In the hall, Han Jie sat on a sofa in a daze. For him, a rich second generation, he was purely a friendly actor. He was not very familiar with Jiang Xiaoqiao and was not a policeman. He looked around boredly, talking to Xue Let’s chat for a few days.
In comparison, the atmosphere between Xue Yu, Han Jun and Xue Qian is relatively heavy.
Han Jun was a smoker, and he had smoked four or five cigarettes at this moment. The ground was full of cigarette butts, and Xue Yu was anxiously walking back and forth on the ground.
"Chen Zhe is coming out," Xue Qian stood up from the sofa and asked Chen Zhe.
Chen Zhe nodded: "Do you have anything to say to me?"
Han Jun threw down the cigarette and kicked his feet a few times: "I've told the bureau, but the leader asked me to keep quiet and find out what happened first. But last time, I thought Wang Xing was dead and the celebration banquet was held. It will probably be suppressed,"
Chen Zhe understood that mainland officials always reported good news but not bad news. The news had already announced that Wang Xing had been killed nationwide. At this time, someone discovered that Wang Xing was not dead and was reported. How embarrassing it would be.
As soon as this incident came out, how and why he was killed at that time, and why he was not killed, there will be a series of accountability, and it is estimated that many people will bear this responsibility.
Therefore, if you take the initiative to reveal that Wang Xing is not dead, you will be punished. If you cover up the matter and kill Wang Xing secretly, the credit will still be yours.
Today's matter is not a police action, but an individual behavior.
"Brother-in-law, thanks to you today," Xue Yu patted Chen Zhe on the shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, there was another unexpected hug.
The more Xue Yu looked at Chen Zhe, the more he liked him. Today, thanks to Wang Xing who he found first, if it weren't for Chen Zhe, they might all be there today.
What a good candidate to be a brother-in-law.
But my younger sister is so unsatisfactory. Why does she blush when she sees Chen Zhe? Didn't you see that there are more than one beauties around Chen Zhe, and they are even more beautiful than the others? You must hurry up.
Xue Yu planned to go back and have a good talk with Xue Qian this time. In addition to discussing how to deal with Wang Xing, he also wanted to formulate a specific plan on how to "get" Chen Zhe.
"We will check whether Wang Xing went back to the entertainment city or something else when we get back. Please settle the injured girl first and notify her family," Han Jun said a few words and said goodbye to Chen Zhe.
Xue Yu also walked out and whispered to Chen Zhe: "We will be in contact by phone these days. We will tell you the clues about Wang Xing. You tell me the situation of the injured girl."
Chen Zhe nodded. Xue Qian looked at Chen Zhe for a few times, blushed, lowered her head and followed her brother out.
Xue Qian is a child who is too shy. Wouldn't it be nice for the two of us to talk about mate selection?
He planned to tell Wu Cunyi about Jiang Xiaoqiao first and see what he said. He didn't have Wu Cunyi's phone number, but his class teacher Zhang Qing was a student of Principal Wu, so he would definitely have it.
I took out the phone and found Zhang Qing's phone number and dialed it. It rang for a full twenty seconds before the other party answered.
"Chen Zhe, what do you want to see me for so late?" Zhang Qing was probably sleeping, even her voice sounded a little lazy.
Chen Zhe fantasized about Teacher Zhang Qing wearing a pajamas with no underwear underneath and two points protruding from her chest.
"Teacher Zhang, do you have Principal Wu's phone number? I have an urgent matter with him. His granddaughter Jiang Xiaoqiao is in danger and is unconscious," Chen Zhe said urgently and with a serious expression.
"Um,"
Zhang Qing's volume suddenly increased by a few decibels, and his laziness disappeared immediately. Chen Zhe heard a rustling sound from the phone. It seemed that Zhang Qing got up from the bed and turned on the bedside lamp: "Please pay attention." Tell me what happened,"
Khan, how can I explain this clearly?
If Chen Zhe said that there is a cultivator, that is, the murderer of the serial murder case of young girls that was very popular a few days ago, in fact he is a cultivator with a sinister magic weapon, and used the magic weapon to suck away Jiang Xiaoqiao's soul, but there is Half of it remains in her body...
It is estimated that after saying this, Zhang Qing would have to reprimand him for being crazy.
"Ah... Teacher Zhang, Jiang Xiaoqiao met a bad guy and was rescued by me, but she was still unconscious. I want to find her family. Isn't Principal Wu her grandfather?"
"Well...that's it, Chen Zhe, Principal Wu flew to Beijing this morning. It is said that the head of the central government came to talk to him about old times. He didn't even bring his mobile phone." Zhang Qing stood up and walked around on the ground barefoot a few times. I also started to get anxious.
"What should I do? Is there any other contact information?" Chen Zhe asked.
There was a hint of embarrassment in Zhang Qing's tone: "Principal Wu is very strange. He doesn't use the Internet and doesn't care about making phone calls. If it wasn't for the convenience of finding him, he wouldn't be willing to take the phone. His relatives are all abroad... so we have to wait. He's back,"
This old man is really weird.
"Okay, Teacher Zhang, you try to contact Principal Wu first. I'll see if Jiang Xiaoqiao has any contact information for his relatives."
"OK,"
After Chen Zhe finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
This is a big deal... I have never seen Jiang Xiaoqiao have any relatives, brothers, brothers-in-law, etc., and Wu Cunyi is the same. It seems that they are really related by blood.
There is a red bag on the table, which seems to belong to Jiang Xiaoqiao. The trademark is VERSACE, which is from Versace. It is in line with Jiang Xiaoqiao's consistent style.
Chen Zhe picked up the bag, opened it, and took out the items one by one.
Chen Zhe didn't recognize a Lanco mascara, a Chanel perfume, or a Clarins face cream, but he knew that Jiang Xiaoqiao's style seemed to be inexpensive and unnecessary, and there was also a sanitary napkin... Sweat.
The last compact iPhone is not the common 4S on the market, it seems to be specially designed.
Chen Zhe took it out and looked through Jiang Xiaoqiao's phone numbers.
After checking it several times, it seemed that her mobile phone was not used very much. There were very few outgoing calls and very few received calls. There were only three or four phone calls in the communication record. Two of them had no notes at all. They were in the business card folder. There are only two names in it, one is "little brother" and the other is "damn".
Little brother...damn...seems a little unlucky
It turned out that she only saved the phone numbers of two people, one of them being herself. Chen Zhe was moved and felt a little flattered. It turned out that he still had a certain status in Jiang Xiaoqiao's heart.
This "damn" should be Jiang Xiaoqiao's relative.
Chen Zhe suddenly remembered the day he saw the "young master" as the middle-aged man got on the Bentley. He didn't see his face at all. According to him, his relationship with Jiang Xiaoqiao was much closer than his own.
It seems that it should be her male friend...or boyfriend, or even "fiancé".
Thinking about this, Chen Zhe suddenly felt uncomfortable. He felt sad when he thought that Jiang Xiaoqiao had a man who was closer to him than him.
Could it be that young master?
Chen Zhe hesitated for a moment, but finally dialed the number. Someone on the other side quickly answered the call. Chen Zhe only heard the pleasant voice of a woman on the other side saying "HI", followed by a lot of birdsong.
Damn, I don’t understand.
"Excuse me, can you speak Chinese," Chen Zhe asked.
I didn't have much hope at first, but the woman quickly switched to Chinese. Although the pronunciation was a bit awkward, it was still smooth: "Who are you from Miss Jiang? How come you have her phone number?"
It turned out that he was a foreigner, he spoke Chinese well, and his tone was gentle, so he was quite polite.
"I am her friend, are you her relative," Chen Zhe asked.
"Oh, it turns out that I am Miss Jiang's friend. I am his father's personal assistant. What can I do for you?"
Although the woman concealed it well, Chen Zhe detected a hint of surprise in her words. Is it strange that Jiang Xiaoqiao has friends?
"That's it..."
Chen Zhe hesitated for a moment, thought about his words, and finally said: "Jiang Xiaoqiao is in danger. Now that she is here, I hope to notify her father."
"What, please wait a moment,"
When Chen Zhe said this, the woman's calm tone suddenly collapsed. Chen Zhe even heard the sound of the woman rushing out of the house and slamming the door, and the woman also whispered:
"Adisaster"
Uh...what did she mean by that sentence?
After waiting for five minutes, Chen Zhe heard a voice from the phone: "Hello, I am Jiang Shaohong, Jiang Xiaoqiao's father."
The voice was deep and magnetic, full of masculine charm. Chen Zhe unconsciously sketched the appearance of a middle-aged man based on Jiang Xiaoqiao.
"Hello, I am Jiang Xiaoqiao's friend," Chen Zhe said.
Just when he was about to tell Jiang Shaohong what happened, Jiang Shaohong on the other side had already spoken: "Give me your address and I will send someone to pick her up."
Uh...he didn't ask anything.
Chen Zhe felt strange. Jiang Xiaoqiao's father didn't seem to be anxious or sad at all.
Could it be that on Jiang Xiaoqiao's cell phone, the note in his business card holder says: Damn.
Thinking of this, Chen Zhe had no good impressions of Jiang Xiaoqiao's father. He sighed: "I am in Room XXX, Building X, Unit X, Building X, Jiangcheng University Community,"
"OK,"
Toot toot…
The call has been hung up, and it is not known whether Jiang Xiaoqiao's father is in a hurry or if he doesn't bother to talk to Chen Zhe at all.
What the hell kind of father is this?
Chen Zhe began to defend Jiang Xiaoqiao.
At this time, the bedroom door opened, and Shen Rongrong helped Qin Xin walk out. The little girl wiped her face in vain. She had exhausted all her energy and didn't have much left. She would probably have to overdraw this time. .
"I've already had a blood test for Sister Xiao Qiao," Qin Xin raised her little face and looked at Chen Zhe.
Chen Zhe walked up to the little girl and stretched out his head to look at her butt. Qin Xin immediately turned around and covered her back: "What are you doing?"
"Is your wound okay? I'll give you some medicine."
"Fuck you,"
Qin Xin glared at him, took Shen Rongrong's hand and said with a smile: "Sister Rongrong, it's so late, how about you stay with us, we can sleep on the same bed," Qin Xin took Shen Rongrong's hand and said earnestly Look at her.
Shen Rongrong hesitated and glanced at Chen Zhe: "Well..."