After hearing this tone, I knew that the interrogation had progressed. Fang Chaoyang was also very happy. He cleaned up briefly and drove home immediately.

After waiting for less than half an hour, there was a knock on the door.

Fang Chaoyang opened the door and saw two bright smiling faces. It was Shang Yong and Hai Xiaozhou who arrived, carrying vegetables.

"Please come in!"

"Chaoyang, there should be a calligraphy hanging in this house." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"Chaoyang was originally a calligrapher, and this is not a trivial matter." Shang Yong said.

"I mean, I should hang a picture of "The Inscription on the Humble Room". There are great scholars in talking and laughing, but no white people are in contact." Hai Xiaozhou smiled and still felt that it was too shabby, unlike the place where the vice president lived.

"This suggestion is good, I will write one tonight." Fang Chaoyang pretended not to hear what he meant.

Hai Xiaozhou looked around for a week, then went into the kitchen, tied up an apron, put down the chopping board, picked up the kitchen knife, and jingled and turned on the gas stove again.

With the sound of Zla, the dish was already stir-fried in the pot, and soon the aroma overflowed.

"Xiaozhou, it's very quick!" Fang Chaoyang praised.

"Just cooking, can it be difficult to solve the case? By the way, is yours here to cook too?" Hai Xiaozhou asked while cooking.

"She has been here twice and probably can't cook."

"It's not okay if your wife is so spoiled. You will suffer in the future." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"I'm not a wife yet!" Shang Yong interrupted.

It is best not to make such jokes. Fang Chaoyang echoed: "When you get married, then guide slowly, and both parties must make progress!"

"Tsk, this tone is counted!" Hai Xiaozhou shouted to the living room: "Dayong, don't be idle, scrape the fish scales."

"Where are two men, why don't Chaoyang do it?" Shang Yong was unhappy.

"Look at his hands, they are thinner than mine, like a worker?"

"He's used to it!"

"Hurry up!"

"Okay, Brother Hai, come here!"

Fang Chaoyang's cottage was never busier than before. After an hour of busyness, the food was served.

The feeling of home is so good. Fang Chaoyang no longer remembers when he cooked at home last time. Considering that they were driving here and could not drink, they took out a large box of juice.

The three of them sat around the coffee table. Fang Chaoyang poured them juice, raised his glass and smiled, "Welcome to visit us often."

"Don't expect someone to cook for you." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"Hey, I said I would buy some ready-made ones, you have to buy vegetables." Shang Yong said.

"I haven't cooked for a long time, but I can't I have itchy hands?" Hai Xiaozhou glared at his eyes.

"Okay!" Shang Yong raised his hand, "At worst, I can practice cooking skills and serve you. Xiaozhou is right. Cooking can be difficult to solve the case, and it is not that pretentious!"

"That's right, if you don't do it, you won't do it. Who is not busy with work? Don't say you won't know." Hai Xiaozhou's speech was insincere.

After a drink, Hai Xiaozhou poured drinks for Monk Fang Chaoyang, raised his glass and said, "I'll have another cup to congratulate me on the qualitative changes in the relationship between Chaoyang."

"What changes?" Shang Yong asked in confusion.

"I've checked in a room!"

Puff!

Fang Chaoyang's juice was spewed out, and Hai Xiaozhou giggled and pulled out a tissue for him. After Fang Chaoyang wiped it clean, he frowned and said, "Don't listen to nonsense on the Internet, they just fear that we will not be in chaos."

"It's so fucking too much. I've been so angry for a day. The rumor-maker is really hateful." Shang Yong said angrily.

"Xiaozhou, why don't I issue a statement to prove that we are innocent?"

Fang Chaoyang asked seriously, after all, it was related to the girl's innocence. Hai Xiaozhou was wronged in this matter.

“发布个头,不怕乱子大啊!”

Shang Yong didn't interrupt. After having another drink, he hurriedly ate the dishes, kept giving him a thumbs up, and praised Hai Xiaozhou's cooking skills, which was better than the chefs of the hotel.

In fact, it’s just that. Fang Chaoyang will not say it out and find fault with others.

After eating and drinking for a while, I talked about the serious matters. Today, I interrogated Qiu Dali's situation.

“裘大力全招了.”尚勇道.

"Why did he think it all at once?" Fang Chaoyang was very surprised.

"I told him that when I went to the provincial capital, I suspected that the money for the treatment of the child was unknown, so I decided to recover and freeze it." Hai Xiaozhou said.

“唉,这不妥当.”方朝阳叹气道.

"Hehe, this move really hit Qiu Dali's fatal point, and he immediately became depressed and begged to let his son go." Shang Yong said with a smile.

"I'm still laughing, this is suspected of forcing a confession." Fang Chaoyang put down his chopsticks.

"I observed that Qiu Dali might confess, and then told him that someone had donated 300,000 yuan to fill the hole in the money." Hai Xiaozhou said.

“It’s almost the same.”

"Quo Dali is not stupid. He immediately guessed that it was you, and then he started crying."

"No, he is really stupid. If he had asked me to borrow money, these things would not have happened." Fang Chaoyang said regretfully.

"So, he regretted that he knew that his son had enough money to treat a doctor. After listening to Qiu Yue'e's recording, he got everything." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"Eat more Xiaozhou, let me say it!" Shang Yong moved a plate of fish-flavored pork shreds to Hai Xiaozhou, and then lit a cigarette.

"This is such a brainless bastard." Shang Yong first gave an attribution before he began to tell.

Just half a month before Miao Yi's death, Qiu Dali's son developed discomfort symptoms. After going to the municipal hospital for examination, he suspected that he had leukemia and suggested going to the provincial hospital for treatment.

For Qiu Dali, it was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue and he was completely stupid.

The treatment cost is amazing. Qiu Dali thought of selling the house at the first time, but his house is very old, not to mention how much it is not worth, the key is that someone needs to buy it.

That night, a doctor added Qiu Dali's WeChat, which marked Dr. Lin from the Municipal Hospital.

Dr. Lin gave Qiu Dali a lot of treatment advice. Qiu Dali said that he had no money and was planning to sell the house. Dr. Lin told him that he could mortgage the property and asked about the situation of the house.

Qiu Dali was moved. This was a good idea. He could raise money to redeem it in the future. Although the house was not good, it was still a home.

“不是林志刚吧?”方朝阳问道.

"No, it was exposed too obviously, and, within a few days, the man deleted Qiu Dali."

Shang Yong continued to tell that Dr. Lin gave Qiu Dali a suggestion to go to Yemei Bar to find Lili, Zhu Hongli, who had a way to mortgage the house. So he went that night, which was the scene that Jasmine saw.

Zhu Hongli asked about the situation of the house and asked Qiu Dali to meet in two days. The location she chose this time was on the banks of Crescent Lake, and it was ten o'clock in the evening.

In order to treat the child's illness, Qiu Dali regarded Zhu Hongli as the last straw. He didn't think so much, so he went to the appointment that night. There were no people by the lake during this period.

Qiu Dali was walking by the lake and talking to Zhu Hongli when a young man suddenly rushed out, holding a dagger in his hand and said that Qiu Dali seduced his girlfriend. The two had a fight. The young man pressed his sword tightly, but Qiu Dali grabbed the dagger and accidentally stabbed it into the other party's abdomen. At that time, he was bleeding.

Qiu Dali didn't expect this to be the ending, and the so-called Zhu Hongli boyfriend rolled in pain on the ground for a few times, fell directly into the lake, and never floated up again.

And this scene was photographed by Zhu Hongli, who was watching the fun on the side.

Qiu Dali thought about calling the police, but was stopped by Zhu Hongli and killed someone to pay for his life. If he went in, what would his son do?

"This sounds more like a trap, and it is carefully designed." Fang Chaoyang said.

"It's a trap. No floating corpse was found in Crescent Lake. That kid probably had dived and swam away." Shang Yong nodded.
Chapter completed!