At this moment, he heard his brother who went to open the door say: "Are you looking for my brother?"

A familiar voice said: "Yes, please."

Yu Lanchuan almost stopped holding the phone. Yu Yan's attention was immediately taken away by the voice, and he dealt with it absently. He could only maintain his posture of sitting upright and frowning, with a serious expression as if he was dealing with United Nations affairs.

When Gan Qing, who was wearing a mask, walked in, he nodded at her like a wolf with his big tail, and said nonchalantly: "Okay, I understand. If there is anything you need me to reach out to, please tell me..."

Yu Yan screamed: "Why are you extending your hands, brother! Is it a waste of saliva that I just told you to do so for so long? Please retract your little claws quickly, leader! If you start a fight with the Beggar Gang that night, Team Miao and the others will definitely

I want to ask you, remember you don’t know anything... Hey, but you don’t know anything anyway."

Yu Lanchuan: "..."

Gan Qing heard every word and hurriedly coughed to hide his smile.

Yu Lanchuan hung up Yu Yan's call expressionlessly.

"Why are you laughing? You...what is this?"

Gan Qing put a paper bag on his desk: "I want to ask you a few questions for my self-study English test paper."

Liu Zhongqi, who was poking his head at the door, heard the word "English" and his brain was fermented. He turned around and went into his room, not daring to listen carefully.

He thought he was tiptoeing, but in fact the two people in the room had heard it long ago. After the naughty kid left, Yu Lanchuan opened the paper bag and said, "Isn't the self-study English exam free of charge?"

"No," Gan Qing said almost inaudibly, "he died."

A dozen photos and a printed form with a list of names and addresses fell out of the paper bag.

"This is……"

"Eight years ago," Gan Qing said, "the back alley of the mud pond..."

Yu Lanchuan looked confused at first, then he suddenly realized something and raised his head in disbelief.

"...Wei Changsheng's home."

Gan Qing sat under the desk lamp, and the light illuminated her eyebrows and eyes floating on the mask, casting a soft halo on them.

"Master Xiao Yu," she asked, "that day in the cemetery, you told me about the cause of Wei Xiao's death. Can you help me? Does it still count?"

Yang Yifan stayed at the police station until very late before being sent out by Team Miao in person. She suddenly remembered something: "Coco...that Wang Jiake is not a prisoner. Is she still here? Can you arrange for me to see her?"

One side? I have two things to say to her."

Wang Jiake happened to be there. She had been taken home by her parents, and was invited back by another task force to help investigate the routine loan matter.

Yang Yifan met her in a small lounge. The last time, the two met in a life of luxury and luxury. One was very proud and spoke freely, while the other was wrapped up in glitz and was at a loss as to what to do.

This time, they were uniformly disgraced.

When Wang Jiake saw her, he unnaturally dodged his eyes for a moment. After dodging, he couldn't help but look at her secretly, and was ready to slap her in the face the next moment.

"Coco, right?" Yang Yifan stood two steps away from her, "I'm not here to settle a score with you."

Wang Jiake said cautiously: "Sit down..."

"No, just say a few words and then leave."

Wang Jiake rubbed his clothes nervously.

Yang Yifan looked at this girl and remembered himself ten years ago. He was young, had nothing, had a pair of curious and greedy eyes, and looked like he wanted everything. He was so innocent.

"Slowly you will find that no matter how hard you try, you can't live the life you want. Everything still doesn't go as you want. There are still a lot of troubles around you that you can't solve. You will never succeed in your life. You will never be successful in your life.

You won’t live the way you want.”

Wang Jiake was stunned, Yang Yifan was sarcastic to her face!

But if you think about it carefully, do you still use others to ridicule you? This is the fact, and there is no way to argue with it.

She suddenly felt sad, and tears began to well up in her eyes.

"...Cowardly people will pretend that they are not depressed at all, and instead seek cheaper happiness, indulging in appetite, shopping desire...all those things that can provide short-term satisfaction." Yang Yifan said softly, "Because of a guilty conscience

, but also shout loudly to show off oneself, call on others to follow suit, and try one’s best to appear righteous and confident.”

Wang Jiake looked at her through his tearful eyes, unable to react.

"I am that cowardly person," Yang Yifan said, "I'm sorry for lying to you."

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