The house where Qian Feichi lives is very elegant.
And it’s a big deal.
Even when the chief of the Detective Section of the Chongqing Police Department came, he still waited outside for almost twenty minutes before being invited in.
"Congressman Qian."
As soon as he entered the living room, Wan Daqing greeted him politely.
"This is unreasonable. How did you policemen become police officers?"
Unexpectedly, Qian Feichi opened his mouth and cursed as soon as they met: "How important is Chongqing, the capital? In the capital, a congressman was actually assassinated in the street. If word spread, it is a laughing stock!"
Wan Daqing smiled and said, "We are already doing our best to solve the case."
"Try your best to solve the case? What case did you try your best to solve?" Qian Feichi didn't want to let it go at all: "Where is the murderer? Has the murderer been caught?"
"Not yet."
"Where's the clue?"
"Still looking."
"That means there is no progress!" Qian Feichi said without giving any face: "If you don't solve the case, why do you come to me?"
"Congressman Qian, in order to solve the case as soon as possible, we have some questions to ask you."
Qian Feichi glanced at the speaker: "Who is this person?"
"Ah, it's Cai Xuefeng, the captain of our Criminal Investigation Team." Wan Daqing hurriedly introduced "Cai Xuefeng" Meng Shaoyuan.
"What's the question? Ask it quickly." Qian Feichi said impatiently: "I'm very busy and have a meeting in the afternoon. I don't have time to waste time here with you!"
Meng Shaoyuan didn't care either: "Congressman Qian, I heard that you didn't originally take that path?"
"That's right." On this point, Qian Feichi did not hide anything: "I went to buy clothes for my daughter, so I changed the route temporarily."
As he spoke, he took a sip of tea.
"Congressman Qian really loves his daughter. I wonder how old Qian Jin is?"
Meng Shaoyuan observed while talking.
Qian Feichi put down the tea cup and closed the lid: "It's five years old."
"Ah, only five years old?"
As soon as Meng Shaoyuan said it, Wan Daqing on the side coughed.
There are some things that Director Meng doesn’t understand.
Qian Feichi is thirty-nine years old this year. He once had a son who lost his footing and fell into the water when he was six years old.
For some reason, Qian Feichi never gave birth to another child.
His current daughter was also adopted from his brother two years ago.
His son's tragedy was also his heartbreak.
Qian Feichi put his hand on the lid of the tea bowl and moved the lid with an angry look on his face:
"Captain Cai, my five-year-old daughter has something to do with this case?"
"No, no, it's just an extra sentence."
Meng Shaoyuan seemed to be explaining: "If there is anything that offends Congressman Qian, please don't take it to heart."
Really talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
An old woman came in with a little girl: "Master, I'm back from piano lessons with the young lady."
Before Qian Feichi finished speaking, Meng Shaoyuan on the side said: "What a beautiful child. Is this Ling Qianjin?"
Qian Feichi reluctantly snorted.
"Hello, my name is Meng Shaoyuan."
Meng Shaoyuan actually said hello to a five-year-old girl and then extended his hand.
The little girl's tutor looked very sternly, first looking at her father, and then timidly stretched out her hand.
The two shook hands briefly, and Qian Feichi said: "Take the lady back to the room to rest for ten minutes, and then teach English."
The old woman quickly took the little girl away.
"The congressman's daughter is just extraordinary." Meng Shaoyuan gave a thumbs up: "By the way, I brought a small gift today for your daughter to enjoy."
"No need." Qian Feichi said coldly, "We never accept gifts from others."
"Hey, where are my things? I brought them out obviously."
But Meng Shaoyuan didn't seem to hear anything at all. He was groping around on his body, still mumbling: "Hey, where are my things? Where did I put my things? Did I bring them out?"
Strange, why is my memory so bad now? The last time I went out, I clearly remembered to close the door, but I forgot to close it. As a result, I was attacked by a thief, and all the dirty things in my house were stolen. "
What are you doing, sir?
Wan Daqing glanced at Wang Nanxing.
Wang Nanxing also looked helpless.
This, this is probably the officer's hysteria again, right?
Who in the Operations Department doesn’t know?
There is no cure for the chief's madness. Every once in a while, he will get sick again.
"OK OK."
Qian Feichi's face changed slightly after hearing this, but strangely his attitude softened a little: "Stop looking for me. I'm tired. You all should go back first. Come to me again when there is progress in solving the case."
"Ouch, Congressman Qian, I'm really sorry."
Meng Shaoyuan greeted: "Then we won't disturb you and leave."
…
"Sir, what on earth were you doing just now?"
As soon as he got out and got into the car, Wang Nanxing couldn't bear it anymore:
"Did you discover something again?"
"Qian Feichi doesn't like his daughter at all. On the contrary, he hates it very much." Meng Shaoyuan's face gradually became gloomy: "When I shook hands with the little girl just now, I found that her wrist was bruised. It was caused by the force of an adult. Pinch.
This kind of bruise is easier to find, so the old lady and the servants definitely don't dare to do it. When the little girl looked at Qian Feichi again, her eyes were full of fear. Qian Feichi's expression was also abnormal. "
"Did Qian Feichi beat him?"
Wang Nanxing seemed to understand: "However, children are too naughty, and adults sometimes can't control their emotions, and sometimes they use a little more strength."
"But what about the injuries on both wrists and neck?"
Meng Shaoyuan asked back.
Wang Nanxing didn't say anything. Wan Daqing said from the side: "Even if it was really Qian Feichi who beat him, it is still a family matter. We don't want to say anything more. It doesn't seem to have much to do with solving the case, right?"
"It really has nothing to do with solving the case." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "From the beginning of this case, I knew that there would be no results from investigating this case with Qian Feichi. I was just interested in another case. "
"Another case? What case?"
"You police officers have been working on it for several years, but you haven't solved any cases." Meng Shaoyuan took out a folded newspaper from his pocket and handed it to Wan Daqing.
Wan Daqing opened his eyes full of doubts, and his expression suddenly changed: "What? What do you mean, does this case have something to do with Qian Feichi?"
"It's not about him, but it's probably him."
Meng Shaoyuan said coldly: "I used to read the newspapers and was just suspicious, but now I have some certainty. This, no, these cases were all done by Qian Feichi."
"I will summon him immediately." Wan Daqing said impatiently.
"Don't worry, just let him show up on his own." Meng Shaoyuan said confidently:
"Before we left, I had planted a seed in his heart. This seed will torture him to the point of death!"
