Friends still know too little about her.

That fair, delicate face, with its indigo eyebrows and thick, neat eyelashes, has both the sweetness of a young girl and a touch of purity and innocence.

He seems harmless, but he is actually very cunning.

Now she is digging a hole.

"Aren't you worried about not having any clues about the kidnapping case? Just wait, there will be a result soon..."

Sangzhi was now shivering with cold and said coldly.

"Uncle and aunt, if you can't produce any more substantial evidence, I won't keep you company. I'm really hungry right now, and Ms. Huang said she'd treat me to a can of braised beef at a Western restaurant."

Twenty years ago, when I had a good relationship with Big Brother.

The Moscow Restaurant is open to the public, and you can enjoy delicious braised prawns and braised beef in a pot for just ten yuan.

Later, when the Soviet experts withdrew, these restaurants became favorite places for intellectuals and college students.

People from well-off families are proud to eat with gleaming silver spoons and forks, and drink coffee from coffee cups with silver trays.

But ten dollars is half of the expenses of a normal family, and most people can't afford to eat there.

A Western restaurant is the dividing line between two worlds.

This sentence stimulated Sang Yanfei.

She can have a bad life.

But Sangzhi can never have a good life!

In her desperation, she ignored her second brother's advice to calm her down and shouted angrily, "Not only me, but also my eldest son. He saw it with his own eyes!"

Sang Jiqing's head buzzed and his body began to shake.

Looking at Sang Zhi again, the corner of her mouth showed the same smile that frightened him last time.

It seemed to confirm his uneasiness.

Sangzhi laughed sarcastically.

"Then I don't understand. The police said the child disappeared between four and five o'clock, and I was with Brother Wu at that time.

With him as my witness, I didn't have the time or opportunity to go to the guesthouse entrance."

Wu Guan saluted with a standard military salute, his face solemn and serious.

"I swear on my sacred profession that we did not go near the guesthouse that afternoon, and everything I said is true."

Sang Yanfei felt like he was struck by lightning, with fear all over his face.

"That, that doesn't prove that you weren't involved in this matter. What if, what if she instructed someone else?"

As if she had found an excuse for herself, she lied to herself, "Yes, you have no one to prove it!"

At this time, the person who had been silent raised his head.

He was tied up, fell ill, and had a near-death experience in one day. His face looked extremely ugly.

But this time he stood up straight and spoke word by word.

"What if it was me? Can I prove it?"