Lao Fang asked inside and also sent people to Zhang Song's house to check.
In recent years, he has relied heavily on his son-in-law and left him to handle almost everything. On the one hand, he wanted to train Zhang Song, but on the other hand, he was really old and worried about trouble.
Now he wanted to check Zhang Song, but he couldn't find the right person for a while.
I can only find the old man from before. He is said to be an old man, but in fact he is more than ten years younger than Lao Fang.
"A Song, I have been treating you well over the years." Lao Fang was still playing the emotional card, "If you have done something wrong, tell me now, and maybe there will be room for change."
Zhang Song was so innocent, "Dad, I've been with you all these years, and you still don't understand me? Why do you think there's something wrong with me just based on Mr. Liu's words?"
Lao Fang stopped talking to him and said, "I'll give you an hour. Think carefully here and tell me if there's anything you remember."
After Lao Fang left.
The moment the door of the interrogation room closed, Zhang Song lowered his head and was monitoring the blind spot. The expression on his face was extremely sinister.
Lao Fang waited in the division office for an hour until the old member came back.
"Mr. Fang, I took people to his house and searched it carefully. There was nothing unusual." The old member said sincerely.
Lao Fang looked at the person in front of him with a look that was eager to prove what he said was true.
"I know, you can go and do your own business. I'll let him out later." Lao Fang said with a smile, "I'll scare this kid."
The old member smiled understandingly and said, "Mr. Fang is still playful, but Mr. Zhang is still young, so don't be scared away. It's appropriate."
After the man left, Lao Fang directly locked the door of the interrogation room.
How many good people are left in the association?
"Mr. Fang, are you going out?"
Lao Fang walked to the door of the building and was seen by the old member just now.
"It's time to have lunch soon, go order something."
"Why do you need to go there in person for this kind of thing? Just leave it to me or Mr. Zhang."
"Hey, I have to go by myself." Mr. Fang said, "A Song still asked me to lock him up. I'll order a dish and apologize to him in person."
When he arrived at the door, Lao Fang took a taxi directly to Zhang Song's house.
The door to the house was closed and he didn't have the key to the house, but he called his daughter Fang Lan just now before he arrived.
At this time, it's time to get home.
He waited patiently at the door for half an hour before his daughter arrived home in a hurry.
"Dad, why are you calling me here in such a hurry?" The daughter was very impatient.
"I must be looking for you because of something. Is it necessary to be so impatient?"
The daughter sighed, "You can't talk about anything on the phone. Hurry, hurry, hurry. I hit a telephone pole on the road and almost couldn't come back. You will be happy then."
Lao Fang ignored his daughter's words of stabbing him and asked, "You weren't hurt anywhere, were you?"
The daughter didn't answer, but dug into her bag to find the key and opened the door.
"I'm asking you, are you okay?"
"Hey, do you care about me?" After Fang Lan entered the door, he didn't go inside at all, but just stood at the entrance, "What do you want?"
Lao Fang really wants to ask, what happened to him? Why treat him like this?
But now is not the time to ask, "How are you and Zhang Song doing lately?"
The daughter mocked: "Are you talking about this again? I really don't know, is he your illegitimate son outside? Why are you so nice to him?"
"Xiaolan, I'm good to him, I just hope he's good to you." Lao Fang only defended himself, and then immediately returned to the topic, "He is a very problematic person. You'd better not have contact with him during this period." , take the children and go back to my place first."
When Lao Fang said this, he had already entered the room and wandered around.
"You father and son had a quarrel?" Fang Lan was speechless, "I don't live with him in the first place."
"What?" Lao Fang stopped for a moment before looking at his daughter in surprise.
"Your son didn't tell you about this?" Fang Lan said, "We have been separated for almost a year."
"What about the child?"
"The children can live on both sides." Fang Lan saw the wedding photos hanging on the wall and felt repulsive. "Your son has to see the children every day. He said he can't live without the children."
If he hadn't made this trip today, he wouldn't have known that his daughter's marital situation was like this.
Even though they were separated, Zhang Song was still acting like a loving wife in front of him.
Lao Fang gritted his teeth in anger, "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?"
"What's the use of telling you?" Zhang Lan asked, "How often have you not been on his side? Did I tell you that you would nag me?"
"When will I stand by his side?" Lao Fang stretched out his hand, "Come on, put everything aside.
Have you ever seen anything strange at home or around Zhang Song? "
Fang Lan: "You."
"Say it nicely!"
"For a man as scheming as him, even if there is something strange, would he let me see it?" Fang Lan asked back.
Since you can’t ask, then look for it carefully.
But after looking around the house, I really couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.
There are some valuable things at home that belong to his daughter. Zhang Song and all his things behave too normal.
The more this happens, the more it feels wrong.
He opened the window, stood where the wind was convection, and released his spiritual power to sense it carefully.
He searched room by room, inch by inch, and when he found his granddaughter's bedroom, he suddenly had a strange reaction.
The spiritual power he dispersed was actually absorbed.
Lao Fang immediately chased in the direction where the spiritual power disappeared. The problem turned out to be his granddaughter's mattress.
He immediately lifted the quilt on the bed and asked Fang Lan to get the scissors.
"What happened to you?"
"I don't have time to explain it carefully to you now. Wait until I find the thing."
Opening the mattress, Lao Fang found a scratch on the latex mattress. He peeled open the scratch and saw a piece of yellow paper stuffed inside.
The moment he saw this piece of paper, things connected in Lao Fang's mind.
Why is it that my granddaughter's horoscope is stable, but she is always weak and sick?
But who would attack their biological daughter?
"What is this? Why would he stuff something like this under the child's mattress?" Fang Lan looked at the things that were taken out, and suddenly felt that the surrounding area was extremely cold.
The yellow paper was folded into a triangle and opened according to the traces. It was obvious that it was a talisman.
The runes drawn with cinnabar exuded a strange energy.
"What on earth is this?" Although Fang Lan is the daughter of a cultivator, she has no talent for cultivation. Not only does she have no talent, she is also particularly afraid of spiritual runes.
"It's a charm."
"Of course I know! What is this for? Why is it placed inside the child's mattress?"
Lao Fang carefully identified the runes and could see that it was a kind of spell. From the spell above, it seemed to be related to transfer.
