He vaguely knew that some Chu Xingyun was anxious about something. It seemed that it was because He Cheng, who went to somewhere without him. It was like the world had evaporated. He had been missing for two days and could not contact him yet.

When he called Chu Xingyun, Chu Xingyun was sitting in a cafe drinking coffee.

"Zhou Shiyang?"

Opposite the cafe is a famous women's clothing store. The passenger flow at noon is very large. Through two glass walls and a road, you can still see the clerks walking around in the store.

Chu Xingyun looked at the girl and wife in the shop opposite, and his eyes pressed under the brim of his hat flashed a few doubts. He whispered Zhou Shiyang's name, as if he wanted to unearth the mystery hidden in this name.

"Well, Jiang Yi can prove that the person who collided with him that night was Zhou Shiyang."

"Didn't mention Qin Xiao?"

"No, he said there was only one person in the car."

As he said that, Fu Yi paused: "Do you still doubt Qin Xiao?"

Chu Xingyun smiled: "I have never believed him, but I didn't expect that all the evidence I found now can prove his innocence."

At 2:00 noon, the shopping guide of the clothing store opposite changed shifts, and a tall and thin girl with long hair came out of the store in a suit and carrying a satchel.

Chu Xingyun raised his hand to call the waiter, took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and threw it on the table, and got up and left without asking for change.

"Now you either find Fang Yu or follow Lu Xia. Since Lu Xia can escape from the hospital, it means that his mind must not be blank."

Chu Xingyun crossed the road and walked on the sidewalk with his shoulders. His eyes passed through the crowd and fell on the tall and slender girl with long hair more than ten meters ahead. He lowered his voice and said, "Maybe he has already remembered it all, it is not impossible."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without giving Fu Yi a chance to speak because the girl got on a bus.

He ran a few steps to follow the bus, walked through the unmanned seat, and walked straight to the back door to get off the bus and stood with the handrail so that the girl sitting in front would stay within his aftermath.

About thirty minutes later, the bus drove across three blocks and stopped at the bus stop in a low-level residential building community, which was also the terminal of the bus.

Chu Xingyun followed the girl out of the car and walked into an old-fashioned residential building with an old-fashioned appearance and mottled walls.

The corridor was dark and humid. Although the plum rain season had not yet arrived, the mold was already very serious.

The girl's high heels made a dull and empty echo on the steps, and she could hear clearly across the two floors.

Chu Xingyun followed her up to the fourth floor with a lighter step. When he heard the sound of opening the door with a key upstairs, he jumped up a few steps and reached out to hold the crack in the door before the girl closed the door.

The girl was startled, and panic appeared on her white and clean face: "What are you doing?"

Chu Xingyun first glanced at the room, then looked at the shoe cabinet at her feet, saw a pair of men's slippers, and did not find any other shoes that had been replaced. Therefore, she was the only one in the room for the time being.

"Zheng Xihe asked me to come to you."

Chu Xingyun opened the door from outside with a little force, broke in without saying a word, and then closed the door.

When he heard Zheng Xihe's name, the panic on the girl's face was significantly relieved, but she was still vigilant and looked at the man in front of her who looked extremely dangerous with distrust.

Chu Xingyun took off the sunglasses from his face and smiled at her: "You are Song Linlin?"

Song Linlin took a few steps back and nodded.

Chu Xingyun put his sunglasses and stopped wearing his chest pocket and said, "Then Zheng Xihe should ask you to hand over something to me, or remind you to remember to entertain me."

Song Linlin shook her head and said lightly: "He didn't give me anything to you for me to pass it on."

"That's to let you entertain me?"

"He said that someone would come to his house to look for him in the past few days, but he didn't say who it was."

Chu Xingyun smiled: "Yes, it's me."

The girl's vigilance was really bad. She gave up her guard against strange men in a few words and treated her to sit down.

Chu Xingyun sat in the small living room, looking at Song Linlin with a little disgusting feeling as she served him fruit and poured tea.

I thought to myself, this girl looked simple, what could it have to do with that old ghost in Zheng Xihe?

Song Linlin was really simple. After he asked a question, she said tray: "I am his girlfriend."

She moved a small stool and sat next to the coffee table, skillfully cutting an apple with a fruit knife, and said.

Chu Xingyun choked for a moment, couldn't explain what he felt, and said, "He is a wanted suspect in the Public Security Bureau."

Song Linlin raised her eyes, looked at him in a naive way, then lowered her eyes and then peeled the apple, saying, "That's your business."

"Aren't you worried that I'm here to catch him?"

Seeing that the girl was simple in nature, he asked as if she was funny.

Song Linlin said: "It shouldn't be. The friends he made outside didn't know that he had a girlfriend at all. Besides, if you want to arrest him, then arrest him. I know all the things he did, and it should be arrested."

Chu Xingyun thought this girl was really a strange person. She was too carefree and open-minded and contented. At the same time, she was also a rare person who knew the general and understood the truth. She seemed to be a person who could destroy relatives for the sake of justice.

"You know everything?"

Chu Xingyun was determined to blow her up, but the trap she threw was not clever, but she was perfectly trapped.

"Know."

Song Linlin peeled the apples, cut them in half, gave them half for him, and left half for herself. While eating, she said, "I burned the police station archives for a sum of money."

Chu Xingyun: "...burn the archive room?"

Song Linlin nodded: "Well, it happened three years ago, I have always known it."

"What he told you?"

Song Linlin looked in poor health, her voice was very low, her breath was always weak, and she seemed a little tired while eating, so she put half of the apple on the table, straightened her waist and sootheed her heart and lungs to make her breathing smoother, and said softly: "I happened to be hospitalized at that time, and I spent the money on the treatment. At that time, I had completed the discharge procedures. I don't know where he got a sum of money, which was not small, several million. I asked him where the money came from, but I wouldn't be hospitalized without saying that. He knelt in the hospital lobby and begged me. Later, he couldn't persuade me, and to be honest, it was burned out."

The girl's understatement seemed to be chatting about family matters, which made a crime of burning the dead a lot of evil and warm.

"What happened later?"

Chu Xingyun asked.

"All bad things have been done, can I still save them? Later I was hospitalized."

As she said that, she pinched her hands on her slender waist, let out a light breath, and said, "I built a bridge in my heart."

Chu Xingyun couldn't help but glance at her chest, glanced at her twice before remembering something, and she stopped looking at her face, with a complicated expression.

Song Linlin took a moment of slowing down, then picked up the apple and continued to eat it, and said softly: "So don't say bad things about him in front of me. I can't listen to it and I'll get angry. But I can't be angry now, otherwise the bridge will be in vain."

Of course, Chu Xingyun couldn't say anything in front of her, and ate the apple in his hand silently.

It was not until the sound of footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door that he was filled with energy and his eyes were cold.

Song Linlin opened the door and said to the person outside the door: "Your friend is here."

"What friend?"

Zheng Xihe walked into the living room with a big and small pocket, and suddenly froze.

Although he had a premonition that Chu Xingyun would come, when he saw this person, he couldn't help but change his face and felt chilled.

Chu Xingyun sat on the fabric sofa, lowered his head slightly and bite the apple. He glanced at his old friend standing at the door with his own light, threw the apple core into the trash can, took out a tissue, wiped his hands and said, "I, old guy."

Song Linlin, who was like a willow-like body, struggled to carry the things in his hand, so Zheng Xihe put the things he bought into the refrigerator first, then returned to the living room, and sat where Song Linlin had just peeled the apples.

This man used to want to kill him, but almost hit him to death two days ago, and later released him, and now he is sitting opposite him again.

Chu Xingyun felt angry from the bottom of his heart just looking at his face. Fortunately, there was a Song Linlin in this house, otherwise he and Zheng Xihe would not have sat down and faced each other safely.

It can only be said that people are polyhedral, and the environment has a great impact on people and transformation. At this time, Zheng Xihe, who was busy cleaning up the apple skin on the table, was completely different from Zheng Xihe who drove to hit him, and even reached the point of being divided.

"It turns out that the case of those girls three years ago was burned by you."

Chu Xingyun took the lead in breaking the strange silence at this time and asked with a sneer.

Zheng Xihe seemed to have unexpectedly looked up at him: "How do you know?"

Chu Xingyun looked at Song Linlin who was cooking in the kitchen with an expressionless face: "So you were recruited by the Jiang family, and from then on, you will be loyal to them as a cow and a horse to do things for them?"

"Don't say so badly, I've been forced to go all the way and walked to the dark side. Do you think I-"

"I am not interested in your mental journey of gangsters and rebellion. I just want to know whose instructions you were asked to attack me two days ago? The Jiang family? They want to avenge Jiang Zhaonan?"

Zheng Xihe showed disdain and sneered: "Jiang Zhaonan is nothing. He still doesn't even have a grave. I took the ashes out of the crematorium. The Jiang family didn't collect them, so I let me scatter them into the Yinjiang River."

Chu Xingyun seemed to have been stabbed by someone in his heart. He suddenly felt a little heavy and looked at him and asked, "Who is that?"

Zheng Xihe still refused to change his attitude of looking down on him and asked sarcastically: "Which god has you violated this time, do you know what kind of taboo you have committed?"

Chu Xingyun browsed and smiled: "Director Qin?"

"Hey, it's him."

Chu Xingyun stared at his face and was silent for a moment, and the smile on his face gradually faded away: "Then why did you let me go again? And I would suggest that I come to find you?"

Zheng Xihe's expression faded and he buried himself in an indefinite silence.

Chu Xingyun was not in a hurry and picked up an orange from the fruit plate and slowly peeled it.

Song Linlin, who was cutting vegetables in the kitchen, called him and asked him to go over and help. Zheng Xihe peeled a head of garlic, washed his hands and returned to sit opposite Chu Xingyun, and made up some determination. He looked at him sitting upright and said, "I don't want to go to the dark road, I want to turn around, I want to ask for your help."

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Chapter completed!