Chapter 1359

Yang Ming was right. Wang Xiaoming did not sleep much in the first half of the night. He was worried about the safety of Yang Ming and the store, so he woke up again as soon as he closed his eyes. It wasn't until I received Yang Ming's call that my heart dropped. But then he couldn't sleep peacefully as Yang Ming said. Another kind of worry arose, whether Yang Ming was really fine, let alone reporting good news instead of bad news. At that time, he should have answered Mouse's call, at least to verify it. Thinking like this, I can't even sleep anymore.

Wang Xiaoming stayed half asleep until dawn. He quickly got up, washed his face with cold water and dragged Wang Bing out. Before going out, he didn't forget to bring Yang Ming toiletries. I saw my own tricycle downstairs. I was stunned for a moment, then I realized what I was doing and drove the tricycle to the store.

Yang Ming was sleeping deeply. It was almost four o'clock when he came back from the police station. He didn't sleep for a few hours in the whole night. The morning was the best time to sleep. When Wang Xiaoming went there, he hadn't woken up yet. Before the store door opened, Wang Xiaoming took a look outside. There seemed to be no damage. When he closed the rolling shutter, he found that it opened smoothly than usual and made less noise, as if it had been oiled.

Wang Xiaoming pushed open the glass door inside. The inside looked normal and not messy. Wang Bing has found Yang Ming: "Uncle, Uncle Yang Ming is here."

Yang Ming heard the voice and opened his eyes: "Ah Bing, are you here?"

Wang Xiaoming poked his head in from outside the counter: "Are you sleeping here?"

Yang Ming yawned: "Are you here?"

Wang Xiaoming looked him up and down: "Are you okay?"

Yang Ming smiled: "I'm fine."

"What happened last night?"

Yang Ming sat up: "The man named Sun called someone over and planned to go to the kitchen to set a fire, but I caught him on the spot."

Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes wide: "He wants to burn down our shop?" He said and ran to the kitchen.

"That's what he planned. But it didn't work out." Yang Ming said calmly from behind.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the tidy kitchen. Everything was as usual. However, who would have known that they had experienced a life and death disaster last night. Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and found a mobile phone under the cabinet. He picked it up and found it was a Samsung mobile phone. There was a big spider web on the screen and the screen was cracked. Wang Xiaoming checked around the kitchen. Fortunately, nothing had changed. When he returned to the lobby, Yang Ming was picking up Wang Bing and sitting on the cabinet at the front desk.

Wang Xiaoming walked over and said, "Thank you so much."

Yang Ming just smiled: "I'm going to wash my face and let's go shopping together."

Wang Xiaoming held the mobile phone: "I picked it up in the kitchen."

Yang Ming took it over and looked at it, and thought for a moment: "It's Sun Lei's." When he turned on the phone, the screen was broken and it was a bit hard to use. There was also a password, but he couldn't click on it. Yang Ming said, "Send it to Officer Liu in a while. There may be more." What evidence.”

Wang Xiaoming thought about it: "Have you said that to Sun? Did Huang Jiangong instigate him to do it?"

Yang Ming took the toiletries Wang Xiaoming brought to him and walked to the kitchen: "As I said, he was the one who ordered it."

"The police also know?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"Officer Liu knows." Yang Ming said.

Wang Xiaoming followed: "Will Huang Jiangong be arrested?"

Yang Ming said: "I don't know. I might ask questions. He won't admit his guilt so easily. Besides, you said his family is rich, so he probably won't be brought down so easily."

"Then let's forget it?" Wang Xiaoming gritted his teeth with hatred.

"At least we can have some quiet time." Yang Ming said.

Wang Xiaoming felt unhappy, but had no choice. He called Liu. After interrogating the prisoner, Liu was catching up on his sleep. He received a call from Wang Xiaoming and said inarticulately: "I'll pick it up from you in a moment."

Wang Xiaoming could hear his deep tiredness and said, "I'll send it to you later. You go to bed first."

"also."

Wang Xiaoming thought that he seemed to be troublesome to Liu Hao all the time. He was almost becoming his own private policeman, so he was embarrassed.

At this time, the song "Little Apple" suddenly sounded in the store. When Wang Bing heard the song, he sang along: "...Little Apple, I can never love you too much..."

Wang Xiaoming stared at the broken Samsung mobile phone placed on the front counter: "The mobile phone rang." He picked up the mobile phone and saw that the caller ID was "Boss Huang". He quickly ran to ask Yang Ming who was brushing his teeth: "Maybe it belongs to Huang Jiangong. Will you answer it or not?”

Yang Ming spat out the toothpaste foam, took a breath, and said to Wang Bing: "Shh, don't talk."

Wang Bing calmed down obediently, and Yang Ming took out his mobile phone, turned on the recording button, turned it on the loudest, placed it next to the Samsung mobile phone, and then answered the call.

As soon as the call was connected, the caller asked straight to the point: "Sun Lei, have things been done?" When Wang Xiaoming heard it, he recognized Huang Jiangong's voice and made a mouthful of "It's him" to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming glanced at Wang Xiaoming and said in a vague voice: "No. I'm afraid of burning down other people's houses."

The other end said: "I'm afraid of nothing. If it's burned, I'll burn it. Let him pay for it until he can't stand up for the rest of his life."

Yang Ming glanced at Wang Xiaoming and said, "What about today's banquet? Do you still want to eat?"

Huang Jiangong cursed at the other end: "Eat your mother's head! You idiot, you can't handle such a small thing. I tell you, you have to find a way to get the 40,000 yuan back to me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Wang Xiaoming spoke: "Huang Jiangong, you grandson, you are a despicable villain. What else can you do besides being a scheming person behind your back?"

There was silence on the other end, and Wang Xiaoming continued: "You are very capable. You can do anything like murder and arson. Time and time again. If you have the ability, show it to others. Don't be like a turtle and make others look down on you."

A busy signal came from the phone, and the caller hung up. Yang Ming turned off his cell phone, looked at each other with Wang Xiaoming, and then both laughed. It was really a farce.

"Do you think Huang Jiangong was scared to death?" Wang Xiaoming said.

Yang Ming said calmly: "Yeah, he's probably busy looking for someone to wipe his butt."

Wang Xiaoming clapped his hands in relief: "Okay, let me see what else this despicable villain will do."

"This person named Huang is extremely despicable, but his methods are too clumsy, so there is no need to be afraid. After drinking tea at the police station, he will probably become more honest for a while." Yang Ming put down his phone and went to wash his face.

After washing his face and coming out, Yang Ming touched his chin: "Did you bring the razor?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "No, I forgot." His body hair is not too heavy, and shaving is not a compulsory course every day, so he didn't expect to go up to this level. Yang Ming is different. His beard is full of vitality and he shaves every day, so at the moment he has a layer of green stubble around his mouth and chin, which makes him look manly and sexy in a different way.