Suspect first ironing second shift

  I flipped through the supermarket's shopping guide page by page, sitting in the cool shade of the rest area. "Are you sure it's here? Won't we get it wrong, that was just his casual shopping receipt?"

  I closed the shopping guide, with one hand pinching a piece of paper, which was the last thing I dug out of that bag.

  I and Ming Yan left home and took a taxi directly to this supermarket, because Ming Yan said that no matter what, he had to come here and take a look, thinking it was very necessary. In my opinion, those were just two worthless pieces of paper, but Ming Yan said that anything that could be put into this bag was absolutely not trash.

  Since he has made up his mind, I have nothing more to say.

  "Ordinary supermarkets won't easily open their storage boxes?" Ming Yan sat across from me, tilting his head to seriously observe the rows of large boxes where customers stored things.

  I bit my finger in doubt and looked at the storage box, then moved my gaze to his face, tentatively saying: "You don't think that Liu Sheng would put something important in a public place like this, do you?"

  "The most dangerous place is also the safest, this principle has remained unchanged throughout history."

  "Who said? My uncle always manages to find where I hide my exam papers. Hiding them in his house is the most stupid thing I can do."

  Ming Yan heard me refuting his argument, and couldn't help but look out the window at the people coming and going, bursting into laughter. I knew he was laughing at my foolishness, and I also admitted that I didn't have any clever tricks up my sleeve, so there was nothing to say.

  But still don't believe it, let him wait for me here, I'll go try that password paper according to the storage box's serial number.

  Looking at the row of boxes in front of me, I took a deep breath and thought it wouldn't be so coincidental, but my hands still scanned the password paper.

  The iron box corresponding to "click" really opened, and I couldn't help but widen my eyes. That guy really guessed it! How amazing is that?!

  Walked over, slightly lifted his foot and took a look inside, scratched his hair, took out the things inside and walked towards the rest area.

  Put the thing in front of him, staring blankly at the thing and started to worry again, because this has undoubtedly become another problem. A new Xinhua dictionary, what does it mean? I thought there was some information mixed in here, but after flipping through for half a day, the answer is that it's just an ordinary dictionary!

  Ming Yan's face suddenly showed a relieved smile, as if he had already figured out how to solve the puzzle.

  I looked around, but I didn't know where the people monitoring me were hiding. Ever since I knew that I was being monitored all the time, I became nervous and jumpy.

  "Don't look, these are all professionally trained people who won't be easily detected by you." Ming Yan's eyes adjusted to mine, looking towards the nearby shopping area, as well as security personnel and even seemingly careless janitors. Oh my god! I made a distressed face and asked for his help, "What should we do? There are so many eyes watching us! Should we take this clue or not? If we take it, we'll be watched even more closely; if we don't, someone else will take it."

  "Just let them take it away, this is just a new Xinhua Dictionary, we know what it is, so what's the harm in giving it to them." He turned around with an expression of indifference, his smile was playful, as if he was teasing someone.

  What's going on? After finally finding it, I'm just going to give up like this? I'm confused, but Ming Yan wouldn't dare play such a joke, he has confidence in his abilities and shouldn't be reckless.

  I finally gave up on the clue of the dictionary and left it forgotten in the rest area. I entered the supermarket with ease, bought some spare supplies and left the supermarket.

  After returning home, I sat gloomily on the sofa, feeling that this trip had no gain except for consumption.

  Ming Yan didn't say anything in response, but instead walked into my room and pulled out a dictionary from my bookshelf. He leaned against the door frame, holding it up in his hand, "Is this version of the dictionary the same as that one?"

  My mind was filled with question marks, and the answer was certain because that book had only been bought for a year, and there was no difference. Originally confused, wanting to ask what, Ming Yan pulled me onto the sofa, not saying his own reason, but instead took out from that bag a piece of paper with a string of messy numbers and English words.

  They scribbled on top of them, finding the corresponding Chinese characters from the dictionary. They pieced together two short segments: Black eats black, black washes white, round is not right, medicine is not benevolent. Three sections of Changnan Bridge, Hongxin Apartments!

  I muttered to myself, reciting the famous quote written in this half-baked tongue twister. "The one behind isn't hard to understand, but what does this tongue twister mean? Should we just take it at face value? The Yuan family aren't good people, wanting to turn black into white, who is 'medicine not benevolent' referring to?"

  Ming Yan's smile seemed to hold a hint of approval, and it looked like I had indeed misinterpreted the meaning of this sentence. He circled the three words "Yao Bu Ren" with his pen, narrowing his eyes slightly, "It's the person I asked Yuan Rui to investigate, if we haven't gone in the wrong direction, the real culprit will soon appear."

  "Who's that person with the surname Yao? Is he the mastermind behind everything? I don't have any impression of this person at all?"

  That will be Ming Yan telling Yuan Rui to investigate a person with the surname Yao, I'm not quite sure why, because in my impression, I haven't had any dealings with anyone with the surname Yao before.

  This would even more make him suspect this person, searching through his brain's memory still didn't leave an impression.

  Ming Yan chuckled and put down the dictionary, reminding him: "Do you still remember when you first met Yuan Lei last time? When we came out with nothing, a middle-aged man who was not eye-catching just walked past us. Maybe you didn't notice, but I saw that he came out of the elevator and went straight to this side. When he saw you, he even took the trouble to observe for a while before walking into the private corridor where Yuan Lei was."

  He said that and I seemed to remember, at the time I was dissatisfied with the Yuan family's attitude, and I was still complaining. Others can't see Ming Yan, so they must have thought I was talking to myself. However, there was a person who passed by us, and he deliberately stopped in his tracks, looked at me meaningfully, and saw that I didn't look good, so he smiled awkwardly and walked away.

  That person looked very ordinary, more forgettable than a common face like mine, so I naturally didn't pay attention to the comings and goings of a stranger.

  "You're saying he's that guy with the surname Yao?" This guy's memory is truly exceptional, he can recall even the most unrelated person without forgetting a single detail, and even remembers the entire process of events vividly. His powers of observation are truly astonishing!

  Ming Yan pressed her lips together, deep in thought, and nodded. "His name is Yao Hongyu. If he hadn't been staring at you like that, I wouldn't have paid special attention to him either. Later, I had Chang Yu investigate him, and unexpectedly, his identity turned out to be Yuan Lei's deputy. The problematic building was also submitted to Yuan Lei under his name. Half a year ago, the construction site had an accident resulting in loss of life, and the wages owed to the workers for nearly half a year were finally settled thanks to that evil spirit. At the same time, strange things kept happening at the construction site, one after another, and it was abandoned until now. Moreover, a few months ago, Yuan Lei was going to take his family on an overseas trip, and before that, he had also arranged for this person to take care of related matters, so I think he is the most suspicious person."

  Listening to his statement and analysis, I got a headache and even worried that I would be drawn into this right and wrong, how much chance do I have to survive? The infighting of the rich, why do you want me to be a scapegoat in your life-and-death struggle?!

  Moreover, analysis is useless without evidence, isn't it? Without evidence, a case can't be solved, and the police won't just listen to us and cooperate. Even if we know who's suspicious, what can we do about it?

  "What's wrong?"

  I opened a bag of snacks, chewing tastelessly, and turned my head to look at him. "Why aren't you worried? All these are just guesses and inferences, there's no evidence, how can we prove it? If it were the police uncle, they would have the right to interrogate, what identity do I have to interrogate a high-level executive of a company?"

  Ming Yan also knew that I was telling the truth. At present, even if we set our goal on Yao Hongyu, it is still an empty inference. After all, this is just a word left by Liu Sheng, and in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a small mixed gangster, with no weight at all.

  He fell into deep thought again, his eyes fixed on two other things. A geometric equation calculation and a night view photo of Zhang's bridge suddenly curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Why don't we hand it over?"

  "Huh??"

  Are you really going to hand over the thing? I'm being monitored all the time, and that Chu Qi last time seemed to want this evidence too!

  "There's no need to worry about it, just make two identical ones and give one away. Let them figure it out themselves. This way, you'll also be more relaxed, isn't that better?"

  "Are you sure it won't backfire? Will they believe it that easily?" Does he think those people are a bunch of fools who can be easily deceived?

  "They're all staring at these things, anyway we already know what they are, it doesn't matter if we give them to them. When the time comes, we'll do this..." Ming Yan's smile suddenly became somewhat cunning, although I still felt a bit uneasy, but for the sake of no more trouble around me, I agreed with his method.

  The next morning, I divided the things into two parts. The messy numbers, dictionaries and English words were sent to Yuan's house by express delivery. Another part was brought to the classroom because I had contacted Chu Qi, he would come to pick up the other two at night when I got off work. This troublesome killer still owed me money!

  In the afternoon, my uncle came to find me, and it just so happened that I was going out at night, so I told him.

  He looked at me with a strange gaze, "Girl, I feel like you've become mysterious lately, almost every time you have free time, you run out. What are you busy with? How's that boyfriend of yours doing?"

  "Male, boyfriend?" He can't actually think I'm dating that killer, right?! Oh God...