Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

When Yang Jiahao left his father's side, his shirt was already wet with sweat.

He stood at the door and lit a cigarette, took a long drag and then raised his hand to call Afei.

Ah Fei had been standing guard by the door. When he saw his elder brother greeting him, he ran over as fast as he could.

"Big brother."

Yang Jiahao nodded and whispered: "The old man wants to find the real murderer, you can get one for him."

His tone was gentler than ever.

But Ah Fei shuddered.

My eldest brother knows that the gentler Yang Jiahao speaks, the worse his mood is at the moment.

Ah Fei had only heard tunes like this the night Yang Jiawen joined the company as deputy manager.

He was not stupid enough to ask a question at this time, so he endured his confusion and answered immediately.

Although he had no idea what to do with this job.

He only knows how to chop people, so how can he find someone to chop people with?

"Afei." Yang Jiahao didn't let Afei leave after he finished talking about business. Instead, he looked at him with an extremely tired look and said, "In this family, I am called the eldest son, but in fact I am walking on thin ice... You are my best Brother, you have to help me."

When he said this, Yang Jiahao's tone returned to normal, even a little sad.

It was the first time Ah Fei saw him like this, and his heart beat a few minutes faster.

Big brother is... having a heart-to-heart with him?

Ah Fei was stunned for a moment and then immediately nodded and said like an oath: "Brother, no matter what you want to do, I will stand by you!"

"Brothers."

Yang Jiahao patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work... Now that these things are over, let's have a good drink."

"it is good!"

Ah Fei happily put away the pie and left energetically.

Yang Jiahao looked at his back, the superficial fatigue in his eyes swept away, leaving only a thick depth.

……

In the hotel, Xiaolin is on the phone with her best foreign aid.

She leaned lazily on the sofa, circling the phone cord with her fingers. After talking about the general process, she said: "That's it. Now I am confused. I even doubted myself for three seconds."

On the other end of the phone, Su Yuncheng was silent for a moment and said, "I have not actually seen the scene, so I can get very little information."

"Ah...you don't know either..." Lin Nianhe was a little disappointed, but understandable.

No matter how powerful the detective is, there is no way he can figure out who the murderer is without even seeing the body.

Su Yuncheng said: "I can give you a few speculations from the perspective of a bystander. You try to think about it."

"Okay."

Lin Nianhe adjusted to a more comfortable position, resting his calves on the armrests of the sofa and swaying gently.

"The first speculation is that Yang Jiawen's death was due to his personal issues. It's all just a coincidence." Su Yuncheng said, "But if that's the case, the Yang family and the police should be able to easily find out who the murderer is. This The likelihood is low."

"Yang Jiawen was recuperating in the hospital. This can basically rule out the possibility of the murderer killing with passion. In other words, the murderer had sufficient motive to kill - so the second speculation is that he was motivated by interests."

Lin Nianhe nodded and interjected: "I also know that killing him must be a struggle for interests, but for now, I don't see anyone who can completely gain absolute benefits from this matter."

Everyone and every family involved in this matter is caught in a dilemma.

So far, no one is a winner.

"Yes," Su Yuncheng said with a low smile, "Nianhe, you are trapped."

"Huh?" Lin Nianhe was startled and then gave up thinking, "Brother Yun Cheng, just say it directly. I've lost my hair thinking about things these days. If you don't want a bald baby, don't let me use my brain. La."

Su Yuncheng blushed.

Little baby...

When Major Su spoke again, his voice was obviously much happier, with a slightly raised tail. It didn't sound like he was discussing a murder case at all: "I think it was done by another family. Before you were arrested, there were already rumors that it was You or the Shen family did this, who is spreading such words behind your back?"

"Well……"

Lin Nianhe's mind began to follow Su Yuncheng's words. "When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits." Lin Nianhe said softly.

"Well, yes." Su Yuncheng said thoughtfully, "You are in the middle of the game and don't know the true face of Lushan."

Lin Nianhe tapped his forehead and thought along this line of thought: "That must be someone who has the ability to compete for the dock business. This range is much smaller."

She recalled the people she met that night at the Shen family banquet.

She misjudged them... These people are not all cowards...

"My inference may be biased, you can check it, but for now I don't recommend you to do this." Su Yuncheng's tone was a little more serious, and he said worriedly, "Nianhe, take your time, don't rush , you can’t have too many enemies.”

"I understand." Lin Nianhe raised a smile, stretched and said, "Brother Yun Cheng, you are so awesome. I have been thinking about something for a long time, and you just helped me sort it out with just a few words. What would I do without you? !”

Lin Nianhe clearly heard her brother Yun Cheng breathing heavily.

She...could she be exaggerating?

She quickly changed the subject: "Is your matter going smoothly?"

"Well, it went very well. I should be able to give you a surprise when you come back..."

The two of them chatted for a while, until Su Yuncheng had to go to class before hanging up the phone.

Lin Nianhe held his chin in his hand and smacked his tongue softly as he looked at the surveillance screen: "There are big brothers everywhere."

She thought for a while, then suddenly sat upright, took a piece of paper, and started writing.

……

Another three days passed in a flash.

In the past three days, Xiangjiang has been immersed in a strange silence. Everyone knows that as long as someone is the first to stand up, there will definitely be a bloody storm.

It was Nishi who fired the first shot.

A report titled "Gem Freight Company is recruiting 10,000 construction workers with a high salary of NT$2,000, but there are no applicants" was published in the newspaper and attracted a lot of attention in an instant.

Some people despise that two thousand yuan is not a high salary, and some people joke that their glamorous jobs are not as profitable as those of construction workers.

Some people looked at their injuries and smiled bitterly. So what can more money do? They don’t dare to earn it.

However, there were a few people who were lucky enough not to be threatened and happened to be good at construction work and applied for jobs after seeing the news.

Before they even stepped into the office building rented by Nishi, they were attracted by a man holding a sign at the door that read "Construction workers wanted, 80 yuan per day."

These people are naturally from the Yang family. As for whether they really want to recruit people and whether they will give such a high salary after recruiting people, no one knows.

Soon, the white man walking out of the office building updated his salary standard: 2500 yuan per month.

The boy holding the sign simply erased the chalk words on the sign and replaced 80 with 90.

2800 yuan per month.

95 yuan per day.

……

In the hotel, Lin Nianhe finally opened the curtains.

"Quickly, arrange for a good person to help the Yang family, and let them retreat when the fire reaches 3000 yuan. This is the bottom line that Nishi can bear."

"It's not difficult to deliver the message, but there has to be a reason, right? Just say that this is Nishi's bottom line, and they won't believe it."

"I leaned against the wall and listened."

"..."

"Isn't this story particularly convincing?"

"Yes."

Shen Yu chuckled helplessly and reminded: "If the Yang family withdraws, then the previous preparations will be useless. You also said that this is a price she can afford."

Lin Nianhe took the newspaper that had just been delivered this morning and tapped one of the lines with his fingertips: "Here's the key."

Shen Yu lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, the corners of his mouth were stained with the same smile as Lin Nianhe.

And ha, it’s going to be a little late~