"Brother Qiao, whose real name is Song Qiao, now lives in Xishui District, Anhua Road, Junshang Garden. He is Liu Peng's college classmate and roommate. After graduation, he started working in self-media and wrote some entertainment news." While driving, Wang Bin briefly introduced the basic situation of Song Qiao.
Zhou Wensheng, who had eaten and drank enough in Dongyun Pavilion, was now a little drowsy. Listening to Wang Bin's introduction, Zhou Wensheng was thinking about what Su Xiaoqing said to him in Dongyun Pavilion.
The person who called Lu Xiaohan was no ordinary character.
Who is the one?
Why did this person want to hypnotize Lu Xiaohan?
Why force her to do such an abnormal and weird behavior?
What's the point of doing this?
Does it have anything to do with Zheng Yu's suicide scene?
A series of questions attacked Zhou Wensheng's slightly tired brain.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through Zhou Wensheng's mind, causing a layer of cold sweat to break out on his back, and he couldn't help but feel scared.
If Lu Xiaohan didn't have acute phobia, would the dagger have been inserted into her heart long ago...
"Boss?" Wang Bin turned around and shouted to Zhou Wensheng.
"Ah?" Zhou Wensheng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that their car had stopped in front of a building, and Wang Bin was looking back at him in surprise.
"Boss, we're here. Should we go up now or wait a while?" Wang Bin knew that Zhou Wensheng must be thinking about the case again.
"Let's go now." Zhou Wensheng rubbed his face and got out of the car.
Following Wang Bin's footsteps, the two came to a door. As soon as Wang Bin raised his hand, the door opened before he could knock on the door.
"Oh! Are you trying to catch us behind the door?" Wang Bin took back his hand that was still in the air and teased the man who opened the door.
"You called me and told me that you wanted me to cooperate with the investigation, so I have been waiting early. I heard footsteps on the stairs, and I saw you two preparing to knock on the door..." The man had a gentle smile on his face. Let the two people into the house.
Suave. This was the first word that came to Zhou Wensheng's mind when he saw the man for the first time.
The smoky gray half-high collar thin cashmere sweater, gold-framed glasses, the exquisite mechanical watch on his wrist, and the faint scent of perfume all over his body made Zhou Wensheng feel that the man in front of him was a very well-educated person.
But when Zhou Wensheng took a second look, he felt that all the pores in his body were clear. The man standing in the door was none other than the man who met Liu Yan on the street that day!
It turns out that he is Song Qiao!
Zhou Wensheng knew that he would be able to dig something out during this trip.
He followed Wang Bin into the house quietly.
"Please sit down, please sit down." The man asked the two of them to sit down on the sofa.
"Let me introduce, this is the leader of our serious crime team, police officer Zhou Wensheng. This is Mr. Song Qiaosong." Wang Bin walked around the bookshelf at the door and gave a brief introduction to the two of them.
"Officer Zhou, I have long admired your name. I am honored to meet you." Song Qiao stepped forward and took Zhou Wensheng's hand, shaking it hard.
"Mr. Song, don't be polite. Let's talk business." Zhou Wensheng didn't like this kind of fake politeness and urged Wang Bin to start quickly.
"Look, he is indeed the young and promising leader of the serious crime team. He is vigorous and resolute, and his reputation is well-deserved!" Song Qiao flattered him and sat on the small single sofa nearby.
"It seems that Mr. Song has investigated us." Zhou Wensheng looked at Song Qiao with a smile.
"Don't dare, officer Zhou misunderstood," Song Qiao rubbed his hands in embarrassment, reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at Zhou Wensheng, "What do you two want to see me for?"
"Mr. Song, did you ask knowingly?" Zhou Wensheng leaned back, crossed his arms on his chest, and looked at Song Qiao with a playful expression.
Seeing this, Wang Bin quietly turned on the recorder. He opened the folder again and spread it on his lap.
"This..." Song Qiao looked at Wang Bin and then at Zhou Wensheng, "The two police officers are making things difficult for me. Officer Wang only called me and said that there was a case for me to cooperate with the investigation, but he didn't tell me what it was. What kind of case is it..."
The erratic look in his eyes let Zhou Wen Sheng know that the person in front of him was a little nervous, and that he seemed to be deliberately hiding something.
"Liu Peng is missing." Zhou Wensheng stared directly into Song Qiao's eyes and directly stated the purpose of their trip.
"Ah...really..." Song Qiao's eyes averted.
Zhou Wensheng clearly felt that Song Qiao was relieved.
"You don't seem surprised at all." Wang Bin stopped recording and raised his head to look at Song Qiao.
"I'm telling you, something will happen to him sooner or later!" Song Qiao, who spoke again, looked much calmer and even had the feeling of a storyteller beaming with excitement.
This felt very inconsistent with his attire.
"Tell me about it." Wang Bin tapped the folder with the pen in his hand and asked seriously.
"Liu Peng's girlfriend, you'd better go check it out. If something happens to Liu Peng, his girlfriend will definitely be involved!" Song Qiao restrained himself a little, but still looked mysterious to Zhou Wensheng and Zhou Wencheng. Wang Bin said.
Zhou Wen Sheng turned his head slightly and quickly looked at Wang Bin. Then Zhou Wen Sheng looked at Song Qiao with a fake expression and said, "Tell me carefully."
Seeing Zhou Wensheng's interest, Song Qiao also became energetic. He took a sip of water, moved closer to Zhou Wensheng, and said, "I'm telling you, something will happen to Liu Peng sooner or later. He has been brainwashed by his girlfriend."
"Brainwashed?" Zhou Wensheng looked at Song Qiao with wide eyes.
Seeing that Zhou Wensheng had been whetted by him, Song Qiao felt proud. He deliberately took a sip of water slowly, looked at Zhou Wensheng, lowered his voice and said, "You know about Liu Peng's girlfriend, right? Her name is Zheng Yu. She is a very controlling woman. Liu Peng is tightly controlled by her, from three meals a day to clothing in all seasons, from elective courses to graduation thesis, and even employment after graduation. From Yu's perspective, anything that didn't meet her expectations would be like poking a hornet's nest. If there were outsiders present, she would cry and cry with an unhappy face. When others asked, she wouldn't explain much. , leaving Liu Peng alone to deal with it in embarrassment. Those who don’t know the real situation will think that Liu Peng has done something to feel sorry for Zheng Yu. But Liu Peng is very stupid in this regard. Later, in order to avoid this embarrassment, When the situation arose again, Liu Peng slowly accepted Zheng Yu's arrangements for him in all aspects."
"Didn't Liu Peng feel that there was something wrong? He, a big man, was willing to be controlled by a woman?" Zhou Wensheng handed over a cigarette and looked at Song Qiao with squinted eyes.
"Who says it isn't?" Song Qiao took the cigarette, lit it, and continued, "We told him so at first, asking him to have a good talk with Zheng Yu. A man must have his own opinion, and he cannot just listen to a woman. Yes. He also said that he wanted to have a good talk with Zheng Yu, but when I tried to persuade him later, he said that his Xiaoyu loved him very much and would not harm him. Even if there was some strength in life, it was all for his own sake. He has good intentions and no ill intentions, not to mention that he also feels that many of the decisions Zheng Yu makes are far-sighteder than him, so he is willing to follow Zheng Yu's arrangements."
"You're really spineless." Zhou Wensheng exhaled a puff of smoke and said angrily.
"Who says it's not," Song Qiao said, taking out the ashtray under the coffee table, handing it to Zhou Wensheng, and continued, "But you also know that emotional matters are only for Zhou Yu to cover up, and a person who is willing to cover it up will do so. No one is willing to suffer. Liu Peng is not unhappy, so we can’t say anything."
"What happened next?" Zhou Wensheng extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray and asked with unfinished thoughts.
"Later..." Song Qiao laughed sarcastically, "Later, for some reason, we had a falling out. He blocked my contact information, and we became the most familiar strangers."
"I'm very curious about why Liu Peng fell out with you." Zhou Wensheng squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He looked like a tea guest in a bookstore listening to a book, looking at the storyteller after giving a reward. , at this time, if the storyteller does not come up with more exciting stories, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to make a living in the future.
"Harm! Just a little... little conflict..." Song Qiao's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to skip this link.
"Tell me, tell me." Zhou Wensheng handed him another cigarette and picked up the lighter on the table to light it for him.
Seeing that he was about to dig something out, how could Zhou Wensheng let it go so easily?
