"Songhe's longevity is longer than that of Nanshan. Could it be that Sun Songhe is Sun Shou?" Lin Chuang thought to himself.
I had a preconception in my mind, and when I looked at Sun Songhe, I found that he did look a bit like the killer in the description.
The height and age are consistent. As for his agility, although it is not obvious, Sun Songhe manages his whole body very neatly, moves without any sloppiness, and has a capable temperament.
When he thought that he was most likely Sun Shou, Lin Chuang looked at Nakano Yunzi and Shi Gongxianzi, and secretly thought he was lucky.
"Fortunately, since he came to see Beringxia in this capacity, Nakano Yunzi could not directly interrogate him. If his identity were revealed, he would really not be able to withstand the interrogation. If Nakano Yunzi became suspicious, all he had to do was take a photo of him and let Zhu Yuewen
The secretary can tell it at a glance, or you can simply bring Zhu Yuewen’s secretary quietly to identify it secretly."
Of course, this is just Lin Chuang's judgment based on the name and cannot be accurate.
The most critical question is, is Sun Songhe related to Hua Mudan? Is the "Palm Thunder" in his hand? If these two questions can be clarified, Sun Songhe's identity will almost come to light.
But in this situation of encountering each other by chance, it is too difficult to clarify these two issues.
"Mr. Lin, what was the style of the song you just played?" Bai Lingxia asked.
"What kind of style does it have? It's sung casually. If I have to say what style it is, it would be considered a popular song. The lyrics don't have so many restrictions and are not subtle. The tune is arbitrary and it's hard to be elegant."
"Mr. Lin, I like this style of music. I have been to Japan and the United States, and I admire the free life in the United States the most. Therefore, the style of this song is very suitable for me. Mr. Lin, can you combine the lyrics with
Write me the score? I'll find a record company to record it and listen to it every day."
"This..., Miss Bai, I wrote this to my wife. I don't think it's appropriate for everyone to sing it." Lin Chuang declined politely.
It's not that he is stingy, but he is afraid that a certain group in the future will lose a masterpiece.
"That's such a pity." Bai Lingxia said.
"I'm sorry. Miss Bai, if you are willing to listen, I can sing to you in the future."
"No, no, no, I truly envy the love between virtuous couples, and I don't have the slightest intention of being offended."
…
Lin Chuang was talking to Bai Lingxia, and on the other side Nakano Yunzi and Sun Songhe were also talking.
Lin Chuang listened carefully to see how she would break the situation.
"Mr. Sun, it is fate that we meet today. We can travel more in the future. To be honest, my father still has a certain influence in Shanghai's business community. If Mr. Sun is willing to open a cotton cloth factory in Shanghai, my father will definitely be able to help.
"Nakano Yunzi has not learned anything else, but he can master the art of telling nonsense as soon as he learns it.
"Thank you. Mr. Li, Axia's adoptive father, has promised to help. Besides, I have no plans to start a business yet. I want to play with Axia for a few more years while I am young, and then start a business. Otherwise, if I get busy in the future, I will miss the good time.
." Sun Songhe also declined.
"It's just that I was abrupt." Nakano Yunzi said.
"No, no, no, Sun is very grateful to Miss Lou. What I just said is indeed my true thought. I don't dare to deceive."
"To be honest, I feel very close to Mr. Sun and Miss Bai. They are extraordinary and far better than those hypocritical people. I want to organize a dance someday and invite young talents from Shanghai's cultural and business circles.
Participate, I wonder if Mr. Sun and Miss Bai can enjoy the honor?" Nakano Yunzi asked.
"Really? That's great, I'm willing to attend the dance. Mr. Lin, how about singing that song again then? By the way, what's the name of that song?"
Before Sun Songhe could speak, Bai Lingxia expressed her attitude first.
"I haven't chosen a name yet. Well, let's call it "The Most Beautiful", because in my heart, Xiaoyi is the most beautiful, even more beautiful than a rose." Lin Chuang gave Nakano Yunzi a "affectionate" look.
Nakano Yunzi moved closer to Lin Chuang in cooperation, and also gave him an "affectionate" look in return.
"That's great." Nakano Yunzi glanced at Bai Lingxia and thought to herself: "Are you willing to attend the dance? You are probably going for someone, right?"
"However, if possible, please bring a few more female partners who can dance. If there are too few female partners, my husband will be embarrassed." Yunzi Nakano continued.
"Of course. Alas, if something hadn't happened to A-Zhen, we could have invited her to go with us." Bai Lingxia's expression dimmed and she sighed.
"Who is A-Zhen? What happened?" Fairy Shigong interrupted at the right time and asked.
"The dancing girl Hua Mudan, her real name is Xue Yuzhen. Well, the yard on the left is her home. Something happened and she was shot to death. Alas!" Bai Lingxia said.
Nakano Yunzi successfully brought the topic to Hua Mudan, and of course she would not miss it. While secretly observing Sun Songhe's reaction, she deepened the topic: "I haven't heard of it. Who would beat a dancer to death? To be jealous?"
"I don't know. I heard from my godfather that the murderer killed Deputy Mayor Zhu Yuewen and beat her to death as well. She was brought there by the murderer, probably to silence her," Bai Lingxia said.
Sun Songhe didn't have any special reaction, he just said in a low voice: "She and Axia are close friends, and they often come over to have dinner together. Alas, beauties are so miserable."
"Best friend? How sad are you that your best friend died without seeing White Rose? It can be seen that best friends do not necessarily wish each other well. How ironic!" Lin Chuang thought to himself as he looked at Bai Lingxia, who looked happy just now.
"Azhen is a good person. She has the same temper as me, but she loves money too much. As long as a man gives her money, she will sleep with him without being picky. It's really hard to explain why she has fallen into this situation.
What's good?" Bai Lingxia said.
"Why is it so quiet? I didn't bother you, did I?" Lin Chuangchong asked, pouting at Hua Mudan's residence.
"It has been quiet for a while. People from the Secret Service have already searched her house. My brother brought people here. He doesn't dare to come to my house to disturb me. He is afraid of me." Bai Lingxia said.
"Your brother?"
"Oh, it's Wu Sibao, the captain of the operations team of the Secret Service. He did it, not his brother."
"No wonder. If it were anyone else, and you and Hua Mudan are so good, they would definitely come to interrogate you." Nakano Yunzi said.
"Well, except for the day before yesterday, when she didn't come, she comes to play with me almost every day. If my brother hadn't led the team, she would definitely come and ask. I'm not worried about anything, but it's too uncomfortable to be questioned. I can't bear it.
Kind of a scene." Bai Lingxia said.
When Bai Lingxia said these words, Lin Chuang paid attention to Sun Songhe's reaction and found that he was very calm and a little sad.
"Axia, don't talk about these unlucky things. Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin are guests." Sun Songhe said angrily.
"Yes, yes, yes, look at me, I always talk about this kind of thing with gusto and vulgarity."