I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 318 Clues are rewards for the brave

It is difficult to get rid of such confusion in a short while.

When Su Chengyi was sitting at the dinner table, he was still thinking hard and kept his chopsticks in the rice for a long time without moving.

Although Yang Liu just felt worried, she was still middle-aged after all, so she got over it after sighing.

But due to Su Chengyi's character, whenever he encounters something, no matter whether it has anything to do with him or not, he always wants to intervene.

Ever since he was reborn, this seemed to be his mission.

For unforeseen emergencies that have no clue, standing by and watching is of course the best way to deal with them.

However, it seems cooler to do good deeds without worrying about the future.

Lin Zhiwan quickly noticed that Su Chengyi was absent-minded. As keen as she was, of course she quickly guessed the reason.

But she couldn't speak, and couldn't even say a word of comfort.

After a long time, he just put the specially reserved piece of chicken wings into Su Chengyi's bowl.

Su Chengyi reacted and said thanks.

Lin Zhiwan's cooking skills are always very good, and the free-range chicken is smooth and delicious.

People like Yang Liu who are extremely picky about the taste and raw materials of food were easily convinced and praised him repeatedly.

Lin Zhiwan was a little embarrassed by her praise. She didn't eat much. After putting down her chopsticks, she stood up to do other things.

Only then did Su Chengyi realize that there was a meal reserved next to him. The white porcelain bowl was specially placed by the stove to keep it warm. When Lin Zhiwan picked it up, she carefully used a towel to insulate it.

As soon as he thought about it, he saw Lin Zhiwan lifting the curtain at the door and waving to the door.

Aunt Zhou was sitting on the steps opposite to rest. Her face was gray and tired. After a while, she stood up and walked over.

Lin Zhiwan tried her best to smile with relief.

Before this accident, Aunt Zhou was a very enthusiastic person.

At that time, she and Lin Tong had just arrived. They were young and didn't understand anything. The aunt gave them a lot of help.

Now that the other party encountered this kind of thing, she wanted to help from the bottom of her heart, but she was speechless, couldn't even ask around, and could hardly help.

Lin Tong can also help edit and print missing person notices. Brother Xiaofei can tacitly allow her to ask for information at the mahjong parlor with the most traffic in the neighborhood, but all he can do is cook an extra meal and treat her to it.

Lin Zhiwan and Su Chengyi actually felt quite similar at this time. They both felt helpless when they wanted to help but were unable to do so.

"Is it convenient for you to tell me more about Zhou Yan?"

Knowing that the family members had no intention of exchanging pleasantries at this time, Su Chengyi went straight to the point and asked.

Aunt Zhou's hand holding the chopsticks trembled a few times, then she gently placed it on the edge of the table.

In this situation, it would be great as long as someone is willing to help. What's more, after a few months, everyone's initial sympathy has been almost worn away. Not to mention whether they are willing to help, there are very few people who are still willing to listen to her.

Everyone has their own lives to live, and she doesn't want to disturb other people, but there is no better way.

"Yanyan couldn't be contacted since September 12th. On the 10th, he told me that he had a job. He would be away for about three or four days and wouldn't be able to go home. The total amount would be 3,000 yuan. I didn’t agree at first because it took too long and I was a little worried.”

Aunt Zhou has probably said these words countless times in front of police investigators and neighbors, so when she speaks, her eyes are empty and her tone is numb and very robotic.

Su Chengyi listened and asked aloud:

"Three thousand dollars?"

This is a salary that is not in line with contemporary mainstream standards.

Aunt Zhou sighed and explained:

"Yanyan said that he met a big brother on the road and he had a way to make money. He had been there several times before and nothing happened. He really made money."

I often walk by the river, so how can I not wet my shoes?

Su Cheng realized that luck is really harmful to people.

A high-risk, high-yield "money-making path" is definitely illegal or involves repeatedly jumping on the edge of the law. No matter which way it is, there will be no recovery after it overturns.

"This time it took too long, so I didn't want him to go. On the surface, he promised well, but he slipped away again in the middle of the night.

On the first day, I was able to send a text message to say I was safe, but from the second day onwards, I couldn't contact him. "

If there is still a report of safety on the 11th, it can basically be confirmed that the incident happened on September 12th.

Su Chengyi secretly wrote down this date.

"I waited another day and went to call the police early on the 13th. After checking the surveillance system, I found that he got into a van early in the morning. The license plate number was all fake, and he just disappeared."

So all the clues were interrupted. When Aunt Zhou said this, her mood finally collapsed again.

"I'm sorry for Yanyan. I've known for a long time that he shouldn't be allowed to make money. He works so hard to support his family. It's all my fault. It's all my fault."

If she kept talking, Yang Liu would hug her and cry.

The atmosphere in the small room was depressing and heavy.

Su Chengyi lowered his head and glanced at his watch. There were still five minutes until the hour. He watched the hands ticking forward and decided to leave these five minutes for her to feel sorry for herself.

It is necessary to vent your emotions, otherwise self-blame and shame will drive people crazy.

And most people probably won't give her such a chance anymore.

The story of Mrs. Xianglin has always been happening, and the spectators in the story are always there.

"She may not know that her sorrow has been chewed and appreciated by everyone for many days, and has long since become dregs, worthy only of being disgusted and despised. Just from people's smiles, she seems to feel that it is cold and sharp, and there is no need for her to speak anymore. . She just glanced at them and didn't answer a word."

Fortunately, times have changed now, and most of the people around Aunt Zhou are full of good intentions.

Su Chengyi watched the pointer swing to the hour and then raised his eyes.

Yang Liu empathized and held Aunt Zhou's hand to comfort her, saying something like "good people have their own destiny"; Lin Tong turned his back to a few people and packed the dishes in silence; Lin Zhiwan stood aside with red eyes.

"Auntie, I will help you pay attention."

Su Chengyi suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words came out, several people were slightly startled.

But only Lin Tong knew that Su Chengyi would say such words, which meant that he would not simply "pay attention".

He would only speak out when he was determined to intervene in the matter.

Just like when he saved himself from the bullying of Hou Xiaohong and his gang.

In fact, Su Chengyi didn't know much about it. With his current ability, it was difficult to investigate and figure out this kind of thing. The reality was not "Conan" or "Sherlock".

But how do you know if you don’t try?

There was a calm firmness in his tone, which was inexplicably convincing. Aunt Zhou, who had been as helpless as a headless fly, suddenly felt that she had grasped a life-saving straw. She bent her knees and almost knelt down to thank him.

Fortunately, Yangliu's quick eyes and hands quickly helped her, otherwise Su Chengyi would have felt 10,000 regrets.

At this time, the cell phone rang, and Su Chengyi quickly took the opportunity to walk to the door to avoid the subsequent series of conversations thanking him for his help.

The caller ID showed He Wufei.

Almost the moment he saw the name, Su Chengyi felt an electric current pass through his brain.

The phone vibrated in the palm of his hand, and his heartbeat accelerated.

Yes, he remembered where he had met Zhou Yan.

At that time, in order to investigate He Wufei's identity, Su Chengyi deduced from the clothes under the raincoat that he was a waiter.

From the ill-fitting clothing, it is inferred that he is a part-time employee rather than a permanent employee.

After investigating all the way, it was finally determined that his clothes came from a restaurant called Deyue Restaurant. The restaurant hosted a 100th birthday party, so it needed a lot of temporary workers.

Su Chengyi sneaked into the banquet the next day and learned He Wufei's identity information from the waiter he met backstage.

Zhou Yan is the waiter.

"Hello? Are you listening? What's going on?"

After falling into memories, it took Su Chengyi a while to hear He Wufei's slightly confused voice on the other end of the receiver. "Well, you say."

"Are you at home now? I sent the model file. You can take a look at it when you have time."

There was the sound of typing on the keyboard from He Wufei's side. He seemed to be working intensively recently.

"it is good."

Su Chengyi agreed and then remained silent.

He Wufei quickly realized something was wrong, and then asked:

"What's the matter?"

It's not that he's very sharp, it's just that this master usually hangs up the phone faster than a ghost. Sometimes, before he even finishes saying "Bye", he can only hear the "beep, beep, beep" busy tone. .

He didn't hang up for a long time today. He Wufei suddenly felt something was wrong and had a bad premonition.

The sky is blue, there won’t be a Shura field again, right? He was already shaking and sweating profusely.

"Yeah. Wukong, do you remember that you worked part-time at a place called Deyue Restaurant before?"

Su Cheng glanced at the people in the room without any trace, and then took two steps outside.

"Deyue Restaurant. Remember."

He Wufei looked at the 3D modeling on the screen, was silent for a moment, and frowned as he thought about it.

of course I remember.

It was while working part-time here that the famous detective Su Chengyi searched half of the city to find out his identity.

"Why didn't you go to work on the last day? Because you knew I was looking for you?"

When Su Chengyi asked, He Wufei remembered it.

"No. I felt something wasn't right about that place at the time."

"Exactly what's wrong."

“The salary was wrong, the atmosphere was wrong, and the people in charge of recruitment were wrong. But if I say that, I didn’t have much sense of crisis at that time.

The reason I ran away was because the manager kept questioning me about my identity the night before, and kept saying that if I wanted to receive money, I would have to come here often to pick up jobs.

This doesn’t make sense no matter how you look at it, right? It was like signing a contract of betrayal, so I didn’t go.

Temporary workers like us have neither contracts nor legal protections, just a verbal agreement, so I didn't bother asking for wages or anything like that. "

He Wufei carefully explained the reason why he ran away at that time.

"So you almost starved to death at home, right?"

Su Chengyi came over slowly.

He Wufei: "."

That's true. If Su Chengyi hadn't happened to be squatting downstairs at his house that night, he might have died in front of his house.

"It turns out that you were right to run away."

Su Chengyi said. I have to say that this guy is really good at sensing danger, and his running skills are also extraordinary.

"what happened?"

Su Chengyi told Zhou Yan's story in detail, then sent the photo on the missing person notice and asked:

"Do you remember this person?"

".Don't really remember."

He Wufei tried to think back, but found nothing. He used to live like a walking zombie, how could he care about a colleague he met part-time.

Expected.

Su Chengyi thought for a while and asked another question:

"Do you still have an impression of that manager? What's his name?"

Judging from He Wufei's description, he is most likely what Zhou Yan calls an "acquaintance on the road."

"He didn't tell us the specific name. If I remember correctly, his surname is Sun. I once heard a customer call him Sun Er, but it was probably a nickname."

After hanging up the phone, Su Chengyi repeated the information in his mind.

Although I met Zhou Yan before he disappeared, his disappearance was obviously related to this so-called acquaintance, and this acquaintance was very likely to be Sun Er.

Sun Er is the manager of Deyue Restaurant, which is a fixed identity.

Things seem to be clearing up here.

The clues that suddenly come are the reward for the brave!

Su Chengyi took a deep breath to calm down, and then began a new round of calm thinking.

Regarding this Deyue Restaurant, he felt the same as He Wufei, something was wrong from head to toe.

So after he got the information from He Wufei, he even slipped away through the direct back door. Before leaving, he reminded Zhou Yan in a subtle way - there is no such thing as a free lunch.

However, Zhou Yan was obviously inexperienced and in need of money. Even though he felt strange in his heart, he quickly dismissed it.

If only I could have reminded him more at that time.

Su Chengyi shook his head, it was useless to think about it now.

At that time, he was just a suspicion, with no substantial evidence at all. Even if he said it, Zhou Yan wouldn't believe it.

After thinking for a moment, Su Chengyi used the mobile browser to search for information about Deyue Restaurant.

As expected, there is very little publicly visible information, and it is impossible to find out who the investors behind it are.

There are a few more reviews, but they are all from a few months ago, and without exception they are all negative reviews.

Some complained about the poor service and bad attitude; some complained about the restaurant's shabby environment and poor hygiene; some complained that the food was unpalatable and unappetizing.

Seeing these comments at the time, Su Chengyi only felt funny.

Looking at it now, I feel that it can be seen from this that the existence of this restaurant is obviously not for profit, but has other meanings.

Since you can’t find information online, let’s check it out offline.

Thinking like this, Su Chengyi immediately took a taxi to the location of Deyue Restaurant on the map.

However, things are not as simple as imagined.

When he came here last year, Su Chengyi thought that Deyue Restaurant was different from the reviews. At least it looked pretty good on the outside.

And now there's not even the outside anymore.

The whole restaurant was lifeless, the door was closed, it looked like it hadn't been open for a long time, and there wasn't any notice of suspension of business.

Come to think of it, there aren't any regular diners at all.

Should the newly discovered clues be cut off here?

Su Chengyi stood at the door in silence for a long time, the back of his windbreaker was blown loudly.

"Ding ding dong dong~"

The phone rang, and Su Chengyi slowly took it out of his pocket.

A call from Miss Chu.

Su Chengyi stared at the screen and suddenly had a thought in his mind.

Clues that don't come suddenly are rewards for the brave ones who have a backing!

　Thanks to the book friend The Only Divine Bishop, Mr. Power for the reward, and thank you all for your subscription and voting support!

　　

　

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