Two young police officers came, a man and a woman. Mr. Yang received them in the living room on the first floor. Others were upstairs and did not come down.
After introducing herself, the female police officer took out a pen and paper and started recording. The male police officer played a video on his mobile phone and asked straight to the point:
"Mr. Yang, do you know these two young men?"
"Did they commit something?" Mr. Yang glanced at the policewoman taking the note and frowned.
"Oh, this is just a routine inquiry," the male police officer paused and explained: "Mr. Yang, don't get me wrong, we are here to ask them to assist in investigating a case."
"What case?"
"Mr. Yang, please stop asking."
"I don't know them," Mr. Yang denied. "We bumped into each other by chance. I don't know who they are."
"Mr. Yang," the male policeman chuckled, played the video somewhere, and said, "Look, this young man turned around to say hello to you!"
"Really?" Mr. Yang shook his head: "I don't remember."
"Mr. Yang!" The male police officer's face darkened slightly and he raised his voice: "As a citizen of China, you are obliged to cooperate with the police investigation. Please correct your attitude and cooperate with our work!"
"Comrade police," Mr. Yang was also angry: "If Mr. Yang has violated the law, you can take me away and I will cooperate. As for these two, I don't know them. I just don't know them. You don't force me." use."
The two sides fell into a stalemate.
"Mr. Yang," the female police officer said with a smile, "Mr. Yang may be a noble person and forget things. However, the manager of the barbecue restaurant said that you also asked for a waitress's uniform from the store last night. Wear it on the lady in the video. Mr. Yang won’t deny this, right?”
"Is this happening?" Mr. Yang secretly cried out in his heart.
He would never dare to reveal any information about Yang Zhen.
Even though the two of them were laughing and joking and calling each other brothers last night, in fact, he was very wary and fearful in his heart.
He comes from that world, so he naturally knows what Zifu means.
The elder of the Zhu family is the one who builds the foundation. In front of him and his mother, they are as insurmountable as a mountain. Zifu, that is an existence that can move mountains and fill seas, and can make you disappear in a snap of your fingers.
Can he not be afraid?
Fortunately, Yang Zhen has a gentle attitude, is quite friendly to the mortal who occupies his predecessor, and is very filial to their mother. Especially in order not to make my mother sad, and at the same time not to make it difficult for myself, I decided to continue to hide the truth and just wanted to be by the old man's side, which was enough.
Such an innocent heart greatly relieved his fear.
But no matter what, he did not dare to disobey the other party's order.
So, he continued to pretend to be confused:
"I'm sorry, I drank a lot last night, and I really can't remember some of the facts. Maybe, maybe I saw that these two young men had good temperaments, and we had a few chats at that time. You two also know that I am in the same business There are so many people coming and going every day. Those things that have nothing to do with business, I forget about them the next day. Otherwise, how can this brain hold so many things!"
"Mr. Yang, what do you mean? Do you still want to hide it?" the male police officer said angrily.
Mr. Yang smiled faintly and did not answer his question.
"Mr. Yang," the female police officer asked again, "you said you were drunk last night?"
"Huh? Hmm."
"Then how did Mr. Yang come back last night? Did he hire a driver, or did he drive himself?" the female police officer asked, raising the pen in her hand.
This means that if you answer well, I will not record you as a drunk driver, otherwise...
"Hahaha -" Mr. Yang cursed in his heart and said, "I made a mistake, I made a mistake. When you look at this video, do you think I walk like a drunk person? Haha!"
He finally remembered a suitable reason:
"To tell you the truth, I had amnesia twenty years ago. It seems to be better now, but in fact, the problem will recur from time to time. Maybe I saw the two people you mentioned last night, but now they really I can't remember it at all. Please forgive me, please forgive me!"
"I promise here that as soon as I remember it, I will report it to you two truthfully."
"You two, walk slowly!"
…
After the police left, Mr. Yang thought for a moment and made several calls in succession.
At this time, Yang Zhen and others had come down from upstairs.
"Those people yesterday were a criminal gang, so they attracted the attention of the superiors. After repeated investigations, they were found on us. It's not easy to deal with!" Mr. Yang sighed and told Yang Zhen truthfully.
"It's none of your business," Yang Zhen said angrily, "I was careless. I really didn't expect that there are cameras everywhere in the streets and alleys now! Also, everyone has a camera in their hand. Mobile phone. What happened last night was a bit rough."
"Brother," Yiyi also blamed himself: "I didn't use lightning at that time, I just used my spiritual consciousness to punish them."
"It doesn't matter. Just do what you have to do. There is no need to wrong yourself." Yang Zhen pulled her little hand and smiled.
"We haven't violated the law, and that video can't prove that lightning is related to Fairy Yiyi. The hot search will be over in a few days, and the police won't keep pestering us." Mrs. Yang looked aside unconcerned.
But the facts proved that she thought too simply.
That night, in a barbecue restaurant video posted by a certain big V, there was a post that attracted the attention of many people.
The poster claimed to be a nurse at Chuya Hospital. After recognizing the young man in the barbecue restaurant video, she recounted her experience in the inpatient unit yesterday.
"...The old lady must have reached her end and would not survive that night. As soon as the young man arrived, he touched the old man's forehead and the old man was fine. He has been discharged from the hospital today..."
"...The young man still calls the old lady 'mom'. The old lady is ninety years old, how can she have such a young child? It's so strange..."
"The iron door on our floor was also broken by this person..."
In order to prove that what she said was true, the nurse then attached several photos, including the smashed iron door and photos of Yang's mother being discharged from the hospital, in which Mr. Yang's appearance was clearly identifiable.
This reply was well-written, with pictures and facts, and it quickly made the headlines.
That night, Director Qian, who was on duty at the hospital, received a mysterious phone call. Mother Yang's medical records, various test reports, and several tubes of blood were all sent to more authoritative people for comparison and inspection...
Some policemen went to Chunan Hospital to check the smashed iron door. When they saw a large piece of the thick iron sheet being torn apart like a piece of paper, everyone present was shocked...
…
The next day, Xishan Cemetery
In front of a certain tombstone, there is a bottle of Maotai, two wine glasses, and a bouquet of white flowers.
Yang Zhen kowtowed three times respectfully.
When I raised my head, tears streamed down my face.
"That year, before I went to visit Qinling Mountains, I called my parents. My mother answered the phone, but my father didn't answer the call because he had a few minutes to finish class. Phone charges were expensive at that time, so I didn't want to wait, so I hung up the phone. , thinking about playing again next time..."
"Unexpectedly, I have never heard my father's voice since then..."
"If I had known that was the case, I would have waited until my dad finished class anyway to have a few words with him!"
Yang Zhen burst into tears. On the side, Yiyi gently hugged his neck and comforted him softly.
Behind him, Mr. Yang was chattering away, telling some of Yang’s father’s past events over the years.
Yang Zhen listened in silence. When she heard something interesting, she couldn't help but smile.
His eyes were sad and nostalgic, as if looking through the surrounding cypress and pine forest to the endless sky.
The bursts of pine waves seemed to bring the whispers of relatives. Yang Zhen was immersed in it, and her depressed mood gradually relaxed and became peaceful.
Just then, the cell phone rang at an inappropriate time.
"Hello, Mr. Yang!" There was a young man on the other side of the phone, who spoke very politely: "We are run by the HX District Government, and I have something to ask you. Is Mr. Yang convenient now?"
"It's not convenient for me right now!" Mr. Yang glanced at Yang Zhen and said harshly.
"Mr. Yang, we will be at Xishan Cemetery soon. We won't take up too much of your time." The young man said, his tone still polite, but with a bit of determination that could not be refused.
Mr. Yang's face darkened: "Are you following me?"
In order not to leave records on the surveillance camera, Yiyi specially used the invisibility method to cover up the whereabouts of the two of them before going out this time, and no trace was revealed until the cemetery.
Yang's mother and Mrs. Yang, who stayed at home, didn't know where they had gone, while Yang Qingchen had returned to school.
"Mr. Yang, don't get me wrong." The young man laughed, but did not explain.
Mr. Yang hung up the phone and looked at Yang Zhen inquiringly.
"I don't want to see them." Yang Zhen was very annoyed.
He is here to pay homage to his father, what are those people doing!
In the past few years since he came back, his biggest wish was to spend more time with his mother.
He didn't want to have too much involvement with these people, especially those in high positions.
Too troublesome.
"Yiyi, go take care of it." He ordered.
Yiyi smiled brightly, her consciousness had already locked onto the other party's location as early as the call. Twenty miles away, a black car was driving this way, with three people inside.
The little fairy grass turned into a breeze and disappeared. About half an hour later, she came back.
"It's taken care of." Yiyi clapped her hands and said proudly:
"I set up an illusory formation to keep them spinning in circles, hehe. Don't even think about it if you don't have ten hours!"
…
When I returned to the community again, it was already afternoon.
Mr. Yang later turned off his cell phone and finally had some peace.
When I first entered the house, there were seven or eight guests in the house, most of whom I didn't know. Mrs. Yang and two servants were entertaining them.
"Director Qian is also here, leading people from the hospital to check on mother's health in the room. I can't stop her." Mrs. Yang whispered to her husband.
Mr. Yang's heart suddenly became angry. He took three steps and two steps at a time and pushed open a bedroom on the first floor.
I saw Mother Yang lying on the bed, looking a little tired. Director Qian led two young men and women in white coats, who were busy installing an electrocardiogram monitor.
The female police officer was also present yesterday, but she had changed into casual clothes and was chatting with Yang's mother.
She took out an enlarged photo from her bag and said kindly: "Old man, have you seen the two young people in the photo?"
Mr. Yang's face darkened.
At this time, a female nurse took out a syringe and said to Yang's mother: "Old man, take out your right arm."
Mr. Yang couldn't bear it any longer and said angrily: "Didn't you already draw several tubes of blood when we were discharged from the hospital yesterday? Why do you need to draw more?"
"My mother is already ninety years old. How much blood does she still have in her body? It's not enough for you to draw her once. You want to draw her again! What on earth do you want to do!"
He was a tall man, practiced martial arts all year round, and his voice was extremely loud. When he shouted, the nurse immediately shuddered and stood on the spot. The people in the living room heard the movement and looked over here.
"Mr. Yang, please don't be impulsive," Director Qian quickly tried to smooth things over: "Medical science has never seen Lingci's situation like this before. If there is any discovery, it will be a big deal for our country and the development of medicine. What a good thing!”
"Fuck your mother!" Mr. Yang couldn't help but swore: "My mother is not a specimen, and I don't need you to surround her and draw her blood every day. Get out of here, you are not welcome here!"
"Mr. Yang," Director Qian still smiled: "Don't get excited. We are doing this for the sake of the elderly. Her situation is so special. Just in case, if there is any change, we can detect it in time. !”
As he spoke, he motioned with his eyes to the female nurse to continue.
The nurse was instructed, regained her courage, and stretched out a hand to grab the old man's arm.
The female police officer also came to her senses and continued to hold the photo and asked: "Does this young man live in your home?"
Mr. Yang became even more angry. Just when he was about to stop him again, something happened suddenly!
First, Mother Yang, who had been bracing herself, suddenly yawned, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
Then, a strong wind seemed to blow by. The nurse, the policewoman, Director Qian, and another male nurse all rose up from the ground and were swept away by the strong wind like falling leaves. One by one, He landed in the grass outside the door, with his buttocks on the ground.
Then, an electrocardiogram monitor weighing dozens of kilograms flew out.
The other visitors in the house were stunned.
Before they could react, everyone suddenly felt their necks tighten, and they were already being picked up by their collars and thrown out of the door.
He also landed on his butt, in a miserable state.
"roll!"
A clear female voice came out in the wind, carrying fierce pressure. Several visitors who had just stood firm suddenly became dizzy and collapsed to the ground again.
After a while, these people got up from the ground and ran away in a panic.
When all these people left, Yang Zhen's figure slowly emerged.
Looking at the direction in which they disappeared, he frowned and said nothing.
…
Nothing happened that night.
Early the next morning, Mr. Yang’s partner in the pharmaceutical factory called:
"Brother," the man said in a panic, "Director Liu of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, have we not offended him recently?"
"What's wrong?"
"This bitch said our health products are suspected of false advertising and wants to shut us down!"
"What!"
(End of chapter)
