"You mean, Zheng Yu took the initiative to get pregnant with Yan Shaojun's child?" Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but frowned.
Today’s little girls really do whatever it takes to marry into a wealthy family!
"Otherwise?" Song Qiao's tone was full of knowingly asking, "You don't really think that Yan Shaojun can like Zheng Yu, do you?"
Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but nodded.
He never believed that Yan Shaojun and Zheng Yu were just trying to do something new.
Now Song Qiao's explanation seems to be closer to the truth.
But the question came again. If Zheng Yu took the initiative, how did she convince Yan Shaojun to untie his belt?
"Then did she tell you how she climbed into Yan Shaojun's bed?" Zhou Wensheng felt a bit lucky in his heart.
He hoped Song Qiao could know more.
"I said it." Song Qiao nodded.
This answer made Zhou Wensheng overjoyed.
"She said that she would make a deal with Yan Shaojun. As long as Yan Shaojun is willing to give her a child, when she successfully replaces Han Weiwei, she will transfer all the property in Han Weiwei's name to Yan Shaojun at once."
Song Qiao's words made Zhou Wensheng feel a little distracted for a moment.
He had guessed countless possibilities, but he never expected that Zheng Yu would tell Yan Shaojun his entire plan so straightforwardly.
"Why did she tell you the plan?" Zhou Wensheng obviously didn't believe Song Qiao's words.
"I don't know." Song Qiao shook his head, "Maybe she just wanted to see my reaction when I heard her plan. It's not impossible to judge the feasibility of her plan based on my reaction."
"Then why didn't you tell me before?"
"I didn't know that her resurrection would fail before!" Song Qiao replied helplessly.
"What do you mean?" Zhou Wensheng was stunned, and for a moment he didn't quite understand what Song Qiao meant.
"Resurrection! Resurrection!" Song Qiao looked at Zhou Wensheng as if he were a fool, "You already know Lord Sumo, how come you don't know about resurrection?"
Zhou Wensheng's heart skipped a beat, how could he not know about resurrection!
It was during that late-night meeting that the concept of "resurrection" first appeared in this case.
That eerie and eerie documentary is everywhere, telling what resurrection is all the time.
And Zhu Taolu, who looks silly and sweet but speaks creepy words, also mentioned resurrection.
But now hearing these two words from Song Qiao's mouth again caused Zhou Wensheng to feel both physical and psychological discomfort.
"You are the one who is explaining the problem now! Think clearly!" Zhou Wensheng's face was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water.
Song Qiao glanced at Zhou Wensheng with a guilty conscience, pursed his lips, lowered his eyes again, and said no more.
"Let me ask you again, we have approached you many times before. Are you willing to lie to the police rather than tell the truth, just to wait for Zheng Yu to be resurrected and then fulfill the glory and wealth promised to you?" Zhou Wensheng took a deep breath. The tone of the question was changed.
"Otherwise?" Song Qiao asked, "That's a wealth and splendor that I will never be able to enjoy in my next life! How dare you say that you are not moved by such overwhelming wealth?"
"You're not afraid of Zheng Yu's death at all?" Song Qiao's indifference made Zhou Wensheng feel sad.
He had only read in books before that he regarded human life as nothing, but he never thought that there were such people in today's society.
"What's there to be afraid of!" Song Qiao looked at Zhou Wensheng up and down in confusion, "She's not called death, she's called sublimation, rebirth! Do you understand rebirth?" Song Qiao looked at Zhou Wensheng and turned over He rolled his eyes, sighed, and continued, "Seeing as you are busy investigating cases every day, you definitely don't know. Go take a look when you have time, look at the best-selling books on the bookstore shelves, and see how many people have successfully counterattacked after being reborn. , reaching the pinnacle of life!"
"Absurd! Don't you know it's all fabricated?!" Zhou Wensheng felt his head was dizzy from Song Qiao's anger.
He didn't understand why a highly educated person couldn't distinguish between the world and real life.
"hehe……"
Song Qiao looked at Zhou Wensheng and suddenly let out a series of creepy sneers.
"You think it's fiction and the reality is real. That's just what the controllers of this world want you to think." Song Qiao's low and slightly mysterious voice reminded Zhou Wensheng again of the mysterious building in the video. Black mountains.
Ever since watching that video, Zhou Wensheng's worldview has not wavered at all. That would be deceiving himself.
But he is an atheist after all, and he always believes that everything that happens around him is simply someone behind the scenes!
"Captain Zhou," Song Qiao's gloomy voice interrupted Zhou Wensheng's contemplation, "You said that the books are all fabricated. Do you have any evidence?"
"You said you can be reborn, do you have proof?!"
The interrogation at this time seemed more like a quarrel and debate.
But what is surprising is that Song Qiao did not defend himself in any way, but instead looked at Zhou Wensheng with a look of compassion.
After a long time, Song Qiao said leisurely: "Evidence happens quietly every day in places you can't see. I don't need to prove it myself. The Buddha didn't save the undestined, so why should I waste my words with ordinary people like you."
Zhou Wensheng was so choked by Song Qiao's words that he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Okay." Seeing Zhou Wensheng stunned, Song Qiao showed a contemptuous smile, "You can't understand rebirth and immortality. Why don't you ask something else. If you have nothing else to ask, just give it to me. Let's go back."
Zhou Wensheng watched in silence as the last wisp of smoke from the cigarette butt in the ashtray completely disappeared in the air, then he straightened his expression and slowly asked: "Song Qiao, I have to say, what you said today The story is more exciting than last time. It seems that you thought about a lot of issues during your time in the detention center..."
"Captain Zhou, there's no need to provoke me like this. What I'm telling you is what I want you to know. What I don't want you to know, even if you bring out all the Thirty-Six Strategies of the Art of War, I won't let you know half of it." Word." Song Qiao interrupted Zhou Wensheng.
Seeing Song Qiao's arrogant and arrogant face, Zhou Wensheng completely lost his patience in using any tactics against him.
With a sullen face, he asked another question that concerned him.
"What happened to Director Luo of the Detention Center, does it have anything to do with you?"
"I didn't expect that Captain Zhou, who was busy investigating cases every day, would still care about the lives of others!" Song Qiao said with a sneer.
"Answer the question!" Zhou Wensheng's patience has reached its limit.
Song Qiao raised the corner of his mouth, his calm eyes met Zhou Wensheng's eyes that were about to burst into flames, and he said leisurely: "If you say it has nothing to do with me, I feel a little guilty, but if you say it has something to do with me, I'm a little bit I feel wronged. Ultimately, I think this should be his own problem."
