Yang Le left the teahouse and drove the car to Wang Dajiang nearby to return it to him, and then had a meal.

Wang Dajiang was chatting aside.

He asked him in a roundabout way if he had helped to check the man's information.

How long has it been since the photos sent last night?

"I haven't checked yet."

Yang Le swallowed a big mouthful of fried rice and replied in a buzzing manner.

"You were too far away when you took a photo and you couldn't even see your face clearly. How can you check it?"

Wang Dajiang's mouth twitched.

"I took the risk of almost being discovered to take a secret photo... Egg fried rice, 15, I'll keep the account for you."

“So expensive?”

"Do you think the eggs imported from Italy are expensive?"

“…”

Yang Le wanted to spit out and see if it was imported from Italy.

Black shop,

Who can eat it at this price?

He took out a pack of soft stuff from Wang Dajiang's bar, opened it, and happily lit one.

"I'll check it out for you in two days. I have something else to do today."

When I remembered the case of Ghost Hand, I couldn't help but feel headache again.

"What's up?"

Wang Dajiang glanced at him and took out a dot.

"Have you had an argument with Su Luo?"

"What are my arguments with her? How can I argue?" This is wherever it goes.

Smoke rings permeate the tavern.

The two of them chatted in smog.

"If you really find out who that man is... what do you plan to do?" Yang Le thought for a moment and asked.

Wang Dajiang frowned and shook his head.

"I didn't think it through."

"Tell me?"

"I'm afraid he can't accept it."

"It can't be accepted or changed the facts. Wouldn't it be even more deceptive if you don't tell him to be a fool?"

"You're just confused."

"I just want to tell you that I will check it for you, but you have to think about it. You either don't do it. If you want to do it, you will definitely expose it to let you know. You can't bear to see if your dad is holding a grassland, right?"

Wang Dajiang sighed, took a deep breath of cigarette, and slowly vomited it out.

Look at Yang Le,

He looked down at the corner of the table again,

Murmur in a low voice,

"You said... Could it be that I was wrong?"

Yang Le gave him a blank look, and did not speak. He moved the lounge chair at the bar to the door, laying up on it, basking in the sun comfortably.

Something,

It is useless for an outsider to say a thousand words and ten thousand words, and he has to figure it out himself.

Lying on the lounge chair, the warm sunshine shone on his body, and soon he fell asleep.

By the time he woke up, the sun had set in the west.

He quickly glanced at his cell phone,

It's half past four.

Fortunately, I woke up, but otherwise I would have delayed my business.

He greeted Wang Dajiang, put the remaining softness from the noon from the table into his pocket, and walked out of the tavern.

I called an online car-hailing service and went straight to Yellow River New Village.

"Young man, do you live in Huanghe New Village, too?" The driver was a thick-browed uncle in his forties, driving a car to chat with Yang Le.

Yang Le was thinking about what to say when he met Liu Yinglan, but suddenly heard the driver's question and was stunned.

"Ah...yeah."

"What a coincidence, I live there too. Are you going to Kangsheng Home? Why haven't you seen you before?"

"Just moved here."

"I just said, my mother used to live in Kangsheng Home, and there were only a few buildings in the community, and I still knew most of them."

Do you know them all?

Yang Le raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively: "Then Huang Jun, do you know Master?"

When the driver heard this name, his face suddenly became ugly.

"What did you ask this person for? Who is he you?"

"A relative."

"You won't go to join him, are you? I suggest you change your relatives to join him. This family... I won't harm you anyway."

The driver's uncle's face cleared a little, and his tone eased a little.

Seeing that he did not continue to say anything, Yang Le did not continue to ask questions and changed the subject casually.

The driver was also very talkative and had a good impression of Yang Le. As the two of them were talking, they unconsciously drove the bridge in front of Kangsheng's home and blocked it there.

"Is there a traffic jam in the master?"

Yang Le looked up and saw many people and vehicles surrounding them.

"I'll go down and see what's going on."

After saying that, the driver got out of the car and came back within two minutes.

"Young man, I can only send you here. The house in the community has caught fire. You can hurry up and go and take a look."

Only then did Yang Le notice that a fire broke out in the residential building in Kangsheng Home not far ahead, thick smoke rolled, and cordons were set up around, and fire trucks and police cars gathered at the entrance of the community.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

The ambulance driver behind opened the window and shouted, and a doctor rushed into the alert area on foot and carried the injured into the ambulance.

Yang Le sighed,

The fire is ruthless.

"Whose family is on fire?"

Yang Le lit a cigarette for himself and handed it to the driver. At this time, he was close to the trap and touched Huang Jun's situation.

The driver obviously had something in his words.

The driver looked at him in surprise, took the cigarette, and said in confusion: "Young man, take a closer look, it's your relative's house that is on fire."

"ah?"

Yang Le was stunned.

I looked up and said, "Oh, I'll go, it's true, he's here once, and didn't care when I saw it just now.

"It's not that I don't repay you. The time has not come. This Huang Jun... the retribution has come." The driver looked very pleased.

Yang Le's hand, who was about to open the car door, suddenly stopped.

"What does the master mean?"

The driver looked at him slantedly, lit the cigarette in his hand, and took a sip of it happily.

"Young man, I want to say that if you are unhappy, your relative has committed so many evil things, you will be retribution sooner or later. You see, retribution has come. His son died half a year ago, and his wife talked all day long. She told everyone that there were unclean things at home. Now even the house is on fire. What is this not retribution?"

"Creating evil? What kind of evil?"

Yang Le suddenly became interested.

Everyone's investigation focused on the cat demon, including Lin Qinghuan, but no one paid attention to this Huang Jun.

The less people pay attention to, the more they are, they are often the key figures in the entire case.
To be continued...