Yangjiang Detention Center.

Cao Zhengxuan followed the police out.

"Comrade Police, I can go out, right?"

The police looked at Cao Zhengxuan with sympathy and said nothing.

"Did that female policeman send the video materials here?"

"What video materials, what female police officer?" the policeman couldn't help but scolded, "I'm someone who brought you lunch, I'm afraid you're hungry."

"Ah? My dad?" The huge Yangjiang, who could deliver food to him, Cao Zhengxuan, was his father Cao Zhonghe. The question is, how did his dad know that he had entered the detention center?

"Your dad is not in his twenties, right?" the policeman sarcastically said, "were two teachers from No. 1 Middle School."

In the meeting room, Cao Zhengxuan saw Liu Tiansheng and Sun Dawei through the glass, and a warm current suddenly flowed through his body.

Sun Dawei brought the lunch box in, "Are you hungry? The police were afraid that I would poison me and asked me to taste it in person, so I would taste it. Don't dislike it." Sun Dawei, an impatient person, sometimes he would be humorous.

"This should be the rule of the detention center." Liu Tiansheng said.

"Thank you," Cao Zhengxuan said very moved, "I thought it was my dad when I came so far."

"We went to find Deng Chuanjiang, and his elbow was completely turned out." Sun Dawei said.

"Didn't that female policeman get the video material?"

Liu Tiansheng said: "Are you talking about Zhang Yuxin's sister Zhang Yutong? We didn't see her, but we entered the surveillance room, and the surveillance was indeed bad."

"How could it be such a coincidence? I noticed that there was this surveillance monitor." Cao Zhengxuan said suspiciously.

Sun Dawei and Liu Tiansheng looked at each other and nodded in understanding. There is no doubt that Cao Zhengxuan's words proved that Sun Dawei's conjecture was correct, but because this is a detention center, it is not easy to explain it clearly.

"Don't worry, Zhengxuan, we will still go to argue. If Deng Chuanjiang doesn't speak for you, we plan to go to the bureau to find the director." Sun Dawei said.

"Thank you, two teachers," Cao Zhengxuan said, "I have only been in No. 1 Middle School for two or three days. The two teachers support me like a big brother. You are my big brothers."

"Then I have one more brother with Tiansheng." Sun Dawei smiled, "I am the eldest brother, I am the second brother, and Zhengxuan is the third brother."

Liu Tiansheng nodded repeatedly, "Who told you to be born one year earlier than me?"

"But, brother, second brother," Cao Zhengxuan said, "You don't have to go in the bureau. Director Rao and Deng Chuanjiang are absolutely in the same attitude. Zhang Yutong knows how to operate. She asked me and Wang Hefeng to go to the police station. She said she would take me out."

"That's good. You should have a meal quickly. Is it suitable for your appetite to see the dishes?" Liu Tiansheng said.

"I tell you, Zhengxuan, this is the spoon that your second brother personally took." Sun Dawei said.

"Second brother has this kind of craft?" Cao Zhengxuan was even more moved. Going to a fast food restaurant is so different from personally taking the spoon.

"If you don't know your preferences, just burn it casually." Liu Tiansheng said modestly.

"My second brother is a typical warm man, a housekeeper. I often go to his house to eat and drink. We have completely different personalities. I am the one who doesn't help me up even if I pour the broom."

"Dawei, are you raising me or beating me?"

"There are some lifts and some flats," said Sun Dawei, "Your wife works in the bank and her salary is higher than you, so you have to provide services. My wife, who is a sewing machine, can only make a lot of money in a month, so she serves me. This means there are gains and losses. Hahaha."

"Hey, don't bother you three. The meeting time is coming soon!" the police reminded.

"Then let's not talk about it, you can have a meal." Sun Dawei said.

"Zhengxuan, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook it for you." Liu Tiansheng said.

"You are born, you plan to come and deliver lunch boxes tonight and let Brother Cao stay overnight in the detention center? If you want to eat, you will also go to your house to eat."

"Can Zhengxuan go out, today?"

Sun Dawei also looked at Cao Zhengxuan.

"It should be possible." Cao Zhengxuan said confidently.

...

Rose Community Villa Area C.

In Wu Jisheng's villa, the first-floor living room, which was originally empty, is now crowded with people, noisy and noisy. There is an ice coffin on one side of the living room, and a square stool is placed in front of the ice coffin. There is a scented bucket, and the incense bucket is filled with incense. There is a big iron pot next to it, and the large iron pot is filled with ashes after burning paper.

Wu Jisheng's body has been placed in the ice coffin.

The sound of suona is still ringing one after another.

In the empty room on the third floor, there were two middle-aged and young men, one man and one woman. They were Wu Jisheng’s younger brother Wu Zesheng and his wife Zhu Ying.

Wu Zesheng had long hair that had been worn with ears, a floral shirt, big trousers and mid-legged pants, and a pair of t-slippers under his feet.

His wife Zhu Ying looked simple and honest. She was in her early forties and had white hair and a bib tied around her waist.

"Look at me, why do you have to pull me up?" Wu Zesheng asked in a questioning tone.

"Are you busy? Are you busy smoking, tea and chatting, are you embarrassed to say you are busy?" Zhu Ying said angrily, "I pulled you up to discuss with you. Uncle (in Yangjiang, the woman called her husband's brother, Uncle) died suddenly. Why did the funeral be handled so vigorously? How much does it cost? And your friends, Uncle hated the most during his lifetime. Why did you invite them to come here?"

"You silly woman? I don't know how many times you have said you, what else do you know besides being dead?" Wu Zesheng looked contemptuous.

"Wu Zesheng!" Zhu Ying shouted, "You said I will do my own thing, you are idle all day long, I will do my best, and your two sons can't support you? You said I will do my best!"

"I'm idle? Hahaha, this man has a life! How about my brother Wu Jisheng? He worked so hard, but he ended up lying in the ice coffin. He looked down on me so much, scolding me like he scolded his son, okay, he's doing it all for me. Does he want it? This is fate! Look," Wu Zesheng looked around the house, "Now, the house, the car, and all his home industry belong to me! It's mine!"

"Your voice is a little bit smaller," Zhu Ying yelled in a low voice, "Are you not afraid of what others hear?"

"Who am afraid of hearing this? Who in Yangjiang doesn't know that I am Wu Jisheng's family business and the only heir to the industry? So, my wife, the reason why I am so extravagant and I handle Wu Jisheng's funeral so voluntarily is to show it to the people of Yangjiang, not to think that I would handle it so well for Wu Jisheng. Do you understand?"

"Don't be so high-profile."

"Okay, wife, you'll feel at ease. From now on, you won't have to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. You'll be the president's wife, hahahaha."
Chapter completed!