This story was unexpected by An Zhisu. After hearing it, he subconsciously glanced at Ye Lancheng.
Ye Lancheng asked with deep eyes: "Ding Qi was lost, and the orphanage never looked for it once?" "I probably looked for it once or twice, but didn't find it. According to the recollection of the director of the orphanage, Ding Qi
He has a dull and unsociable personality, and his mother is a murderer. Other children are afraid to play with him. He has been isolated in the orphanage for a long time.
His personality became more and more weird, and he always gave people a gloomy feeling at a young age. Even the dean did not dare to communicate with him." The more An Zhisu listened, the more suspicious she became, and she asked Ye Lancheng: "Who are we?
Didn't you find the wrong person? The Ding Qi that Lao Jiu investigated has nothing in common with the psychiatrist Ding Qi except for his name. According to Lao Jiu's investigation, Ding Qi has lived in the shadow of being beaten and abused by his father since he was a child.
Here, I witnessed my mother killing my father with my own eyes, so I would have some psychological problems. And it is impossible for such a person to engage in the profession of a psychiatrist. First of all, he does not even have a qualification certificate.
"I can't pass the exam." An Zhisu's analysis is reasonable. Psychiatrists must first ensure that their own psychology is healthy. Otherwise, how can they help others treat psychological problems? Children who have gone through Ding Qi's experience have been left with severe psychological trauma in their hearts.
It’s not possible to be a person
Can I work as a psychologist? "It's really hard to be sure whether he is a person, because Ding Qi has not been heard from since he disappeared from the orphanage. All investigations now are based on this name. At that time, Ding Qi
He is not a very famous doctor either. He is just starting out and knows
There aren't many people who know it, so it's a bit difficult to check." Lao Jiu said not very sure.
An Zhisu took a deep breath and felt that the clues had ended with Ding Qi again. "If it's not easy to investigate, then investigate slowly and thoroughly. Ding Qi played an important role in the incident five years ago. If he
If you are still alive, you should be in contact with Yang Xi or An Tingnuan. Try to check their interpersonal relationships.
Let’s see if there can be a breakthrough.” Ye Lancheng said after pondering for a moment.
Lao Jiu's eyes lit up and he suddenly said: "Yes, young master, I will make arrangements tomorrow."
Ye Lancheng hummed and looked at An Zhisu: "You go and wash up first. I have business to talk to Lao Jiu."
An Zhisu nodded and told him not to be too busy before returning to the room.
"Have you found the Zhao Linlin you were asked to check?" After An Zhisu went out, Ye Lancheng asked Lao Jiu directly. Lao Jiu immediately replied: "It's clear. Zhao Linlin's company is a medium-sized enterprise that relies on weaving and dyeing.
started, and now its business is mainly providing fabrics to clothing companies. An's Group is the Zhao family's largest customer, and also the An's Group
The garment department is the main supplier of fabrics, and the relationship between the two companies is inseparable."
Hearing this, Ye Lancheng pondered for a while and tapped the table with one hand, making a slight sound.
Lao Jiu knew that this was a habitual action he was thinking about, so he didn't disturb him.
After a while, Ye Lancheng's indifferent voice sounded again: "An Tingnuan has quite a lot of minions."
"Yes, An Tingnuan is a smart person. She only needs to say something and someone will do it for her. It is difficult to directly catch her," Lao Jiu said.
"Well. Let's pull out her minions first, starting with Zhao Linlin." The opening and closing of Ye Lancheng's thin lips determined the life and death of the Zhao family.
Lao Jiu responded: "Yes, young master, what should I do?"
"The Zhao family is mainly engaged in the cloth business. What if there is a quality problem with the cloth produced by their family?" Ye Lancheng asked rhetorically.
Lao Jiu instantly understood and said respectfully: "Young Master, I know what to do."
Outside the door, An Zhisu's hand was frozen in the air, and all the conversations inside reached her ears. She was a little dazed. She originally just wanted to go back and get the crown, but she didn't expect to hear the "business" that Ye Lancheng wanted to discuss with Lao Jiu.
.
Ye Lancheng is going to clean up Zhao Linlin's family!
An Zhisu secretly took a breath. If she hadn't happened to come back, she might not have thought that Ye Lancheng did it after the Zhao family went bankrupt.
This man could always move her so easily that she wanted to cry.
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"Ding Qi's mother is a lunatic and she even killed his father!"
In the bar, Song Jiaren was sitting in a relatively quiet booth on the second floor, looking at the young man opposite her with wide eyes in disbelief. The young man was about in his early twenties, wearing hip-hop clothes, and had a row of earrings on his left ear.
, wearing a skull ring on his hand, dressed in a typical street gangster style. At this time, he crossed his legs, held a cigarette between his legs, and nodded: "Ang, I will personally run to Ding Qi's old house.
The information I found is absolutely true."
Song Jiaren shook her head: "Impossible, you must have checked the wrong person. Fang Cheng, tell me the truth, did you use my money to go out and have a good time? You didn't even go to Ding Qi's hometown to check, and now you just made it up casually."
A fake news lied to me."
The young man named Fang Cheng leaned in and said, "Lawyer Song, I don't dare to lie to anyone. It's not like I've never suffered a loss at your hands. Sister, I'm a puppy when I lie to you."
"Haha." Song Jiaren said in disbelief.
Fang Cheng immediately took out his wallet from his pocket and took out a few tickets: "Fortunately, I was smart and left the round-trip tickets. Otherwise, I really can't tell. You can see for yourself to see if I really went."
Song Jiaren glanced at several train tickets and bus tickets spread out on the table and confirmed that the destination was Ding Qi's hometown. Only then did she believe Fang Cheng's investigation results.
"How could this happen? What went wrong?" Song Jiaren held her chin in confusion.
How could psychiatrist Ding Qi have those dark experiences? How could he, an orphan and a child who got lost at the age of twelve, have the money to go to school, and he was studying psychology, which requires a high degree?
No matter how much she thought about it, Song Jiaren felt that she had found the wrong person. The Ding Qi whom Fang Cheng investigated was probably not the psychiatrist back then.
Fang Cheng didn't know what Song Jiaren was thinking about now, and he didn't know why Song Jiaren wanted to investigate the man named Ding Qi. It had nothing to do with him anyway. Anyway, he was doing things with money. Now that the matter was done, there was no need for him.
Something's wrong with him.
Thinking about it, Fang Cheng took out a lighter, threw the tickets into the ashtray and lit them. He felt relieved when he saw the tickets burned to ashes.
Song Jiaren choked at the smell, picked up a glass of water and poured it into the ashtray, frowning and said: "You brat, you want to set a fire."
"That's not true. Can such a fire be started?" Fang Cheng curled his lips and didn't care. Song Jiaren rolled her eyes at him. When she was about to speak, she suddenly saw a familiar figure from the corner of her eye. Her eyes were immediately drawn to