Zhang Peifeng was not a peaceful person. After Zhang Xuchu went downstairs, he came out of the closet and hid at the stairs to eavesdrop on his conversation with Yese.

Sensitive nerves and quick reactions made him and Yese get a message almost at the same time.

The man who was killed by the bomb was an elderly person in his forties or fifties.

The widower who made medicine for Guo Sicheng.

If it were the dead person who was the one who was, Guo Sicheng's suspicion would immediately become greater.

Zhang Peifeng wanted Scorpion to go and check it immediately.

Similarly, Yesai also needs to find Zeng Yunfeng and Li Jiapeng to inform the news.

He has been asking for leave for a few days. If he is waiting, he is afraid that Jiao Junmu will come back from Nanjing. Once their plan is approved by Boss Dai, his future itinerary will not be able to settle.

At best, he could only borrow chickens to lay eggs and use force to fight.

"Time, events, and characters are too coincidental and cannot explain it." Ye Se denied it for the second time.

"Then there is only one way." Zhang Peifeng's mind was swift, and he coincided with Ye Se's thoughts again.

If you want to get detailed information, you either find the person involved in the scene or see the body directly.

Two roads, the night is most convenient.

Ye Se shook his head speechlessly.

"Lin Liguo himself has an opinion on me, and he went there again. I have asked for leave now. If he appears again, he and Shen Qingfeng will have suspicion at the same time. I'm afraid you can only find a way for yourself." Yese's current situation is not good.

"Let the Scorpion find out the people who appeared at the scene that day and ask one by one." Zhang Peifeng had no choice but to come up with this bad plan.

What is the relationship between Guo Sicheng and Dong Zhihai? He is in trouble.

After dark, night sat at the table and fell into deep thoughts alone.

Things were chaotic, and he didn't know where to start.

In the darkness, a dark shadow walked into the darkness, tiptoed,

He took the black shadow and moved behind Yese, stretched out his hands towards his head.

"Ah," a scream.

The dark shadow's hands were tightly pinched by the night, making a miserable scream.

Ye Se quickly let go of his hands and put down the hands that were trying to cover his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Yese asked nervously.

"Can you not hurt? You are so powerful." In the darkness, Yao Ai's voice came from the voice.

Ye Se walked to the front and turned on the light, then hurried back to Yao Ai, grabbed her hand and placed it in front of her eyes.

"What can you see?" Yao Ai was amused and crying.

"Can you see my heartache." Yese replied shamelessly.

"Your heartache? Where is it? Let me see?" Yao Ai, who had also read the book, was not deceived by his sweet words. Instead, he pulled out his palm, lit Yese's chest, and asked relentlessly.

The night smiled happily and indulged Yao Ai.

Yao Ai's finger that pointed at his chest had no strength, but instead was like a torch with flames, igniting wherever he poked and igniting wherever he could, making his chest gas burn with flames.

Quiet night, new house, beauty.

Intimate, charming, commotion.

Ye Se's heart was filled with a hot and strange feeling, her whole body was hot, her mouth was dry, and every cell was yelling: "I want her, I want her."

His face became more and more red, and finally it made Yao Ai notice something abnormal.

"What's wrong with you?" Yao Ai raised his hand and touched Yese's forehead.

She naively thought he was really burning.

Yese smiled awkwardly and explained: "It's okay."

Yao Ai suddenly realized his stupidity from the embarrassing smile of night.

In the middle of the night, I touched my feet in front of a man.

She had worked as a nurse and knew common sense. Her unconscious actions must have caused trouble to Ye Se.

Yao Ai shyly withdrew his hands, crossed his left and right hands and rubbed them back and forth between his waist. His white teeth bit his lower lip and couldn't help laughing.

Ye Se suddenly turned his head and kissed her on the cheek, then hugged her in his arms and stood quietly.

A bright moon hangs in the air outside the window.

Indoor, a pair of men and women with nearly one end of height difference hugged each other tightly.

Peace, warmth, happiness.

After a while, the two separated.

"Why are you here at this time?" Ye Se thoughtfully poured Yao Ai a glass of warm water.

"In the afternoon, Li Jiapeng came and asked me to bring you some information."

Since Li Jiapeng's contact person was changed to Yao Ai, he and Yese have never met alone.

"What?" Yese asked.

"Li Jiapeng appeared in the crowd watching the explosion. It was dark at the time and the man was wearing a straw hat. After Li Jiapeng glanced at it, he quickly lowered the straw hat and left the crowd. He came back soon. Li Jiapeng did not alert the snake, and took the opportunity to check it and found that there was a black mark on the back of the man's hand, which looked like a birthmark."

Yao Ai reposted Li Jiapeng's words almost word-for-word.

"What about Li Jiapeng?"

"He checked him first, let you pay attention to see if you can find this man."

"Finding this man? How should I find it?" Ye Se thought.

Luoyi has a permanent population of 90,000, and men under the age of 30 have 10,000 or 20,000.

Looking for a man with a black birthmark on the back of his hand is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"If you look for someone, it is too conspicuous to hold the photos. If there is a suitable excuse, it will be easier to find someone." Yao Ai.

Ye Se looked up at Yao Ai.

This girl can always wake him up at critical moments.

Two days later, on the busiest streets of Luoyi, on the North Street.

A girl stood by the roadside, holding a man's arm fiercely. The two of them tug-of-war with each other. The man was fierce and the woman's tiger eyes widened.

", where did you sell my son?" The woman's eyes seemed to be dripping blood from the grief.

"Let go, your son cares about me." The man raised his foot and kicked the woman.

"You kidnapped my son from the doorstep. Please, as long as you tell me where he was sold, I will give you a silver note and a land deed." The woman became weaker and turned from being tough to begging.

The man shook his hand and the woman fell to the ground and left.

"Come back and return it to my son. If you don't return it to my son, I will kill you even if I become a ghost." The woman sat on the ground, hideous.

There were many people watching around, and they all gave advice to the women.

"Report to the official, seize such an immoral person and behead him directly."

"Madam, I know people from the underworld. As long as you pay for money, you will definitely find him."

"A reward notice, I'm willing to see a black birthmark on the back of his hand. Such people are easy to find, and money can make the devil push the mill."

The woman looked here and there, and felt that everyone was right.

She picked up the blue-backed white cloth bag that was thrown by the man on the ground, stood up, wiped away tears, and looked at the people around her: "Dear young men, young men, my name is Wang Yumei. Now I live in the street's Duzhong Inn, right in front of me. Anyone who doesn't believe me can follow me to the inn to see. I packed a house in it, with the purpose of listening to the bastard selling my son in Luoyi. In front of everyone, I swear that anyone who wants to find the trafficker who abducted my son and send it to me. I give my benefactor five straight and five pieces of land to the land deed of the mansion."

"Madam, you are a man with a black birthmark on the back of your hand and a bastard who abducted your son, right?" someone asked.

"Yes, that big brother just now, he is right. That bastard has that mark on his hand, and everyone remembers it."

"Okay, it's easy to do if you have a mark."

The woman who claimed to be Wang Yumei was disguised as Yao Ai disguised herself. She pointed her hand at the direction of the Duzhong Inn, and said, "That brother, go to the inn with me, and I live there, not to deceive everyone. Since I have already said these words today, I have been waiting in the inn from now on. Please help me find my son. I really can't live without a son." After Wang Yumei said these words, she began to cry again.

Her emotions change very quickly, are very tension, and her performance is very good.

"Okay, stop crying, we are still waiting to verify your authenticity." A man watching the fun urged.

"Let's go, go and verify now." Wang Yumei decisively wiped away her tears and walked forward with the package in her arms.

Behind her were three or four men.

After Song Kai died, Luoyi Status sent a comrade to serve as Zeng Yunfeng's downline. His public identity was the boss of the Volkswagen Inn. His surname was Niu and his name was Niu Sailong. He was in his forties and had a gray head. Just looking at his appearance, he was a cautious man.

When Wang Yumei walked into the Volkswagen Inn, Niu Sailong was basking in the sun at the door.

He looked at four or five people who rushed into the inn, full of joy.

"How many are staying in the hotel?" Niu Sailong asked diligently.

"Are you?" asked an old man who came to verify Wang Yumei's identity.
To be continued...