It was only natural for Lü Qingqing to feel a little excited with the case solved, but that wasn't the case.
She was still experiencing heart palpitations, enraged by Huang Yuan.
Seeing how unhappy Lü Qingqing was, Hu Jia suggested they go eat something, "Let's swallow all our troubles."
"Shouldn't you rest first, and then investigate Li Yang's case?"
"Cough, that kid Li Yang is tough, he's not afraid of a little delay."
Uh…
Lü Qingqing grumbled inwardly, luckily Li Yang didn't hear that, otherwise she would have been seen as someone who valued romance over friendship.
Entering the Jianghu Restaurant, Hu Jia chose a seat by the river. "I used to come here often. From here, you can see the Yangtze River. The water flows ceaselessly eastward, all the way to the sea, roaming in a vaster world. I envy those water droplets, they've seen the world I haven't."
Lü Qingqing listened to Hu Jia's lament and looked at the riverbank outside the window. "Then he would envy you too, because you have a fixed place to land. You can rest when you're tired, sleep when you're sleepy. No matter how hurried its steps are, it only wants to find a place to stay."
"Yes. I envy it, and it envies me. We are all envying each other, not realizing we are living the life the other desires," Hu Jia sighed emotionally.
Soon, the waiter approached to take their order.
"This, this, and oh, no cilantro."
"Alright."
"Oh, and also. Use chili oil for the dipping sauce, not wild chili peppers."
"Okay."
"And the sliced meat should be stir-fried with fermented black beans, not chili bean paste."
"I've noted it down."
Hu Jia's questions and the waiter's answers filled Lü Qingqing's heart with sweetness.
No cilantro, no wild chili peppers; these were all her preferences.
She especially liked her salt-pan fried pork with fermented black beans.
This made her think of what Yu Yue had said: if a man remembers all your preferences, you are definitely someone very important to him.
The surging river continued to flow, creating whirlpools on its surface.
And in Lü Qingqing's heart, a small stone had fallen into her heart, creating ripples.
…
Right next to this Jianghu Restaurant, Ouyang Wen was also having a meal.
"Waiter, how long has that person been gone?"
"About an hour. He said he'd be back as soon as he finished his business."
Ouyang Wen waved his hand, and the waiter retreated.
Looking at the table full of dishes, Ouyang Wen was perplexed.
This afternoon, he had received a call from someone who claimed to have seen Li Yang being beaten up by several people that evening. The caller was afraid of retaliation and dared not come forward as a witness, so they wanted Ouyang Wen to meet them privately.
Putting aside the accuracy of this information, any news related to Li Yang's murder case would surely pique Ouyang Wen's interest.
So, he arrived at the appointed time.
To his surprise, the person wasn't there when he arrived at the restaurant, but a large table of dishes had already been ordered.
According to the waiter, the person had been sitting there for a long time, and had left temporarily due to an urgent matter, promising to return in an hour, but had yet to show up.
To prevent Ouyang Wen from waiting too long, the other party had also ordered him a pot of wine and a few plates of peanuts, saying they were to pass the time.
Thus, Ouyang Wen drank alone, munching on peanuts.
As the lights of the city began to glow, his eyes grew hazy.
After a while, two men in long gowns entered.
One of them nudged Ouyang Wen. Seeing that he was fast asleep, he said to the other man, "It's done!"
The man beside him was wearing a baseball cap. If Ouyang Wen were awake now, he would have recognized him immediately – it was Tong Meng.
Tong Meng expressionlessly handed the man five silver dollars and gestured for him to leave.
Looking at the familiar figure, Tong Meng smiled.
She only needed to drag this night out, because after tonight, everything would be settled.
…
As dawn broke.
"Wake up! You lazy pig, wake up!" Lü Duobao's voice annoyed Hu Jia. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Where did this child come from?
Hu Jia, with sleepy eyes, looked at the child in front of him in confusion.
Seeing Hu Jia's expression, Lü Duobao put his hand to his forehead: No way, has brother-in-law lost his memory again?
Ever since he learned that Hu Jia had memory loss, Lü Duobao had volunteered to move in with Hu Jia. Firstly, no sister to nag him, so he had freedom. Secondly, his brother-in-law was fun and easy-going.
Hu Jia was even more delighted. As long as Lü Duobao stayed, it was equivalent to keeping Lü Qingqing.
So, with a single sentence, "The child is growing up and knows how to be shy, it's a bit inconvenient to live with his sister," he successfully gained Lü Qingqing's consent.
Thus, on the wall facing Hu Jia, another photo was added.
Brother-in-law!
…
It took Lü Qingqing a full hour to bring Hu Jia back from his dazed state. Afterward, Lü Qingqing reminded Hu Jia that all the answers were in the memo.
And now, Hu Jia was flipping through the memo.
He would frown sometimes, laugh sometimes, and turn his head to look at Lü Qingqing.
This woman was quite bold, actually asking me to climb?
And her temper seemed not so good; she was so fierce to me that night we went to catch zombies?
Oh my, this woman is a bit mischievous; she actually made me call her "sister" when I had amnesia last time.
Hmm, this woman was actually quite good to me; she only verbally attacked me, but she slapped Tong Meng.
Hahaha…
Hu Jia would glance at Lü Qingqing after reading each section, and then lower his head and laugh. This unfamiliar woman in his memo seemed to be becoming familiar again.
Noticing that Hu Jia kept glancing at her, and then lowering his head to laugh, Lü Qingqing finally became annoyed.
"What exactly have you written in your memo?" Lü Qingqing had always thought Hu Jia only recorded cases in his memo, but judging from his current state, it seemed to contain quite a bit about him and her.
"Nothing much." Hu Jia slammed the memo shut. He placed it on the bedside table, then thought for a moment and put it back in the nightstand.
This left Lü Qingqing speechless.
Come on, brother, if I wanted to see your memo, I would have already seen it.
Besides, am I that kind of person, Lü Qingqing?
"Hurry up and eat! After eating, we'll go back to the office and inquire about Li Yang's case."
"Li Yang? What happened to Li Yang?"
Hu Jia was shocked.
Hmm? Lü Qingqing glanced at Hu Jia. "Didn't you just read the memo? Doesn't your memo mention Li Yang?"
Hu Jia felt awkward. He hadn't read that far yet. He had just seen Lü Qingqing slap Tong Meng repeatedly.
"Li Yang was framed." Lü Qingqing recounted the incident of Mo Yun's death, which cast a dark cloud over Hu Jia's face.
"Whoever could orchestrate such a perfect setup must be someone who understands criminal investigation."
Nonsense!
The person died in the study institute.
"No, I need to call Ouyang and ask him how things are going." Hu Jia was about to leave without even eating.
"Hey?" Lü Qingqing looked at Hu Jia with a strange expression. "You're calling Ouyang? You don't resent him anymore?"
After all, every time Hu Jia woke up from amnesia, he would resent Ouyang Wen, as it was an unpleasant feeling left in his memory.
"Why would I resent him?" Hu Jia asked.
"Uh…" Lü Qingqing was taken aback. It seemed he had crossed out "stay away from Ouyang" from his notebook.
Seeing Lü Qingqing still looking bewildered, Hu Jia said, "You're the one who said I should get along with Ouyang, that he's very good to me."
Lü Qingqing was stunned. Did this kid write that into the memo too?
Heh heh, a promising student.
…
They ran all the way.
The two soon arrived at the Special Operations Team.
"Boss! You're finally here." Yu Yue saw Hu Jia and quickly greeted him.
"What's wrong?"
"Brother Wen just called to say Li Yang confessed."
What?