How to raise the president

Fang Youyi told Qiao Siguang to stop the car now, and he wanted to go over to see what the hell they were doing again.

According to past experience, they must be doing something dirty in such a posture.

After the car door was gently opened, Fang Youyi got out of the car, walked silently, and walked towards the backs of the three crouching figures. Before he got close, he heard Jiang Fei say depressedly: "Yes. 9. Why hasn't our captain come here? It's been an hour. Will the case of his father-in-law be investigated?"

Yan Cheng glanced at Jiang Fei's pair of nines, then at his own cards, took out two cards and threw them down, saying, "Pair Q. Maybe something is wrong."

"I have! To K!" Fu Ming was very excited, "What can our captain do? A mature and stable old bachelor who is finally out of the order, what else can he do? I bet two hundred that the captain must be with the big brother." The boss is tired and crooked, you and I are the same."

"Aces." Jiang Fei threw two Aces on Fu Ming's two Kings, "I bet 250."

"Three hundred." Yan Cheng threw down two twos.

Fu Ming grabbed the Bomb II bomb in his hand, looked at the pair of two that Yan Cheng dropped, gritted his teeth, and finally dropped it: "Three hundred and five! Is there a bigger one? Is there any? I don't believe in winning." Not you!"

Before that, classmate Xiao Ming said that he had already lost almost half a month's salary... His heart ached to death.

The corner of Fang Youyi's mouth twitched, and he said coldly behind them, "I bet three two hundred and five."

This voice, this tone, and the familiar "two hundred and five", ah, why does it look so much like their captain?

Jiang Fei and Yan Cheng unconsciously raised their heads and looked behind Fu Ming.

Jiang Fei: "Oh, come on?!"

Yan Cheng: "I didn't say anything."

"Three two hundred and five? That's seven hundred and five." Fu Ming's eyes lit up, "Damn it! Yes, Jiang Fei, you are generous enough, as expected of Deputy Director Jiang!"

Jiang Fei lowered his head, covered his face with his cards, and said, "It's not me."

"It's not me either." Yan Cheng immediately put himself aside.

Fu Ming felt strange, so he raised his head to look at Jiang Fei and Yan Cheng, and saw that their expressions were very strange, they covered their mouths and faces, and their eyes were particularly flustered, the guilty look and the betting look just now were... different too big.

Wait a minute, guilty conscience?

Fu Ming suddenly felt a chill down his back, and winked at Jiang Fei and Yan Cheng vigorously, to confirm whether the captain of their family was right behind them.

It's a pity that neither Jiang Fei nor Yan Cheng dared to bully him, and let him fend for himself as always.

Hold!These two have no conscience!

Fu Ming was about to cry, his legs were shaking, and the hand holding the cards was still sweating.

Instead of doing nothing, Fu Ming swallowed hard, threw all the cards in his hand, then turned around perfectly, hugged Fang Youyi's thigh, and said in a tearful voice, "Captain!" Yay~ I really want to be muddy~"

Jiang Fei silently gave a thumbs up: "High."

Yan Cheng gave Fu Ming a look: "It's really tall."

Fang Youyi folded his hands on his chest, looked down at the extremely hypocritical Fu Ming, and uttered a word in disgust: "Get lost."

Fu Ming groaned loudly: "Captain ah ah ah ah ah ah ah a day is like three autumns, how could Ni have the heart to let me go~"

"Try?"

Hearing these two words, Fu Ming's scalp felt cold, he immediately let go of his hands, his whole body tensed up, and gave Fang Youyi a big military salute: "Fu Ming, a member of the Ninth Team of the Special Forces, pays homage to Fang Youyi." team leader!"

Fang Youyi's heart trembled, it seemed that it had been a long, long time since he had heard such a greeting, and it felt familiar yet a little strange.

He glanced at Fu Ming, the former boy had grown up, the once immature face had been sharpened and matured, the only difference was that those eyes were still very firm and piercing.

"Work."

"Yes, Captain!"

Fang Youyi skipped Fu Ming and walked towards Jiang Fei and Yan Cheng. The pile of poker cards, snacks, beer, etc. on the ground had been cleaned up at some point.

It was probably because Fu Ming was dragging him just now, and the other two hurriedly cleaned up the Doudizhu scene.

This hasn't changed at all, it's clearly not changed at all, it's still the same.

Fortunately, he was still moved by that greeting, alas, worry.

……

Fang Youyi, Jiang Fei, Qiao Siguang, Yan Cheng, and Fu Ming looked back and forth on that section of the road for a long time, but they didn't find any clues.

The sun was very strong at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and they were sweating profusely, and the clothes on their backs were soaked. The hot and dry weather made them look more and more anxious.

Fortunately, there are trees planted on both sides of the road section of the Angel Orphanage. If they are tired, they can rest under the trees.

The few people who sat down took their own mineral water and took several big gulps of themselves.

It feels like I'm about to suffer from... It's impossible to suffer from heat stroke. After all, they are all people who have practiced family training, so it is not so easy to suffer from heat stroke.

Fu Ming drank nearly a whole bottle of water, sat on the intertwined roots of the tree, took a long breath, faced Fang Youyi's standing upright figure, and said sadly: "There are no clues here, and there is no monitoring , So much time has passed, and it rained heavily that night, even if there is, I don’t know where it was washed away.”

Jiang Fei also echoed, "It's really difficult."

Although they all said so, Fang Youyi didn't believe it.

In his cognition, as well as in the past investigations, ordinary people must have clues when committing crimes. They are not as perverted as high-IQ crimes. They either have no traces at the scene, or deliberately leave clues to lure the police.

That person will definitely forget something and leave some clues, even if it is very small, but there will definitely be.

It definitely will.

Fang Youyi kept talking to himself in his heart.

Fang Youyi raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his chin, looked up at the leafy tree and let out a long breath.

Mottled light and shadow fell on Fang Youyi's face, the breeze shook the leaves, and the sunlight penetrated through the gaps between the leaves and pierced straight into his eyes.

Fang Youyi hurriedly lowered his head and rubbed his eyes lightly, and after confirming that the pain was not so painful, he raised his head, opened his eyes to look at an unknown place in the distance, and adjusted to the current light.

There were Venus in front of his eyes, and there were patches of irregular light and shadow. There seemed to be something reflecting the light in the distance. Fang Youyi's eyes were stung by the reflection again. He hurriedly lowered his head to cover his eyes.

Suddenly, something seemed to flash through my mind!

Fang Youyi's chest shook suddenly, his heart was beating non-stop, he covered his eyes with one hand, pointed to the distance with the other, and said, "There, go and have a look."

As soon as they heard the order, the four people who were sitting and resting cheered up one after another, got up and ran towards Fang Youyi's direction.