Silent Reading Chapter 63: Macbeth (4)

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"Why are there rumors?"

"Because I don't believe it very much." Fei Du stretched his legs and stretched his waist on the spacious co-pilot. This action made his "good student" disguise slightly flawed. A little "Fei Du" casually popped up, "If there was such a person, the Zhou family would have recognized it, anyway..."

Luo Wenzhou intuitively felt that what he was going to say later was not a good thing, and was ready to interrupt him. But seeing Fei Du suddenly remembered something, he stopped the voice on his own.

Lang Qiao asked unclearly, "What's the matter anyway?"

"Anyway... Mr. Zhou has always been more upright. Even if his personal morality was at a loss in his early years, he should have done so once. In the past few decades, he has done a lot of public welfare, and he is considered a prodigal son. His wife has died. For many years, no one should say anything. No one is perfect. If you make mistakes and turn your head back, doesn’t it seem more precious and precious?" Fei Du said to Lang Qiao with a serious and serious attitude, "I believe in the personal cultivation of Zhou Lao. , There is no need to hide your past."

Lang Qiao nodded again and again, thinking that Fei Du was really different from those lawless "overbearing presidents" in Xiaohuangshu, and he could be regarded as a civilized and moral example of contemporary youth.

Luo Wenzhou glared at Fei Du with a slight warning, and he heard the subtext that he had hidden away from the righteous words—their grandsons generally believed that illegitimate children were not a problem, especially to the level of Zhou Junmao. Yes, let alone his wife gave way early, even if she is still alive, when she is completely attached to this man, she can't control how many children he gave birth outside.

"But it doesn’t mean it’s totally gone," Fei Du’s voice changed and said, "Zhou Huaixin’s remarks about'cars are blatant weapons' are very reasonable, I think we should investigate the driver who caused the accident. Right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Haiyang called in.

Xiao Haiyang was sent by Luo Wenzhou to learn about Dong Gan's personal situation with colleagues of the driver Dong Gan.

Xiao Haiyang doesn’t know if he has a driver’s license. These little glasses may not know what a brake is. Luo Wenzhou feels that his cell phone signals are slammed by his whirlwind speed: "Luo team, I have already talked to Dong. Colleagues talked about it. The situation is basically the same as what Lao Qiu said, and it has no reference value. So I checked his account, property, case and family situation on my own terms. Do you report it now?"

"...The glasses, the person is dead, let's not worry, come on, take a deep breath, and speak slowly." Luo Wenzhou felt that his ears had auditory hallucinations, "You can check it out after a while. So many? Even Dong Qian’s medical report has been turned over?"

Xiao Haiyang: "Dong Gan now lives in this city. He was married, his wife died, and there is no elderly at home. He lives in widowhood and raises a daughter. That girl is Dong Xiaoqing, 24 years old, unmarried, and has graduated. A department store is an accountant. The accounts and property of the father and daughter are not abnormal, and all expenditures are basically in line with their income and living standards. Dong Qian usually has no bad habits, his life is relatively simple, and his income is not bad. He has a six-figure family. Deposit, there is a real estate under his name. The physical examination report of the last year showed that he was a bit "three highs". Other than that, the indicators are normal-oh, yes, Team Luo, I also found a person from his daughter’s work unit. Colleagues of Dong Xiaoqing confirmed that she has not had a large amount of expenses recently, she has not had a boyfriend, has no serious illnesses, and her mood is very stable."

Luo Wenzhou drove the hands-free, and all three people in the car were shocked by Xiao Haiyang's "grape-eating without spitting out grape skins".

Lang Qiao murmured: "My mother, this is too..."

Xiao Haiyang gave a blank "ah": "Isn't it necessary to rule out the buying / murdering / murder situation first, my thinking is correct?"

Luo Wenzhou stretched out his hand to give Lang Qiao a little falsely, signaled her to stop talking nonsense and learn something from others, and then asked Xiao Haiyang: "According to you, he is not old, he is not young, he has no burden at home, and he has no money. Quite ample--then he takes on this kind of time-critical task, is it accidental or often?"

Xiao Haiyang was taken aback for a moment: "This..."

"Ocean, fatigue driving of large cargo drivers is actually very common in the industry. Old drivers like them will open their eyes and be confused for a while, and will not step on the accelerator," Luo Wenzhou said patiently, "Dong Gan has been driving for so many years. There hasn’t been any accident with the car. Since his body and mood have not been fluctuated recently, why did he have this kind of accident today? To determine whether this is a purchase, murder, or murder, you use the “exhaustive method” to eliminate your imagination one by one. According to the situation, this investigation method is not very rigorous. After all, there are still things you can't imagine in the world. If possible, it is better to find a reason for the accident supported by evidence."

Xiao Haiyang hurriedly said: "Okay Team Luo, I'll check it right away!"

"Wait, I just said that. Now this matter has not been classified as'murder', you should go back first..." Luo Wenzhou didn't finish talking, Xiao Haiyang had already hung up the phone in a fierce manner.

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

He understands why Xiao Haiyang was not treated at the Flower Market District Bureau. Apart from the fact that these little glasses can’t chat, he is always ready to usurp the throne/power at all times. He is waiting for Wang Hongliang. In the eyes of people, there must be a great safety hazard, no wonder they never thought of putting this person into their own category.

The reporter didn’t know what he said. Other relevant people are still rushing to Yancheng, and the forensic doctor has no conclusion for the time being. Except for Comrade Xiao Haiyang, who was full of chicken blood and ran out to find the truth, everyone else had nothing to do. Luo Wenzhou sent Lang Qiao down along the road, and then took Fei Du back to the city bureau to change his own car back to each house.

At this time, I swiped the phone again, and Zhou Junmao’s news was overwhelming, and Fei Du casually turned two: "Sure enough, the Zhou family does not have a fuel-efficient lamp-while the U.S. stocks are still confiscated, I now ask someone to short Zhou's. Isn’t it too kind?"

There was a slight traffic jam in the place where the intersection turned around. Luo Wenzhou glanced at him suspiciously: "You mean Zhou Huaixin?"

"The most headline news was that'Mr. Zhou Junmao, Chairman of the Zhou Group, was killed in a car accident. The incident is strange and there is suspected other insider information. The second son has already called the police.'" Fei Du read the news headline with a little mockery. "How about it, lest there be no chaos? Even if a person like Zhou Junmao died normally, everyone would have to imagine a grievance from a wealthy family, let alone a real accident. Zhou Huaixin is one of Zhou's heirs, and now he happens to be the only one. If he is in the country, if he doesn’t cry and call the police for a thorough investigation, what role will others give him? After all, everyone thinks that Malcon and Daunaben killed their benevolent father. (Note) "

The taillights of the traffic ahead are like a long dragon with endless heads and tails. Luo Wenzhou pretended not to hear Fei Du’s words alluding to himself, and asked nonchalantly: "How is the relationship between Zhou Huaixin and Zhou Lao's father and son?"

"Unscrupulous, marginal person, incompatible with the entire Zhou family, there is a decathlon elder brother on it for comparison," Fei Du shrugged, "what else? Think about it and know it's quite nervous."

"What about you?" Luo Wenzhou asked quietly, "As far as I know, you didn't do anything extraordinary when you were a teenager. You are an only child. Why are you also in tension with your father?"

Fei Du was taken aback for a moment, then he turned to Luo Wenzhou and slyly went around in a circle: "Huh? The Luo team is so interested in me? But according to the unspoken social rules of our country, people are only considering each other as potential spouses. At that time, it will be thoroughly questioned to check the household registration."

As he said, he turned half sideways and moved a little closer to Luo Wenzhou: "Are you sure you want to know? Then I can understand the spirit."

The car just in front smashed forward a bit, Luo Wenzhou stepped on the accelerator and slammed the car out, and then slammed the brakes again, slamming Fei Du back into the seat back of the co-pilot.

"If you don't want to talk, just say you don't want to talk," Luo Wenzhou said lightly, "Don't come to this set with me."

Fei Du laughed, but didn't speak.

The two people were silent for a while, the traffic lights at the intersection turned around, and the traffic in the U-turn lane stopped again. I am afraid that we have to wait for the next opportunity. Impatient drivers honked their horns one after another. Pull down the car window and look around, revealing the different tastes of music in the car.

The smile on Fei Du’s face gradually dissipated, perhaps because of the dark night, or perhaps because of the unique loneliness in the crowded crowd. He suddenly blurted out: “Sometimes I find that it’s hard to be alone sometimes. Break free of your blood and growth environment."

Luo Wenzhou glanced at him.

"Concepts, habits, character, temperament, moral level, cultural accomplishment...These things that can be changed later are like the branches and leaves of plants. You can prun yourself in any direction as long as you want," Fei Du Leaning on the back of the chair, half-squinting towards the night sky of Yancheng, "But the deeper and more essential things are difficult to change. That is, when you had no idea of ​​the world, you were the first to come into contact with your growth environment. Things, because these things will settle in your subconscious. Every abstract concept in your heart that you get through your mother tongue contains clues about those things. You don't even realize it, but it will cover your life."

Speaking of this, Fei Du seems to have done his best. He has a door in his heart. The door is thick and heavy, and the door shaft has been rusted. Sew.

Luo Wenzhou waited patiently for a while, but he never said further.

Fei Du: "Team Luo, can you lend me your hand?"

Following his notice, Luo Wenzhou's neurons all over his body subconsciously ran to his right hand, which was hanging on one side, and Fei Du gently covered the back of his hand. The fingers were long and cold, and the palms were cold. But it was hot, and did not use much effort to give him a chance to retreat at any time.

The indescribable feeling was winding up Luo Wenzhou's right hand. The car suddenly rose at least two degrees. Luo Wenzhou's forearm muscles subconsciously tightened, but he inexplicably didn't withdraw his hand-Fei Dudi Holding his head carefully, Luo Wenzhou reminded Luo Yiguo who was awakened by a nightmare in the middle of the night and ran to rub his pillow.

Suddenly, the car behind honked impatiently, and Luo Wenzhou roused his spirits. Only then did he find that the lights had changed, and there was a big empty front, as if he was welcoming others to jump in the queue.

For an instant, Fei Du’s fragile expression disappeared into the air like steam, and the tail of his peach blossom eyes curled up slightly. He quickly bowed his head and kissed the back of Luo Wenzhou’s hand. The fingertips were the most sensitive from the palm of his hand. Fei Du blinked innocently after Luo Wenzhou withdrew his hand suddenly: "Oh, I'm so sorry, Team Luo is too charming, and you will have to take an inch if you are not careful."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

This kid is really an eighteenth class martial arts, seventy-two routines.

Luo Wenzhou was amused by him, and while speeding up the intersection that he had passed through, he said: "Fei Du, am I too used to you?"

Fei Du was observing his words and feelings, and felt that he had lifted his head, so he closed his mouth relaxedly and did not add fuel to the fire. Luo Wenzhou hurriedly drilled from the traffic flow to the west and tightened the door handle. , Flying back to the city bureau like a foggy cloud all the way.

"We'normal people' do not have the habit of starting with acquaintances, regardless of whether they are serious or not," Luo Wenzhou motioned Fei Du to get out of the car with a heavy face, "I owe you to those alcoholic friends who love to draw little skeletons. ."

After speaking, he slammed the door, turned and left.

Fei Du was alone in the official car with the unpleasant car aromatherapy, and he tasted the irritability left by Luo Wenzhou for a while. He thought that the "taste" was unexpectedly strong, and he was still very interested.

Xiao Haiyang helped his glasses and rushed all the way to the hospital. As he ran, he fetched out the documents, and pointed out at the girl who seemed to be lost: "Dong Xiaoqing? Hello, I am..."

Dong Xiaoqing's cold eyes interrupted him.

"Policeman?" Her eyes were red, and her voice had a strong nasal sound, "I know, didn't you go to our unit to investigate? Why, you can interrogate me if you can't find anything?"

Xiao Haiyang is a bit dull. He didn't know how to answer this sentence for a while. He cleared his throat in a panic, and said very unpleasantly: "I just have a little understanding of the situation..."

Dong Xiaoqing stared at him stubbornly.

Xiao Haiyang searched for intestines for a long while, still speaking without skill, and asked directly: "Does Dong Gan usually take on such heavy tasks? As far as I know, your family..."

"Our family does not owe loan sharks, and no one in the family is terminally ill. My father is not a gambler who can't afford to pay. We are poor and have a good life. There is no need to kill for a little bit of stinky money!" Dong Xiaoqing grabbed the phone next to her, and the lively topics were fermented on the Internet. The gossip opened her mouth at the girl alone, and she slammed the phone on Xiao Haiyang.

"My dad had an accident. It was his fault. His responsibility. How much money needs to be lost. I will bear it. If it is not enough, I can borrow it. I can pay it back even if I am a cow and a horse in this life, but you can't do it out of thin air. So slander him! He is dead and has no mouth to defend himself. Do you have to eat steamed buns with human blood?"

Xiao Haiyang picked up Dong Xiaoqing’s cell phone silently, some not knowing where to start: "That..."

"My mother didn't have a car accident. For this, he didn't dare to touch the car for a whole year, and finally held the steering wheel again." Dong Xiaoqing rolled down with tears, staring at Xiao Haiyang with hatred. "Now you actually say that he drove into someone for money? How can you do this, how can you guys be so bad?"