My backyard leads to the underworld. I became famous by selling goods.

Seeing the brothers' embarrassed appearance, Song Mian sneered in his eyes and said decisively, "That's right, police comrade, these two people extorted money from me."

Song Jinyan heard a familiar voice and turned around to see Song Mian.

In stark contrast to his disheveled appearance covered in garbage, Song Mian looked superior with a smile on her face. Her cold look made her look extremely noble, and the way she looked at Song Jinyan was more like she was looking at a humble and pitiful creature.

"Song Jinyan, you stole so much money from me, why do you still seem to be living such a miserable life?"

Song Jinyan's whole body trembled violently, and he pounced on Song Mian like a madman.

"Song Mian, you bitch, what did you do? Those 600,000 are my money, you have to give it back to me!" As Song Jinyan said this, he was pressed on the table by two policemen.

"You said that was your money?" Song Mian looked at Song Jinyan's bloodshot eyes, suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched his waist hard.

After pinching herself until tears welled up in her eyes, Song Mian finally whispered, "Song Jinyan, please, please don't be like this. Have you forgotten what our parents told you when they died? I'm not asking you to treat me like a sister, nor am I asking you to be filial to grandma. But at least don't cause so many problems like you do now. I really can't stand it anymore."

"You are pretending! You are still pretending!" Song Jinyan almost wanted to rush up and eat Song Mian alive.

"Song Jinyan, the police have checked the surveillance footage. It clearly shows that it was you and Song Yuan who stole my money together. I recorded the entire process of you giving me the bank card and stealing the 300,000 yuan from it. It proves everything I said is true. Why are you challenging me here?"

Song Mian sighed heavily and looked at Song Jinyan with eyes full of deep helplessness.

After Song Jinyan heard what Song Mian said, it seemed as if all the strength in his body was drained away, and he had no idea how to react.

Song Mian, on the other hand, continued to act: "Song Jinyan, just listen to my advice. You and Song Yuan should return the 600,000 yuan. As long as you are willing to return it, I will not bother with you about the past."

"Song Mian, are you crazy? You clearly took all that money!" Song Jinyan was on the verge of collapse and said to the police, "Comrade police, I'm telling the truth! Please investigate Song Mian thoroughly!"

"Of course I am willing to accept the investigation. I have a clear conscience. Song Jinyan, you have always said that I took the money, so tell me, where did I put the money?" Song Mian tilted his head, stared at Song Jinyan and asked deliberately.

Song Jinyan seemed to be mute and couldn't utter a word.

Of course he knew very well where Song Mian put the money.

Song Mian gave all his money to the old ghost.

But, even if we can find the old ghost, who can take back all the money from him?

The answer is obvious, that is, no one can do such an incredible thing.

Song Yuan also realized this. He stared at Song Mian, his voice trembling with excitement: "You, you did it on purpose... Song Mian, you designed all of this!"

Song Mian tilted his head innocently. "I don't understand what you mean. If you say I did it on purpose, then you should at least provide evidence. As long as you can find the 600,000 yuan from me, I will not struggle and will let you do whatever you want with me."

Song Jinyan and Song Yuan both collapsed after hearing Song Mian's words.

They can't prove anything!

"Looking at you, it seems that you can't prove anything. Mr. Song, if you have anything to quibble about, you can tell us. We will do our best to cooperate with the investigation." One of the police officers said in a businesslike manner.

Song Jinyan finally came to his senses and said hurriedly, "Also, there's another person who can prove our innocence! It's Qi Yefeng from the Qi family, the one who found several hundred million worth of antiques in his backyard. He was also Song Mian's accomplice, helping Song Mian steal the six hundred thousand."

"Song Jinyan, what you said is too much. I know you don't want to return the 600,000, but you shouldn't say such outrageous things. Ye Feng and I are indeed good friends, but Ye Feng is the president of a large group and his net worth is over tens of billions. Will he help me commit a crime for a mere 600,000?" Song Mian looked at Song Jinyan disappointedly and said.

Her expression was impeccable, and she sincerely thought that Song Jinyan was a fool.

Under normal circumstances, if Song Jinyan had any brains, he would not say such stupid things.

However, it can be seen from this that Song Jinyan is really desperate and is trying every possible means to cure his illness.

In stark contrast to Song Mian's indifferent look, Song Jinyan seemed to have all the strength drained away from his body at this moment. He was very clear in his mind that they had been tricked by Song Mian from the very beginning.

In fact, everything that happened today was under Song Mian's control, and they were just two ridiculous clowns in front of Song Mian.

"Six hundred thousand. Do I have to compensate you for six hundred thousand after I lost six hundred thousand? Why, why! This is not fair!" After Song Jinyan realized that he was powerless to save the situation, all the strength in his body disappeared instantly. He lost consciousness and passed out after he couldn't breathe.

Song Yuan was already at a loss, and when he saw Song Jinyan faint, he became even more panicked. He raised his hand and slapped Song Jinyan several times: "Song Jinyan, how could you faint at this time? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to suffer so much. Wake up!!"

Unfortunately, Song Yuan failed to wake up Song Jinyan. Song Mian, who was standing by, was no longer interested in watching this farce and left with the help of the police.

Everyone in the police station sympathized with Song Mian's situation and told her that she could go home and wait. They would definitely notify her to come over as soon as they had any news.

After expressing his gratitude, Song Mian told Qi Yefeng where Chief Ling Jiao lived.

Chief Ling Jiao lives in a small alley in the city center. Most of the houses here are quadrangles left over from the past. They look simple, but in fact, unless you are an older generation living in the city center, it is difficult for ordinary people to buy real estate here even if they spend money.

After arriving at Chief Ling Jiao's door and knocking, Song Mian soon heard a response from the ancient vermilion door.

"I'm here." The person who came to visit was an old woman. She had a kind smile and was slightly stunned when she saw Song Mian.

When Song Mian was thinking about how to introduce herself, she saw the old woman smiling brightly at her.

"Are you Song Mian, Miss Song?" The old woman's eyes were filled with joy. She looked at Song Mian and asked.

Looking at the kind face of the old woman, Song Mian subconsciously thought of his grandmother.

The old woman and grandma not only looked of similar age, but also had an innate gentle temperament. Seeing this, Song Mian's heart softened, and he couldn't help but want to get close to this old lady.

"Yes, I am Song Mian. Old man, do you know me?" Song Mian carefully observed the old man in front of her and was sure that this was the first time she saw this old man.