Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

The curtain that Shi Hongmei was holding fell to the ground silently, and she looked at the young man in front of her nervously, and said anxiously: "You... hello. What do you want me to do? Song Zongming is serving his sentence in Shikumen Prison , After he was sentenced that year, I have no contact with him anymore."

"I know, sister-in-law, I just came here to see you and that child." After Song Jianyu finished speaking, he saw that Song's mother not only did not relax, but became more nervous and vigilant.

He stared suspiciously at the young man in front of him: "Jianyu has nothing to do with your Song family! I raised him alone! Back then you told me to handle it myself! Now I won't let you take him away!"

"My family didn't know that I came to Jinjiang City, so I just passed by to take a look. Song Jianyu is still your child, and no one will take him away." Seeing Song's mother getting more and more excited, Song Jianyu quickly raised his hands to express that he Really just passing by!

Regarding this, Shi Hongmei did not relax her vigilance, "Don't worry about it, that child doesn't know about his father, let alone you, I don't want that child to know that his father is a murderer, you can go."

Song Jianyu, who has already come and has no intention of leaving, said: "I can understand my sister-in-law's thoughts, so I just look at him and have a meal together. If it makes you difficult, I can pretend to be your natal relative, I promise I will not reveal a single word about Song Zongming!

Sister-in-law, please help me, I only met Brother Song before I was three years old, and I have always wanted to see him again for so many years!I heard that Song Jianyu looks a lot like Song Ge, so I just take a look! "

Song Jianyu resorted to the coquettish formula. He has lived with Song's mother for so many years and knows that Song's mother is a soft-hearted person.

As long as you beg her, please her, it will be fine to have dinner with the trumpet Song Jianyu.

Sure enough, under Song Jianyu's constant begging for half an hour, Shi Hongmei finally reluctantly nodded and agreed to have dinner together.

The trick succeeded, and Song Jianyu began to say his second request.

"I heard that the house that Song Ge gave you lived in back then hadn't had time to change the name, so it was always in his name. I wanted to buy a new house for Jianyu as an elder, so I wrote his name.

Prevent those who have ulterior motives from knowing about your living here one day, or if the family members of the victims know, you can still have a new place to hide. "

After Song Jianyu finished speaking, he continued to talk about his plan without waiting for Song's mother to answer.

"I hope you don't tell Song Jianyu about this matter. I will pay for the address and money of the house. He is still in high school, right? This house will be regarded as a house given to him by my elders for future marriage, and the house is in his Under your name, no one will find out your connection with Song Zongming in the future."

Every time Shi Hongmei wanted to speak, she was directly interrupted by the other party, and continued to talk non-stop.

After Song Jianyu finished all his plans, he looked at Song's mother who was silent in front of him with some anxiety: "Sister-in-law, what do you think?"

"You have finished talking, and I understand what you mean. You want to help us and help Jianyu buy a new house. Our family is very grateful for your kindness and care, but I have been running a small shop by myself all these years. After earning some money, I can buy Jianyu a house after he grows up and gets married." Shi Hongmei explained her plan in detail.

Although she doesn't earn much, fortunately, the house where the mother and son live is free of the biggest rent except the simple water, electricity and property expenses. Jianyu is also sensible since she was a child and never compares herself with her classmates. The mother and son have lived here for more than ten years. In 20, she lived a stable life and had a stable income. She also saved [-] million in the past few years since she opened the store.

Song Jianyu didn't expect Song's mother to be so stubborn.

Without Song's mother's consent, it would be even more impossible for the trumpet Song Jianyu to buy a house with her with the documents.

In the afternoon, Song Jianyu went to the bank before eating. Yesterday, while cashing the check, he applied to withdraw 500 million.

Zhou Qiang is a murderer, although the police have not yet found the murderer in the villa no-one case.

However, the money cannot remain under Zhou Qiang's identity information, even if he registered a new mobile phone card at the bank.

The 500 million cash was packed into three large suitcases. Song Jianyu went to the car dealership to rent two cars. Unexpectedly, Zhou Qiang even had a driver's license, which happened to be convenient for him to move around.

After the bank staff helped him carry the three suitcases into the car, the driver carefully circled around Jinjiang City, then changed to another rented vehicle, and took the three suitcases to the car. into Song's mother's clothing store.

Song Jianyu appeared here this time, not only wearing a mask and gloves, but even a sun hat on his head.

After covering most of the human figure, he got out of the car and walked into Mother Song's shop. Someone was looking at the fabrics in the store, and Song Jianyu also pretended to be interested in fabrics. with gusto.

After the guests left, he walked up to Mother Song, showing the only pair of eyes he could see: "Sister-in-law."

Song's mother saw him just now, and she was a little puzzled when she saw that he came back not long after leaving, "Why are you here again?"

"Thinking of having dinner together at night, I don't know what you like to eat? Also, I would like to ask my sister-in-law to help me. I have brought too much luggage when I return home. It is inconvenient to live at a friend's house these days. I can temporarily leave the luggage with you." ?"

He pointed to the car parked outside, and gestured with his fingers: "Just three suitcases, I'll take them when I'm done, okay?"

"You can put it away if you want." There is a warehouse behind the clothing store, which is the place where Song's mother puts excess fabrics, about five or six square meters in size.

Song Jianyu lifted the 500 million cash box from the car, and he pushed the three red suitcases to the ground and placed them behind layers of cloth.

After doing all this, Song Jianyu drove to the hotel again, rented his room for three months in one breath, and asked the room service not to disturb without his permission.

Song Jianyu returned the two rented cars, put on a new set of casual clothes, and went to Donghua Community, Bishui Street.

He waited patiently not far from the community. When a group of old ladies who bought vegetables from the vegetable market were about to enter the community, Song Jianyu stepped forward and found a familiar and the best among them. talking old man.

"Grandma, let me carry so many things for you."

Wen Su raised her head upon hearing the sound, and looked at the strange face in front of her, which was tanned by the sun: "Do you also live in this community? I haven't seen you before."

Most of them have lived in the community for more than ten or twenty years, and everyone is almost familiar with each other.

Therefore, it can be seen at a glance that the young man in front of him is a stranger.

"My relatives live here, and I came back from abroad to visit her."

Song Jianyu bent down and brought the bag of rice in the other party's hand, and said positively: "Let's go, I'll help you to the elevator door."

Wen Su is the most talkative grandma in their community. Song Jianyu took a lot of candy from her when he was a child, and even took laise from her during the Chinese New Year.

The other party's son and daughter-in-law are all living abroad, and they only come back to visit the elderly once a year or two. Grandma Wen Su likes children and young people to talk to her more.

During the Chinese New Year last year, I asked him to invite someone to eat at home. The grandma’s house was deserted and she didn’t prepare anything. Cartoons were always playing on TV. She said that her grandson liked to watch it, and she could talk to her grandson if she watched more. There is a bit of a topic during the video chat.

"You also came back from abroad?" Wen Su heard that he came back from abroad, thinking about his son and grandson in his heart, and followed him eagerly to find out about things abroad.

"Is the sun outside very strong? Your face is a bit severely sunburned."

In fact, when Wen Su first saw it, he thought it was from some country.

It is rare for people to be tanned like this nowadays, and most of the faces are dark and yellow.

"The sun outside is the same size. My face was exposed to the sun when I went skiing in the Alps last month. It will be fine after a while."

Even if Song Jianyu washed this face back and forth three times with facial cleanser, and put on a moisturizing mask to save it.

But Zhou Qiang has been working on the construction site for several years, and this face that has been exposed to the wind and the sun cannot be saved in a day.

Song Jianyu had no choice but to pretend that he had sunburnt marks from skiing outside.

He knew that Grandma Wensu's family all lived in Germany, so Song Jianyu specially picked up topics and customs about Germany on the Internet to tell her.

Sure enough, Grandma Wen Su didn't have any suspicions at all, and when she sent him all the way to the elevator door, she didn't forget to take an apple from her basket and give it to Song Jianyu.

After the person holding the red apple came out from the next building, he went straight to his own building, and those who didn't walk from the elevator went directly to the stairwell.

After reaching the sixth floor all the way, Song Jianyu stood at the door of his room and rang the doorbell.

After the doorbell rang three times, he listened attentively to the movement in the room, and after confirming that his trumpet was not at home, he immediately took out the key hidden in the back of the door at the door.

Gently opened the door and got in.

Ten minutes later, Song Jianyu hid the household registration book stolen from Song's mother's room and the bank card in Song Jianyu's own room in his arms, quietly closed the door, put the key back in the original place, and left Donghua district.

These things were put by Song Jianyu in the hotel where he had successfully continued his stay. After finishing all these things, he rushed to the clothing store to eat with Song's mother and the trumpet Song Jianyu who had just arrived home.

The trumpet Song Jianyu, who received a call from Song's mother with his schoolbag, sat on a chair in the shop and read the novel. When he heard footsteps, he looked up at the customers who came in at the door.

"Uncle, we are closed today."

Song's mother said that she would invite him out for dinner today, so she was changing clothes inside, and they were about to go out after changing.

"I know, I made an appointment with your mother to have dinner together." Before Song Jianyu finished speaking, Song's mother, who had changed in the fitting room, came out and introduced her son.

"This is your brother Minghui. This time he came from his hometown and wanted to see you. Mom and him haven't seen each other for many years. It happened that the three of us went out for a meal."

Brother Minghui himself took off the mask on his face, and echoed repeatedly: "Auntie is right, I am a relative of her hometown, and I happened to pass by here this time."

Song Jianyu, the trumpet sitting on the chair, looked at the other's familiar face: "I remember you, I saw you in the Internet cafe yesterday."