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Ye Chuyang: "Brother Haiyang!"

When Haiyang heard Ye Chuyang calling him, he turned his head in the chaos: "Huh?"

But he didn't see Ye Chuyang, because Jiang Ying stood in front of Ye Chuyang, turned his back to him, and said, "It's okay, Dr. Ye is sprained."

Ye Chuyang and Jiang Ying were so close to each other that outsiders couldn't see Jiang Ying covering Ye Chuyang's mouth with his hands. Ye Chuyang looked up at Jiang Ying with surprise in his eyes.

Haiyang shouted, "Is it serious?"

Jiang Ying and Ye Chuyang looked at each other and said, "It's not serious, I'll take him out first."

He put his arms around Ye Chuyang's shoulders and walked out of the garage with Ye Chuyang. Ye Chuyang pushed his hand away, looked at him, and waited for his explanation.

Jiang Ying folded the receipt and put it in his pants pocket, raised his eyes to meet Ye Chuyang's questioning eyes, and said with a smile, "Let's go out first, and I will explain to you."

They left the playground and sat in the car, Ye Chuyang asked, "Why didn't you tell Haiyang the clues."

Jiang Ying slowly rolled up his shirt cuffs and said, "I don't trust the police. I don't think they investigate the case to clear my name. If they can't find the real murderer, I will still be the final murderer."

Ye Chuyang didn't agree with his idea, but he couldn't refute it: "Then what do you want to do?"

Jiang Ying: "I'll go find Jiang Xiang myself."

Ye Chuyang: "Are you sure this receipt belongs to Jiang Xiang? What if it's not?"

Jiang Yingdao: "I have a way to know."

On the way back, Ye Chuyang was still driving, and Jiang Ying asked him to go around to the address on the receipt, a deli chestnut shop on Nanshui Street.This is the place where Jiang went to buy sugar-fried chestnuts on the day of NO.15.

Ye Chuyang parked the car on the side of the road, Jiang Ying got out of the car to buy chestnuts, Ye Chuyang sat in the car and waited anxiously, until Jiang Ying bought the chestnuts and came out of the store, still in a daze.

Jiang Ying came out of the store and went into the supermarket next door. He bought a bottle of cold drink. When he returned to the car, he saw Ye Chuyang sitting in a daze, so he stuck the cold bottle to Ye Chuyang's face.

Ye Chuyang regained consciousness immediately and hid the bottle for a while.

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Ye Chuyang glanced at him and wiped off some water stains on his face: "I still think we should tell Haiyang the clue."

Jiang Ying was still smiling, but it was perfunctory: "Dr. Ye, I hope you can trust me more than the police."

Ye Chuyang looked at him and said solemnly: "I don't know what you want to do, you make me very nervous."

Jiang Yingdao: "Don't worry, I won't do anything, I just want to ask Jiang Xiang to clarify."

Ye Chuyang: "What do you want to ask him?"

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "For example, who is Anton." The smile on his face quickly froze, "Maybe the Anton we have been looking for is actually very close to me, so close that he is right beside me."

Ye Chuyang: "Who do you suspect?"

Jiang Ying's eyes were cold and sharp: "I don't trust anyone, so I suspect everyone."

Suddenly, Ye Chuyang felt very tired. He fell back into the chair, looked at Jiang Ying and asked, "It doesn't include me, does it?"

Jiang Ying peeled the chestnut shell in silence, put a chestnut to his mouth, and said with a smile, "Of course."

Although he was affirmed by Jiang Ying, Ye Chuyang was still not at ease. A vague and vague sense of crisis wandered back and forth in his body, making it difficult for him to calm down.He suddenly felt a kind of unfairness. He could always make Jiang Ying feel at ease, and he was always worried about Jiang Ying, but Jiang Ying didn't know it.

He was immersed in his vague thoughts, and he didn't know what kind of expression he had in Jiang Ying's eyes, and he didn't know that Jiang Ying lowered the back of his chair and kept looking at him obliquely behind him, watching him all the way; It also made Jiang Ying uneasy.

Jiang Xiang lived in Gaosen Villa Park, Jiang Xiang held many gatherings at home, and Jiang Ying also came several times, so Jiang Ying guided Ye Chuyang through the corridors, and finally parked the car in the middle of the road. In front of a villa with the best view in the community.

Ye Chuyang turned off the ignition, sat in the driver's seat and didn't intend to get out of the car: "Go in by yourself."

Jiang Ying looked at him: "Aren't you going in with me?"

Ye Chuyang said truthfully: "I don't know what I can do when I go in."

Jiang Ying took his hand and squeezed it twice, and said, "Then wait for me, I will come out soon."

He got out of the car carrying the chestnuts, stood in front of the gate and rang the bell.

Ye Chuyang looked at Jiang Ying's back standing in front of the door, somehow he could see that Jiang Ying actually wanted him to go in with him, and Jiang Ying squeezed his hand just now seemed to be an act of appeasement and flattery; Jiang Ying I was trying to comfort him and flatter him, but did he just pass on his momentary wavering to Jiang Ying?

Ye Chuyang thought he didn't have one, but Jiang Ying caught it sensitively, so Jiang Ying was uneasy, and Jiang Ying was more fragile than he imagined.Just making Jiang Ying feel uneasy, Ye Chuyang felt that he had done something wrong, and he was more tolerant and loving to Jiang Ying than he imagined.

A young and beautiful Filipino maid in a white uniform came to open the door and spoke to Jiang Ying in fluent Chinese: "Hello, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "I'm looking for Jiang Xiang, he knows I'm here."

The Filipino maid looked behind him: "Are you two?"

Jiang Ying turned around and saw Ye Chuyang walking beside him, Ye Chuyang said: "Yes, the two of us."

The Filipino maid opened the door and walked ahead to lead the way.

Jiang Ying asked Ye Chuyang in a low voice, "Don't you want to come in?"

Ye Chuyang whispered to him: "I don't trust you."

The Filipino maid went to the door, pushed it open, and said, "Please come in."

There were other guests in Jiang Xiang. Six or seven men in suits sat around the sofa in the living room on the first floor, and a coffee table in the middle of the sofa was covered with white papers.Jiang Xiang was sitting on the sofa, looking at a document with his legs crossed. A woman dressed as a secretary was squatting next to his legs. Two lawyers stood behind him. Sitting around him were all senior executives of Jiang Haiyi's company.

Ye Chuyang looked at him, as if he saw the scene of hundreds of officials crowding around on the eve of the prince's enthronement.

Jiang Xiang raised his head from the document, pushed the glasses that had slid to the tip of his nose, and said with a smile, "A rare visitor."

The female secretary was very winking. Seeing that Jiang had other guests, she packed up the documents and said, "Young Master Jiang, I invite Mr. Zhang and the others to drink tea upstairs and rest."

Jiang Xiang nodded and threw the documents in his hand to the lawyer.

A group of people went upstairs with a whimper, and the Filipino maid followed with a teacup.

Jiang Xiang raised his hand and said with a smile, "Please sit down, Dr. Ye? Please sit down too."

Ye Chuyang glanced at him, thinking that last time he met, he still called himself uncle, but this time he changed his name to Dr. Ye in front of Jiang Ying, he is really good at serving people.

Jiang Ying was not polite, sat on the sofa with a big thorn, and said with a smile: "I really envy you."

Jiang pointed to the ceiling and said with a smile, "One of the people who went up just now is a representative of the funeral company. I was so busy that I had to find a cemetery for my dad. Is it enviable?"

Jiang Ying raised his legs, put his arms on the back of the sofa, looked at him and said with a smile: "Your father died suddenly, and before he had time to make a will, all his property will be inherited by you. Isn't it enviable?"

Jiang Xiang smiled like a cunning cat: "Are you envious? You can do it too."

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "Then I will learn from you."

Jiang Xiang looked at him for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't make fun of me, brother Ying, what do you want from me?"

Jiang Ying threw a bag of chestnuts on the tea table in front of him, and said, "I'll give you a present along the way."

Jiang Xiang opened his eyes slightly to show surprise, and said with a smile, "It's so considerate, it's the first time I've received a gift from you."

Jiang Ying: "It's Yang Ji, which you like to eat."

Jiang Xiang picked up a chestnut, held it up and looked at the orange sunlight coming in from the window, as if appreciating treasures: "You even know that I like Yang Ji, are you sure you don't like me?"

Jiang Ying shrugged: "Unfortunately, I'm sure."

Jiang Xiang looked at him, his blue eyes oozing with coldness, but he still smiled with his lips curled up: "You are so strange, what do you want from me?"

"It's true." Jiang Ying took out the small ticket picked up in the playground garage from his pocket, unfolded it and put it in front of Jiang Xiang, "You have to reimburse me for this bag of chestnuts."

Jiang Xiang frowned and looked at the receipt, and the more he looked at it, the more confused he became: "What is this?"

Jiang Yingdao: "At 15:23 on NO.[-], you bought a bag of chestnuts at the Yangji roasted goods shop on Nanshui Road. This is a receipt, don't you remember?"

Jiang Xiang's eyes were momentarily enlightened, and then he became more confused: "Why is the receipt in your hand?"

Jiang Ying: "You admit that this is your receipt?"

Jiang Xiang: "There's nothing you can't admit."

Jiang Ying folded up the receipt and stuffed it into his pocket: "Are you asking me why this receipt is in my hand? Then let me ask you first, do you know that Zhou Qingchu was taken away by a white van on the day of his death? ?”

Jiang Xiang: "I heard from the police."

Jiang Ying stared at him: "Then do you know that the police tracked that van to your playground garage?"

Jiang Xiang was still indifferent: "Really? The driver is pretty smart."

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "I found this ticket in that car."

Ye Chuyang had been watching from the sidelines. Hearing this, he realized that Jiang Ying was lying; they found this receipt ten meters away from the van.One sentence is different, but it contains too many different directions.He turned his gaze to Jiang Xiang, wanting to hear Jiang Xiang's excuse.

Jiang Xiang looked very calm, but his calmness was suspicious, because Jiang Ying's words should have surprised him and alarmed him, but he showed his calmness, which seemed to be forced, so Ye Chuyang was sure that Jiang Xiang and Zhou Qingchu's murder case must be related, perhaps the most critical connection.Moreover, Jiang Xiang's eyes were wandering, and Ye Chuyang could see that he had thought about many things in just a few seconds, and these things were what he and Jiang Ying needed to figure out.

Jiang Xiang stayed silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "It's a lie, you must have picked it up somewhere, and used it to deceive me."

Jiang Ying smiled, but his face turned cold: "The police suspect that I killed Zhou Qingchu, do you think I am joking with you now?"

Jiang Xiang was very nervous, and his nervous breathing changed: "So you are going to hand over this receipt to the police? Transfer the suspicion to me?"

Jiang Ying: "As long as I can clear my suspicion, why not?"

Jiang Xiang smiled and said, "But will the police believe you? Did you say you picked it up in the car?"

Jiang Ying raised his chin to Ye Chuyang: "Dr. Ye can testify for me, and Dr. Ye and the policeman surnamed Hai are friends. Even if the policeman surnamed Hai doesn't believe me, he won't believe him."

Jiang Xiang slowly took a deep breath, tried to look as unruly as Jiang Ying, and said with a smile: "Then you can just hand it over to the police, why bother to find me?"

Jiang Yingdao: "I want to listen to your explanation first. If you can give me a perfect explanation, I don't have to hand over the evidence to the police."

Jiang Xiang: "What do you want to know?"

Jiang Ying stood up and walked in front of Jiang Xiang, looked down at Jiang Xiang condescendingly, and asked, "Are you the one who killed your father?"

Jiang Xiang blinked at the corner of his eyes, with cold stars in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Brother Ying, your topic has changed so quickly. Aren't we talking about Zhou Qingchu? What are you talking about my dad for?"

Jiang Ying asked again, "Really?"

Jiang Xiang sneered: "Do you think I will say yes?"

Jiang Ying: "You didn't deny it, so that's it."

Jiang Xiang was enraged by him: "Madman, what are you trying to say!"

Jiang Ying raised the corners of his lips, and said slowly, "Answer me one more question, what is your relationship with Anton?"

Jiang Xiang suddenly stood up and stared at Jiang Ying fiercely: "I don't know who the ghost Anton you are talking about, and I don't know him either."

Jiang Ying turned a deaf ear and asked, "Or are you Anton himself?"

Jiang Xiang: "I don't know him."

Jiang Ying: "Even if it wasn't you, you must know each other, otherwise why would he help you kill Jiang Haiyi?"

Jiang Xiang: "I told you I don't know him!"

Jiang Ying took a step forward and forced Jiang Xiang to the sofa. Jiang Xiang couldn't retreat. He fell down on the sofa and looked up at Jiang Ying angrily.

Jiang Ying bent down, looked at his face and said with a smile: "It seems that I guessed right, you really know Anton."

Jiang Xiang was furious, and stared at him fiercely; "I told you, I didn't kill Jiang Haiyi, and I don't know any Anton."

Jiang Ying: "Then please explain why that receipt appeared in the van that took Zhou Qingchu away."

Jiang Xiang: "I will explain to the police, what are you!"

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "You can't even explain it to me, but can you explain it to the police?"

Although they were just talking, Ye Chuyang was still terrified. When there was a sound from the stairs behind him, he turned around suddenly, and saw a woman standing on the stairs, holding on to the handrail, looking this way .

The woman said: "Often, what are you doing?"

This woman is about 50 years old, plainly dressed, with long hair hanging loose, so thin that her bones are exposed. There are deep eye sockets on her oval face, and the bones of her face can still tell that she was a beauty when she was young.She looked very disturbed, pressing her heart like a skittish bunny, staring blankly at the few people in the living room.

Jiang Xiang suddenly pushed Jiang Ying away and ran towards her, lowered his voice as if to frighten her, and said very gently, "Mom, why did you get down?"

Mother Jiang was kind and weak, looked at Ye Chuyang and Jiang Ying again, and said, "Is it a guest? Usually, how can you quarrel with guests."

Jiang Xiangdao: "Stop making noise, stop making noise, we were just messing around, I'll help you go back to your room to rest."

Mother Jiang looked at the bag of fried chestnuts on the coffee table: "Is it chestnuts? Didi likes to eat them, so save some for Didi."

Jiang Xiang picked up the bag of chestnuts and handed them to his mother: "Leave them all to Didi. Mom, go back to the room and peel the chestnuts for Didi. Didi can eat them when he comes back from school."

Mother Jiang smiled, innocent and warm like a girl: "Okay, I'll peel it too, and you and Didi will eat together."

Jiang Xiang helped his mother upstairs, and sent her back to the room. When he went downstairs to face Ye Chuyang and Jiang Ying, his face was frosty again: "Even if you hand over the receipt to the police, I have nothing to say about the questions just now." .So please leave my house immediately, I will wait for the police to come at home."

Ye Chuyang wanted to persuade him, but Jiang Ying grabbed his wrist, stopped him from speaking, and said, "I don't want to hand over the receipt to the police, but I want to make a deal with you."

Jiang Xiang looked at him warily: "What do you want?"

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't force you to answer about Anton, and I don't want your money. You can definitely give me what I want. Wait for my call tomorrow."

Ye Chuyang didn't have a chance to speak until he left the villa and walked in the corridor of the courtyard: "What deal do you want to make with him?"

Jiang Yingdao: "Since he refuses to tell, then we will find it in our own way."

Ye Chuyang: "What are you looking for?"

Jiang Ying: "Anton."

Ye Chuyang turned his head and saw Jiang Xiang standing under the door, watching them off, his blue eyes had a ghostly look.

Back in the car, Ye Chuyang turned the front of the car and drove towards the gate of the community: "There is something wrong with Jiang Xiang's mother."

Jiang Ying said lightly: "Fucking mother went crazy more than ten years ago."

Ye Chuyang was stunned: "Why?"

Jiang Yingdao: "I told you, Jiang Guo had a younger brother named Jiang Di who died when he was five years old. After Jiang Di died, his mother lost his mind and was locked up by his father at home. Half a step from the house."

Ye Chuyang: "How can you lock someone up at home without treatment?"

Jiang Ying: "Jiang Haiyi found her a psychiatrist and a psychiatrist, and the psychiatrist is Zhou Jingye."

Ye Chuyang was very surprised, he didn't expect that Zhou Jing also had such a relationship with the Jiang family, and Zhou Jing also had a very close relationship with Jiang Xiang.

Leaving the Gaosen villa area, Ye Chuyang didn't have much time to feel sorry for Jiang Xiang's mother. He had even more headaches: "What do you want to exchange with Jiang Xiang?"

Jiang Ying nodded his forehead and said, "Brain."

Ye Chuyang understood: "You want me to help Jiang take samples?"

Jiang Ying propped his forehead and looked at the crowds and traffic in the evening ahead, but his eyes were empty: "Jiang Xiang must know Anton's identity. Since he refuses to tell, then I will find it myself."

There was another sentence that Jiang Ying didn't say: When I find him, I will kill him with my own hands.