Return to Splendid

Chapter 166 The annual book is missing

Xing Yi decided to handle this matter well. He first thought of a way to ask Lao Luo to change the locks. What good reason could he find? Tell him directly that someone is going to steal in the near future. Will he believe it?

"I'll come back next week and I'll go to your stamp office to have a look," Xing Yi said, "so I can get to know Lao Luo."

Ni Shuzhen said: "If you want to buy stamps, just have me, why bother to go to Lao Luo?"

"I still want to get to know him and exchange experiences with him about stamp collecting."

"Lao Luo is not good at talking and is a taciturn person."

"It doesn't matter. When it comes to collecting stamps, there will definitely be something to say."

Then they discussed it. They had a lot of family work and weekend time was rare. Don't delay them at that time. Just find an excuse to come over on Wednesday or Thursday and meet at the stamp office.

It wasn't Wednesday yet. The night before, Ni Shuzhen called and something happened.

The next morning, after working for a while, Xing Yi made an excuse and came back on his motorcycle. He cooked for Ni Shuzhen at noon and waited for her to come back to eat together. While eating, they talked about the theft.

Five annual books were stolen.The doors and windows were intact, so it must have been a burglary. Lao Luo became the biggest suspect and was taken away by people from the police station last night.

"The key to the storage room is in his hand, and he has kept it for several years and nothing has ever happened to him. No matter how you think about it, it's impossible?"

Xing Yi said thoughtfully, "This happened too fast, beyond my imagination."

"Yes, you also reminded me that the lock on the storage room door must be changed when it is time. You were a reminder that you were concerned about the safety of the stamps. You, what do you think others would think if I said this?"

"And we also plan to go to the stamp office tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to meet with Lao Luo and exchange knowledge about stamp collecting."

Ni Shuzhen stared at Xing Yi.

"What's wrong, is my face dirty?" He raised his hand and wiped it.

"Can't you see what I'm thinking?"

"I didn't see it. But I'm going to start taking care of this now. I'm going to a place right away."

"where are you going?"

"The Yao family is here."

"What are you going to do?"

"Find someone."

"Shall I go with you?"

"You rest at home and can go to work later."

Xing Yi decided to pay a visit to Yao's house, where Yao Dongdong's family lived.

When we came to the intersection, the name was Guaguai Convenience Store.

The store is not big, but it has a rich variety of goods. There is even a dustpan at the door and some seasonal vegetables.

The shop owner is a bald old man, thin but energetic. His business hours are from nine in the morning to eleven at night.

He approached the shop, spent a dollar to buy a bottle of mineral water, pretended to be thirsty, opened it and drank half the bottle in one go.

Talk to the shop owner and say, "Excuse me, I'm looking for someone."

"Looking for someone? Someone kidnapped by the Yao family?"

"Yes." Just as he was about to name the person he was looking for, someone shouted loudly while he was still in the middle of the road, the shop owner: "Bring me a pack of cigarettes."

The sound was harsh. Xing Yi quickly turned his face and looked, and he immediately became alert. Isn't this Yao Dongdong?

The person who stole the year book is right in front of him. Xing Yi thought, I am facing him now and want to arrest him and take him to the police station. He will not abduct him and give in. There will definitely be a fight. It is not a big problem to win him. Send him to the police station. , handed it to them to ask, what should he do if he cheated and refused to admit that he stole the year book?

Xing Yi was still thinking, this guy had already taken the cigarette, took a lighter, glanced at Xing Yi, lit the cigarette and smoked away.

Xing Yi didn't move, and had an idea in his mind. He went out and just took the opportunity to go to his house. Maybe he would gain something.

Looking at Yao Dongdong, Xing Yi asked the shop owner: "What is this young man doing here?"

The shopkeeper said: "Yes, it seems you know him."

Xing Yi said: "I feel familiar, but seeing how careless and indifferent he is, I want to shout but am afraid he won't agree."

"You don't know his name?"

"Well, it seems his surname is Yang..."

"His surname is not Yang, but Yao."

"I remember Yao Dongdong, but it seems like he doesn't live here?"

"Why don't you live here? Walk three hundred steps forward. There is a tap at the door. That's his home."

"He lives alone?"

"There, there is his father."

"What the hell?"

"Damn it, he passed away a few years ago, and now we only live here."

After drinking a bottle of water, Xing Yi bought another bottle, held it in his hand, and continued walking inside.

The shop owner was right. There was a tap at the door of the house, and a hose was connected to it to the roadside gutter. A man in his 50s was squatting there washing clothes.

This should be Yao Dongdong's father. Xing Yi stepped forward to say hello: "Uncle Yao, is that you?"

"Yeah," Uncle Yao agreed and turned to look, "You are..."

Xing Yi said: "I am from the Post and Telecommunications Bureau."

"From the post office? What's wrong?"

"Can you listen and let me say a few words to you?"

Uncle Yao grabbed a piece of clothing in his hand, stood up and wrung the water off the clothes, stretched them out, glanced at the clothes drying pole two meters away, and was about to take a step to dry them, but suddenly stumbled, fell sideways, and rolled. Into the gutter.

Xing Yi was shocked and jumped down in a hurry to pull him up. Half of his clothes were soaked through. He looked pale, his eyes were blurred, and his pulse was not strong, which was typical of hypoglycemia.

I quickly helped him into the house and lay down, helped him take off his wet clothes, covered him with a quilt, and asked him what food he had at home.

He just shook his head and was speechless.

Xing Yi went to the kitchen to look for it. He only had a handful of dry noodles and half a bottle of bad chili pepper, but it didn't work.

Xing Yi told him not to move and to come back immediately.He quickly ran to the store and bought milk. He came back and boiled water to warm the milk and let him drink it.

After more than ten minutes, he slowly recovered and could move and speak. He thanked Xing Yi and said, "Without you, I would have fallen into the gutter and couldn't get up, and that would be the end of me."

Xing Yi said: "You have low blood sugar and are caused by overwork. You should always pay attention to rest, don't work too hard, and keep up with your nutrition."

Uncle Yao looked at him seriously and asked where he lived.

Xing Yi said: "I'm actually here to bring a message to your son."

Uncle Yao asked: "What message do you bring?"

"I want your son to return the things."

"He took something from someone else again. What was it?"

"He got it from the post office yesterday. It was full of stamps. Did you see it?"

"I saw it, he got it back yesterday."

Xing Yi said: "He took it without waiting for others' consent. He didn't like it himself. Someone else must have assigned him to get it. It was an exhibit and it was put on display for everyone to see. Everyone can't see it. , he will be traced, and eventually he will be traced and there will be trouble."

Uncle Yao said, "It's under the bed. I'll give it to you right now."

"Don't move. I'm here to deliver the message. I still have something to do and I'm going this way. I won't look back today, so it's not easy for me to take it. When your son comes back, just ask him to deliver it in person. I'll definitely go there tonight. If you want to deliver it, there are people on night duty at the post and telecommunications office, so just leave it to them. It will be used tomorrow, and before he can deliver it, people in the post office will come to him."

After the explanation was completed, the whole piece of milk was left behind.