His cooking skills were limited to steaming rice and noodles. As for cooking, he could only cook scrambled eggs. The rest... ahem, knowing how to eat didn't count! He even felt blushing.

How to prepare the chicken?

You can't just leave it in the warehouse and look at it, looking at the plum blossoms to quench your thirst? This trick doesn't work.

Go back and ask He Yuzhu to help?

Yes, tomorrow I have to teach the little girl how to shoot. Ask her if she knows how to cook. If she doesn't know how to cook, she will be in big trouble if she gets married in the future.

You can't hang out in the cafeteria on weekdays, and go hang out with her parents' house during the break. It doesn't look good if you don't care.

Oh, Chou Ren, you said you had such skills in your previous life, why did you forget to order cooking?

Li Heng sat alone in the office, muttering incessantly.

"Dong dong dong"

A knock on the door woke up Li Heng, who was immersed in his own world.

"Brother Erheng"

"Hey, Qi Min, come in and sit down, why are you free to come to my place today?"

Good guy, are you planning to come here to inquire about information privately?

"Brother Erheng, are you free? Let's go outside and have a chat."

Huh? What are you planning to do? Why do you want to go outside to talk?

Although he had some doubts in his heart, Li Heng followed Song Qimin outside. He did not go out of the gate, but stood in the middle of the yard.

Only then did he realize that they were worried that the walls had ears, and it looked like they were going to have to tell the truth today.

Sure enough, as soon as he reached the middle of the courtyard, Song Qimin said directly: "I'm sorry, Brother Erheng, for calling you here to talk."

"It's okay, I think you have something important to say."

"It's indeed more important. Brother Er Heng, do you know the social situation?" After saying this, Song Qimin looked at Li Heng seemingly unintentionally, waiting for his answer.

"Xiao Song, you are a staff member of the Social Affairs Bureau!"

"Brother Erheng, do you know our unit?"

"You know, I have a comrade who was assigned to the social bureau of our station after he was discharged. After I submitted my discharge application at the end of last year, he wanted me to come over and help him. He gave me a detailed introduction to this unit."

There is no need to lie about this matter, and two days are enough for them to find out all the details about themselves.

Hearing what Li Heng said, Song Qimin calmly breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, brother, why are you from the Social Affairs Bureau looking for me?" The right question made people feel more at ease about him.

"I mainly want to ask you about Zheng Wen from your recycling bin."

"Zheng Wen? Oh, you mean Lao Zheng, right? What? He has a problem?"

"There is indeed something wrong. I can't tell you if there are more. Brother Erheng, you just need to know that he has a problem."

"But everyone else is dead, so why are you investigating?"

"It's true that he is dead, but there are still many things that we haven't found out yet."

"I remembered Xiao Song. Didn't you come to see me once that afternoon, and then he died that night? Did he know you? Did you come here just to observe him?"

When he said this, Song Qimin was immediately confused and didn't know how to answer the question.

"He...he shouldn't know me, right?"

"It's impossible to tell. If he really did that, he would definitely pay attention to everything and be careful at all times. Just like when we met on the street for the first time that day, you and your partner were still colleagues. You were stalking people at the time.

Well, I can see it, just in case you didn't notice and he saw it one day."

After all, he was still young and inexperienced, so he was led by Li Heng in just two sentences. What he wanted to ask was something he hadn't even asked yet.

In fact, Song Qimin came here today because of his own private actions. He was also eager to make a contribution and just wanted to try his luck here. However, he was tricked by others, and now he has fallen into deep self-doubt.

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"Xiao Song, don't think about it anymore. What did you just say you wanted to ask me?"

Li Heng raised his hand and patted Song Qimin's shoulder. He stopped as soon as he was satisfied. Don't go too far, otherwise people will become suspicious of him when they think about it later.

"Oh, Brother Erheng, I have a photo here. Please help me see if this person has come to see Zheng Wen."

"Let me take a look and make it clear first. I may not be able to remember it. After all, I have only been here for less than a month."

"I know this, just help me identify it."

Taking the photo and taking a look at it, Li Heng's pupils shrank suddenly. The person in the photo was clearly the person who was involved in the bombing case that Lao Zheng told him that night. The portrait was still lost in his warehouse.

"I have no impression of this person. You see, there are too many people coming and going here every day. If you don't come here often, you won't be able to remember him at all."

"It's okay, Brother Erheng, look at the people in these photos and see if you've seen them before."

Song Qimin took out several photos from the bag he was carrying and asked help to identify them one by one.

"I've seen this guy before. He probably repairs bicycles. He often comes to our place to look for usable accessories."

The third picture is that of Lao Meng.

I have never seen the rest.

Looking at so many photos, Li Heng couldn't help but mutter in his heart, good guy, it can't be all of these.

"Thank you, Brother Erheng. I have troubled you for taking so long, and I also trouble you to keep it a secret."

"Don't worry, I won't mention this to anyone else."

"Okay, then I'll go there first."

"Okay, knowing that you are busy with official duties, I won't keep you here. I'll see you off."

"No need, Brother Erheng, just stay here. If anything happens later, I will come and disturb you."

"It's okay, you can come anytime. I will do my best as long as I can help."

Li Heng just stood here and watched Song Qimin walk out of the door. Then he exhaled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself.

When he saw the first photo just now, he almost wanted to tell the other person that this person was the maker of the bombing. This was also the best and fastest way to catch the other person.

Unfortunately, he couldn't explain the source of the information.

You can't say it was Lao Zheng who told me. If you dare to say so, you will be in big trouble.

But since Song Qimin could show the photo and ask, it is very likely that this person is not dead, at least they didn't find out.

In this case, the possibility that the other person Lao Zheng mentioned yesterday is still alive is very high.

Huh, look for it slowly. The revenge of father and brother must be avenged.

"Er Heng, what are you doing standing there? Dinner is already served and you didn't hear the announcement outside."

"Here you go, stationmaster. I'll finish my cigarette."

Having experienced so many bad things in the past few days, his heart was a little confused.
Chapter completed!