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Chapter 129 Jiang Jiang

Jiang Xiang was waiting at the gate, and when he saw a taxi parked in front of the door, he stepped forward to open the door courteously: "Hello, Dr. Ye."

Ye Chuyang bent down and got out of the car, and said, "Thank you."

Jiang Xiang opened the door, raised his hand inside, and said with a smile, "Please come in."

Ye Chuyang followed him into the yard. The two green lawns on both sides of the yard were neatly trimmed, and a group of rattan chairs were placed under a big elm tree. A large piece of shade fell to the ground, like a pool of dark blue water. Wisps of sunlight sifted through the gaps between the branches and leaves, dancing nimbly on the water.

Jiang Xiang said: "The weather is fine today, let's sit in the yard for a while."

They sat opposite each other on wicker chairs under the tree, and the Filipino maid brought tea, fruit plate, and snacks, filling the small table.

Jiang Xiang said: "Try the lotus paste crisp. Rebecca just baked it. Although she is not Chinese, she is very good at making Chinese dim sum."

Ye Chuyang picked up a piece and took a meaningful bite, saying, "It's delicious." After finishing speaking, he put down the snack, and picked up the white porcelain teacup with green tea in it, "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Xiang's face was soft and beautiful, even the tip of his eyebrows and the tip of his nose were delicate, and he looked like a foreign beauty with long hair.He felt hot, so he tore off a rubber band from his wrist, tied up his long hair, and let it hang loosely behind his head, which made him look more feminine.

Jiang Xiang smiled and said, "It's nothing serious, I invite you to have afternoon tea."

Ye Chuyang didn't want to detour with him: "Say it straight."

Jiang Xiang propped his jaw and thought for a while, then said, "I heard that Jiang Ying almost died?"

Ye Chuyang said expressionlessly, "He's injured, but it's not serious."

Jiang Xiang: "Did Jiang Ziyan do it?"

Ye Chuyang: "I don't know."

Jiang Xiang smiled: "Aren't you and Jiang Ying in a relationship—"

Ye Chuyang took a deep breath and interrupted him in a slow voice: "The police are still investigating, and I don't know who did it. Do you have anything else to do?"

Jiang Xiang's eyes sank, gradually intriguing: "Then why do you think I'm looking for you?"

Facing his temptation, Ye Chuyang did not reveal anything, and also tested him: "The police found Xue Wenqiao in your father's case, and Xue Wenqiao was also a suspect in Zhou Qingchu's death. But whether it is Zhou Qingchu's case or your father's case, The clues are all on Xue Wenqiao."

Jiang Xiang's reaction was indifferent: "I know what you said, I don't want to talk about the murder case with you."

Ye Chuyang: "Then what do you want to talk about?"

Jiang Xiang: "I want to know what you and Jiang Ying are doing, why are you so close to our family?"

Ye Chuyang lifted his legs, sat upright with crossed legs, and said with a smile, "Are you asking me a question?"

Jiang Xiang looked at him and nodded.

Ye Chuyang: "I can answer a question for you, but you must also answer a question for me."

Jiang Xiang pondered for a while and said, "Okay, answer me first."

Ye Chuyang said: "Jiang Ying and I have a simple starting point. Zhou Qingchu died, and the police suspect that Jiang Ying did it. I believe that Jiang Ying didn't kill anyone, so we want to find out the truth."

Jiang Xiang sneered: "If you investigate Zhou Qingchu, you should investigate Zhou Qingchu honestly. Why are you meddling in my father's case?"

Ye Chuyang thought carefully for a moment: "This is a bit complicated. The murderer who killed your father used similar methods to the few cases I have encountered before. I suspect that the same murderer did it, and it was a serial murder."

Jiang Xiang looked at him ignorantly with his jaw propped up, with a simple yet puzzled expression: "Serial murder?"

Ye Chuyang: "Yes, I don't know why, but I can be sure that your father died at the hands of a serial murderer. Xue Wenqiao is not the real murderer behind the scenes. He is just a gun in the hands of the real murderer. The real murderer has been hiding behind the scenes .”

Jiang Xiang lowered his head, stared at the teacup on the table with condensed eyes, and then smiled softly after a long while: "What you said is amazing, I don't understand and I don't care, I don't care if your meddling in our family's affairs is really what you said, yes Find the serial killer for the people. I just want Jiang Haiyi's death to fade away from the media and public opinion as soon as possible, and get rid of the influence of his death on me as soon as possible." He said, taking a sip of tea, "So let's make a Let's make a deal, as long as you and Jiang Ying stop meddling in other people's business, I can promise you one request."

Such intimidation and lure, Ye Chuyang has seen nothing new, and has already felt a little disgusted, frowning: "Do you think Jiang Ying and I need to ask you for anything?"

Jiang Xiang said with a smile: "I've heard that Zhan Xingyu resigned from Jiangqi, and Jiang Ying is also quitting Jiang's group. Within three months, a few old men from Jiang's family will be able to knock him down to the bottom." And you look at me." He opened his arms, like a little emperor sitting on the world, "The entire property of the Jiang family is mine, and there are quite a few people begging for food from me."

Ye Chuyang was not immature enough to bicker with him, but he couldn't hide the sneer of disdain on his face: "Perhaps everyone has their own ambitions, and the trivial things in your eyes are towering trees to us. I don't need to beg for food from you, I believe Jiang Ying doesn't need it either."

Jiang Xiang's face was cold: "So our talk broke down?"

Ye Chuyang said: "Now it's my turn to ask questions, you answer my question first, and then I will tell you my answer."

Jiang Xiang: "You ask."

Ye Chuyang said, "I want to know about your relationship with Zhou Jingye."

Jiang Xiang opened his eyes slightly, as if a little surprised: "Me and Zhou Jing?"

Ye Chuyang temporarily decided to tell a little lie: "The police are also investigating you and Zhou Jingye. Jiang Ying had an accident in Zhou Jingye's villa, and the villa was jointly founded by your father and Zhou Jingye's father. For a generation, the villa will naturally be accepted by you. The police suspect that Jiang Ying's attack may have something to do with you."

He was a little apprehensive, worried that Jiang Qu would be so vigilant and strong in the city, he didn't believe what he said, but he seemed to worry too much, Jiang Qu was not as clever and cunning as he thought, Jiang Qu believed the reason he improvised, just now The doubts that floated in his eyes immediately dissipated.

Jiang Xiang showed disdain: "So the police suspect that Zhou Jing and I are also colluding to get Jiang Ying out?"

Ye Chuyang was very happy to be misunderstood by him, so he didn't say anything at the moment.

Jiang Xiangdao: "Okay, since you all doubt me, then I will simply explain a few words. Zhou Jing and I also have a good relationship, and my father and his father also have a good relationship. It is precisely because the parents of our two families have a good relationship , so I have a good relationship with him. As for the villa, it is my father's inheritance, and Zhou Jing and I have no other interest disputes other than the first time, and I am planning to sell the shares of the villa." He shrugged , "That's all."

Ye Chuyang continued to set his words: "The friendship between your two families seems to have started from your grandfather's generation."

After finishing speaking, Ye Chuyang's eyes lit up, because he saw Jiang Xiang's bright face suddenly gloomy, as if he had asked Jiang Xiang's secret question.

Jiang Xiang said, "Why do you say that?"

Ye Chuyang smiled slightly and said, "Of course it was investigated by the police."

This time Jiang Xiang was very vigilant, and said: "How could I know about such a long time ago, and I have never heard my father say that their parents also have friendship."

Ye Chuyang: "Your answer is that you don't know?"

Jiang Xiang frowned, and asked back, "Don't you want to investigate Jiang Ying's shooting? What did my grandfather do?"

Ye Chuyang paused for a moment, and said calmly: "It's not me who is investigating, but the police are investigating. The information I receive lags behind the police, so of course I follow the pace of the police."

Rebecca, the Filipino maid, came over to refill the tea, and asked Jiang Xiang in pure Chinese when she was going to see his wife after refilling the tea, and she wanted to prepare some snacks in advance.

Jiang Xiang suddenly glanced at Ye Chuyang quickly, and waved his hands at Rebecca twice, signaling Rebecca to go quickly, Rebecca bowed slightly and went back into the building.

Ye Chuyang noticed Jiang Xiang's sudden panic, Jiang Xiang seemed very unwilling to talk about his mother in front of him, and analyzed this behavior further; Jiang Xiang deliberately hid his mother.

Ye Chuyang looked at the mansion on the side, and asked in the most natural tone: "Is your mother okay?"

A leaf fell on Jiang Xiang's sleeve, Jiang Xiang pinched the leaf, slowly tore the leaf along the veins of the leaf, and said emotionlessly, "Very good."

Ye Chuyang could see his resistance to this topic, but he didn't stop there: "I heard that you sent your mother to live in another place."

Jiang Xiang raised his chin and looked at him: "Who did you listen to? Jiang Ying?"

Ye Chuyang did not answer, and continued: "I also heard that your mother has not left this house for more than ten years. The first thing you did after your father died was to send your mother out of this house .”

Jiang Xiang was already irritated, his face was tense, his expression was cold and stern, like a little wolf eager to protect his mother, he and Ye Chuyang stalemate for a while, suddenly his chest shrank, and he sneered like discouraged, saying: "You heard that There are so many, what else do you want to know?"

Ye Chuyang smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I know this is your family matter, but—"

Jiang Xiang threw the torn leaves into the teacup in front of him, and the green leaves sank in the light green tea, like a piece of tea: "It's okay, my family affairs are well-known scandals." He frowned suddenly, like a cup of disgust He picked up the teacup and splashed the water on the grass, then threw the teacup back on the table, as if suddenly relaxed a lot, leaned back in the chair, and let out a soft breath, "But it's not ugly enough."

Ye Chuyang looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.

Jiang Xiang flicked his hair back and said with a smile, "Tell me the version you heard first."

Ye Chuyang hesitated for a moment, and said: "I know that you have a younger brother who died when he was five years old. The death of your younger brother has caused too much trauma to your mother, and your mother has mental problems. Later, your father took Your mother was locked up at home for more than ten years."

Jiang Xiang listened leisurely, raised his eyebrows and smiled after listening: "No more?"

Ye Chuyang: "This is all I know."

Jiang Xiang curled his lips and stretched his waist: "Your version is boring enough, and it didn't reveal the fig leaf of our family at all."

Ye Chuyang smiled and said, "Is there another version?"

Jiang Xiang lowered his eyes, looking a lot more lonely. He was silent for a moment, then looked up at Ye Chuyang, and smiled for no reason: "Do you know that you look like a good person?"

Ye Chuyang looked at him with his usual indifferent gaze: "Really."

Jiang Xiangdao: "This is the first time I have met someone like you. You look smart and stable, but you are not aggressive, and you also have a kind face. You are like a priest in a cubicle, which makes people very friendly. The desire you confide in."

Ye Chuyang is a fan of the authorities, so naturally he can't realize whether he is like a priest in a cubicle, but he has indeed heard stories from many people since he was a child, and all of them regard him as a reliable confidant.

He smiled slightly: "Are you too?"

Jiang Xiang avoided his sight, looked at the green lawn in the yard under the sun, and said: "Tell you something, you can add this incident to your version of the story, so that your version will be true too much."

Ye Chuyang: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Xiang: "Do you know that I have a younger brother?"

Ye Chuyang nodded: "Is his name Jiang Di?"

Jiang Xiang said: "Yes, his name is Jiang Di, do you know how he died?"

Ye Chuyang: "In the version I heard, he died in an accident when he was five years old."

Jiang Xiang covered his lips and smiled: "In the summer when he was five years old, our family went to the Red Mansion Villa to escape the summer heat. He sneaked out in the middle of the night and fell from a high cliff. There was no bones left, right?"

Ye Chuyang nodded.

Jiang Xiang looked up at him, his eyes were silent and cold: "Fake."

Ye Chuyang was slightly taken aback: "What fake?"

Jiang Xiang: "Your story is false. Didi didn't die by accident, but by murder."

Ye Chuyang's heart skipped a beat: "He's just a five-year-old kid, who will kill him?"

Jiang Xiang smiled and said, "Jiang Haiyi."

Ye Chuyang took a breath silently: "What did you say?"

Jiang Xiangdao: "It was Jiang Haiyi who took Didi out of the room in the middle of the night and pushed him from the high cliff into the sea. At that time, my mother and I were standing on the balcony of the room, and we witnessed my father kill my younger brother." He said His expression gradually darkened, "I still remember Didi stretching out his hand to me and calling me brother, he wanted me to save him, but my mother and I were locked in the room by Jiang Haiyi, I couldn't go anywhere, I All I can do is watch him die."

This was a new version of the story without any supporting evidence, but Ye Chuyang immediately believed Jiang Xiang, because Jiang Xiang had no reason to slander a person who was dead and would not pose any threat to him.

Ye Chuyang slowly took a deep breath: "That's why your mother is insane."

Jiang Xiang's eyes were slightly red, he lowered his head to hide his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I haven't told anyone about this, because no one will believe it. I'm telling you today, not to make you believe me, but It is this secret that has been suppressed in my heart for many years, and I don't want to maintain Jiang Haiyi's hypocritical face after his death."

Ye Chuyang showed compassion: "May I know why?"

Jiang Xiang sneered: "The reason is bloody, because Didi is not his own. Didi looks less and less like him. He secretly took a paternity test, and my mother also admitted that he often cheated and brought women home. During that time, I had several contacts with my first love."

Ye Chuyang propped his forehead, and let out a long sigh: "But children are innocent, so you can't be so vicious."

Jiang Xiang looked at him and said, "Dr. Ye, I really want to make friends with you."

Ye Chuyang asked calmly, "Why?"

Jiang Xiang smiled childishly: "I'm like Jiang Ying, I don't live like a human being, but after Jiang Ying fell in love with you, he became more and more like a human being. I think it's amazing that you can accept Jiang Ying, I can still love Jiang Ying. I have to admit, I am very jealous that someone like you loves Jiang Ying."

He suddenly left his seat and took a few steps forward, squatting next to Ye Chuyang's chair, resting his chin on the armrest of the chair, looking at Ye Chuyang with a pair of long and seductive foxes, and asked, "Dr. Ye, what about you and Jiang Ying?" Who goes up and who goes down?"

Ye Chuyang looked down at him without answering.

Jiang Xiang twitched the corners of his lips and smiled sweetly: "Do you want to try with me? I can't lose to Jiang Ying in every ability."

Ye Chuyang calmly raised his wrist to check the time, and felt that it was time for him to leave.

Jiang Xiang said again: "Think about it, maybe I'm more suitable for you than Jiang Ying—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly screamed, squatted on the ground, grabbed his shirt collar and kept shaking it: "What is it? A bug? It's a bug!"

Ye Chuyang looked over from a condescending angle, and clearly saw a dead leaf the size of a thumb behind his neck, which had just fallen from a tree and floated into his clothes.

He pushed Jiang away from the hands that were fumbling around his neck, reached into ginger, pinched the small leaf under his clothes, took it out and threw it aside, saying: "Okay, it's a leaf."

Before he finished speaking, he fell silent, because he saw Jiang Xiang pulling out a necklace that had been hanging in his clothes, and the pendant hanging on the platinum chain was hanging on Jiang Xiang's chest and shaking gently - that was A thumb-sized pendant in the shape of a ballerina, the whole body is silver, and it is exquisitely made. There are small black diamonds in the eyes of the dancer.

He remembered very clearly that the girl named Jiang Jiang in Jiang Xiang's spiritual cabin wore earrings in the style of dancing girls on her ears. At this time, the necklace Jiang Xiang was wearing was exactly the same as the earrings Jiang Jiang was wearing.

Ye Chuyang thought a lot in silence. He remembered the word '工' written by Wu Lili on the ground. At that time, he thought that Wu Lili wanted to write the word 'Jiang' in Jiang Ying's name, but the word 'Jiang' in Jiang Xiang's name also had The part of the word '工'.And the girl with the dancer earrings and fox eyes told him that her surname was 'jiang', and she didn't write whether her 'jiang' was 'jiang' or 'jiang'.

Ye Chuyang suddenly felt top-heavy. He closed his eyes and his mind was spinning. It turned out that Jiang Xiang had told them the answer from the beginning. Jiang Qu was Jiang Jiang, and Jiang Qu was killing Zhou Qingchu and Jiang Haiyi The mastermind behind the scenes, maybe... Jiang Xiang is also Anton.

Ye Chuyang stood up, collected himself, and said, "Thank you for telling me so much, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

He was so flustered that he forgot the car keys were on the table.

Jiang Xiang yelled: "Wait." Then he ran up to him with the car keys and looked at his face with concern, "Your complexion is not very good, are you feeling well?"

Ye Chuyang took the car keys and smiled at him: "It's okay, I'm a little hypoglycemic."

He walked out of Jiang Xiang's house slowly, and immediately called Haiyang in the car: "Where are you?"

Haiyang: "Interview, what's the matter?"

Ye Chuyang held the phone between his shoulders and quickly started the car: "Send me the address, I'll go find you now."

He needed to reverse the car, and his eyes moved to the rearview mirror outside the car, but suddenly froze—Jiang Xiang followed out at some point, standing at the gate more than ten meters away from him, looking at him.

A pair of narrow and cold fox eyes were reflected in the rearview mirror.