A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Liang An hadn't even finished thinking about how he should react if something happened after changing his role today. He just walked out of the room with squinted eyes as if nothing had happened. He encountered a scene that he didn't want to see. He almost retracted and closed the door immediately. stand up.
Jiang Qiu and Wen Yiting stood together, and the latter seemed to be whispering something. His eyes were indescribable, and his expressions changed momentarily. It was obvious that he did not get any reply from a normal person.
Near a dead tree not far away, Zhao Qiang leaned sideways against the trunk, her back straightened, her shoulders and neck tilted away, as if she was unhappy and unwilling to come closer.
Preliminary judgment shows that there are probably two problems.
"It's still early," Liang An stayed upstairs for a moment. He didn't see the reason for the moment, so he had to come down and join in the dispute. He didn't know how far it had developed. "You guys are standing here, what's the problem?"
There is definitely a problem, but Liang An knows how to talk less and do more.
Needless to say, Jiang Qiu will have any problems, they are probably not serious, and Liang An also has sufficient experience in dealing with them.
According to what I have seen and heard before, Zhao Qiang is actually quite decisive and easy-going, and does not have a temperament that easily gets angry. The person who can offend this boss lady is either her family member Zhao Yi, who is very talkative, or her own mother Wang Chuyue...
As the former is quite measured in emergencies, while the latter has a history of being irritating at critical moments, Liang An, as a bystander, can only draw superficial conclusions first.
"Sister Wang first... uh, said she wanted to go out and have a look, so we stayed here to chat." Wen Yiting smiled awkwardly, "Dr. Jiang... is quite insightful, and we had a good chat."
But judging from his reaction just now, it should be indeed "good".
Jiang Qiu blinked at the side and was about to speak, perhaps because he was keenly aware that he had been praised and wanted to practice the social etiquette of "exchanging business compliments", but Liang An changed the subject in advance.
"What happened to their mother and daughter?"
Wen Yiting turned his eyes to Jiang Qiu with some embarrassment, stayed there for a moment, and then said helplessly:
"Didn't I say that I found a small thing on the beach that might be useful? Sister Wang thought of bringing it to others to see if it has a similar effect to before."
Liang An was stunned when he heard this: "Isn't this good?"
Just like the photo of Zhao Yi, the pistol that led him to the bait. If anyone else has seen the things picked up casually, or has some origins, they may be able to find relevant clues.
——But no matter how you look at it, it is a gadget with the same origin as the previous bomb, and it does not look like a gadget full of motivations that evoke memories. Liang An even had some doubts as to whether it was an occasional exercise made by someone who designed various mechanical and electronic devices, but was just abandoned on the beach for some reason.
He couldn't figure out how on earth such a legitimate reason could make him lose popularity.
"But that's the problem." Wen Yiting smiled bitterly, "Sister Wang probably didn't understand these principles, and she just said that maybe after repairing the thing, she could contact the outside world. Zhao... uh, Zhao Qiang went over to explain that this was not a mobile phone. , the island is not a place with a signal base station, and then the noise started..."
Just after he finished speaking, he realized that his habitual address was inappropriate, and he glanced cautiously in Zhao Qiang's direction.
"result?"
"Then Wang... Aunt Wang came to Dr. Jiang angrily, because he seemed to know him very well before..." Wen Yiting changed her words while feeling embarrassed, "It's also my fault, she was in a bad mood, I said a few words specially Just reassure her."
"Then I made it clear." Jiang Qiu was frank.
But in this way, Liang An felt the same as Ming Jing. This is obviously because Mrs. Wang wanted to find someone to support her point of view, but Jiang Qiu, who was extremely honest, stood on the opposite side. And his straightforwardness is not even something ordinary people can understand. It is reasonable for Wang Chuyue to be angry and run away under the paranoid anger.
But in addition to this, Wang Chuyue's strange persistence also continued, giving him other ideas.
"You don't need to care about what I think," Zhao Qiang obviously heard their conversation and stroked her hair angrily, "I also know how to please her. I have been doing this for decades. I'm just here to get you no favors. If you can get some peace and quiet by just being lowered, I'd be happy to do that."
"It's my fault..."
Zhao Qiang snorted, "No need, I've long been used to it, I really don't care."
Whether she didn't care or not, Wen Yiting was caught in such a tormented family conflict and thought he was not doing a good job of mediating, so she obviously cared a lot.
"Speaking of which, Miss Zhao, can you tell us about your family situation in detail?" Liang An also spoke at the right time, once again discussing a sensitive topic, "I think now, it may have some effect."
"My mother acted quite wrong. Maybe you want to say this?" Zhao Qiang raised his head and said, "It doesn't matter if you say it, it is true. My father got sick early, and she took over and drove the supermarket to raise me. Just this little thing..."
"That's quite hard..." Liang An was a little surprised.
Zhao Qiang shrugged: "When I was three years old, my dad had just left for half a month and the mourning hall had not been evacuated. The next day she brought someone for me to call daddy. I still remember the flower basket she brought home at that time. They put me whole inside, stuffed them together with chrysanthemums and threw them outside the next day, and almost locked the door and forgot to put me back in - speaking of it, these stories are quite strange."
"This..." Wen Yiting looked strange, "Maybe it's because one person is pulling the child, and life is really stressful."
He acted as a peacemaker as always, trying his best to resolve conflicts.
"You may have misunderstood. That's not what I mean when I say weird." Zhao Qiang sneered, "It's not about what her private life is like - I can't care about this kind of thing. If you have to say it, my second father 'He died very early. But since you mentioned it, she didn't find anyone else after that. She just drove me back home when I was in high school, dropped out of school and opened a supermarket, and that was it."
Liang An smacked his lips. From this point of view, perhaps among these people, those who did not have many troubles in their lives were a minority. They were obviously not randomly selected victims.
"My biological father used to run a supermarket at home, and he also did some part-time work repairing electronic equipment. My mother met him at that time." Zhao Qiang rubbed her temples, looking like she wanted to eliminate other things. Emotion, "She may have remembered such a thing, thought it might be relevant, and wanted to show off her little knowledge."
"Original?" Liang An's eyes moved.
This wording is really intriguing.
"...As for later, he became blind."
