No trace of espionage

Chapter 820 The Talkative Lady Boss

Liu Ying lowered her head, and after a while she replied in a voice like mosquitoes and ants: "What do you think of me? Cry or laugh?"

"No emotion?"

"Well, it would be false to say that there is no one. Anyway, I heard that he died, so I didn't laugh. I have always hated him, hated him for ruining me and not marrying me. I often think, I want to marry someone else, only he died Only then. So, I have been looking forward to his death.

But he died, what did I get?Aren't you being laughed at?It used to be a secret joke, but now it is a door-blocking joke.Are these three barbers here for a haircut?Ever since he entered the door, he kept saying obscene words, and the man who was halfway to talk to him still made a fuss.When Yang Yutang was around, which one of them would dare?
Sir, I really don't know what to do, anyway, I'm in such a mess. "

Liu Ying said while Lin Chuang observed.

I found that her eyes were full of bewilderment, no happiness or sadness, and fear of the future.

Lin Chuang understood her expression and mood, because she was always in a passive position, never took the initiative, and never took her fate into her own hands.

Faced with Yang Yutang's threat, Liu Ying did not choose to fight, but chose to submit, and even chose to enjoy it-this situation can only be said to be her personal sorrow.

As Yang Yutang's plaything, she should naturally hate him; but it was also this hateful person who shielded her from the wind and rain.

Therefore, her current mood is indescribable, it is very chaotic.

"When was the last time you saw Yang Yutang?" Lin Chuang then asked.

"The night before yesterday." Liu Ying replied in a low voice.

"more specific."

"He drank that day, so, just came."

"What time did you come, what time did you leave? Did you do that?"

"...It was almost nine o'clock when I came, and it was past ten thirty when I left... That's done."

"Do you want to do it on the bed, or standing?"

"……on the bed."

"Does he like to stand?"

"He likes it, I don't like it."

"Has he ever told you to have an affair with another woman?"

"I said that as long as the woman who committed the crime is caught, that's all."

"Apart from the offender, are there any nearby residents?"

"No, he didn't say it anyway, and I haven't heard of it either."

Mrs. Yang has already said what Liu Ying said, and it is quite right.

Lin Chuang asked again: "Liu Ying, do you live in the store or at home? I heard that your parents and your brother live nearby, right?"

"I'm going home to live."

"Then why didn't you come home after nine o'clock the night before? It's already late, aren't you afraid?"

"...I'm waiting for him."

"He told you to come to see you at night?"

"No."

Understood.

Whether it is to have fun while suffering, or to have a long-term love, anyway, Liu Ying enjoys it very much.

I finally understood why her face was so radiant.

In this sense, Liu Ying seems to have no motive to kill.

"Liu Ying, do your parents and elder brother know about Yang Yutang?" Lin Chuang asked again.

Liu Ying kept her head down. When she heard this, she suddenly raised her head: "Sir, they are all honest people, and they dare not kill people."

"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking about the situation."

"The day Yang Yutang took me by force, my parents knew about it. They also hated Yang Yutang, but what can they do? My father knelt down to him and begged him to let me go, but he took out a gun and shot at my father On the forehead, if you dare to stop, you will kill your whole family. My father was terrified, and he never dared to say anything else after that, he just sighed."

"Where's your brother? How old is it today?"

"My brother is 27. He has a sister-in-law and a nephew. Although my brother loves me, he also hates Yang Yutang. What's the matter? Fighting with him? Then how will my sister-in-law and nephew live?"

"So you've been enduring it all this time?"

"..."

"What does your brother do? Has he ever been a soldier?"

"My brother has been working in the Hongda Flour Mill for ten years. He has never been a soldier."

"How tall is he?"

"1.6 meters eight."

"How old is your father? How tall is he?"

"My father is 46 years old, and his height is 1.6 meters five."

When asked here, the suspicion of Liu Ying's father and brother was basically ruled out.

Lin Chuang asked again: "Have you ever given Yang Yutang a gold thread purse with a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it?"

"No."

"Have you seen this kind of thing on Yang Yutang?"

"No."

"Liu Ying, you are responsible for what you told me today. If it is not true, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"I know. Sir, what I tell is the truth, I dare not tell lies."

Lin Chuang stood up, looked at Liu Ying twisting the hem of her clothes uneasily, and thought, "This is a poor woman."

……

After leaving the barber shop, because Liu Chunxiao was wearing a police uniform, Lin Chuang thought it was an eyesore, so he sent him back to the barber shop, and walked to Junde Middle School with Zhang Jin and others.

Junde Middle School is also on Qipan Street, walk 10 minutes south from Chungengli, and it is on the east side of the road.

Lin Chuang thought while walking: "Yang Yutang will definitely meet many people along the way to Junde Middle School. As a 'celebrity' on the street, there must be many people who know him. If you ask patiently, you will definitely be able to find out about the situation.

It's a pity that Wang Mu's investigation is still not enough. "

Opposite Junde Middle School, there is a "Dachang Noodle Restaurant".

Lin Chuang took a look and found that the store was very popular. Although it was past mealtime, there were still people coming in and out.

"Zhang Jin, are you hungry?"

Lin Chuang asked Zhang Jin.

"I'm quite full at noon, I'm not hungry."

"Can I have another bowl of noodles?"

"can."

"Okay, let's go in and taste the large intestine noodles?"

After all, the two entered the noodle shop with the other two guards.

There are seven or eight tables in the noodle shop, and there is a tall counter directly opposite the door.

There are only two tables of three guests in the store now, one table for one person and the other table for two people.A middle-aged woman is busy.

At first glance, this is the boss lady.

Seeing Lin Chuang coming in, the proprietress hurried over and greeted warmly: "Sir, please come in, it's cold outside."

The four of them sat down, and the proprietress wiped the table and asked, "Sir, how many bowls of noodles do you want, one bowl for each person?"

"How much is a bowl?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Fifty cents a bowl, enough noodle soup."

"So expensive?"

"Oh, it's not expensive. Sir, our large intestine is not one or two pieces, it's definitely enough. Besides, in such a cold day, eating a bowl of noodles and drinking a bowl of hot noodle soup is not better than eating anything else?"

I heard that the proprietress is a talkative person.

"Okay, three bowls of noodles and a bowl of noodle soup for me." Lin Chuang said.

"Okay." The proprietress agreed, and shouted to the back: "Three bowls of noodles and one bowl of soup!"

Someone from behind continued: "Three bowls of noodles and one bowl of soup!"

"Wait a minute, it will be ready soon." The proprietress said.

"Boss, I heard that someone died on your street, and you were a police chief. Is this right?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Accurate! Why not? Let me tell you, sir, the customers in my store today have everything to say, and it's very lively."

The proprietress said excitedly.

(End of this chapter)