Then, he stopped in front of Zhou Quliang, and a layer of blood-colored face that had lost its blood was struggling to smile, saying, "You have helped me a lot this time, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Quliang shook his head and smiled as if he was self-deprecating: "Do you know I'm sending someone to follow you?"

Chu Xingyun said: "Of course I know, I have been with me for two or three days. Your anti-reconnaissance ability needs to be strengthened."

He Cheng didn't ask him to say much, and nodded to Zhou Quliang perfunctorily, then helped him into the car and drove to the hospital.

Chapter 100:

The "murder weapon" that appeared in Room 105 was actually a bait. The person who placed the bait even helped them catch their prey, just waiting for the police to take the bait and pull out the scapegoat who was accidentally arrested.

Since Fang Junhai and his wife are not murderers, the "murder weapon" that appeared in Room 105 must have been impure. Perhaps it was because the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole behind him. Fang Junhai and his wife deliberately entered the Shu Palace, but were deliberately packaged as murderers by the oriole. If the "murder weapon" in Room 105 leads to the Fang couple's □□, then the person who points the lead is the person who puts the bait.

Chu Xingyun said: "Manager Zhang, the first person to inform me of the murder weapon was him."

Before dawn broke, Fu Yi suddenly tried to investigate Manager Zhang, the Shu Palace Hotel. As soon as he entered the police station, he was panicked and did not need the police to speak too much. He went to the interrogation room and began to know everything.

The desk lamp at the corner of the table was not turned off all night. At this time, the white light melted into the colorless sunlight, and a feeling of pale and powerlessness was created in the closed and depressing atmosphere of the interrogation room.

Fu Yi placed a few paintings painted on white paper in front of him, supporting his forehead, and hanging his eyes and falling into deep thought.

Manager Zhang, who was sitting in the interrogation room, covered his head as if he was hysterical, and kept saying the few words hanging on his lips.

"I didn't kill anyone."

"It's not my business."

"I charged 200,000 yuan."

"I didn't move a penny of the money, you can take it away."

When he was almost vomiting himself, Fu Yi finally raised his head from several paintings, with bloodshots in his eyes that had not been sleeping all night, and his voice was hoarse and exhausted, and asked for the last time: "Who is the person who gave you money?"

Manager Zhang was stayed up by him for the middle of the night, and his spirit was almost dazed. He looked like a machine that was touched by a program and said numbly: "I really don't know. I didn't kill anyone, it's not my business. I just collected 200,000 yuan. I didn't move a penny. You can take it away..."

Fu Yi tried to examine him from the early morning to the dawn, and he made him feel mentally broken. So he ended the interrogation and sent two people to go home with him to get the money.

Manager Zhang used money to do things, and was instigated to use his power to put the "murder weapon" into Room 105. His intention was already very obvious. He framed Fang Junhai and his wife, disguised them as murderers, and was charged with killing Zhou Shiyang.

Although he did not ask who the pusher behind Manager Zhang was, Fu Yi knew very well that there was no one else except Qin Xiao.

It's very simple. Only Qin Xiao was suspected before, and Chu Xingyun has been actively looking for evidence to convict Qin Xiao. Perhaps Fang Junhai and his wife were trapped in Wuwu, which was the trap and trick he played with. If Yang Kaitai hadn't insisted that he would be the murderer, if there was no Shu Palace, Qin Xiao's plan would have been successful.

But these are just speculations. They have not obtained any evidence that they can invite Qin Xiao to the police station again.

Fu Yi came out of the interrogation room and went to the bathroom to wash his face, then pinched his glasses and returned to the office, and took out the dust-laden gun from the drawer on the bottom floor of the filing cabinet again. The six bullets inside were loaded last time.

Suddenly, he felt ridiculous, laughing at his vigilance awareness getting worse and worse. He always remembered to protect himself when Chu Xingyun was threatened by his life. He also laughed at Chu Xingyun's life journey, but he was able to escape from the tiger's mouth again and again. I really don't know if he is a lucky person who has his own appearance or his life is too cheap. God will not accept it.

Perhaps they are all a bad life, so those who step on their heads will do whatever they want.

Fu Yi didn't have a good gun, put a few pictures into a file bag, then walked out of the office and went straight to the police office, stood at the door and knocked on the door: "Sanyang."

Qiao Shishi stood up from behind a computer, pointed to Yang Kaitai who was sleeping on the table and asked softly, "Do you want me to call him?"

Fu Yi looked at Yang Kaitai's thick black hair that was buried in his arms, and a very light smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and said, "No need, let him sleep."

Then he instructed Qiao Shishi: "You lead two field teams to investigate all the car accidents that occurred in Yinjiang City on September 1st. The list of vehicle maintenance summary from the first to yesterday was on my desk. To check all vehicles with damage to the front of the car, you must find out the person who collided with Zhou Shiyang."

Qiao Shishi replied: "Okay, I'll set off right away."

After walking out of the police station building, Fu Yi drove to Jiuli Jinting.

Last night, Chu Xingyun went to the hospital for medical treatment. His injury was not serious. A wide palm was opened on his calf. After more than a dozen stitches, he planned to take him home. He Cheng insisted on taking him home, and he said domineeringly and arrogantly: "Do you go? If you don't go, I will carry you away."

Chu Xingyun is a shameful person. If he was really carried on his back and took him away, he would have a premonition that he would not be safe in his later years, so he honestly returned to Jiuli Jinting with him.

The injury to his legs was not very serious. It was injured in the calf muscle group, and it did not hurt the bones, nor did it cause walking obstacles. What mattered was that his ankle, his left foot sprained once when he jumped into the aquarium. He almost dislocated at that time, and now he finally lived up to expectations. The doctor helped him get the bones and told him not to exercise vigorously. However, this doctor's advice was equivalent to farting in his ears. What the police did was to do was to walk and run around, and not to exercise vigorously? Then don't do anything.

As soon as he entered the door, he almost stepped on Daman, who was squatting at the door, to death.

Now he was not very flexible. He held his left foot and placed his center of gravity on his right leg. The right leg he lifted out was about to fall on Daman's head, and then quickly shifted the center of gravity to his left foot.

As soon as he ate his left foot, his body immediately lost balance and fell to the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall. His waist was firmly hit on the edge of the shoe cabinet. His face turned pale and he almost cursed a swear word.

He Cheng frowned, and looked at him gritting his teeth and hurting, and wanted to say something. He held back, hugged his waist and helped him into the living room, and said to him: "Don't move around, I'll get you a set of clothes to change your clothes."

Chu Xingyun glanced at his back who was going upstairs, held the wall and touched the bathroom, took off his T-shirt and coat, turned on the faucet of the bathroom, and wiped his body very quickly in front of the mirror.

He Cheng came back with his clothes and saw that he was standing in front of the bathroom to wash his hair.

He Cheng's eyes twitched, and he wanted to throw the set of clothes in his hand on the ground. He felt that sooner or later he would be pissed to death by Chu Xingyun.

Chu Xingyun, who was as strong and casual as a wild grass, glanced at He Cheng who was standing in the living room staring at him, and shouted: "Clothes."

He Cheng walked over with his clothes, leaned against the bathroom door, hugged his arms and said coldly: "Didn't I ask you to wait for me?"

Chu Xingyun cleaned the foam on his head, pulled a towel from the shelf and wiped his hair. He looked at the handsome face covered with clouds in the mirror in front of him, and asked with a smile: "Wait for you to take a shower for me?"

He Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "No?"

"Okay, of course, you can wash with me."

Chu Xingyun's eyes, which were hidden behind the towel, swept gently on He Cheng's face like a feather, and said in a deep laugh: "But I'm inconvenient now. Even if I really squeezed into a bathhouse with you, I can't make any splashes. I'd better not make any splashes. I'd better."

He knew he was just flirting with him, but He Cheng was easily moved by him, or his self-control in front of Chu Xingyun has always been weak. In fact, Chu Xingyun didn't need to do anything at all. Just hook his fingers and his soul flew away.

"That's what you said, I remember."

He Chengdao.

Chu Xingyun took the clothes out of his hand and said helplessly before entering the bathroom: "You really praise me and don't let a word fall to the ground."

Soon, he changed his clothes and came out. He looked around to strive for self-improvement and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He sat down on a single sofa where He Cheng often sat, took out the new mobile phone that He Cheng bought for him on the way back from the mobile phone box, and relied on his memory to enter several numbers he often contacted.

As he lost, he suddenly raised his head and looked at He Cheng and asked, "What is your mobile phone number?"

He Cheng was standing in front of the refrigerator to collect ingredients. He looked at him coldly and said, "Don't you remember?"

"Then I can't remember them all."

He Cheng walked over a few steps, took his cell phone away, opened the address book and saw three numbers listed in it, namely He Ying, Fu Yi, and Qiao Shishi.

Unexpectedly, he was not as good as Qiao Shishi in Chu Xingyun's heart. He Cheng looked at these three names, his face was cold and his eyes were filled with sparks.

Seeing that his face was not very good, Chu Xingyun raised his hand and snatched his phone back and said, "I remember it, I'm going back to cook."

He Cheng took out his cell phone from his pocket and threw it into his arms, and said coldly: "If you remember everyone's cell phone numbers, you won't remember mine. You can do it."

Chu Xingyun said helplessly: "You are still in your 20s this year, so why are you always competing like a child?"

He Cheng glanced at him and refused to admit: "What am I better than?"

Seeing his unreasonable appearance of beating, not punishing, killing, or burying, and doing it, but disdaining to admit it, Chu Xingyun thought it was cute, and even more funny, and he said, "You are less than you? Who is more tacit with Fu Yi? Are you the one who talks with me for the longest time in one day with Qiao Shishi? Are you the one who talks with me for Yang Kaitai--"

"Slow down."

He Cheng suddenly interrupted him, and finally picked him up as if he was so thorny. He smiled leisurely and asked, "What are I comparing with Yang Kaitai?"

Chu Xingyun said slowly, "Yes, you have never compared him, but you always say in my ear that I taught him when he was twenty-one or two years old, and you only taught Xiao Shu when you were twenty-one or two years old, aren't you?"

He Cheng heard this and said with confidence: "Are you wrong? When I first started working, you just didn't stay by my side and didn't teach me anything!"

Chu Xingyun was so upset by him: "The job types are different, young master! If you are a policeman, I will definitely accompany you to teach you every day. What can I teach you when you do business?"

Although what he said made some sense, He Cheng was stubborn and refused to change his opinion. He snorted and said, "I am also a policeman? I will go to the police academy like you. I will leave for five or six years?"

When he said this, Chu Xingyun didn't dare to argue anything. He silently opened his mobile phone to check the number of the phone and then saved it in the address book. As soon as he saved it, he heard He Cheng standing behind the kitchen counter and asked with a smile: "What are the notes you gave me?"

What is it? Of course it is ‘He Cheng’.

However, Chu Xingyun's ability to speak nonsense has long been mastered. Although he didn't know what answer He Cheng wanted to hear from him, he could give an impeccable answer.

Chu Xingyun raised his chin to him and said with a smile: "Baby."

His baby screamed softly and softly, and He Cheng's ears numb and his face turned red.

Chu Xingyun seemed to have not seen it, coaxed him and lowered his head to fiddle with his cell phone, dialing out a line of numbers engraved in his mind.

Last night, Zheng Xihe stuffed the key of the handcuffs into his hands, and when he pushed him into the water, he said a name in his ear - Song Linlin.

And now the number he dialed out is a string of numbers written on the inside of the handcuffs.

The phone soon opened and a young girl's voice came from the phone.

"Hello?"

Chu Xingyun glanced at He Cheng who was cutting bread in the kitchen, turned his head quietly to look at the rising sun outside the window, and lowered his voice and said, "Hello, Ms. Song Linlin?"

The girl did not have any warning and said, "Yes, who are you?"

Chu Xingyun said: "I am a courier deliveryman in the same city. There is your courier here, but the address is written incorrectly. Give me an accurate address and I will deliver it to you in the afternoon."

Song Linlin still did not raise any doubts and quickly gave him an address.

After Chu Xingyun hung up, he closed his eyebrows and fell into deep thought.

Zheng Xihe did let him go last night, but he was not sure whether Zheng Xihe was sincerely "cooperating" with him. The person Zheng Xihe wanted to entrust him to protect was a bait that led him to take the bait. He was not sure yet.

Two minutes later, he called the technical team office to look for Gao Yuannan, but was told that Gao Yuannan had asked for leave. He had no time to think about it carefully and casually asked someone to investigate Song Linlin.

After calling two phone calls, He Cheng also baked the bread, coated it with jam and delivered it to him.

Chu Xingyun didn't like eating these dry and sweet things, but He Cheng gave him some jam toast, which was a treatment that even the old man of the He family didn't have. So he didn't say anything, and took a bite with great appreciation, almost getting sweetened by the mouth of jam.
To be continued...