In the morning, Shen Rongrong had already cooked a meal and was waiting for Chen Zhe. Chen Zhe asked casually: "Where is Qin Xin."
"Still sleeping. We talked until very late last night." Shen Rongrong pursed her lips and smiled. Speaking of Qin Xin, she always showed a bit of pampering and concern from a sister to her sister.
"Still lying in bed." Chen Zhe raised his eyebrows and stood up immediately: "How can this be done?"
Shen Rongrong smiled slightly. She took a bowl and served Chen Zhe a bowl of porridge. She carefully peeled a boiled egg and put it on the plate. Chen Zhe picked up the porridge and took two sips first. Then he walked directly into Shen Rong Rong's room. Sure enough, Qin Xin was sleeping soundly with her butt stuck out.
The quilt was turned sideways, not even covering the buttocks. Two snow-white feet were exposed. The upper body was even more exaggerated. The whole head went directly under the pillow. This was not sleeping at all. It was simply dancing.
I’ve seen people who sleep dishonestly. I’ve never seen anyone so dishonest. Are they also practitioners?
Chen Zhe came over and took away the pillow with a smirk. He pinched her nose gently. Qin Xin reached out in confusion and waved. She pushed Chen Zhe's arm without pushing.
"Get up." Chen Zhe pinched her butt gently.
Qin Xin took a few breaths and opened her sleepy eyes: "It's annoying. Don't bother me."
She changed positions and continued to sleep.
Chen Zhe had no choice but to insert one hand from the hem of her blouse to the soft part of her chest. He gently pressed it and squeezed it a few times. Qin Xin twisted a few times unnaturally and said with a puff: "If you touch me again, I will bite you to death."
Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Chen Zhe became more aggressive. He simply pinched her chest a little and gently twisted it a few times. The little girl's breathing suddenly became rapid. He pinched his hand hard through her clothes: " Are you looking for death?"
"If she doesn't get up, I'll use the tickling technique." Chen Zhe reached out to her armpits and scratched her a few times. Qin Xin immediately kicked her over with wide eyes.
Chen Zhe lowered his head to avoid it: "Oh, you still dare to resist."
Qin Xin used more strength. Qin Xin immediately started laughing non-stop. She huddled up and couldn't breathe: "I don't dare. I don't dare. I'll get up right away, okay."
This kind of playfulness made Chen Zhe feel particularly warm. He pulled Qin Xin up and said, "I'm going to class. Why don't you get up."
Qin Xin shook his head: "Let me sleep a little longer. Just for a while."
There was still a while. It looked like class was about to begin. Chen Zhe saw her eyelids twitching and walked back to the hall helplessly. Shen Rongrong looked at him with a smile on her face: "I didn't scream."
"You can eat and sleep. Just like a pig." Chen Zhe sat on the bed dissatisfied. He grabbed a bun and took a bite...
After dinner, when she and Shen Rongrong went out, Qin Xin was still lying on the bed and refused to get up. Shen Rongrong had no choice but to put the food in the pot to keep it warm and explained to her. Qin Xin closed her eyes and nodded: "Yeah, I am. I know, Sister Rongrong...you go to class quickly. I'll go to dinner later..."
He and Shen Rongrong went out. As soon as they left the community, they saw an Audi A6L drive in. It had a provincial license plate and a small number. It seemed to be of a high level. Two police cars followed cautiously behind.
Chen Zhe frowned and glanced at it. It seemed to have nothing to do with him.
Unexpectedly, these cars stopped in front of him and almost hit someone.
The rear door of the leading Audi car opened. A well-dressed old lady got out. She had a thin face and a stern expression. Two young people immediately followed beside her, both wearing conservative casual clothes: "Old man, slow down, slow down."
The old lady threw away the person next to her and shouted at Chen Zhe's back: "Your name is Chen Zhe. Stop right here."
Chen Zhe frowned and ignored her. He felt that the old lady was overbearing and felt unhappy. He pulled Shen Rongrong and whispered, "I guess she's here to cause trouble."
Seeing that Chen Zhe was ignoring her, the old lady coughed a few times with a pale face. The secretary who was following her immediately helped her pat her back gently: "Old chief, don't be angry. You don't have to be as knowledgeable as that kind of person."
The secretary waved his hand. Two men in uniforms immediately came over and said, "Your name is Chen Zhe. You are involved in a case of intentional homicide. Come with us."
"Who did I kill?" Chen Zhe asked with a frown.
The two men in uniform looked at him coldly: "You will know when you get there. You will understand what you have done. The French Open is sparse and not exposed."
"Arrest warrant. Your identity documents. You were kidnapped." Chen Zhe stood still. A light flashed in his eyes, piercing the other person's pupils.
The two men in uniform felt their eyes stinging. They couldn't help but take a step back. Both of them put their hands on the weapons on their waists: "We don't need those things. Also, I advise you to be good. If you resist arrest, we can shot."
"Bring out your identity documents and arrest warrant. Otherwise, I won't go with you." Chen Zhe took a step forward and looked into each other's eyes without hesitation. Shen Rongrong's face was slightly red, and her hands were soft. Caught it.
The two men in uniform were suppressed by Chen Zhe's momentum and could not move.
"Why don't you take action? My husband is dead, so my words won't work." The old lady took a few steps and walked to Chen Zhe.
Chen Zhe smiled: "They won't do anything. At least give a reason. Show your identity."
"You don't know me. When my man wore a military uniform and conquered the world, you weren't even born yet. Who gave you the comfortable life that ordinary people like you are living? We, the old Han family, didn't earn it by throwing our lives and blood. Now Okay. Burning bridges across rivers. Even the grandson of an old hero is killed when told. The organization doesn’t care. My old lady doesn’t want to live either.”
The old lady burst into tears and her eyes were red. She suddenly stretched out her hands to grab Chen Zhe's neck: "Okay. You don't dare to make a move. I'll come here."
Chen Zhe frowned and took a few steps back. He looked at her again and said, "You are a member of Han Cheng's family. I did not kill your grandson."
"If it's not you, who else? Give my grandson his life." The old lady was calm and decent just now. Now she went crazy and rushed over to take action.
This old lady is Han Cheng's grandmother. There was more than one grandfather who doted on Han Cheng back then. If Han Cheng's grandfather was harsh to him back then, this old lady only doted on him. In her eyes, Han Cheng was A well-behaved and smart child cannot possibly do those bad things. He must have been harmed by someone.
And the enemy who harmed him is right in front of him.
The provincial leaders refused to redress her grievance, so she brought her husband's old subordinates over. As a result, these old subordinates did not dare to move, so she came alone.
Chen Zhe sighed. No wonder Han Cheng's character is so narrow-minded. He can't bear any loss and treats other people's lives as child's play. It turns out that the root cause is here.
He smiled: "If you are Hancheng's grandma, then I have to say something. He died so cheaply."
Pulling Shen Rongrong, Chen Zhe turned and left.
"Nonsense. Xiaocheng is a filial and good boy. I'll kill you." The old lady grabbed a gun from the hands of the person next to her like crazy. As soon as she raised her head, Chen Zhe's shadow was long gone.
Chen Zhe took Shen Rongrong and ran away long ago.
The secretary next to him hurriedly grabbed the old man: "Don't be impulsive. Today... is the day of the funeral in this small town. You must go to this occasion."
"Well. Then I'll let this little brat go first." The old lady almost broke her teeth.
Shen Rongrong gritted her teeth gently: "Han Cheng is not the only one who deserves to die. His family members all have problems. Her grandson's life is life. Those who were killed by him are not."
"In the eyes of his elders, of course. Didn't you see that she doesn't believe the bad things Han Cheng did? That means Han Cheng has a strong back. Otherwise, he would have died long ago." Chen Zhe smiled slightly: "It seems that Old Han As expected, my family didn’t let me go. Then I don’t have to be polite.”
As he walked, he made several phone calls.
The person who received the call may have burst into tears or was filled with righteous indignation. Chen Zhe finally put down the phone and sighed softly: "You want to take my life away from Hancheng. My life is worthless. But to my family It’s precious.”
A fleet of luxury cars decorated with white flowers drove past.
An imported car of one color. In front is a Rolls-Royce Phantom with a photo of Han Cheng's handsome face during his lifetime. Behind him is a Bentley. A black Cayenne of one color. A black BMW X6. Audi Q7. The worst car is not among the hundred. Less than 10,000.
There are several hundred vehicles in the fleet. Among them are provincial and municipal weight leaders. During this period, frugality is advocated. So everyone has switched to lower-profile vehicles. Of course, the prices are not low. This shows respect for the Han family.
Since Han Cheng is dead, the province has no intention of digging deeper. The funeral was held with great pomp and traffic. Traffic control allowed these special convoys to pass. For a time, the traffic in Jiangcheng City was blocked for nearly an hour. I don’t know how many office workers were delayed. How many students were clocked in for being late.
The crematorium was also extremely honored to postpone the remains of other people and held a special cremation ceremony for Han Cheng. Han Cheng's grandmother said that she must let her grandson die cleanly and not mix the ashes of people with low status.
In the crematorium, a car was parked. Many people were doing errands and were in a bad mood. They jumped to their feet and yelled: "Why aren't we allowed in?"
"Save it. The leader's grandson has a funeral..."
Han Cheng's body was smashed into pieces. However, it had been well decorated. It had been put on exquisite makeup and thickly powdered. It was placed in a temporary coffin and surrounded by flowers.
The best host of a certain TV station in the province read out emotionally: "Han Cheng is a kind and outstanding young man. He has maintained a loyal belief in the party and the country since he was a child. Especially..."
Hancheng's grandma burst into tears. From time to time she would smile and face the condolences in front of her.
There were too many people coming. Some knew each other, some did not. In the end, almost no one knew them at all.
Suddenly a middle-aged woman shouted: "He died well. He killed my son..."
"She should have died a long time ago. Poor my daughter..." Another middle-aged man cried bitterly.
There was a crash. Countless people rushed over and shouted in unison: "Han Cheng should have died a long time ago... He deserves to die."
It seemed to be organized. Some victims were holding up photos of people killed by Han Cheng. Some people were yelling and rushing over. Some people rushed to Han Cheng's body and overturned the coffin.
Han Cheng has been too crazy in his life. He has stepped on countless people and offended countless people. Including his family members, there are hundreds of them. At first, he was suppressed and compensated, but the hatred in his heart must be even greater. At this time, they all vented out.
Countless people stepped on it. When the old lady saw that her grandson’s body was dead and trashed, her heart ached...
Not far away, Yao Xue recorded all this with a miniature camera.