Old Mrs. Song and Song Yaohui said at the same time.

Everyone looked at Song Yaohui, who said, "Uncle Captain, I didn't steal any money. I'm innocent. My injuries are nothing serious. I hope you can find out the truth quickly and clear my name."

If this matter isn't thoroughly investigated, he'll have to carry this burden forever.

Song Guoqiang really liked Song Yaohui, this young man, for his fortitude and strength.

He believed the child hadn't stolen the money.

But he believed it wouldn't work; he needed to produce evidence.

"Yaohui, before you went into your grandma's room, did you see anyone else go in?"

Song Yaohui shook his head.

"No, I went in and saw that my grandma wasn't there, so I came out."

Song Fanxing added, "It was Song Haitao who went to our house to call my older brother, saying that Grandma wanted to see him. That's why my older brother went into Grandma's house. But Grandma said she hadn't asked my older brother, so Song Haitao was lying. Why did Song Haitao lie? Captain, you should ask him about it."

Song Guoqiang was surprised; this little girl's logic was too clear.

Is she really 3 years old?

Could it be that he's 30 years old?

Song Fanxing: Haha, I am indeed over 30.

Song Guoqiang turned to Song Haitao, who was hiding behind Li Zhen. He peeked out and stammered, "You...you're lying. I didn't call Song Yaohui, and I didn't say those things to him. He ran into the milk shop and stole the milk money himself."

"Why are you panicking? As long as you didn't do it, I won't wrongly accuse you."

Song Fanxing: "Uncle Captain, since we can't determine who is lying, let's search and see where the money is. Once we find that 500 yuan, we'll know who is lying, and naturally we'll also know who the thief is."