Chapter 20

The windshield in front of me was covered with blood, and the sticky liquid mixed with rainwater, slowly sliding down the inclined surface.

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes.

Lu Chuan has been in the WTO for a long time, but this is the first time he has encountered such a thing: "This... have we bumped into someone?"

"No." Fu Tong pointed to the overpass that they had just left halfway. "Someone jumped over the overpass and just hit our car."

While talking, the people around him also noticed the abnormality on the overpass and slowly surrounded him.

Fu Tong put on the mask: "Call the police, then call the other side to explain the situation, and the shooting was postponed."

Lu Chuan responded and did things in an orderly manner according to Fu Tong's words. When the last call was finished, the surrounding area was already surrounded and the sound of the sirens gradually became clear.

Three minutes later, the cordon was pulled up on all sides and the car window was also knocked.

When the two of them opened the door, the person who was leading the door outside looked not very old, only about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. When he saw Fu Tong, he was stunned and recognized him through his mask: "Fu--"

The following words came to an abrupt end after realizing the surrounding situation.

This is also a monster, whose name is Jie Nan.

The White Tiger, who has become a sperm of incense on Zhongnan Mountain, is 327 years old. She has been following the sluts before, but she has only come out independently in the past two years.

Fu Tong and Wu Bing are familiar with each other, so they are naturally familiar with this little follower of Wu Bing.

He glanced at Nan: "Don't panic, everything follows the normal process. How is that person?"

Jie Nan rubbed his eyebrows: "There are no more vital signs."

Fu Tong lowered his eyes and said nothing.

At this time, Jie Nan also felt a headache.

Life in the jurisdiction is a big deal. If public figures are involved, it will definitely not be avoided by public opinion suppression and the fingers of those above. It will not play a role in the matter itself, but it will also get in the way.

I understand all the routines, but I can't say anything.

Jie Nan sighed helplessly, temporarily putting down those annoying things and speeding up the process.

One and a half hours later.

Longdu Cishui Branch.

After Fu Tong and Lu Chuan recorded the confession, they waited there. After more than ten minutes, they finally waited to understand Nan.

Fu Tong looked at him: "What's the situation?"

"I have adjusted the surveillance. Judging from the video, it was suicide. The identity of the deceased has not been confirmed yet." Jie Nan said, "But I don't think it's that simple. The height of the overpass is only a few meters, and the amount of bleeding is not as good as that, and..."

He opened the autopsy report: "Looking at these photos, the deceased was covered with black handprints. The ghost energy covered on it is not thick, but it is very strong."

In other words, the ghost is not very good at doing well, but it has not been long before leaving the dead or body.

Fu Tong frowned: "Ghost?"

"Yes." Jie Nan was also very worried, "In fact, similar things have happened three or four times recently, all of which are ghost handprints and suicides."

"What are you going to do?"

"They were still investigating before. This time, because you were involved, the superiors were afraid of making a big deal. After confirming the identity of the deceased, they might directly close the case and commit suicide. After all, the surveillance screen is clearly placed there. If you only look at it, he will really jump by himself.

It's down."

Fu Tong had no expression on his face: "The corpse is in vain."

"Who said no?" Jie Nan sighed, "We are still holding on now. It is absolutely impossible to close the case in a sloppy manner. It's just that bad. If it really doesn't work, I won't do it. I will go back and continue to be my lawyer.

Very happy too.”

"What nonsense? Isn't it you who cried and shouted about independence?"

"Aren't that young and rebellious at that time?" Jie Nan shrugged his shoulders and suddenly started to twist again, "Is that... the person who will come here later, he is him?"

He is talking about Lu Zhang, that is, Bian Bian, who has been passed down for 3,600 years. He used to be in charge of prisons, but now he has opened a law firm in the city center and is a gold medal lawyer in the circle.

Although Fu Tong was not the person responsible in this accident, the matter was quite complicated and someone still needed to be released on bail.

After thinking about it, he looked for Lu Zhang.

He is also considered the grandmaster of Jie Nan.

Jie Nan sat there, looking at him nervously and expectantly.

Fu Tong didn't know what he was thinking and laughed: "Yes."

After the words came to his eyes, Xie Nan's eyes lit up, and he smiled foolishly and stopped talking.

The room calmed down again.

After a while, the door was knocked again, and a few people turned around and the little policeman in charge of the record stood there: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Fu, you can leave."

This is someone who comes to protect it.

Jie Nan's reaction was even bigger than Fu Tong and Lu Chuan. He stood up and walked out after hearing this. Fu Tong followed him out and was stunned when he saw the person opposite him.

The person who came was not Lu Zhang.

It's Fu Qianyuan.

Standing there in a dark gray suit, silent and noble, giving people the same feeling as when Fu Tong was waiting for him after causing trouble.

Fu Tong stopped in the footsteps.

Fu Qianyuan seemed to feel it. He looked back at the moment he went out. The two of them looked at each other. It was clearly so far apart, but Fu Tong could still see the emotions in his eyes.

Can see, can't understand.

Too complicated.

Lu Chuan whispered: "Big Boss, if I remember correctly... is that your ex-boyfriend?"

Fu Tong's tone was faint: "Yes."

Lu Chuan's eyes stopped on Fu Qianyuan's face, and for a while, he couldn't help but shake his head.

It looks so good, but it's not working.

What a pity.

Their conversation naturally fell into Fu Qianyuan's ears without saying a word.

Fu Qianyuan pursed his lips and walked slowly to Fu Tong, without saying anything, just looking down at him.

Fu Tong did not avoid this time and met his eyes openly.

The two of them stood there looking at each other, one with a complicated mood and the other without any turmoil. Lu Chuan shrank for two minutes, but he couldn't bear the strange atmosphere between them, and whispered: "Big Boss, why don't we go out first

?So many people around you are watching?"

Fu Tong didn't say anything, nor gave in.

Finally, Fu Qianyuan took his eyes away and gave in to the side.

The three of them went out together.

Most of the windshield of Lu Chuan's car was broken and there was still blood on it. He definitely couldn't drive it anymore. His family lives in Cishui Road and can be reached in a few minutes, but Fu Tong can't do it.

The agent thought for a moment and was about to make a sound when Fu Qianyuan next to him turned his head and spoke in a low voice: "I'll give you it."

This is naturally what Fu Tong said.

Fu Tong had no expression on his face and just pretended that he didn't hear it.

The disappointment in Fu Qianyuan's eyes flashed in an instant: "Some media already know about this. There are many paparazzi outside now... Let me take you back first, okay?"

The last few words were suppressed very low, and the tone actually sounded like a pleading.

Fu Tong looked around and found that the surroundings were indeed similar to what Fu Qianyuan said. Several people were not even covering the camera and were staring at them.

In such a situation, it would be very troublesome to go out directly. Fu Tong knew the importance of it more than anyone else. After being silent for a while, he did not persist any longer.

Five minutes later.

Fu Qianyuan's car slowly drove out of the parking lot, with glass on both sides covered, and the paparazzi didn't recognize Fu Qianyuan's car, so of course they did not encounter any confinement.

It was still raining outside at this time.

Fu Tong sat behind him, and had never made any noise along the way. He just looked at the raindrops hitting the window silently. Fu Qianyuan didn't say anything either. Maybe he didn't know what to say, or maybe he knew that Fu Tong was unwilling to listen.

Silence spread among the two.

Fu Tong lowered his head, and suddenly felt that the feeling of being neither human nor human was clearer than ever before.

He and Fu Qianyuan never did this before. He liked to talk, and he kept chattering when he arrived next to Fu Qianyuan. Although Fu Qianyuan was cold in nature, he always talked more with him than usual.

Meng Qi could not return to the gap of 1,509 years, and Fu Qianyuan was no longer the Fu Qianyuan he used to be.

Fu Tong closed his eyes tiredly, forcibly stopped thinking about anything related to Fu Qianyuan, and continued to stare out the window in a daze.

After more than twenty minutes, the community arrived.

The rain outside became heavier at some point, and it hit the ground with a torrent of mud.
To be continued...