by one, asking them to help look for the missing girl named "Wang Jiake".

Gan Qing went back to open a shop on the third day of the Lunar New Year. She had nothing to do at home. Apart from whittling things with a small blade, this person had no other hobbies at all. She got tired of playing online for a while, so she had nothing to do but work hard - Explosion

A pot of fried cakes and a pot of crispy pork were served, and a range hood was almost exhausted. Almost all of them were delivered to the whole building, and there was still some leftover.

The floor was mopped twice a day. Sister Meizhen said that if she didn't find something to do, the floor would be scratched.

"Welcome." Gan Qing was entertaining guests. When he heard the door knocking, he said this without raising his head.

The person at the door hissed: "What the hell is this?"

The door of Star Dream was covered with small glue signs. The visitor was too tall and accidentally bumped into one.

Gan Qing raised his head and said, "Master Xiao Yu, are you purchasing on your behalf again?"

Yu Lanchuan ignored her, frowning and looking at the epoxy signs hanging at the door - it said Yishui's "Get Rich Overnight".

"Open the door and get rich, Mr. Xiao Yu, you are going to be very successful this year! I'll give you a 50% discount, pick one for ten yuan, and get good luck in the New Year." Gan Qing said with a smile, "Maybe some rich women will come after you.

, you don’t have to pay back the mortgage.”

"I can't fly even with a neighbor like you," Yu Lanchuan muttered, "Low..."

Before the word "vulgar" could be said, the other two customers in the store interrupted.

"Teacher Mengmeng, I want it!"

"I also want!"

“Who wouldn’t want to put gold leaf on their face?”

“In my dreams, I want to wear shoes and bags encrusted with gems…”

"Alas, this is all we can do. Poverty limits our imagination."

"After you suddenly become rich, you should stop coming to my shop." Gan Qing helped the two girls pack the epoxy brands and handed them over, "I'm going to lose you, babies."

The "babies" were elated after hearing such auspicious dream words: "If it really comes true, you will have to queue up in a long line. Teacher Mengmeng - the living god of wealth in the world...Teacher Mengmeng, why do I feel that I have finished my life?"

Have you become sweeter after the New Year?"

Gan Qing, who was cheating on the purchasing agent, smiled and said nothing, and chatted with the customers for a long time. It was so sweet that the two babies bought a lot of other things, and then left in a daze.

Gan Qing saw off the guests. She looked at the time and saw that it was almost o'clock for lunch. The Tianyi crayfish pot next door was already buzzing with activity. The smell seemed to have come in through the crack in the door. She casually said

Asked Yu Lanchuan: "What do you want, baby?"

Yu Lanchuan: "..."
Chapter completed!