Quietness returned to the ward, Ye Muan was deep in thought, and Zhuang Yuan did not dare to disturb him.
After a while, Ye Muan adjusted his posture.
Only then did Zhuang Yuan dare to ask: "Master An, are Wang Yang's words credible?"
"He should have no reason to lie to cover up the people behind the scenes."
Ye Mu'an said.
Zhuang Yuan also thought so. Wang Yang knew that the matter was exposed, so in order not to offend the Ye family to death, he would definitely tell the truth.
"Then I will expand the surveillance scope and check the road surveillance to see if I can find anything."
Zhuang Yuan asked for instructions.
Ye Muan shook his head: "There will be no discovery. The other party is very smart and has been misleading us."
Zhuang Yuan was also worried and felt that he had no idea what to do, so he said: "Wang Yang only said that she was an old woman and didn't remember any characteristics.
It’s really hard to find.”
"No, he said it."
Ye Mu'an said.
Zhuang Yuan groaned, thought about it, and said with a smile: "An old woman has the scent of a young woman, what kind of characteristic is this?"
"That's a very obvious characteristic."
Ye Muan said: "There are two possibilities.
First, the old woman had lived with a young woman for a long time, so her body was tainted with the young woman's fragrance.
Secondly, she was not an old woman, but a young woman disguised to deceive others."
Zhuang Yuan was suddenly enlightened, and he suddenly thought of someone: "Wang Xiaoyu, she has a grandmother who is about the same age as Wang Yang described."
Ye Muan nodded slightly: "Go and check all the surveillance cameras near Wang Xiaoyu's house."
With the direction, Zhuang Yuan regained his energy and responded and was about to run out.
"How did you go about investigating Li Yan?"
Ye Muan's question stopped him again.
Zhuang Yuan turned around and slapped his forehead: "I almost forgot.
I asked people to investigate Li Yan's affairs abroad in recent years, and found out that she had a male assistant and they had a close relationship.
When Li Yan returned to China, he brought his assistant with him, but the assistant never showed up after that."
"Have you checked the assistant's personal information?"
Ye Muan asked.
"Checked."
Zhuang Yang replied: "The assistant's name is Wu Hui, a Chinese American who grew up in a welfare home in New York. I don't know how Li Yan met him and promoted him to be his assistant."
Ye Mu'an hummed: "Send someone to keep an eye on Li Yan and find this Wu Hui."
"Someone is already watching."
Zhuang Yang said: "But these days, Li Yan goes to work early in the morning and returns late every day. He works on the line between two o'clock and has no contact with Wu Hui."
"Sooner or later the fox will show its tail."
Ye Muan said calmly.
Zhuang Yuan responded yes.
Ye Muan waved him away.
After Zhuang Yuan left, the ward fell silent again, and Ye Muan held his forehead and fell into deep thought.
What is the relationship between these four people, the old woman, Wang Xiaoyu, Li Yan, and Wu Hui?
What grudges do you have with the Ye family?
The Ye family tree is very popular, and it has made countless enemies overtly and covertly. Ye Mu Anrao is extremely smart, and he really can't imagine who this enemy is and what the reason for the enmity is.
...Xia Song's apartment.
Xia Jingze and Song Jiaren used their spare electronic cards to open the apartment door. As soon as they entered, they were greeted by darkness. The couple changed their shoes at the entrance and turned on the lights.
The movement was not loud, but Xia Song, who was still asleep, heard it immediately.
Xia Song's heart skipped a beat. Of course she wouldn't think that there was a thief in her home. The security measures in the community were very good. Each unit had security guards on duty at night. Visitors without electronic cards not only had to register their identity, but also had to ask the owner for permission.
Can only be released after getting permission.
The people who can directly open the door of the unit and the door of her own house must be her parents. Only her parents have the key to her place.
This is simply more terrifying than being robbed.
Xia Song couldn't care less about her physical discomfort, and hurriedly jumped out of bed, opened the closet, took out a turtleneck sweater and put it on, then quickly jumped back into bed and huddled under the quilt, pretending to be asleep.
At the same time, the bedroom door had been opened, and the couple crept in. Xia Jingze turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone, and Song Jiaren walked to the bedside and turned on the bedside lamp.
Xia Song took the opportunity to open his eyes, first took a breath, then rubbed his eyes, and then saw Xia Jingze and Song Jiaren.
"Mom and Dad?"
Xia Song looked surprised: "Why are you here?"
The couple felt relieved when they saw their daughter sleeping well at home.
"My baby, you must be scared tonight."
Xia Jingze touched his daughter's forehead and felt extremely distressed.
Xia Song immediately understood the reason why her parents came over so late at night. They must have known about what happened at the banquet and were worried that she would be molested by Wang Yang.
"Dad, I'm not a child anymore. Besides, Wang Yang didn't do anything to me. He was beaten by the fourth brother without even holding my hand."
Xia Song said helplessly.
"If he dares to hold your hand, see if I don't chop him up."
Xia Jingze said angrily.
Xia Song thought to himself, then go ahead and chop up that beast Ye Muyi, because he made your daughter sleep.
I was thinking this in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it with my mouth.
"Why did you fall asleep wearing a sweater?
Not too hot?"
Song Jiaren had sharp eyes and reached out to pull her quilt.
Xia Song felt that she was in danger. Fortunately, she didn't fall asleep. Otherwise, when her parents came in and saw traces all over her body, she would be dead.
"I caught a cold when I came back."
Xia Song pretended to be uncomfortable and shrank into the bed.
"Caught a cold?
Do you have a fever?"
Xia Jingze was very nervous about his precious daughter and quickly tested the temperature of her forehead with his hands.
"I had a low fever when I came back. I took antipyretics and the fever should be gone by now."
Xia Song lied with a guilty conscience.
Xia Jingze didn't feel like he had a fever, so he said, "The fever is gone, but you can't be careless.
Wife, let’s stay here for the night, lest there is no one to take care of our daughter if she gets a fever at night.”
"OK."
Song Jiaren said: "I'm going to sleep on the bed."
Xia Song opened her mouth, but she didn't dare to run over her parents and go home, otherwise they would definitely be suspicious.
"Songsong, be good. Dad will go see if there is any ginger in the kitchen and make you a bowl of ginger tea. You can drink it before going to bed."
Xia Jingze patted his daughter's head and stood up and left the bedroom.
Xia Song was about to cry but had no tears. She hated drinking ginger tea.
Xia Jingze was very quick, and he came in with ginger tea in less than ten minutes. He knew that his daughter had not liked drinking ginger tea since she was a child, so he coaxed and lied to her, so he coaxed a bowl of ginger tea into her belly.
"You're so good. If you eat a candy, it won't make you spicy anymore."
Xia Jingze stuffed the peeled candy into her mouth.
Xia Song held the candy in her mouth and almost cried.
"Okay, go to sleep.
Dad will wait until you fall asleep before going out."
Xia Jingze still coaxed her like he did when he was a child. Every time she got sick, he would always take care of her.
Xia Song was also very close to her father. She reached out from the quilt and took his big hand, closing her eyes gently.
Maybe she was really tired, so she fell asleep quickly.
Song Jiaren made the bed and came in. Xia Jingze made a silent gesture to her, put his daughter's hand under the quilt, and tucked her in. Then the couple walked out quietly and closed the door.
After returning to the second bedroom and lying on the bed, Xia Jingze picked up his cell phone and set an alarm, which would ring every two hours to check if his daughter had a fever.
"My young lover is more favored than my old lover."
Song Jiaren pretended to be jealous.
Xia Jingze smiled and pulled her into his arms, and kissed her heavily on the face: "How old are you to be jealous of your daughter? How many more years can your daughter stay with us? When she gets married, I will still be yours.
"
Song Jiaren chuckled, said something glib and turned off the bedside lamp.
The room fell into darkness and the couple fell asleep hugging each other.