"I can't write, I'm too old and can't hold the pen in my hand."

After saying that, Old Mrs. Song closed her eyes. It seemed that she wanted to play with a pig without fear of boiling water.

Yang Mu smiled indifferently. Since that's the case, it's time to express his suspicion.

He walked aside and took the account book from Mrs. Song's secretary. This is the account book that Mrs. Song told Yang Mu just how many good things she had done.

"This account book has a history. All the records in the previous part should be completed by Song Botai himself. You can see from the recording tone. Just like the lines I wrote, I was memorizing and copying from the account book. This is a record from seventeen years ago."

Yang Mu said, "In late autumn, I went to Dawa Village to see the children. There were less than fifteen or forty-three people, and no one went to school. I established Dawa Village Primary School for them. I just bought a book, built a house, and hired a teacher. I recorded the average monthly income of less than 5,000 yuan, and 4,903 yuan. Perhaps this little effort can change the fate of these children in their lives, which is very lucky!"

Deliver the account book to Wen Sijia, Yang Mudao:

"The second line on page fifty-three says such words."

Wen Sijia had nothing to say to Yang Mu.

Just now, Old Mrs. Song gave Yang Mu the account book. Yang Mu seemed to just flip through it casually. Why can he remember any words written on which page or line? He has never been to school before? He is too smart, right? He has a great memory and can never forget everything he has seen!

Yang Mu actually never remembered it all, but he was sensitive to words. This was the only thing he learned since childhood. He could tell the difference by just looking through it.

"The two fonts are obviously different, and the tone of recording is also different. The second line of page 53 was written by Song Botai himself before, but it has changed since then! Then the account book should have been recorded twenty-seven years ago. Before, Song Botai himself wrote it himself. Why did she start looking for someone to write for her seventeen years ago? She never wrote it herself again? An account book that has been written for ten years suddenly changed its recording habits. This must have been through something big! What would it be?"

Yang Mu looked at everyone, and everyone was listening, as if listening to a suspense story.

Wen Sijia was looking through the account book. What Yang Mu said was indeed correct. Starting from the third line of page 53, the next font was different from the above, and the tone of the recording also changed. It was probably for the secretary to record it.

The previous ten years were written by Song Botai. In the next seventeen years, it can be seen that at least a few secretary were replaced. The fonts were different from the first ten years, and there were seven or eight kinds.

Wen Sijia felt it was indeed a bit strange. Why didn’t Song Bo too take notes by himself? After reading it for a long time, the fonts from the previous ten years never appeared again.

"The fonts of the first decade have disappeared and never appeared again."

Yang Mu looked at Wen Sijia and spoke.

Wen Sijia felt a chill on her spine.

Damn it, just now I thought so, Yang Mu actually said it again.

Are they really a bit tangible? That's a hell!

Yang Mu looked down at Song Botai, who was pretending to be dead with his eyes closed, and said lightly:

"I seemed to have just flipped through it casually, but in fact, I looked at the many fonts behind it in detail. At least one third of the pages were checked. As long as the fonts in the previous ten years appeared, I could see them. In fact, this was nothing at all. Although it made me a little curious, it was only that! But just now, your eldest grandson went to pull a wheelchair and used his feet to support the column of the chair. I could see clearly! Although it was really not easy to notice your movements, because your legs were covered with a blanket. Maybe only from the angle where I stood and looked there in a second, can you find your extended foot! However, I did seize the secret of this second and saw that you really pointed the ground with your toes!"

Yang Mu smiled when he said this, his eyes full of mockery.

"I have always praised one thing! If a person is abnormal, he will have a strange intention! If you are not a cripple, why do you pretend to be cripple? I can't figure out this question! But when I heard from my wife"

Wen Sijia reacted for a long time before realizing that the wife Yang Mu mentioned was referring to her!

It seemed like it was interrupted, but this analysis seemed to be at the critical point, and she resisted not speaking.

"But when I heard my wife say that Song Botai has been lame for thirty years, I had a bold idea! Could it be that Song Botai in front of us is not Song Botai himself at all? Seventeen years ago, she replaced the main owner, entered the Song family, and started to pretend to be lame! The reason why she never touched the account book again was because she could not imitate Song Botai's font at all!"

Yang Mu was really speechless and never stopped. After saying this, the temple was blown up around him.

"impossible!"

"This is too big of a brain!"

"A fairy tale."

"Have you read too many suspense stories?"

"How could Mrs. Song be dropped?"

"That's right, nothing you said can prove this guess!"

People screamed with each other, and everyone was going to be crazy by Yang Mu. These incidents continued one after another, making people think that Yang Mu was a terrifying and terrifying person. He was cruel and ruthless, and he knew everything?

Yang Mu spread his hands, smiled indifferently, and then pointed at Old Mrs. Song and said:

"What do you mean? I'm just guessing, so it's very simple to deny me. First, take out the font of this person and let me identify it to see if it's the same as the font that disappeared on the account book! Second, I'll find a doctor to check her legs for me! I want to know from the perspective of medical testing, can these legs walk!"

Everyone was quiet and thought what Yang Mu said made some sense. Can you tell me by checking it?

At this moment, Song Botai, who was originally sitting there quietly, suddenly burst out laughing, and then she raised her hand, uncovered the blanket covered by her legs, and then stood up with great trembling strength.

The scene was immediately silent, and everyone stared at the dog's eyes widened.

What Yang Mu said was right!

Bo Tai Song can really stand up!

Song Bo stood tremblingly, then staggered two steps, and tried his best to almost fall. After finally standing firmly, everyone spoke:

This young man is really amazing! Well, since he has been seen, the old lady will not pretend. Yes, I can really walk, and it was cured three years ago! But I didn't tell the children, everyone knows that my three grandchildren are relatively ordinary in their abilities, so I want them to continue to think that I am a useless person and then work hard to cure them.

"Silly avoid!"

Yang Mu scolded directly, very rude, which made Wen Sijia frown.

But she can't say anything, Yang Mu has already spoken.

"After a lie, you usually need other lies to complete! But you are a little stupid for old guy! You feel that you have been exposed and know that it will be exposed as soon as you check it out, so you are anxious to lie! Your lie seems to be a mentally retarded! If your legs were three years ago, you have a pair of good legs at this time. But you have been acting as a lame man for too long, subconsciously thinking that you are still a lame man. Even if you stand up now, you should be like this trembling and seemingly unable to move your feet! Is this stupid? If you Tama has been well for three years, you can still use your feet to support the ground to prevent the wheelchair from overturning, then your legs are strong. As for what you are like now?"

Bo Song was too shocked and couldn't speak.

The people around him also immediately woke up!

yes!

My legs were gone three years ago!

Then who do you show you how you have just recovered from health

I stood up very slowly, as if my legs were rusted. Now when I stood, my legs were still bent, and it seemed that I would fall down at any time.

If you admit that your legs are good, it means that you really supported the wheelchair with your legs just now, which means that your legs are strong. Now you are showing such a state, which is obviously a fake. It's really stupid!

However, most people didn't think of this at the first time.

They were amazed that Old Mrs. Song could really stand up.

Yang Mu's thinking was obviously broader, but what she thought of after she stood up was a disharmonious place.

Wen Sijia let out a light breath, always feeling that she couldn't come back.

Yang Mu brought her too many surprises today.

Now I don’t have much energy. When I go back alone, I have to think about him carefully. What the hell is this person!

Yang Mu continued to speak when no one spoke.

"Actually, it doesn't matter how you perform. Because you have already told a huge lie, your words are not trustworthy! I am now looking for evidence to prove that you are not Song Botai! Everyone knows that Song Botai is a respected old man. In this era, if you want to be respectful and respectful, you must also have smart materials, right? I have heard of this old lady of the Song family before. She just said that all three brothers died. She was a woman who inherited the family business and worked hard at this moment. She is already one of the richest people in Hanning. There are hundreds of millions or even tens of billions of dollars in the family. Such a person must be very smart! Then I was curious, such a capable person who personally trained her eldest grandson Song Lihe, could he train him into such a fool?"

Everyone looked along Yang Mu's fingers and saw Song Lihe sitting limply on the ground. At this time, he looked demented and there was a pool of water on the ground, probably because he had urinated.

It's really stupid. Do you know you're going to be killed by Yang Mu? It's really useless.

Yang Mu said lightly: "Is it to bring such a useless grandson with him to support or because of his stupidity that makes it convenient for him to do things? In fact, there is another place that makes me most suspicious. I killed Song Lixing! Her grandson! Even if she was so selfless, she didn't want to kill me here but wanted to resolve the war? Humph! That's the grandson who was killed! If it were me, who would kill my grandson, I would definitely kill his whole family and destroy his nine clans!"

Yang Mu said with great momentum, then looked at the old lady and said softly:

"Then I guess, you may not be their grandmother, Song Botai! So who are you?"

"Hmph, I am Botai Song! Even if I lie, it is my freedom. You still have no evidence to prove that I am not Botai Song himself!"

The old lady sat back in the wheelchair and started to die again without fear of boiling water.

Yang Mu smiled coldly, suddenly kicked the old lady between the legs.

"ah!"

The old lady screamed in pain.

Yang Mu laughed and said:
Chapter completed!