Chapter 94： Secondary amusement park (1/2)

Han Weilan couldn't find out, but Bai Qiyu had another way.

Now that it has been determined that the real murderer is likely to be related to Han Weilan, it is enough to focus on her and check the people around her one by one.

Even if it is not easy to do this without the help of the parties, it will take some time at most.

They have been waiting for so long and don't mind continuing to wait patiently.

However, the clues that were cut off to find are still very uncomfortable, especially when the clues are clearly useful.

Without even thinking about staying with Qingqing, Bai Qiyu left alone after eating the noodles.

"Uncle Bo is angry."

Qingqing pointed to Bai Qiyu's back and said, the little guy's ability to detect words and colors is really accurate.

"Don't worry, he won't be angry soon."

Rubbing Qingqing's little head, Fu Heng took her little hand to take her back.

Unexpectedly, the little guy didn't hold his hand firmly, so the little guy ran out.

"Qing Qing!" Fu Heng's expression changed slightly, and he hurried to chase him until he saw Qing Qing leaping at Bai Qiyu's feet, two chubby arms clinging to one of his legs, and his little head tilted back. Say what.

Strange is nothing more than to make people not get angry.

Qingqing is very sensible, but Fu Heng occasionally hopes that she will not be so sensible. Even if she becomes a child, he doesn't like his wife's attention being drawn away by other men.

But this time, he was at a loss.

After sighing, Fu Heng stepped forward and handed Qingqing's small bag to Bai Qiyu: "If you are free today, take her out to play. The previous promise to take Qingqing to the amusement park was not fulfilled. , Just take her there now."

Taking Qingqing's small bag in hand, Bai Qiyu looked at Fu Heng suspiciously, "What about you?"

If he doesn't go, can he bring Qingqing alone?

Even if he thinks that his love for Qingqing is not less than that of Fu Heng, or even much deeper than him, Bai Qiyu still has no confidence in bringing children.

His nephew already has a certain ability to take care of himself. Just take a tube to eat and drink. Qingqing is too young, and Bai Qiyu himself has no parenting experience. What if one can't take care of it?

"I believe in you." Fu Heng turned and left after patted Bai Qiyu on the shoulder.

If you lose an important clue, you have to find another more important clue to fill it up.

Fu Heng's eyes were cold.

Since the tips of the three photos given by Han Weilan were for him, naturally only he could see some of the information.

Regarding the real murderer, Fu Heng has actually

Some guesses, but you still need to find someone to investigate carefully before you can be sure.

"Uncle wants to take Qingqing to the amusement park?"

Qingqing hugged Bai Qiyu's thigh tightly and looked at him with bright eyes. She had just heard the conversation between adults.

"Go." Bai Qiyu won't break his promise.

Although he didn't know when he agreed to this matter.

"Shall we drop in to pick up the rice cakes and go together?"

I took Qingqing and got in the car together, thinking that since I took one of them, in order not to be partial, I would just take the other one too.

Just as the rice cakes are about to enter elementary school, then take him to play around before the beginning of school, which can be regarded as helping him to celebrate his departure from the ranks of kindergarten children and becoming a primary school student.

Bai Qiyu called his elder brother on the road to inform him that he was going to play with his nephew.

Big Brother Bai agreed without even thinking about it, and asked his brother if he could help bring the children for a few more days.

It happened that he was going out for the Nth honeymoon with his wife, but the grandparents of the Bai family had already signed up for an elderly group with a group of old friends, and went to the desert to pick grapes.

There is no one at home, and the couple are worrying about what to do if no one has the child.

I was already hesitating whether to cancel the itinerary, or take it with the child, and my brother consciously sent it to the door.

"Okay, put the nian gao with me, so feel free to go and play."

Bringing rice cakes is not a troublesome thing, and Bai Qiyu agreed.

Getting an accurate answer, Big Brother Bai hung up ecstatically.

Then she took a brisk pace and ran to find his wife, urging her to pack her son quickly, and prepare to pack him and send him to his brother.

Rice cakes are playing puzzles at home.

A jigsaw puzzle with more than three hundred pieces was placed in front of him, and he could calm down and piece together the pattern carefully.

Qingqing and Bai Qiyu arrived at this time.

Having been here many times, Qingqing has long been acquainted with the parents of rice cakes.

As soon as he walked in, the little guy started to call sweetly: "Hello, uncle and aunt."

"Qingqing is really good. The rice cake is on the balcony upstairs. Just go upstairs and look for him." The mother of the rice cake squatted down gently, and put the package of biscuits into Qingqing's little hand: "I'll eat it for you."

"Thank you auntie."

Qingqing thanked her sweetly, holding the biscuits given by her mother, and rushing to the second floor with her short legs, looking for the rice cake.

There is a large open-air balcony on the second floor of the Nian Gao Family. This balcony is carefully arranged by the Nian Gao mother into an indoor garden and a miniature children’s playground. The ground is covered with a soft carpet, where the Nian Gao is playing puzzles.

"Brother Rice Cake."

Qingqing's little milk sounds from far to near, and the tip of the rice cake's ears moved slightly, and immediately raised her head: "Sister Qingqing."

He discarded the map that had just been meticulously put together in a second, and quickly got up and rushed directly to the top of the stairs, just in time to meet Qing Qing who was slowly climbing up.

Qingqing has short calves, and the stairs of normal height for adults are huge mountains to her.

Looking down on the nian gao condescendingly, I saw Qing Qing shrunk into a small ball, lying on the stairs, slowly climbing up with his hands and feet, like a slowly rolling ball, cute and loving.

Beware that Qingqing would fall, the rice cake hurriedly walked down, carefully holding the little sister's hand, leading her to fear the stairs.