Chapter 110 Kang Yong and Wang Jingjing?
"And the flashlight and raincoat from last time, I gave them to my father. He didn't say much, but I could tell he liked them very much, and he even asked where they came from."
In fact, during this time, Zhao Wuzhou had been secretly inquiring about Jiang Shennu's whereabouts from him quite a bit.
Hearing that he was coming to Ping'an County to handle a case, I even considered coming with him.
Hearing him mention his father, Jiang Ling thought of Zhao Jingxing's complicated family relationships, and her heart stirred slightly, but she didn't ask any further questions. She simply smiled and echoed his words:
"I'm glad you like it, Lord Zhao."
The two chatted for a few more minutes, mentioning Cheng Fang and the Crown Prince.
Zhao Jingxing explained, "There's a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the palace today, and both of them are required to attend. They simply couldn't get away, which is why they couldn't come. Oh, by the way, Cheng Fang asked me to bring you a gift, and I've also prepared some festival gifts, but..."
It's still sitting at the county government office. He originally planned to visit after finishing his official duties.
Jiang Ling understood his meaning and smiled slightly: "It happened so suddenly, who could have imagined we'd meet in that kind of situation? Next time you come, just give it to Xiao Ran, he'll pass it on to me. Thank you in advance."
It was getting late, so Zhao Jingxing got up to take his leave.
Jiang Ling turned around and took out several carefully prepared gift boxes from behind the counter.
"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and these are the gifts I have prepared. This one is for you, and please pass these two on to Cheng Fang and His Highness the Crown Prince."
“It’s dark and the road is difficult to travel. Since you have already given your lamp to your father, you can keep this new one for future use.”
She pointed to another small box, "Here are some medicines for treating external injuries and fever reducers. Keep them with you at all times, just in case."
Looking at the gifts before him, Zhao Jingxing felt a surge of indescribable warmth in his heart.
He felt that no matter how many books he had read since childhood, none of them could express his feelings at this moment.
This was the first time he had received such meticulous care.
at the same time.
Ping'an County.
Mulou Restaurant.
A man dressed as a waiter rushed upstairs and knocked on the door of Fang Shijie's room, where he was fast asleep.
"Master, something has happened in the western suburbs of the city!"
Fang Shijie suddenly woke up with a start.
After the guard recounted the story in detail, he smashed a teacup on the ground, shattering it into pieces!
"That idiot Huang Dagang! He dared to act on his own and ruin my important plans! He deserves to die!"
"Master, what should we do now?"
"Keeping such an idiot alive is a waste of food! There's no need to save him, withdraw him, and don't leave any trace."
The goods are due tomorrow. He's done so much for this deal lately, and now he's causing trouble!
Fang Shijie got angrier and angrier the more he thought about it!
Because of him alone, such a huge thing was ruined!
A murderous glint appeared in his eyes, and he calmly ordered, "Immediately send a group of assassins to Huang Dagang's house. Leave no survivors!"
Anyone who dares to ruin his plans will have to pay the price!
The man hesitated, "But what if they find out about us?"
"Since they're assassins, who would know it was me? Even if they trace it back to me, what can they do to me without evidence?"
Fang Shijie was not afraid at all; given his status, no one could easily touch him.
Besides, he has never shown his face in front of Huang Dagang, so even if he tries to bite back, he won't be able to bite back at himself!
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Jiang Ling woke up in the afternoon.
She didn't open the wooden door today because she received a message from private investigator Lao Chen.
She turned around, opened the iron gate, hailed a car, and headed straight for the address given by Old Chen.
The photo Lao Chen sent showed two figures on a dike in the suburbs.
It's Wang Jingjing and Kang Yong.
Jiang Ling was surprised that it was the two of them. She thought that Kang Yong would at least meet with Wang Fugui, so why would he go to Wang Jingjing?
Old Chen also left a message: "I just finished taking these photos. They seemed to have a bad talk. Wang Jingjing almost hit someone, but Kang Yong stopped her. Now the two have separated. Kang Yong walked down the embankment, while Wang Jingjing is still standing there making a phone call. She looks very angry."
Kang Yong and Wang Jingjing?
What is the connection between them?
Did Kang Yong contact the Wang family through Wang Jingjing?
Is it Wang Jingjing herself who is directly related to the fireworks factory explosion?
The drive took more than an hour, and the scenery outside the window became increasingly desolate.
Finally, the taxi stopped in a vacant lot overgrown with weeds, with the gray-white cement embankment in the distance, just like the one in Old Chen's photo.
Jiang Ling paid the fare, quickly got out of the car, and saw Old Chen's inconspicuous gray sedan parked under the shade of trees further away.
Instead of walking directly over, she first found a mound of earth about half a person's height as cover and observed the situation on the embankment.
Sure enough, Wang Jingjing was still standing there, her back to us, excitedly making a phone call, stomping her feet from time to time, clearly very agitated.
Kang Yong has long since disappeared.
Jiang Ling held her breath and slowly approached Lao Chen's car.
As I opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, Old Chen handed me a pair of binoculars.
Old Chen pointed to the other end of the embankment, "Kang Yong walked in that direction, about twenty minutes ago, he should have left. This Miss Wang, she made one phone call after another, cursing and swearing, she never stopped."
Jiang Ling raised her binoculars and could clearly see Wang Jingjing's face contorted with anger. She could even see the shape of her lips as she spoke.
"Does your binoculars have a camera function? I want to record her lip movements when she speaks."
Old Chen immediately understood what she meant and explained, "You mean... but even if it's translated, it can't be used as valid evidence."
"I need to confirm that they were really involved in this. We'll talk about the rest later."
Wang Jingjing left, cursing and swearing.
Jiang Ling handed the binoculars back to Lao Chen. She already had a video clip of Wang Jingjing speaking excitedly saved on her phone.
"Old Chen, keep an eye on Wang Jingjing for me, especially her and her stepfather Wang Fugui's movements. Notify me immediately if there are any developments."
Jiang Ling took out her phone and transferred 100,000 yuan to Lao Chen. After giving him a brief explanation, she got out of the car.
Instead of chasing after Kang Yong, who had already left, she hailed a taxi and gave him his home address.
The car drove back to that dilapidated urban village.
Jiang Ling walked to the front of Kang Yong's small courtyard. The gate was ajar, and it was quiet inside.
"Uncle Kang? Uncle Kang, are you home?" she called out twice, but there was no answer.
She pushed open the courtyard gate and saw that the cardboard that Kang Yong had collected earlier was still piled up in the same spot, but the door to the house was locked.
Looking through the window, the room was pitch black and didn't look like anyone was there.
Did he not go home?
Jiang Ling frowned.
He just came back from that far-away dike. If he doesn't go home, where else could he go?
Jiang Ling thought for a moment, then took a taxi to her father's grave.
"Master, to Xishan Cemetery."
As dusk fell, the setting sun painted the horizon orange-red, making the cemetery even more tranquil and solemn, with only the rustling of the wind through the pines and cypresses.
Jiang Ling walked up the familiar path and, in the distance, in front of her father's unremarkable tombstone, she saw a hunched figure.
It really was Kang Yong.
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