Paper horse incense shop

"Yang Jian, Yang Jian"

Officer Zeng flipped through the pages and finally shook his head firmly:

"I don't know him, and neither Yang Jinhua nor Yang Jiangyue has any contact records with this person."

"No one in my family has ever mentioned this person. Are you sure it's this name?"

"If he is Yang Jiangyue's apprentice, and it is still his family name, then Yang Jiangyue will always show up at his funeral, right? Will his relatives and friends have seen him?"

"It's not in these materials."

My heart sank, and I finally realized what was happening.

Not a single word Yang Jinhua said was credible, but Yang Jian's words and Officer Zeng's words could support each other.

Among these people, Yang Jian is not a relative of Yang Jiangyue, but he calls Yang Jinhua his master's wife, so he is most likely the apprentice of Yang Jinhua's ex-husband, the 'miracle doctor'!

I have been in Changzhou for so long, and half-eyed Yang Jian's behavior and everyone's evaluation of him are actually quite decent.

However, he seemed to be in that small attic all the time, and no one knew whether he was afraid of light or not.

In other words, once he died, no one knew whether he had come into contact with the "thing that could rejuvenate youth" left behind by the miracle doctor.

The reason why Yang Jian with half an eye has not returned to Shucheng, apart from the possibility of being controlled by Yang Jinhua, there may be another interpretation, that is——

'The master is dead, and the ways are different and do not work together. '

It is possible that these two people broke up.

Although the dead miracle doctor Yang Jinhua has half an eye, the appearance and age of these people are probably beyond their reach.

But there are things that can rejuvenate people, so no matter how old they look, their actual age is something hidden under the ice.

Under Yang Jinhua’s layers of lies, the water is deeper than I imagined.

Officer Zeng asked for information in detail, took up his pen and wrote down Yang Jian's name on his booklet, and even gave me a glance:
"That's the right name, right?"

"Don't look so sad, I'll check it out later."

I nodded and said thank you. Officer Zeng started to walk away, but stopped after taking half a step.

He looked at me and I looked at him. The two of them looked at each other for a moment. I was a little confused:

"Officer Zeng, is there anything else?"

This time, Officer Zeng was a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed:
"I thought you would call me every time you wanted to leave. I might as well not leave this time to see if you have anything else to say."

I couldn't help but laugh a little. After repeatedly ensuring that it was not the case, I walked out of the restaurant with Officer Zeng.

Seeing that my favorite restaurant had been banned in just a few hours, and the weather-beaten plaque was still hanging at the entrance of the store, but the store was already empty, I felt a little mixed for a while.

Shucheng is very big, and there is one less place for me to stay, so I can only turn around and walk towards Yang Jinhua's house.

I didn’t really want to go back to that cold villa, so I wasn’t in a hurry at all. I just regarded it as a walk. As I walked slowly, I took out a new mobile phone from the iron box, holding a new one and an old one in each hand. Play together and check your unread messages.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it. Once you look at it, there are all unread messages, all of which were sent when I was dealing with the incident involving the proprietress of the restaurant.

In the old mobile phone, there was only one application to add a new friend in the chat software. I sent seven or eight messages in the application, all stating my surname was Gu, hoping I would pass.

In contrast, the situation on the new phone is simply mind-numbing. The missed calls records are all densely packed with calls made by Yang Jinhua. The number was already ninety-eighth in the previous minute. This feeling of coercion was as if the other party was stepping on my head and forcing me to answer the phone.

To be honest, no matter which one they are, they are quite troublesome.

I could only get Mr. Gu’s friend application approved as soon as possible, then bite the bullet and start calling Yang Jinhua back.

The person on the other end seemed to be calling relentlessly, and the call was still ongoing. The second time I learned not to play, the call over there came quickly.

Yang Jinhua's voice on the microphone was filled with ice repeatedly, and she only said two words:

"return."

I didn't even answer and the person on the other end hung up the phone.

It's really quite frightening.
I smiled to myself, stopped a car on the side of the road, got in the car and started to check the messages carefully. Mr. Gu seemed to have been waiting for my response. The new message was sent soon after I passed the friend application.

There are not many words in the new message, just one sentence:

"Miss Tu, can I meet you if you have time?"

Other than that, there is no information.

I thought about it and sent a message:
"time and location."

The message "Inputting" on Master Gu's side bounced several times, and finally it came out:
"It will be all right."

"If you don't mind, next time you come to the Rose Hall, send me a message and I'll go find you right away, okay?"

I frowned slightly and said frankly:

"You must have come to me because you want to talk to me about something. You have to avoid people like Yang Jinhua. Meeting inside the Rose Club is not a wise move."

"I'll go, and Yang Jinhua will go too."

Perhaps my outspoken words and address to Yang Jinhua gave him the courage. This time, the other party responded very quickly. The words in the message were no longer as restrained as they were originally, but rather showed some calmness:
"It doesn't matter."

“I arrange things that are attention-grabbing enough so that they don’t notice us talking.”

"Isn't there an old saying that it's dark under the lamp? You are under Yang Jinhua's hands, and of course you know her temper. Since you have some thoughts of your own, you can't be timid."

It's all a riddle, and a smart person doesn't even have to ask questions.

Is he here for that matter?
I was silent for a few seconds, acquiescing to his statement, casually replied with a message that was acceptable, and then turned off the phone.

The vehicle slowly drove into the villa area, and I quickly ran into the hall.

In late spring and early summer, Yang Jinhua was sitting comfortably on the sofa drinking tea. She looked a little afraid of the cold. She put on a mink velvet vest, and she looked like a noble lady who had traveled through time in the last century.

She had been complaining of illness for the past few days. It was rare that she was dressed so exquisitely and with bright makeup. Almost at a glance, I could tell that she had the desire to go out tonight.

Yang Jinhua put down the tea cup in her hand and glanced at me sideways:
"I haven't been taking care of you lately, how about having a good time?"

I didn't dare to answer, so I walked to her side obediently, and then said softly:
"Auntie, do you want me to go upstairs and change my clothes?"

Yang Jinhua looked me up and down:
"Go ahead, just wear something clean today. Just wear that little white dress, Clear Water Hibiscus, it's pretty good."

I returned to the room at an extremely fast speed, finished changing my clothes, and typed the information very quickly with my fingers:
"I will most likely go to the Rose Hall. See you tonight."