Ai Liang followed the two out of the condolence room. Just as he was playing the fight, he secretly stuffed the bank card back into Gao Fuye's pocket.

The staff from the mourning hall did not give Wang Qiang a good look and asked him to leave quickly. As the saying goes, the son is not the fault of the godfather. Why did his son still have the face to ask for forgiveness after killing his daughter?

Ai Liang did not intend to get involved in other people's housework, so he left the funeral home and came to the bus stop.

The bus stop is opposite the funeral home, with only one road between them.

Ailiang sat on a bench and waited for the bus. This suburb is sparsely populated and bused only once in half an hour, while the last one was ten minutes ago.

When Ai Liang sent a message to Yue Qihua to ask her address, a car parked in front of him.

The face exposed by knocking down the car window is Wang Qiang.

"It will take a long time to wait for the bus to the city. Why don't I take you there?"

Wang Qiang, who was just "crying bitterly", immediately changed his face and came to Ai Liang to greet him and let him get into the car.

What Ai Liang didn't like most was this hypocritical smirk. He moved to the side and kept three positions away from Wang Qiang, without showing any mercy: "If you have anything to do with me, just say it. If you have nothing to do, don't occupy the bus parking space."

"Your relationship with Gao Jiajia..."

Wang Qiang did not directly express his purpose, and he changed the topic and indirectly investigated Ai Liang's attitude.

"I'm not familiar with her. I'm just her father's request to come here today."

Ai Liang looked at Wang Qiang with expressionless eyes, and his work in his hands was not stopped, and he kept clicking on the phone screen.

Wang Qiang was not angry when he saw Ai Liang ignore him and said to himself: "Is that so? I heard that you saw Wang Zi throwing things at the recycling station in the middle of the night? Could it be that you read it wrong?"

Ai Liang stared at him without saying a word.

"I am the only son of Wang Zi. He should be punished if he did something wrong, but he cannot spend the first half of his life in prison."

Wang Qiang started playing the emotional card in front of Ai Liang again and burst into tears: "I beg you, just pretend that I haven't seen him that night, okay?"

Ai Liang sat still on the bench and watched Wang Qiang perform a one-man show.

Seeing that the emotional card was not effective, Wang Qiang immediately changed his method. He took out a tissue and wiped his tears: "Classmate, I know he should be punished if he is guilty, but as a father, I really can't bear to see him wasted half his life in prison. As long as you tell the police that you read it wrong that night, I will immediately transfer 100,000 yuan to you. I don't ask for relief, I just want him to suffer two years less!"

When she heard that Wang Qiang wanted to transfer money to him, Ai Liang's expression finally changed.

Just when he thought the matter was done, Ai Liang said, "Do you know how much money Gao Fuye just gave me?"

Wang Qiang's face suddenly froze. How could his financial resources be compared with Gao Fu's business?

"I just gave him one million back."

Wang Qiang was silent for a long time when he heard this, but his thoughts changed and he immediately became careful. He stood up and said angrily: "You actually collected money to give Gao Fuye perjury?! Let me tell you, even if you return the money to him for perjury, you can't escape!"

"As a witness, your testimony is invalid, and do you know what others will think of you when this matter is spread?"

After discovering that the emotional card was not good, Wang Qiang immediately changed his face and grabbed the pain and attacked the pain.

He obviously found the evidence and turned it into perjury after a few words. Looking at Wang Qiang's exaggerated performance, Ai Liang almost got angry with him.

A normal middle school student who has no social experience might be really frightened by these words, but is Ai Liang normal? He doesn't even bother to pay attention to him.

Ai Liang, who didn't want to continue to get entangled with Wang Qiang, got up directly. He planned to walk a few hundred meters to another bus stop to save this guy from tying in his ears.

"Do you know how much money Gao Fuye gave me?"

Ai Liang's voice came from behind, but Ai Liang himself did not speak. This was a recording of the phone.

"I don't know what will happen if this audio is transmitted, I will only try my best to send it to your classmates."

Wang Qiang finally stopped hiding his sinister intentions. He knew that this kind of recording was useless to send to the police, so he changed his approach.

"You don't want to get a reputation by using money to do things and slander your classmates, right?"

Looking at Wang Qiang's successful smile, Ai Liang asked, "I'm very curious. Who did you find out about my identity? The identity of the witness should be confidential. Isn't it illegal for the suspect's family to contact the witness privately?"

Wang Qiang smiled and did not answer positively, but continued to threaten Ai Liang: "Classmate, I don't want to make things too stiff. I just want to ask you to help me remove the charge of my son's malicious destruction of evidence. I will delete this recording in front of you afterwards."

"Is that true?" Ai Liang tapped his phone gently, "What if I want you to delete it now?"

It is already obvious that Wang Qiang did not answer.

"Classmate, I know he is guilty and he should be punished... As long as you tell the police that you read it wrong that night, I will transfer 100,000 yuan to you..."

Wang Qiang's voice also came from Ai Liang's phone, and his face immediately changed.

"Don't worry, I just sent the audio to my friend. Even if you snatch my phone, it would be useless."

Ai Liang naturally had a response to this kind of rogue. When Wang Qiang approached with bad intentions, Ai Liang turned on the recording on his mobile phone.

"Now, either give me your phone, or I will send the recording to Captain Stone of the Criminal Police Team, you can choose it yourself."

Unlike his recordings, if Ai Liang's recordings were sent to Shi Feng, he would be 100% warned, and even his personal freedom would be temporarily regulated.

Illegal investigation into the identity of a witness and attempting to bribe and threaten the witness, these two things are enough for him to drink.

Wang Qiang could see that since Ai Liang was confident, he must have known these two charges.

Wang Qiang's face was gloomy and could only hand him the phone to Ai Liang as he did. Unexpectedly, he would fall into the hands of a junior high school kid after so many years of living in society.

After Ai Liang got his phone, he directly called out the recording and deleted it: "By the way, if someone does something like throwing out garbage and pouring paint at my doorstep in the future, I will send this recording to Captain Shi."

"Don't go too far..."

Ai Liang said in a tone without any ups and downs: "This is not an exaggeration. I will ask Uncle Wang to help me at that time."

He had long seen through Wang Qiang's character, and this guy was essentially a hooligan.

Wang Qiang smiled out of the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes when he looked at Ai Liang.

Ai Liang returned to the bench at the bus stop and sat down. Before getting on the bus, Wang Qiang deliberately left a meaningful look as if he was trying to persuade Ai Liang to do it himself. Unfortunately, Ai Liang kept lowering his head and playing with his mobile phone and not looking at him. It was really annoying.

Wang Qiang cursed in his heart and drove away.

It was not until Wang Qiang left Ai Liang that he looked at the direction of his departure with his eyes that were not emotional.

Wang Qiang didn't know that in just a few minutes Ai Liang had obtained the secret that he buried deep in his heart, enough to send him to prison.

Such a hooligan will now be afraid of that recording and will not do anything to himself.

After Wang Zi was imprisoned, this recording would not be of great effect. He would definitely come to take revenge at that time. He is such a vengeful person.

Sometimes you don’t want to cause trouble, but trouble will come to you on your own initiative.

Therefore, we still need to prepare some countermeasures.

"That's what it means."

Ai Liang looked towards the funeral home, and he finally understood how Wang Zi’s supermarket opened.

All this has to start three years ago.

Gao Fuye hit and ran away at night and caused death. He found Wang Qiang, the traffic policeman on duty, and deleted the surveillance video. After the incident, Gao Fuye gave Wang Qiang 200,000 yuan and a storefront room, which is the supermarket.

Although Wang Qiang was fired, he relied on the connections he had accumulated to help people get free tickets and the care of Gao Fuye. He was much more comfortable than when he was in the traffic police team. He either drank and played cards with friends or went to some places to mess around every day.

It was her husband's appearance that made Wang Zi's mother, as a teacher, extremely strong desire to control Wang Zi, and indirectly led to Wang Zi's introverted personality.

After connecting the stories, Ai Liang shook his head and sighed. Who would have thought that there was such a connection behind a campus case?

When Ailiang was thinking about how to unearth the evidence of Wang Qiang and Gao Fuye's crime, the bus came. He temporarily put down the grudges and hatreds between adults and boarded the bus.

......

Ai Liang did not forget that his schoolbag was still with Yue Qihua. According to the address provided by Yue Qihua, he got off the car nearby and walked around for a few minutes before finding the apartment building that Yue Qihua mentioned.

"The mourning ends so soon?"

Yue Qihua was standing downstairs waiting for him.

"Well, because I'm the only one."

Ai Liang followed Yue Qihua to the elevator.

"No matter how you say Gao Fuye is a real estate boss, why are you the only one to mourn?"

Yue Qihua said with some confusion.

Ai Liang walked out of the elevator first: "He doesn't want the idle people to disturb Gao Jiajia."

Yue Qihua was a little surprised. She didn't expect Gao Fuye to attach so much importance to her daughter.

Ai Liang looked at Yue Qihua who opened the door and asked, "Where is Xingyue?"

Yue Qihua slapped her forehead and said helplessly: "Ah, I almost forgot. She accidentally smeared the juice and got your schoolbag dirty. Now she is washing her schoolbag in the bathroom."

Yue Qihua took out a pair of spare slippers from the shoe cabinet for Ai Liang.

As if he heard the movement of opening the door, Yang Xingyue carefully poked out half of her head from the bathroom: "Ai Liang, I'm sorry."

"Have you finished brushing your schoolbag? Come out quickly after brushing it. Ai Liang won't get angry about such trivial matters. Besides, it's too late for ordinary people to be happy with a beautiful girl to help wash things, right, Ai Liang."

After saying that, Yue Qihua touched Ai Liang with her elbow, and her tone was full of jokes.

Although Yang Xingyue listened to Yue Qihua's previous suggestions, her mentality of chasing her will not change in a short while. She could only blush and retract back to the bathroom.

Ai Liang sat calmly on the sofa in the living room without answering. This attitude made Yue Qihua very bored.

Not long after, Yang Xingyue in the bathroom also walked out with her schoolbag and said a little naggingly: "The schoolbag may not be dried tomorrow. Will you come tomorrow?"
To be continued...