"Just kidding?! How could Xbao have such a thing?"

Xia Liang rushed up. Zhu Ansheng said lightly disagreed:

"As long as you have the heart, you can find anything in x treasure."

He added:

"This is not a simple crack. It is just a exploitation of the loopholes in the Weibo mechanism. It can only target some users who are not active recently, and bypass the background to apply for password change. The success rate is not high and there is not much practicality."

"Brother-in-law, how come you have so many inexplicable tricks? Besides, you even changed your password... This is a destructive search, right? What if Team Xing finds out?"

"As a private investigator, there are always some ways to do it." Zhu Ansheng's desire to explain his experience:

"Besides, if you really have to wait until the Weibo company reviews and unlock your account, the case will probably be in chaos."

"Brother-in-law, you're illegal..."

Zhu Ansheng turned his head and glanced at him, then focused on studying the content on Weibo. He said calmly:

"You want to be a brave man, you want to kill the evil dragon, yes. But before that, you have to be an evil dragon."

"I can't agree with this statement."

"You will understand sooner or later."

Zhu Ansheng no longer explained. He slid the rollers, and after a while, his eyes lit up.

“Have it.”

He also flipped through the Weibo post two years ago.

"A immature question: What can a person do for the most important woman in his life? To what extent?"

"The most important woman in life?" Zhu Ansheng murmured, frowning slightly.

He clicked on Fu Sizhe's follower list and saw Fu Yinger's Weibo account at a glance among the few dozen people.

The two users have no record of interaction, and Fu Yinger should not know that this is Fu Sizhe’s private Weibo.

Zhu Ansheng did not think deeply about this aspect anymore, and he suddenly asked:

"Liang, do you know the name of Fu Sizhe's ex-wife?"

Xia Liang was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Hu Meiqin. But I think she should have nothing to do with this case. Fang Qing said that Fu Sizhe had not contacted his ex-wife for more than ten years."

Zhu Ansheng's fingers kept tapping on the desktop.

"I think if you can, you'd better contact her."

"Why?"

"Anyway, you don't have any other investigation direction now. It may be good to bump into it like a headless fly... After all, the biggest doubt in Fu Sizhe is the unknown overseas transfer record."

Xia Liang nodded and sent Zhao Gang a WeChat message. He muttered again:

"To be honest, it is better to investigate Hu Meiqin than to investigate Fu Yinger. Didn't she transfer to school this semester?"

Zhu Ansheng was stunned and asked:

"Have Fu Yinger transferred to school?"

"yes."

"Why didn't you tell me about this?"

"Uh...there are reports on entertainment news, and I thought you wouldn't miss this kind of information."

"I don't read entertainment news, and I don't know what 48. I can't figure out the difference between Fu Yinger and Mei, and what's the difference between you and Mei, and you still expect me to know this?" Zhu Ansheng widened his eyes.

Xia Liang grinned:

"My...I'll tell you now, Fu Ying'er has transferred to Hinaguang, is that okay?"

"Himu?" Zhu Ansheng stood up suddenly.

"Hikami...is there any problem?"

"The problem is big." Zhu Ansheng frowned and began to pace back and forth in the narrow space.

Xia Liang was stunned, recalled carefully, and said in wonder:

"Isn't Hinaku just an ordinary private school? The rankings in Guangzhou are the lowest... It is said that the tuition fee is very cheap."

"The reason why Hinaki ranked last is not because of teacher education, but because it is the only ordinary private high school in Guangzhou that does not refuse to accept any students with mental disorders."

Zhu Ansheng said coldly: "Among the students studying at Hinaku, the proportion of people suffering from mental illness exceeds 20%.

After a pause, he murmured softly:

"The one who sponsored the founding of Hinaku and founding the Shahe Welfare Home are the same person."

Xia Liang didn't understand it very much and asked: "Is this... related to Fu Sizhe's case?"

Zhu Ansheng was silent for a long time, looked at Xia Liang, and stopped talking several times. He sighed, turned around and turned off the computer, took off his gloves and put them in his pocket. His expression was solemn.

"It's better not."

...

At 8 o'clock in the evening, just as I closed the old cell phone, the sound of the lock turning came from outside the door.

Fang Qing was startled and turned her head to find out that it was Fu Yinger who had returned from the crew.

The two looked at each other speechlessly. After a long time, Fang Qing finally realized it and stood up.

"I'll order you some takeaway..."

"No need." Fu Yinger interrupted Fang Qing's words, paused, and whispered: "I've eaten."

Fang Qing was stunned for a moment, put her hands in front of her belly uneasy, no:

"good……"

Fu Yinger walked straight in, took out the key and opened the room door, threw her schoolbag onto the bed, walked out of the bedroom, and sat on a chair in the living room.

The huge room was quiet and Fang Qing didn't know what to say for a moment.

"What did he ask today?"

Fu Yinger spoke first. Fang Qing was silent for a while and said:

"I asked about the date of the funeral and asked us... to be mentally prepared and said that the police would... check us..."

Fu Yinger said "um" softly, took off her shoes, curled up on the chair with her feet naked, and stopped talking.

Fang Qing pursed her lips, and many things she wanted to say flashed through her mind, all of which were in her throat, and she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

"Yinger... Do you want to drink coix seed candy water? We haven't opened the stove for several days... There are still some coix seed left at home, so I'll cook it..."

Fang Qing said, and was about to walk into the kitchen. Fu Yinger said:

"No, mom."

"Drink...you haven't eaten much these days."

"I don't want to smell that."

Fang Qing paused her hand pressing on the knob of the stove, her shoulders trembled slightly, she turned her head, and her tone almost begged:

"Eat some?"

"No need to say it!"

Fu Yinger felt irritated and her voice became a little louder.

Fang Qing's body shook, and the two of them stopped talking.

After a long silence, Fu Yinger said softly again, "I'm sorry."

Fang Qing shook her head, sniffed, and forced a smile.

"Mom, can you come here?"

Fang Qing was stunned for a moment, looking at Fu Yinger's slightly red eyes as she looked up, her heart softened, she walked forward and sat down beside her.

She was waiting for Fu Ying'er's subsequent text. But Fu Ying'er didn't say anything anymore. She stared at Fang Qing for a long time, as if she wanted to speak but stopped. Her mouth was slightly open, and Fang Qing's heart became more and more uneasy. She slowly lowered her head.

Time passed quietly. Fang Qing took a breath silently, her knuckles turned white, and she opened her mouth tremblingly:

"Yinger..."

"Actually...I..."

The words were not finished. Fu Ying'er had turned around and buried them in her arms.

Fang Qing was stunned. Fu Yinger choked in her arms, wrapped her hands around her waist, and hugged her very tightly.

The crying became more and more sad. Fang Qing kept opening her eyes and shed two lines of clear tears.

...

Shi Zuo frowned.

He was sitting in front of the desk, with homework that had not yet been previewed.
To be continued...