Boom! Boom!
After finishing the interrogation of Feng Lan, Zhou Wensheng came to Dong Jianli's office.
"Come in!" Dong Jianli's deep voice reached Zhou Wensheng's ears through the door.
Zhou Wensheng touched the buttons on his collar and his hair, and then opened the door to Dong Jianli's office.
"Director, there is something I want to ask you for advice." Zhou Wensheng stood in front of Dong Jianli's desk in a dignified manner.
"You little bastard, the sun came out in the west today?" Dong Jianli looked at the serious Zhou Wensheng in front of him and couldn't help laughing and scolding.
"Tell me, what medicine did you put in your gourd today?" Dong Jianli leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette cheerfully and asked.
"I'll find a way to secretly obtain Yan Shaojun's DNA." Zhou Wensheng looked directly at Dong Jianli without any fear.
Dong Jianli frowned slightly and took a puff of cigarette every day.
When the gray-blue smoke in front of him slowly dissipated, Dong Jianli slowly said: "Reason. I need a reason."
"I want to confirm whose child Zheng Yu is carrying." Zhou Wensheng's face showed a rare seriousness.
"It belongs to Yan Shaojun, so what?" Dong Jianli squinted at Zhou Wensheng, "It's not unusual for a rich second generation like him to come up with some tidbits like this."
"This is a very critical node. If it can be proven that Zheng Yu was carrying Yan Shaojun's child, then there is basically no doubt about the possibility that he killed Han Weiwei."
"Oh?" Dong Jianli's eyes lit up, he sat up straight and rested his elbows on the desk, "As long as you identify this, you can confirm that Yan Shaojun is the murderer?"
Zhou Wensheng thought for a while, pursed his lips, and said, "Okay!"
Dong Jianli took a deep breath from his cigarette and frowned deeply.
After finishing a cigarette, Dong Jianli put out the cigarette butt and said to Zhou Wensheng, "Go out and wait for me."
Zhou Wensheng was stunned for a moment, nodded and walked out of the office.
Zhou Wensheng, who was lying on the door with half of his face pressed against the door, discovered for the first time that the sound insulation effect of Dong Jianli's office door was not very good. Even if he was lying on the door, his ears were almost integrated with the door. He still couldn't hear anything.
What on earth is this miser doing?
As time passed by silently, Zhou Wensheng's heart gradually became uneasy.
"Zhou Wensheng!"
Just when Zhou Wensheng was about to scratch his head and become restless, Dong Jianli's voice clearly reached Zhou Wensheng's ears.
Zhou Wensheng was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at the door in front of him, his eyes full of surprise - this door... isn't very soundproof...
"Zhou Wensheng!"
Just when Zhou Wensheng was in a daze, Dong Jianli's voice came again.
"Here we come!" Zhou Wensheng hurriedly opened the door and entered the room, "Boss!"
"Tomorrow, Han Zichuan will hold a cocktail party. I got you an invitation letter. Whether you can get Yan Shaojun's DNA depends on your ability." Dong Jianli said calmly while smoking a cigarette.
"Really?" Zhou Wensheng was overjoyed, "Do you agree with our use of methods against Yan Shaojun?!"
"There is only one request!" Dong Jianli exhaled a stream of smoke, showing his composure without anger.
With a snap, Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but stand at attention, holding his breath and concentrating.
"You must be unaware of the ghosts and don't alert the enemy!"
Snapped!
A handsome military salute made Zhou Wensheng glow with a golden light.
"Promise to complete the mission!"
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"Boss, what are you so happy about?" Wang Bin held the steering wheel and glanced at Zhou Wensheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat with a smile on his face.
"Scrooge has approved my application!" Zhou Wensheng shook his head proudly.
"No wonder you dragged me out. Are we going to the Dihao Building now to trick that bastard Yan Shaojun?"
"No, no, no, let's go to Mingzhu Department Store now." Zhou Wensheng shook his head and said, "Yan Shaojun can't resort to any tricks for the time being. There is an urgent matter waiting for us to do."
"What's going on?" Wang Bin was confused.
"Do you still remember what Feng Lan said in the interrogation room?" Zhou Wensheng's smile faded and he returned to his usual seriousness.
"She said a lot, which sentence are you referring to?" Wang Bin was a little confused.
I have to admit that my sensitivity in this regard is always far behind Zhou Wensheng's.
"Feng Lan said that Yan Shaojun not only took Han Weiwei to buy clothes at their house, so Feng Lan is definitely not the only one who provided clothes to Zheng Yu. As long as we find other people, we may find more."
"Boss, if we go to find someone without any evidence, can they admit it?" Wang Bin felt a little unsure.
After all, she was able to pry open Feng Lan's mouth. Thanks to her illegal detention of Tang Tang, she was able to dig out her deal with Yan Shaojun bit by bit.
But for other people, let alone finding a reason to summon them, it is very difficult to confirm their identity.
"I have a clever plan!" A smug smile appeared on Zhou Wensheng's lips.
While talking, Wang Bin had already parked his car firmly at the entrance of Mingzhu Department Store.
The moment the two stepped onto the second floor, they couldn't help but froze at the elevator entrance.
Including Yicheng Yishihua, a total of five or six houses were fenced off and hung with reminder signs for decoration upgrades.
Zhou Wensheng felt as if someone had poured a basin of ice water over his head. He couldn't help but gnashed his teeth and cursed: "Damn it, I hurry up and hurry up, it's still a step too late! Yan Shaojun! You bastard! Don't let me catch you!"
"Boss... this..." Wang Bin was stunned as he looked at the people surrounding him.
Those who were blocking the way were all shops he had come to investigate.
In other words, the private custom clothing stores that Yan Shaojun and Han Weiwei liked have all turned into a decoration scene.
Seeing Zhou Wensheng's face twisted with anger, Wang Bin hurriedly ran into a clothing store that was open normally.
"Hello sir, what do you need?" As soon as he stepped into the store, a sweet and beautiful clerk greeted him.
"Hello, excuse me, I am from the Huzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau. I would like to ask, when did the renovation of these stores start?" Wang Bin pointed to the fence outside and asked the clerk who came up.
"Oh, these are the stores," the clerk glanced at the direction of Wang Bin's finger and said, "It was just two days ago. Did sir have custom-made clothes from them?"
"Ah, yes." Wang Bin responded casually.
"Which shop did Mr. make custom clothes at? These shops have scattered all the clothes in our stores that are still open. Can you check which shop it is, or provide an order? I can pick it up for you.”
"Oh, that's it..." Wang Bin was stunned.
The clerk's words made him feel that something was not right, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.
