Several people present gathered around the table, staring at the small notebook with their three eyes. For half a minute, no one said a word, and they thought to themselves: "What kind of cancer is happening in your mother's brain?"

After a while, Gan Qing gently asked: "It was you... Mom told you to take revenge?"

Quietly nodded hesitantly at first, then shook his head.

Yu Lanchuan: "Is that so?"

Gan Qing raised his hand to hold him down, thought for a moment, and then asked quietly: "Your Qing Gong is pretty good, who did you practice it with?"

Write quietly: My mother.

As if she didn't know where to start, she paused for a long time, then gestured to Yan Hao in sign language. Yan Hao's sign language may not have passed the eighth level. The two gestured for a while, stared at each other for a while, and even signed again.

The brain waves communicated silently for a long time, leaving outsiders confused.

Yan Hao then scratched his hair, forced himself to speak, and said "Miaomiao": "Then... let me say it for her... She said that when something happened thirty years ago, several senior members of the Beggar Clan were...

After being dragged and drunk by Yang Ping, Yang Ping sent people to go door-to-door to inform her. It was at this time that the ambush gang took the opportunity to kidnap people... Her uncle was one of the informants."

He made two gestures quietly.

Yan Hao: "Oh, she said that her mother came from a poor background and was raised by her eldest brother since she was a child. The brother and sister have always depended on each other."

Gan Qing: "Sister Meizhen told me that Yang Ping colluded with the Foot Gang, and the messenger was actually opening the way for the kidnappers..."

He waved his hands quietly.

Gan Qing: "What?"

Yan Hao stammered and explained: "No, no, she whispered that her eldest uncle had a very good relationship with several elders, and he and her grandfather were fellow disciples. It was only the next day that he found out what happened the night before. Then

This time he left after delivering the letter. Because it was too late, he didn't even enter the house, so he just said a few words at the door."

Thirty years ago, kidnappers from the Xingjiao Gang quietly entered the homes of several key members of the Beggar Gang through a certain method and kidnapped people.

Several key members of the family did not do business, and the door was not always open. Even in the middle of the night, they still had to be vigilant. Therefore, from Zhang Meizhen to Gan Qing and Yu Lanchuan, they all agreed that the reason why the kidnappers of the Xingjiao Gang were able to succeed was because of Yang Ping.

Colluding secretly with them, taking advantage of the victim's family's trust in the informant, to deceive the door into the door, and then conduct a sneak attack.

"According to your statement, the messenger is innocent?" Yu Lanchuan said, "In that case, Yang Ping is also innocent. Why did you kill him?"

The quiet and clear little face showed the resentment like a vengeful female ghost. This little girl was born with a pitiful girlish face, so her face changed so quickly and the contrast was so great that it was particularly shocking to look at it, like a girl under the skin.

A scary doll covered in darkness.

"Yang Ping is not Wu..." She wrote in the notebook, and the handwriting was like a sharp knife carved on a stone tablet. She couldn't write the word "Gu" for a long time, and the words became darker and darker as she traced them. It was as if she couldn't control her hands.

, painted a big black circle on the notebook, so that people could tell at a glance that she was wishing Yang Ping an early ascension to bliss.

"Don't be anxious and speak slowly." Gan Qing thought for a moment. "Such a big thing happened to the Beggar Clan at that time. It must be thoroughly investigated. Let's look at this matter from the beginning - your grandfather and the others were called away by Yang Ping.

The messenger was sent by Yang Ping. I don’t know what other people think. Anyway, if I had been there that year, I would have thought it was such a coincidence. Yang Ping was very suspicious, but the Beggar Clan didn’t suspect anything.”

Yan Haoti whispered: "Because Yang Ping stood up with tears in her eyes at the first time, saying that she had to set up the game that day and killed so many people, and those few informants were like her uncle, who usually

He has a good reputation as a character and is very close to the victim, so it is impossible for him to betray him at the same time."

When outsiders come up with conspiracy theories, they tend to be well-informed - for example, Zhang Meizhen has a complete set of speculations. However, if one or two key links are not established, the conspiracy will become papery and thin.

Just as Yu Lanchuan said, if the messenger is not suspicious, then Yang Ping has indirectly cleared himself - he just saved a game, and several loyal and courageous friends saved it with him. What can he do?

What's the problem?

Everything that happened after that was definitely an unfortunate coincidence.

I quietly calmed down for a moment and wrote: My uncle said "he used me" several times. He left a letter for my mother and asked her to send it to my grandfather. After reading it, my grandfather rushed home with her.

I went there and found that my uncle had hanged himself. Later, my mother and my father were sent to the countryside by my grandfather.

Two young people with broken families naturally came together in a strange environment.

However, the other young people were in love for the first time and shared their youthful heartbeats with each other. The two of them were dependent on each other and shared their inseparable blood feud.

I wrote quietly: Later, when I was born, I was born unable to speak. My parents discussed how to live a good life and could not go on like this. One of them left one to take care of me while the other continued to investigate. I saw my dad

In the letter he wrote to my mother, he said that he had nothing left but this family. It must be retribution for me to be like this. They agreed for three years, and they would come back and live a good life after three years. No matter what happened to the previous generation.

, let it pass, but...

But, he didn't come back.

Gan Qing leaned back in his chair: "I have an observation, I don't know if it's right or not."

Yu Lanchuan immediately turned to look at her: "Huh?"

Gan Qing was silent for a moment, then waved his hand while hesitating to speak: "It's nothing."

She thought that some unlucky people who had a particularly rough fate had better reflect on themselves and stop lamenting the present and looking forward to the future. Haven't these people noticed? People like them, every time they say "I

There is nothing left, only..." This sentence pattern is about to lose the thing after "only".

Under the abyss, or in the abyss, is there any lower limit to the fate of ants?

Gan Qing rolled his eyes and smiled quietly: "Go on."

I wrote quietly: There is no news from my dad day by day, and my mom is getting worse and worse. Every time she talks to me, she takes a deep breath, puts on a smile, and then deliberately lowers her voice. Damn it.

This is to remind myself to stabilize my emotions. She has never spoken loudly to me, but I always had a nightmare when I was a child. In the dream, my gentle mother would suddenly turn into a ferocious grimace, chasing me and trying to strangle me.

Children's eyes, like the sense of smell of kittens and puppies, can distinguish the joys and sorrows of adults buried under the skin, and they think they are well hidden.

When she lost everything, but was tightly tied to a disabled child, unable to die, no matter how nonchalant she acted, the poison in her heart would flow out along with her breathing, and she couldn't hide it unless she died.

Quietly: One time I had a nightmare again. I was so scared that I crawled into my mother's house, only to see her sitting there with her hair disheveled. She suddenly hit the wall with her fist, and the white wall was covered with blood. I used to also

I had seen blood on the wall, but she said it was from fighting mosquitoes. I was so scared that I sat at the door and cried. When she heard the sound, she picked me up and rocked me to coax me to sleep.

He said that even if he is not a good person, he still wants to take revenge.

But she couldn't sleep, and the woman's trembling hands were about to strangle her to death.

This girl has a very split temperament. One moment she looks like a piece of pure crystal, and the next she looks like a ghost doll grinding its teeth and sucking blood.

Perhaps she is a natural mirror, faithfully reflecting her mother's two faces during the day and at night.

Yu Lanchuan knocked on the table and interrupted the mixed feelings of others in a very embarrassing way: "Wait a minute, I still have a question. Assuming that the reporter is innocent, what happened to Yang Ping's collusion with the Foot Gang to kidnap the elder's family?

How does it work? It doesn’t really depend on luck, does it?”

She quietly blinked her innocent eyes and looked at him.

"You don't know either?" Yu Lanchuan said, "You don't know, so you just draw your sword and kill people?"

I quietly lowered my head, and after a while, I wrote in my notebook: I heard what Captain Zhang from the Xingjiao Gang said.

When Zhang Meizhen and Gan Qing were reminiscing about their green years, they didn't even notice that there was such a kitten next to them. Qing Qing was really gifted.

Quietly, his eyebrows rose, and he wrote again: Otherwise, how could that old man Yang expel his biological son?

Yan Hao respected Gang Leader Lao Yang very much. Hearing her rude words again, he stopped him and said: "Quietly..."

Quietly, as if her hands were about to fly, she gave him a series of sign language.

Gan Qing: "What did she say?"

It was probably not a good thing to say. Yan Hao suppressed his blush and shook his head vigorously, refusing to convey it.

Yu Lanchuan waved his hand: "You can think whatever you want - but this time you are lucky. Yang Ping committed suicide and did not give you a chance to cheat. If you do this next time, no one will be able to catch you. In two days,

It will be eighteen months later, and by then you will have no reason to be given a lighter sentence. I would like to ask you all to just calm down and live a good life, can't you?"

I was quietly trained by him so that I didn't dare to raise my head.

Yu Lanchuan: "Also, it's a good thing to like small animals, but good things must be measured. If you don't trust the character of the adopter in the future, you can not give it to them, or simply implement an acquaintance introduction system - don't, let me hear it again."

It’s a crime to break into a house without permission, and a home camera can put you in jail.”

She looked at him quietly in surprise, her eyes were a little panicked for a moment, and she swallowed. The little girl had no breasts, and her facial expression was clear at a glance, almost like a testimony in court - even though it was me who did it, but how did you know, so surprised

.

"Who else could it be if it wasn't you?" Yu Lanchuan felt tired, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Gan Qing, "I have nothing more to ask, let's go."

"I have another question." Gan Qing pinched his wrist and asked quietly, "What was the approximate address of the last time your father wrote home before he lost news?"

He answered quietly on paper: It's a neighboring province. I don't know the specific address. I've tried to trace it, but since I'm not familiar with the place, I can't find any clues.

Gan Qing's eyes narrowed slightly.

Quietly: Sister, what’s wrong?

Gan Qing stood up, looked at her condescendingly, reached out and pinched the girl's sharp chin: "When I was seventeen, I was just as full of hatred as you."

Quietly looking at her with big eyes.

"If I were to go back to that year now, I would make up for my classes and get into college." Gan Qing whispered, "But I don't have another seventeen years old."

After saying that, she walked out of the pet store under the watchful eyes of a room full of cats and dogs.

Yu Lanchuan chased after her in three steps and two steps. Suddenly he had the urge to do something, so before Gan Qing crossed the road, he grabbed her left hand hanging by her side. There was something hidden on Gan Qing's left wrist.

The blade, this hand was equivalent to a murder weapon, and she was caught off guard. She subconsciously wanted to break away, but Yu Lanchuan opened his fingers and rolled up her "weapon" in his hand, tightly.

Gan Qing looked at him in surprise.

"Don't run the red light when crossing the road." Yu Lanchuan's eyes crossed the zebra crossing at the intersection and were fixed on the traffic light on the opposite side of the road, refusing to look back. "Can pedestrians just violate traffic rules?"

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