"Yes, that's it!"

Ah Xiang replied very positively: "Yao Weiqiang must have got something from Xiang Yufei, so he used it as a threat and asked him to take the money. We don't know what the handle is, but it's enough to shake Xiang Yufei, so he chose to find Yao Weiqiang."

"But no one thought that Yao Weiqiang died in an accident. Although people are dead, his handle is still in the other party's hand. I don't know whether this handle has been known by other people, which will make him very upset."

Ah Xiang said this, Zhong Tianzheng had guessed what she wanted to say behind her: "so he will take action. We'll just stare at him next."

"Bingo!"

Ah Xiang snapped her fingers: "at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, Yao Weiqiang's funeral will be. I think it will be a very interesting scene."

"Good! I'll be right back. "

Zhong Tian nodded and both sides hung up.

Because of the urgency of time, Zhong Tianzheng didn't plan to eat here. He hurriedly said goodbye to the second old man, directly bought the nearest high-speed rail ticket and went back to Shangnan city.

……

Shangnan city.

OCT villa area.

Xiang Yufei sat in front of the French window on the second floor with a gloomy face. He looked at the artificial river outside the window and smoked cigarettes. The whole person's expression was very cloudy.

In the past few days after Yao Weiqiang's death, he has not been idle. He tries to listen to whether Yao Weiqiang has contacted anyone recently, but he has no harvest.

"What trump card does Yao Weiqiang have in his hand?"

Xiang Yufei took a cigarette, scratched his cheek with his thumb and muttered, "do you know whether this thing is insured or not?"

Line of sight rotation.

One night three days ago.

Xiang Yufei drove home. On the way, a strange number called in from his private phone.

"Who?"

Xiang Yufei frowned at the strange number.

There were few people who knew the number of his private phone. He could count both palms, so he didn't want to pinch it off.

In a few seconds.

The telephone rang again.

Xiang Yufei looked at the driver driving in front of him and reached out to press the sound insulation lifting baffle of the car. Only then did he connect the phone.

He didn't speak.

At the other end of the phone, after a pause of a few seconds, there was laughter.

"Oh, I can't imagine that Xiang Zong is so cautious. He doesn't dare to answer the phone. He doesn't dare to speak after answering. I should praise you for being cautious, but you're timid."

The other end of the phone.

A strange voice sounded.

"Who are you?"

Xiang Yufei opened a little window and let the wind outside the car in.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is your brother's case. Do you know what case he committed better than me? It's still in prison for a lifetime, hehe. "

"Well, it's indefinite. What's the matter? He deserves to be punished for killing for his life, isn't he? " Xiang Yufei stared at the rapidly retrogressive scenery outside the window and said carelessly, "I'll hang up."

"Jie Jie, what a murderer pays for his life." There was a loud laugh on the phone: "hang up? I can give you a chance to hang up, but don't regret it. "

"But how do I feel that your brother's case seems a little fishy?"

"Greasy? A few years ago, the case has been closed. What can be fishy? " There was no expression on Xiang Yufei's face: "if you want to discuss the case with me, forget it. I don't have that time."

"No, no, no, I'm not going to discuss the case with you."

The other end of the phone repeatedly denied: "by the way, after talking for so long, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yao Weiqiang. The former Horse Boy around your brother asked me to steal the key to the roof."

"Yao Weiqiang?"

Xiang Yufei's expression was obviously sluggish, but he didn't speak.

Seeing Xiang Yufei didn't speak, Yao Weiqiang reminded, "don't worry. I don't have a recording here. You don't have to be afraid."

"You go on."

Xiang Yufei's urn sounds like an air passage.

"Yes, it's me. What I said may not be detailed enough. I don't think Xiang always has much interest in my identity." Yao Weiqiang smiled and changed the subject: "let me put it this way. At the beginning, my wechat seemed to have been borrowed by your brother before the crime. Moreover, I accidentally found that he seemed to have sent my wechat account to a person with a remark of" a Fei. "

"Ah Fei, ha ha, this remark name is very interesting. What do you think?"

Yao Weiqiang asked lukewarm.

"Buzzing, buzzing."

The wind outside the window drilled into the car along the small crack in the window, bringing bursts of noise.

Xiang Yufei was silent at this time.

The strength of the right hand holding the mobile phone obviously increased for several points, and the finger joints were faint and white.

The whole person's expression began to fluctuate.

"Ah, yes."

Yao Weiqiang suddenly slapped his head: "I suddenly remembered. After I logged in to wechat again, I went to the computer to save the chat records to the cloud backup disk."

“!”

Xiang Yufei's eyes narrowed into a seam and the light flickered: "Oh? Can wechat messages be synchronized with the cloud? I don't know. "

"Well, that's right. How can wechat messages be synchronized with the cloud?"

Yao Weiqiang nodded, a tone that agreed with him very much: "OK, excuse me, I'll hang up first."

"Don't worry. I've been talking for so long. What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Xiang Yufei tried his best to control his tone. He took out a packet of pandas from his small clasp. The bronzing machine rattled out of the fire and lit the cigarette.

"Yao Weiqiang, right? I've heard my brother mention you before. "

Xiang Yufei vomited smoke, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes and said, "I remember. Later, he took an account from the company to you. Your family got up all at once with this account?"

"Eh, I didn't expect that Xiang Zong, such a big man, could manage the interpersonal relationship around your brother so clearly and remember it. He is worthy of being a good big brother!"

Yao Weiqiang's words were full of praise: "to tell you the truth, if I had such a powerful brother, I wouldn't dare to compete with him for the family's property. It's right to idle around, eat, drink and play every day. As long as I have money to spend, who can take care of the family's industry."

When that comes out.

Xiang Yufei's hand obviously paused, and his eyes showed a trace of killing: "ha ha, I find you have a very careful observation."

"Okay, okay."

"Well, let's not beat around the bush." Xiang Yufei wrapped a cigarette and said, "come on, what do you want to do?"

Yao Weiqiang came straight to the point: "the industry in my hand has failed in the past two years. I don't want my father's industry to be yellow in my hand. I need transformation and I need money."

"How much?"