Of course, all these are just Liang Yuanque's misty thoughts.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to forget the plots that only appeared in the story books.
With his own ability, he has actually dealt with a lot of wealthy families. He has met families that are more prosperous than the Shen family, and he himself is from a wealthy family, so he still has a certain understanding of the style of such wealthy families. understanding.
Under normal circumstances, the more wealthy and wealthy families are, the less likely they are to kill their own daughters in order to save face. On the contrary, it is only those from small families, or families at the lower levels of society, who will do it when their daughters are just mentioned. After saying two stupid words, I strangled my daughter to death with my backhand. On the surface, I said this was to save face, but in fact, I was just venting my anger. These people who murder their own flesh and blood are just because they have no way to do anything to others. The only way to do this is to kill The only ones who arrived were their own children.
But it's different for big families. They usually have a certain amount of power. If they're not powerful, they still have money to build connections, so they have more solutions to choose from.
Take the Shen family as an example. If Shen Yuelan's lover is a nameless, poor boy, he might be here to get rich. Rather than killing his own daughter, Mr. Shen is more likely to silence this poor boy. disappear from this world.
If Mr. Shen discovers that Shen Yuelan's lover is Mr. Du, who is a well-known figure in Liucheng, they will probably have to sit down quietly and discuss a strategy that can save the face of the three families, but no matter what the strategy is, it will not matter. She would let Shen Yuelan die in exchange for her reputation.
The sudden death of a socialite who has worked hard and carefully cultivated will inevitably cause an uproar like now. No matter what aspect you consider, it is a bad idea.
On Liang Yuanque's side, his mind was spinning rapidly, while on the other side, Zhuang Youjie had changed from boredom at the beginning to concentrating on dealing with the constant hunger in his empty stomach.
Young Master Zhuang was extremely regretful at this time. Why didn't he have breakfast in the morning? He quietly glanced at Liang Yuanque, who was still looking through the files with a frown on his face, as if he was thinking hard, which made him dare not come out. He interrupted him with a loud voice, while Inspector Chang, who was sitting on the sofa on the other side, held his forehead with a fist in one hand and squinted his eyes, as if he was also thinking about something. Of course, he might have fallen asleep directly.
Zhuang Youjie fought against the waves of hunger attacking his nerves, constantly thinking about what to eat later.
He has not had a good meal since he returned to Liucheng yesterday. There is a famous restaurant in Liucheng that is jointly owned by their banker. He particularly likes the signature dishes. When he was studying abroad, he often thought about something. Come back to eat when you have time.
Just as he was thinking about it, Inspector Chang, who was holding his head, suddenly nodded heavily, and then opened his confused eyes. It seemed that he had indeed fallen asleep just now.
"What time is it?" He rubbed his eyes and then asked Zhuang Youjie on the side.
Zhuang Youjie looked at the wall clock in his office and told him a time.
Detective Chang calmed down for a while. After he regained consciousness, he stood up and said to Zhuang Youjie, "Master Zhuang, dinner time is almost over. Let's go eat."
Zhuang Youjie, who was hungry, felt as if he was listening to fairy music when he heard this "go to eat". He subconsciously wanted to agree, but then he thought of Liang Yuanque. He looked at him and found that he was still flipping through the files without asking for anything. It means to get up.
Zhuang Youjie is really going to cry, are you so bearable? Aren’t you still hypoglycemic? Tell me you want to go to dinner!
Liang Yuanque remained motionless. Zhuang Youjie felt that they were on the same boat and it would not be good to move separately. He could only suppress his emotions and smiled at Inspector Chang, "Forget it, go ahead. I'm not hungry."
After hearing what he said, Detective Chang gave a few polite instructions, telling them to just stay in the office and not to wander around other places in the police station. After that, he left by himself. It seemed that he was also very hungry, so he started walking. The pace is much faster than usual.
Zhuang Youjie watched helplessly as they left and gently closed the office door.
As soon as he closed the door, Liang Yuanque behind him spoke, "Young Master Zhuang is very powerful. He didn't eat anything in the morning, and he's not even hungry now."
Zhuang Youjie thought to himself, not hungry? I'm not hungry for your chair legs!
He tentatively said to Liang Yuanque, "You have seen it at this point. Doesn't Mr. Liang have anything to eat?"
Liang Yuanque raised his head from the file and looked at the languid Zhuang Youjie. "I was just waiting for you to agree and follow me. I didn't expect you to refuse?"
you! Even though Zhuang Youjie had been reading sages' books for so many years and had been reminding himself to pay attention to his upbringing, he couldn't help but curse now.
"Why didn't you tell Inspector Chang just now!" Zhuang Youjie was so hungry that he sat back on the sofa angrily.
"How can I have such a face? We can sit in the office, but it's still Inspector Chang who cares about your face." Liang Yuanque stood up and stretched his waist, "If I asked the Inspector to invite me to dinner, he would just Get me out of here."
Zhuang Youjie held his face and sat on the sofa thinking, wouldn't it be too shameless to catch up with Inspector Chang and say, "We have changed our minds and want to eat."
Liang Yuanque obviously saw his state from his expression, chuckled and said to him, "How about we go out to eat, I'll treat you."
Zhuang Youjie thought so, but he said to Liang Yuanque, "Mr. Liang, it stands to reason that you are a guest when you come to Liucheng, so I'd better treat you to Liucheng's specialties."
"Okay, it's up to you." Liang Yuanque nodded in agreement very simply.
Zhuang Youjie was stunned for a moment when he heard such a direct answer. The people he knew in the circle he used to live in all claimed to be well-educated and reasonable, so it was very troublesome. For things like this, treating guests to dinner would have to go back and forth with each other. Only then can it be decided.
He really didn't expect that Liang Yuanque would agree so simply, without any courtesy at all.
While he was stunned, he suddenly felt that this kind of personality and lifestyle were really comfortable.
Young Master Zhuang, who grew up among etiquette and rules, did not realize that his character, which had been forcibly cultivated by the outside world, was slowly collapsing under the impact of this little detective.
Master Zhuang went out to talk to the brother standing guard at the door, and borrowed the phone number in the detective's office to make a call to the restaurant in which the banker had a stake. The restaurant was located in the city, not far from the police station. It didn't take long. There are guys who come with food boxes to deliver food.
Liucheng's food can be roughly divided into two schools, one is heavy and likes spicy taste, and the other is like Zhuang Youjie's preference, which prefers light and fresh taste. The restaurant's signature dish served by the waiter is from this school.
As soon as he opened the food box, the alluring aroma wafted out impatiently. After Zhuang Youjie asked the waiter to come back and take out the food box in about two quarters of an hour, he sent the waiter away.
He was so hungry that he almost fainted, so he hurriedly took out the plates and bowls. There was a small coffee table in the detective's office. Zhuang Youjie placed the plates on the small coffee table, and sat around with Liang Yuanque in front of the coffee table, playing with chopsticks.
"Is it really okay for us to do this in someone else's office?" Liang Yuanque said to Zhuang Youjie while picking up vegetables to taste.
"Anyway, I'm so hungry that I can't walk," Zhuang Youjie also said while eating. "Let's apologize to Inspector Chang when he comes back. At worst, I can write him a note and ask him not to accept the charge the next time he goes to a restaurant to eat. money."
Liang Yuanque laughed after hearing this, "You make people feel much better like this than before."
"What?" Zhuang Youjie raised his eyebrows, a little confused by his words.
"You gave people the impression that you were too polite before, which was a bit unreal," Liang Yuanque said as he took a piece of shiny shrimp and put it into his mouth. "But you are very good as you are now, with needs and temper. A very real young master.”
In fact, Liang Yuanque was careful to express his words euphemistically. He originally wanted to say that Zhuang Youjie was untrue, but looking at it today, he was a pretty normal person, not very stupid.
Perhaps it was because he said it so beautifully that Zhuang Youjie did not doubt his true intentions. He felt that he had been praised and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Shall we ask a question, sir?"
Liang Yuanque was eating the meal invited by his employer. How could he disagree? He immediately nodded, "You tell me, I will tell you everything I know."
"Sir, when you said trust in the Du family before, is it just because I am your employer?" Zhuang Youjie's eyes showed a clear desire to find out.
Liang Yuanque raised his eyebrows and was very surprised by his question. He originally thought that the young master would ask if he had discovered anything about the case, or how he could tell that Master Du was dating Miss Lan, but he He actually asked such a question.
Liang Yuanque laughed loudly, "Master Zhuang, you are really interesting."
