Chapter 639 Encountering Robbers

Song Zhaomu spent half an hour on his body.

When he came out, Si Yu was leaning on the armchair, silently flipping through the investigation file.

Along the way, they have interrogated the post chiefs of ten post stations, but they still found nothing about the mastermind behind the theft of disaster relief silver.

"Can you see the new way?" Song Zhao asked, twisting his hair.

Si Yu frowned, put down the case file, and expressed his opinion, "The theft of disaster relief money has nothing to do with the people in charge of these post stations."

"Coincidentally, we thought of a place to go."

Song Zhao blinked.

"What did Ah Zhao say?"

Song Zhao analyzed with reason and evidence, "First of all, the persons in charge of the post stations you interrogated are all officials who have worked in the local area for more than ten years.

Their family members are all around them. In this case, if they dare to steal the disaster relief money, they will implicate the whole family.

And didn't they also check their account outflows in recent years? There is nothing unusual, which means that they are all ignorant. "

"You're right." Si Yu's eyes were dark, "There are eleven stations in total, and the relief money was robbed at the last station.

In order for the robbers to successfully pass through the first ten post stations and steal the disaster relief money from the last post station, they must have the access cards of various official roads in their hands.

And this kind of access card, with the official rank of the person in charge of the station, is not qualified to have. "

That is to say, the real behind-the-scenes mastermind has the authority in his hand to obtain at least eleven cards for the official passage of the station.

However, based on the interrogation case files obtained from the current research, it is not enough to support the detection of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Song Zhao thought for a while, "Don't worry, wait until the next post station to ask. Since the disaster relief money was robbed from the person in charge of the next post station, we will be able to find some clues at the scene."

Si Yu thought about it too, raised his eyes and glanced at the girl like a lotus, and frowned, "Why haven't you wrung your hair yet?"

Song Zhao wrung his hair with a towel, distressed, "There is too much hair, I really want to cut a piece of it."

"Nonsense."

Si Yu glanced at her, and took the towel from Song Zhao's hand, "How can I cut my body and hair from my parents?"

Song Zhao puffed his cheeks, thinking that perhaps in a few hundred years, in the modern world, all women in that society would be able to cut their hair.

But thinking about Si Yu's disbelief, he didn't want to say it.

"I'll dry it for you." Si Yu patted his leg, lazily, "Sit here."

Song Zhaotu relaxed, and immediately walked over to sit down.

She rested her chin on Si Yu's shoulder, and grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands.

Si Yu wrapped Song Zhao's wet hair around his arms, mobilized his internal energy, and slowly dried it for her.

The warm breath surrounded Song Zhao, he shrugged his nose, and could smell the unique smell of a man.

The night was quiet.

Candlelight fainted.

Song Zhao opened his bright cat eyes and looked up at him, "Fourth brother."

"Huh?" Si Yu concentrated on drying his hair, lowered his eyebrows, and looked extremely sexy.

Song Zhao's throat moved, and his two hands suddenly wrapped around his neck, kissed his chin, bent his eyes and said, "I just want to call you."

After all, in a few months, she will call him husband.

Si Yu's Adam's apple twitched, and he asked seriously, "Are you comfortable being served by brother?"

Song Zhao touched the fluffed hair, "It's so fast, it's all dry, can you still dry my hair in the future?"

Si Yu wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose with his fingers, who would want to do such exhausting physical work.

But who made the little ancestor in his arms like it.

His thin lips smiled slightly, "Okay."