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"What did you find?" Zhou Wensheng pinched his sore eyebrows.
This early in the morning, Lu Xiaohan and that bad poem made him dizzy. Zhou Wensheng now wished he had something special to do to let him breathe and calm down.
"Oh, that's it." Wang Bin finally felt relieved when he saw Zhou Wensheng's expression improved and he became interested in his phone call.
He put away his cell phone and kept talking: "After we returned from Huda last time, I sorted out the interrogation recordings that day and felt that the reason for the fight between Song Qiao and Liu Peng was probably related to the case we were investigating, so I called I asked the police station that handled their fight to help find the records at the time."
"Well, I remember that the counselor said that Liu Peng almost beat Song Qiao to death because of a video, right?" Zhou Wensheng rubbed his stiff face, stood up, and stretched his muscles.
"Yes, that's the video." Wang Bin nodded and said.
"I remember that when we interrogated Song Qiao for the second time, he once said something about him and Liu Yan, but it was only one side of his story. He has not bothered to implement these things in the past few days..." Zhou Wensheng was a little annoyed. He rubbed his temples.
"There are too many things, and it's normal for some omissions to occur." Wang Bin said with relief, "Then let them send the video to your email now, or should we go there?"
"Let's go. I want to see the interrogation transcript and all the records of this fight." Zhou Wensheng kicked the seven or eight cigarette butts at his feet in the corner, wrapped them in paper towels, and threw them into the trash can in the stairwell. inside.
"Hello, the number you dialed cannot be connected at the moment. Please call again later..." After going downstairs, Zhou Wensheng reluctantly dialed Lu Xiaohan's number again.
"Still no one picks up?" Wang Bin opened the car door for Zhou Wensheng and asked casually.
"Yeah." Zhou Wensheng frowned and nodded, "You call home and ask them to use technical means to locate Lu Xiaohan's location, and then send two people over to monitor the house."
"Boss, it's not necessary..." Zhou Wensheng's arrangement made Wang Bin feel that it was a bit excessive.
"It's necessary." Zhou Wensheng looked at Wang Bin seriously, "There are too many things about Lu Xiaohan that can't be explained. I vaguely feel that she plays a very important role in this incident. She knows more about the inside story than we do. A lot."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right now." Seeing that Zhou Wensheng didn't seem to be joking, Wang Bin couldn't help but straighten his expression and agreed.
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"Are they all here?" Zhou Wensheng took the document bag from the policeman's hand and weighed it and asked.
"Well," the policeman nodded, "Including the video that Officer Wang mentioned, I also made a copy of it and put it in it."
"Thank you very much." Zhou Wensheng thanked him repeatedly and left the police station.
"Find a place to have something to eat. I want to see the case records first." Zhou Wensheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said to Wang Bin.
Then, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Lu Xiaohan's number again.
"The user you called has turned off his phone. Please call again later..." The anxiety in Zhou Wensheng's heart enveloped him again.
"Boss, what do you want to eat? I'm treating you!" Wang Bin saw that Zhou Wensheng was in a bad mood all morning, so he offered to treat him to a meal to relieve his mood.
"Let's go to Dongyun Pavilion." Zhou Wensheng put the phone back into his pocket with a heavy face, leaned on the backrest and sighed.
"Boss... let's just cook some vegetables on the roadside..." When Wang Bin heard about Dongyun Pavilion, he felt his heart bleed instantly.
"You brat!" Zhou Wensheng opened his eyes and pretended to glare at Wang Bin angrily, "For the sake of your carefulness in sorting out records and looking for clues, I'll treat you to this meal!"
"Then Dongyun Pavilion!" Wang Bin changed his mind hurriedly, "I have been thinking about the new products they released last week..."
"Pah!" A chestnut hit Wang Bin on the head, interrupting his words.
"Look at your potential! You are really an iron rooster, a porcelain crane, a glass mouse and a glazed cat!" Zhou Wensheng glanced at Wang Bin and complained softly.
"Hehe!" Wang Bin scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, lightly stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove into the traffic.
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"Thank you, Master!" Lu Xiaohan closed the car door and smiled as harmlessly as possible at Huang Zhongping in the cab.
"Whoosh!" Huang Zhongping in the car stepped on the accelerator and jumped into the traffic, ignoring the frozen smile on Lu Xiaohan's face.
He never wanted to see Lu Xiaohan again in his life.
"Why does this man look like he's seen a ghost?" Lu Xiaohan looked at the taxi leaving in confusion and muttered dissatisfiedly.
Lu Xiaohan sighed, straightened her clothes, and patted the dust on her back from sitting under the willow tree. But no matter how she patted it, the dust seemed to have taken root on her back and buttocks. I can't get a clean picture no matter what.
Lu Xiaohan glanced at the magnificently decorated door in front of him with some confusion, sighed softly, suppressed the smile on his face, and walked in.
"Bathing at Silver Beach Hot Spring, welcome!" As soon as he entered the gate, a sweet voice came to Lu Xiaohan's ears.
Looking up, there were four young girls in lake blue cheongsam with high slits standing on both sides of the door, bowing at a 45° angle with smiles on their faces.
"How many beauties are there?" A man in blue cheongsam stepped forward and looked at Lu Xiaohan with a smile.
"One person." Lu Xiaohan said, taking out a card with a black background and gold edges from his bag, and waved it in front of Lan Qipao.
"Please wait here." Lan Qipao's face was slightly startled, and then he showed a more friendly smile and took Lu Xiaohan to the booth that was half covered by a screen.
Walking around the screen and sitting on the comfortable fabric sofa, Lu Xiaohan looked around with a pair of deer-like vigilant eyes.
The huanghuali screen completely blocks the booth, and the hollow carved frame makes the entire space transparent and comfortable. There are embroidered pictures of twelve golden hairpins in the frame, which looks elegant and delicate.
"Please wait a moment." Lan Qipao bowed slightly, took the card from Lu Xiaohan's hand, and exited the screen.
"Miss Lu, you've been waiting for a long time." Two or three minutes later, a gentle voice sounded outside the screen.
"Please come in." Lu Xiaohan, who was sleeping on the sofa, opened his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, the screen was quietly pushed open, and a woman wearing a pure black cheongsam with gold trim walked into the booth.
"Miss Lu, I am the head of the VIP department. My name is Xia Yingying. What do you need?" Xia Yingying stood next to Lu Xiaohan, with a smile as bright as a flower and an orchid-like temperament. Lu Xiaohan suddenly felt the spring breeze blowing on his face.
"Arrange all the projects." Lu Xiaohan said softly.
Xia Yingying smiled and nodded without saying anything.
"Also, if anyone comes to ask about me." Lu Xiaohan paused and added, "Just say that I came early in the morning. I have always been here and never left."
"Understood." Xia Yingying agreed.
