Protect the calf

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Single room inside.

"Can my husband and I be alone for a while?" The nurse translated Li Ningfang's sign language and conveyed her wishes to the police word for word.

Lu Kuoshan stood aside and said nothing.

Ye Lan quietly stared at the hairpins in Li Ningfang's hair.

Chen Zihao and Lin Yanjun subconsciously looked at Lu Kuoshan.

"Okay." After a while, Lu Kuoshan said, "The police have the right to withdraw for five minutes when visiting the prison."

Afterwards, everyone in the police station exited the private room.

Lin Yanjun gently closed the door, looked at Lu Kuoshan beside him, and asked, "What can Li Ningfang and her husband say?"

Lu Kuoshan looked at Lin Yanjun, silent, "..."

"I wonder if Senior Lin has ever heard of the word flirting."

At this time, Chen Zihao made a conditional joke.

Ye Lan put his hands in his pockets, glanced at Chen Zihao, and then made a cold joke, "I can also score twice, which is incredible."

"Why are you joining in the fun?" Lin Yanjun ignored Chen Zihao and instead asked Ye Lan with a frown.

When Chen Zihao saw that Lin Yanjun was targeting his little Silly Lan, he immediately fell out and separated the distance between the two of them with his body, "How can a mute girl talk even if she is mute? Apart from making eye contact, you look at me and I glare at you. It's obviously the same as staring at someone with big eyes and small eyes. Is it possible to talk about love with thoughts?"

Ye Lan was a little touched inexplicably when she saw the scene where Chen Zihao's face turned red due to his protectiveness. It was also fate that the original owner had such a simple friend for the first half of his life. I have to admit that Chen Zihao is the kind of person who has a sharp mouth and a tofu heart. He is not a bad person, sometimes he is a little naive.

Ye Lan was about to speak when the door of Hou Jin Hall was opened from the outside.

"Zhao Mei's son is Zhao Shaozhong!" Forensic doctor Qin Huaibei ran in the door in anger, "In addition, we also found out some bad news."

"Liang Rongjun disappeared the day before yesterday."

Lu Kuoshan asked, "Does his son have any news about his father Liang Rongjun?"

Qin Huaibei sighed and shook his head repeatedly, "We found Liang Rongjun's son in the factory. We asked his son side by side. His son said that his father transferred a large amount of money to him in the early hours of last night."

"Impossible." Lu Kuoshan asserted.

Lu Kuoshan checked all of Liang Rongjun’s social relationships. In Liang Rongjun’s life and work, he had close contact with his son and had very few same-sex friends. Not to mention that he actively rejected the opposite sex mentally and physically after being broken up. People who are close to you can have a few close friends.

"Does his son have any special impressions of his father? Or is it a special plot?" Lu Kuoshan asked.

Qin Huaibei thought about the scene of visiting Liang Rongjun's son, "Yes, he remembers that his father had a photo of a woman on the front of his wallet, and would open it every day in his spare time."

"It was also mentioned that his father has a mobile phone for the elderly, and he usually opens it to check the information before going to bed."

"Senior phone?" Chen Zihao, who was born as the starting point of other people's lives, was confused when he heard it. He took it literally and said, "It can't be a broken phone that can only make calls and has no functions."

Lu Kuoshan lowered his eyes and knitted his eyebrows in thought.

"Compared to Liang Rongjun's single-minded love, and Zhao Mei, who has many male friends in her early 20s, Zhao Mei is only emotionally single-minded." Ye Lan felt more and more that Zhao Mei was not as simple as she appeared.

"Even if I am a pauper, I will still choose to enjoy myself first. I will always have the same feelings for the little fresh meat."

"Where's Lao Xu?" Lu Kuoshan asked.

Forensic doctor Qin Huaibei: "He and Lin Xiaoqi are checking the newly obtained surveillance and information, and are still busy in the office."

"The news they both have seems to be about Zhao Mei's private life."

Halfway through, Qin Huaibei couldn't help but glance at Ye Lan. Ye Lan just looked lightly, without any extra emotion in his eyes, "Zhao Mei's neighbors have seen men's clothes hanging on Zhao Mei's balcony many times. In addition, we I started investigating Zhao Mei’s recent daily travel trajectory and found that she often returned to her self-built house late at night and past one in the morning these days.”

"Sometimes, her travel time will be staggered during peak periods when there are more people, and she will set off at a time when there are less people."