Silent Reading Chapter 81: Macbeth (twenty-two)

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"During the meeting, we will have a small run," Luo Wenzhou lowered his voice and nodded on Fei Du's shoulder, "You are full of food and drink, and your blood sugar is not low, right? It's not plausible."

When Fei Du was painting, he didn't avoid anyone specially. He took the notebook over and flipped it over, spreading his hands: "Where is the other one? Brother, why are you tearing me up?"

Luo Wenzhou is confident: "It's confiscated."

Afterwards, he narrowed his smile and opened the door into the interrogation room.

The movement of the door alarmed Zhou Huaijin. He raised his head to look at Luo Wenzhou with no thoughts. In less than a day, this person had changed from a young talent who could not see his age to a haggard face and eyes. Middle-aged man with downturned cheeks. It can be seen that no matter whether a woman or a man, the glamorous skin is so fragile, as long as that little energy disappears, the preservation period will pass in a blink of an eye.

Without waiting for Luo Wenzhou to speak, Zhou Huaijin had already spoken. He muttered: "Can you show me the paternity test report?"

Luo Wenzhou was taken aback, but he passed a file folder behind him-Fei Du seemed to have expected that he would ask this, and he was ready: "Yours, Huaixin and Yang Bo's are all here."

Zhou Huaijin took a deep breath, and it took only a minute to open the thin folder, as if it was the tragedy of his life, and his hands were shaking horribly.

Fei Du changed his slightly malicious attitude before and changed him a glass of warm water again: "Moisturize his throat before chatting. Zhou always has faith, right? According to you, people have souls and cherish. The letter is now unquenchable, and I shouldn’t have gone far. Don’t let him see you uncomfortable."

For those who are in great grief, this kind of soft-spoken advice is simply a tear-gas weapon. Zhou Huaijin made a sob intolerable, shaking for a long time, and took the tissue that Fei Du gave him. He wiped his face severely: "I've said everything I can say, what questions do you have, do you want me to be a fake kidnapper?"

"Mr. Hu has already explained these details." Luo Wenzhou said, "Mr. Zhou, I don't know if you heard that Dong Xiaoqing, the murderer of your brother, was arrested not long after escaping from Heng'ai Hospital. A car was hit and killed."

The expression on Zhou Huaijin's face solidified for a moment, and said coldly: "Really? That's too cheap for her."

"The person who killed her was deliberate." Luo Wenzhou added, staring at him.

Zhou Huaijin leaned back, folded his arms in front of her chest, and made a defensive posture: "If I can do it, I really hope that I did it."

"Ms. Zhou," Fei Du said, "Why was Dong Xiaoqing killed immediately after committing the crime? Obviously someone was afraid that she would say something after being arrested. Although she was a murderer, she was just a knife. You don't want to know. Who is the holder of the knife?"

Zhou Huaijin's cheeks suddenly tightened.

"Dong Xiaoqing is dead anyway," Fei Du continued, "No matter how you hate it, it's useless to try to cut her a thousand times. Even if you really have the ability to drag her out and whip her corpse, she will do everything. I can't feel it anymore, are you willing?"

Zhou Huaijin's emotions were picked up by him in an instant, and he looked at Fei Du with bloodshot eyes. For a long time, he asked: "What do you want?"

"One of the questions I asked you before, you haven't answered one yet," Fei Du said, "Why don't you ask Dong Xiaoqing why Dong Xiaoqing acted on you? Do you know anything? Do you know Dong Xiaoqing?"

"I don't know," Zhou Huaijin said, "I have never seen it, at least the moment she approaches, if I suspect that she has a problem, I won't let the bodyguard let her over."

Fei Du nodded: "Then you remembered something later."

Zhou Huaijin was probably extremely thirsty, and took the water that Fei Du poured him and drank it: "I did do some unconscionable things, but Huaxin was innocent from beginning to end in this matter. Yes, if you can give him a fair argument, I don’t care if Zhou is bankrupt or worthless. It doesn’t matter if I am the legitimate heir-Mr. Fei, you know what I mean."

Fei Du observes his words and looks, like a responsive chameleon, he immediately adjusted his speaking rhythm and language style following his attitude, and said very bluntly: "Understood, I made a fortune from your house in times of crisis, it seems you Don't mind, then I won't apologize."

Zhou Huaijin looked up to the ceiling, and the light poked into his pupils without mercy. He seemed to hesitate and didn’t know where to start, and then he spoke for a while: "The Zhou’s Charity Fund is suspected of being laundered/black/money. , Have you checked your eyebrows? If you can’t find it out, please be more careful. There must be other handles. Unfortunately, they have been guarding me and preventing me from contacting related businesses. I don’t have any evidence now, but I know that Zhou’s can It’s not a good man and a believer. In his early years, he used more than legal means to make a fortune."

Luo Wenzhou asked: "You mean Zhou Junmao is suspected of murdering Zhou Yahou?"

"More than that," Zhou Huaijin shook her head, "More than this one thing, "the thief is punishable, the country thief," Zhou's headquarters is located abroad, □, after so many years of success, there are many things that can't be investigated. . After Dong Xiaoqing started it, I was shocked and remembered that many years ago, my life had an intersection with her...it was related to Zheng Kaifeng."

"You should already know what Zheng Kaifeng’s background is--the little hooligan who killed the snakehead in the early years later followed Zhou Junmao and became more advanced. Everywhere he pretended to be a successful person, in fact, the inferior is the inferior. The things in his bones can't be changed for a lifetime, and he still can't learn how to stand up and be a civilized man."

The corner of Fei Du's eyes jumped slightly, and the tip of the pen lightly paused on the paper.

Zhou Huaijin felt completely ignorant and lost in memory. She said to herself: "It probably took more than 20 years. Not long after Huaixin was born, my mother's postpartum depression became more and more serious. It was almost impossible. The mad woman who communicated couldn’t take care of him at all, so I moved his crib to my room and let him follow me every day."

Luo Wenzhou looked at him: "I heard that a little cub who cries every night can make the new parents collapse for several years. Mr. Zhou has been very patient since he was a child. Your family won’t even ask for a babysitter who takes care of the children. Come on?"

"There are few teenagers in the world who really like babies. I'm just afraid." Zhou Huaijin gently closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and reached out to Luo Wenzhou, "Can you give me a cigarette? Thank you. ——I can live under Zhou Junmao’s nose, all under my mother’s protection, but her mental or physical condition at the time was not as good as each day, which made me very desperate. Looking at her every day, I felt that I was precarious. Fate. Huaixin is the life-saving straw I grabbed indiscriminately. I was almost inseparable from him at the time. Sometimes I even crushed my food with a spoon and fed him a bite or two. I think no matter what Zhou Junmao wants to do, he always has to worry about himself. Your biological child."

"The day that Huaixin was wetting the bed in the middle of the night, and weeping groaningly, I stumbled up and got up to change his diaper, replaced the old one, found that the new one was gone, and was about to go to the storage room to get some...but I found that the light in the study room on the first floor was on. Zhou Junmao and Zheng Kaifeng, who hadn't been home for many days, were talking in secret."

"At that time, the group’s strategic focus was on East Asia. Zhou wanted to seize the market and cheap labor while domestically encouraging foreign investment to enter. This business was personally at the helm of Zheng Kaifeng. At the door, it should have just got off the plane. If it’s not because I can’t wait for Huaxin, I will turn around and run when I see them. But I can’t do anything. At this time, I heard Zheng Kaifeng say, "It's dead, don't worry, there is absolutely no trace"... something like this."

At this point, Zhou Huaijin paused, stretched out her hand to support her forehead, pressed her temple firmly, and took a deep breath: "When you are in the fear of lifelessness, you will know that feeling. Certain keywords will make you particularly sensitive-when I heard the word'dead' at first, I didn't have time to contact the context of the next sentence. The first reaction was that they were about to do something to me, and they froze coldly with their hands and feet. Land."

"Then I heard Zhou Junmao say,'I read the news, it seems that something has happened.' Zheng Kaifeng said,'Do you say that the surname is Dong? Don't worry about him, he doesn't know anything, he doesn't have long eyes. Come in, fate is not good. Zhou Junmao laughed and said, "There is no money in the world. It doesn't matter if it is more expensive, just save trouble.""

"Wait," Luo Wenzhou said suddenly, "Mr. Zhou, please give me an exact time. When is this?"

After all, it’s been more than 20 years ago. Zhou Huaijin’s ability to retell the general conversation is already the credit of the adrenaline rush under the extreme fear at the time. He will really have a hard time remembering other minutiae for a while. Frown slightly.

Fei Du looked at his tired face, and lightly tapped the wooden table with his pen cap rhythmically: "Mr. Zhou, I study and work during the day and bring children at night. Even adults can't bear it. You should be still studying at the time. , Has he affected you, and is he sleepy in class?"

"Fortunately, my classwork is not heavy, that is, I have a little bit of basic lessons every morning..." Zhou Huaijin replied smoothly, as if he had caught the little tail of distant memories, "By the way, it's the business school—— I was in business school at the time, I was seventeen, my first year."

That was 21 years ago.

"You said that the door of the study was not closed at that time," Fei Du continued, "It shouldn't be cold winter, or summer when the air conditioner needs to be turned on?"

"Yes! The weather was neither cold nor hot at the time, either September or October—my mother had a nervous breakdown. At night, no one would walk around in the house, and most of the people who worked in my house could not understand Chinese. , So they dare to open the door and talk."

Luo Wenzhou and Fei Du looked at each other, bowed their heads and sent a text message to Tao Ran: "In September or October 21 years ago, did anything happen to the Zhou family or the Dong family?"

Tao Ran's voice soon sounded in his earphones: "Yes, I was just about to tell you that on September 16th that year, Dong Xiaoqing's mother died in a car accident."

Luo Wenzhou's eyes twitched--the date of Zhou Junmao's death in a car accident also happened to be September 16, the first day of Fei Du's "employment"!

"When I heard this, I didn’t dare to stay anymore and ran away quickly, but I kept this in mind. The information was not developed back then, and it’s not so easy to know the domestic news abroad. I was in Zheng Kaifeng’s luggage I saw his consignment information sheet on the box, and found that the abbreviation of the departure city is Yancheng, so I secretly found a trusted Chinese student classmate, asked her to help the trustee investigate and'Yancheng' Dong's surname' died accidentally' Related news."

Luo Wenzhou looked down at the old news that an outside colleague had passed on his phone: "Did you find the news that a well-known domestic entrepreneur died in a car accident?"

"Yes, three months later, the company he founded with one hand was acquired by foreign capital. The source of this foreign capital was Zhou's registered shell in the Cayman Islands." Zhou Huaijin said, "Look, A murderer is not punished when he kills the first person. The second time he starts, he will be more unscrupulous. I would like to make an inappropriate analogy. It is like a person who plays a game and uses a plug-in. Cheating is addictive. Killing one Zhou Yahou, two small gangsters became famous entrepreneurs in one fell swoop, successfully stepped into the upper class, and then killed another obstacle, succeeded in receiving this local snake’s domestic contacts, and gained at least ten years of development advantages-the mainland of the year. Although foreign investment is encouraged to enter, real good projects cannot be obtained by foreign investors who are not familiar with the place. Mr. Fei, you have been in contact with business matters, and know how much it takes to establish contacts in an unfamiliar place and compete with local brands. Cost?"

Fei Du sighed: "I also know that buying a big-ticket driver who just wants to die is definitely not expensive. My father is really a person who ‘plays the board if he can’t play it’."

"That woman...that surnamed Dong," Zhou Huaijin stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, and her voice was a little weak. "When she started, she said something, only I...and Huaixin heard it."

"What did she say?"

"She said, ‘one is not enough, why don’t you even let my dad let it go’."

Luo Wenzhou frowned: "What does this mean?"

"I don't know. She seems to think that by what method I took advantage of the driver who caused the accident...that is, her father's revenge psychology, caused Zhou Junmao's car accident." Zhou Huaijin shook her head, "but I really didn't do that. With great energy, if Zhou Junmao really died of man-made, I suggest you go to Zheng Kaifeng."

Luo Wenzhou frowned and suddenly remembered what Dong Xiaoqing had said to him before he died.

"He is also one of those people"...

If the accidental death of Dong Xiaoqing's mother was not an accident, it was a man-made conspiracy—then the death of the driver and the target at the same time on the spot is exactly the same as Zhou Junmao's car accident.

Does "they" refer to a group of "road killers" who do not hesitate to change their lives?

Is there a "death caravan" under the light of Yancheng?

Luo Wenzhou stood up abruptly: "Zheng Kaifeng is arraigned."

Tao Ran simultaneously heard Zhou Huaijin's interrogation process: "Wait, Dong Xiaoqing thinks Zhou Huaijin is behind the scenes? I don't quite understand, why does she think so?"

"It depends on how much information she got in the mysterious email. For example, did she know that Zhou Huaijin’s kidnapping case was self-directed and acted, Yang Bo was not Zhou’s illegitimate child, and Zheng Kaifeng was involved in the car accident twenty years ago. Zhou Junmao conspired to plan it.” Fei Du, who came out of the interrogation room, interjected, “When Zhou Huaixin called the police, he was afraid that the world would not chaotically yelled a lot of nonsense. One of them was that he thought someone had leaked Zhou Junmao’s whereabouts and the car model he was riding in. Let Dong Qian get involved in the rumors of the'rich struggle □□'. Dong Gan can successfully complete the suicide attack. There should be a person in Zhou's connection with him. Based on the above information, who do you think this person is most likely to be?"

Lang Qiao said: “Also, Zhou Huaijin and his family didn’t know that he was actually his own. Is it possible that it was also the result of human misleading? For example, when Zhou Huaijin was young, his parents might just be unsure. Some people have always said that this child Like the old king next door-after all, Zhou Huaijin does not grow like Zhou Junmao, and then a "friend" came to Zhou Junmao one day and said that now there is a new technology that can do this paternity test, but a group as big as Zhou, It’s certainly not easy to cause such a lively thing, so I can only do it secretly, and the'friend' volunteered to help again-just like Zhou Huaijin’s trick to frame Yang Bo..."

At this moment, the phone rang frantically and interrupted Lang Qiao's voice. For some reason, she had an ominous premonition the moment she picked it up: "Hello?"

The voice of the detective who was ordered to follow Zheng Kaifeng came over the phone: "Qiao Er, tell the boss, Zheng Kaifeng has run away!"