PDLP Chapter 415 Evidence in Hand
Chapter 415 Evidence in Hand
It wasn't until the boat was halfway across that Aunt Zhang finally began to speak hesitantly: "Yi-yi! The restaurant's business is getting better and better, don't you feel like we're running out of manpower..."
Noticing Xu Yiyi's gaze, Aunt Zhang's voice grew softer and softer, and the last few words were barely audible to her.
"Oh! I won't hide it from you anymore, it's A-Rong."
Aunt Zhang looked troubled. A few days ago, she and A Rong went beachcombing together.
Ah Rong kept nagging in her ear, telling her about how difficult things had been lately.
She softened her heart and accepted Arong's gifts, on the condition that she would put in a good word for Arong with Xu Yiyi so that Arong could go back to work at the restaurant.
Aunt Zhang sighed deeply: "Arong wants to go back to work at the restaurant. Do you want her or not? Give me a definite answer so I can go back and talk to her."
Xu Yi's eyes narrowed slightly: "What? Aunt Rong isn't going to be the matchmaker?"
Her tone was teasing, but Aunt Zhang just smiled helplessly.
"Stop teasing your Aunt Rong. Don't you know what a matchmaker is? She's got a silver tongue; she can talk a dead person to sleep and a living person to death. Your Aunt Rong?"
Aunt Zhang smiled ingratiatingly and said reproachfully, "She's like a saw-off gourd, she can't even fart for ages."
Xu Yi remained expressionless, her eyes fixed straight ahead: "If that's the case, then I'm not suitable for her anywhere! Look at Afu and then look at Anyang, they can talk about anything, even the most remote places, and they have good judgment. Aunt Rong is really not suitable."
Aunt Zhang's smile froze, and she immediately said, "What are you talking about? You could do it before, couldn't you?"
Xu Yiyi looked at Aunt Zhang with a half-smile and slowly said, "What happened before is history. Putting everything else aside, can you accept it if Aunt Rong goes back?"
Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhang's expression froze.
Ah Rong often takes advantage of her close relationship with Xu Yi's family to work less than enthusiastically at the restaurant.
Thinking this, Aunt Zhang said earnestly and seriously, "Yi-yi! Just pretend I didn't say that, don't take it to heart."
Just as he finished speaking, the boat came to a stop on the river.
Aunt Zhao and Aunt Li happened to hear this, after everyone had gone ashore.
The three of them immediately huddled together.
Aunt Zhao asked curiously, "What did you just say to Yi Yi?"
Aunt Zhang snapped, her lips drooping: "It's all about Arong's matter."
As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Zhao and Aunt Li exchanged a glance.
"She contacted you too?"
"Also?" Aunt Zhang looked puzzled, then sneered, "So it wasn't just me who was approached. I shouldn't have been soft-hearted and agreed, making me lose face in front of Yi Yi."
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The courtyard gate was tightly closed, and Xu Yi listened intently to the sounds coming from inside.
I could only faintly hear the clucking of chickens.
She stopped and pulled Sanchuan and Sihai closer to her.
At the age of thirteen, her figure already showed the contours of a mountain, with defined shoulders and a waist, and a crimson belt cinched her waist, making her look like a small mountain blocking the way for the two children.
He held the sleeping Goyuu in one arm, his expression cold and stern.
Sihai couldn't help but peek out, but she gently pressed his head back down with her hand.
"What's wrong, sister?"
Sihai asked curiously, holding Xueqiu'er, his grape-like bright eyes wide open.
"You two stand here and don't move."
Her voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable resolve.
He then turned his gaze to Xu Anyang beside him. Xu Anyang immediately understood and glanced around the doorway for a moment before bending down to pick up a half-worn stick from beside the woodpile and weighing it in his hand.
The stick was neither too long nor too short, just the right length for my hand.
Xu Anyang took a deep breath, slowly used the end of the stick to push against the hospital door, and was about to push it open.
The next moment, Xu Yiyi reached out from his side and pushed the door open.
The door hinges creaked dryly, breaking the excessive silence of the night.
"Sister Yi! Keep your voice down."
Xu Anyang moved with the utmost care, his steps as light as if he were a thief, each step feeling like he was walking on cotton.
I cautiously walked in, my eyes quickly scanning the familiar courtyard.
Under the eaves and in the corners of the walls, the animal traps that were just set up that morning were all empty.
The ropes and snares were all left as they were, without any signs of being touched.
The courtyard was eerily quiet. After the gate was opened, the sea breeze rushed into the courtyard through the entrance, making a whooshing sound.
Xu Anyang's tense shoulders and back relaxed slightly, but he still dared not be careless and looked back at the door.
Xu Yiyi stood at the intersection of light and shadow, staring intently at him.
He shook his head slightly at her and lowered his voice: "Sister Yi, no one's here. The clips are all intact; it's impossible to tell anyone's been here."
Xu Yiyi nodded very seriously and raised her chin: "Move aside."
Upon hearing this, Xu Anyang cautiously retreated from the doorway.
Sanchuan and Sihai stood on either side of the doorway, peering inside.
"Don't go in yet!"
Xu Anyang saw Sanchuan holding an oil lamp, with half of his body inside, and his tone was tense.
Xu Yiyi walked in, and Wu Yuan leaned heavily in her slender arms, his little head resting dependently on her shoulder.
Her other hand was also busy; she skillfully navigated around all the traps and deftly lit the lanterns in the corridor and courtyard one by one with a tinderbox.
In an instant, the entire courtyard came alive.
"Isn't it already here?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Anyang followed her gaze.
I still couldn't figure it out.
Xu Anyang asked with curiosity, "Where?"
Suddenly, Sanchuan patted his arm with her little hand: "Where! Behind the water tank."
Xu Yiyi, carrying Wu Yuan, walked over steadily and bent down to take a closer look.
"I didn't see it."
Xu Anyang cautiously went inside and used the stick in his hand to lift up the animal trap.
The clippers were stained with blood and torn fabric.
"This person isn't here! What's the use? We can't catch them in the act."
Xu Yiyi looked at the remaining fabric and gave a meaningful smile.
Brightly colored, adorned with striking red and green intertwined floral patterns.
She stepped forward and, without hesitation, reached out and took the fabric off the clip.
My fingertips gently caressed the fabric; it was smooth but thin, and the weave was not very dense.
"Isn't there evidence now?"
Xu Yiyi spoke confidently, and Xu Anyang followed her movements, taking the fabric in his hands to examine it carefully.
"I didn't see it either! At most, I could tell that the owner of this fabric might be a woman."
Xu Anyang muttered to himself.
Sihai's voice suddenly rang out from behind: "Brother Anyang! How can you be so stupid?"
"I'm stupid? Come on! You're smart, so tell me who it is?" Xu Anyang laughed angrily and shoved the cloth into Sihai's hands.