"Who told you that the last person your brother saw was me?"
Jiang Chi frowned: "I found out that this is the case."
Mr. Chen shook the ashes from his cigarette, as if he was caught in a bad memory, and his brows furrowed into the character "Chuan".
"He came to me to buy medicine."
Jiang Chi asked: "What medicine?"
Mr. Chen looked at it, his pupils getting darker and darker: "Your brother transplanted a kidney to you, you should know that, right?"
Jiang Chi breathed heavily: "Yeah."
"He takes time to come to me every month to buy medicine to enhance his body's immunity, but he and I both know that this is only temporary. One day, the body's immune system will become immune to this medicine."
Jiang Chi's heart ached.
He didn't know that his brother was suffering so much for him.
He had never thought about it.
"That was the last time I saw him. He looked pale and said he was going to meet someone. Shortly after that, I saw the news of his death in the newspaper." As he spoke, his expression darkened, as if he was also worried about him.
feel sad.
Jiang Chi continued to ask: "Did you mention where you went and who you met?"
"No."
"Why should I trust you?" Jiang Chi lowered his voice, his eyes as dark blue as the stagnant water of the ocean.
"You can choose not to believe it, but it is the truth."
Gu Beisheng frowned and clenched his hands into fists.
If everything Mr. Chen said is true, then the clue has been broken again.
Jiang Yue only came to him to buy medicine, but the last person Jiang Yue met was the key.
Jiang Chi looked into his eyes, his eyes were very open and there was no sign of lying at all.
But he always felt that Mr. Chen must be hiding something.
The two looked at each other.
Mr. Chen took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, flipped through it for a few minutes, and then handed it to him.
Jiang Chi took the phone and on the screen was a group photo.
On the left is Jiang Yue, who is wearing a mask. He is wearing the clothes he wore on the day of his death and holding medicine in his hand.
On the right is Mr. Chen wearing home short-sleeved shirt.
It is not difficult to tell that this photo was taken by Jiang Yue.
The atmosphere was very harmonious, as if they were two friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Gu Beisheng, Fu Xizhou and Lu Jiangyu all saw it.
Jiang Chi's vision was blurred. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked his brother's face on the screen with his thumb. His heart felt like a knife.
He knew too little about Jiang Yue.
He didn't even know that he had a friend like Mr. Chen.
Moreover, the relationship was so good that he was surprised.
His smile is very clean, very comfortable, like a spring breeze.
This kind of smile can only happen when you are around yourself.
Unexpectedly, it would be the same in front of Mr. Chen.
Jiang Chi returned the phone to him: "Has he told you where he went?"
"I bought him the air ticket that day. I remember it was for a flight to the mall."
Mall...
My brother was clearly in Bincheng when he died.
Could it be that someone moved the body?
It was hard for him to imagine what his brother had gone through before his death.
He handed the phone back to him.
After that, there was a long silence.
Gu Beisheng originally wanted to ask Mr. Chen if he knew anything about her life experience.
Now, Jiang Yue's death has nothing to do with him.
Then, Mr. Chen's suspicion will be cleared.
There is no need to ask again.
The fewer people know about her life story, the better.
"Mr. Chen."
When there was silence, Fu Xizhou suddenly spoke.
Everyone looked at him.
Mr. Chen responded: "Is there anything else, Mr. Fu?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and realized that the cigar in his hand had been smoked out.
He shook it out of habit and put it in the ashtray.
Seeing this, Fu Xizhou's eyes became darker: "Do you know my eldest brother, Fu Qingjue?"