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Jihai Group is one of the largest companies in Tangzhou City and owns an entire building.

The building is located in the most prosperous commercial district of Tangzhou City. The business district is lined with high-rise buildings, and the streets are lined with busy traffic and people.

The autumn wind blew gently, picking up a few strands of drizzle and drifting in.

A black sports car sped past, splashing a cloud of dust, and then stopped neatly and handsomely in front of the building.

Seeing this posture, the security guard thought it was some big company coming to discuss cooperation, and hurriedly came to greet him.

The first thing I saw was the man sitting in the passenger seat.

He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, clean and tidy, with sharp features, but he looked a little cold.

The security guard confirmed his guess, nodded and bowed with a smile: "Excuse me, do you two have an appointment?"

Lu Jingming took a long step, got out of the passenger seat, and responded indifferently: "Police."

The security guard was shocked when he heard this and couldn't even speak clearly: "Police, police? What are you doing with these two police officers?"

Lu Jingming didn't stop: "Look for your Mr. Wen."

"This, this..." While the security guard was hesitating on the spot, Lu Jingming and Wei Qingsong had already stepped onto the steps and entered Jihai Building.

After showing his police officer ID, the front desk staff was nervous and wanted to call Wencheng for confirmation, but happened to see Wencheng coming out of the elevator on the first floor.

The receptionist breathed a sigh of relief and called out in a loud voice: "Mr. Wen, these two police officers are looking for you."

Wen Cheng was accompanied by several young men in suits and leather shoes. Hearing this, they all looked at Wen Cheng with surprise and suspicion.

Wen Cheng paused for a moment, then handed the document in his hand to the person next to him and gave a few instructions in a low voice. After a few young people left, he walked over with a stern face.

He nodded to the front desk, and then said to Lu Jingming: "This is not the place to talk, please come with me."

A group of three people came to the office on the top floor. Wen Cheng loosened his tie and pointed casually: "Two police officers, please sit down. Is there any new progress in Wen Yu's case?"

Wei Qingsong and Lu Jingming looked at each other and took out the evidence bag from their wallet. Inside was the letter sent by Wen Cheng to Xu Yuan.

She asked calmly: "According to our investigation, you sent this letter to Xu Yuan, why?"

Wen Cheng was startled for a moment, then recovered as before, and said calmly: "Since you have found out Xu Yuan, you must also know about his relationship with Wen Yu. As Wen Yu's brother, I don't want him to continue to mess around, so I sent it

This letter."

These words were quite reasonable. Wei Qingsong did not continue to ask, but took out the photo and placed it gently on Wen Cheng's desk.

"How can Mr. Nawen explain that the Tang A33075 you were riding in was in the same place on the day Situ Hui disappeared and on the afternoon Wen Yu was killed?"

Wen Cheng's expression changed slightly, he was silent for a long time, and then suddenly showed a smile, which seemed to be relieved, but also a little decadent.

He leaned back slightly, his tone still calm: "What else did you find?"

He didn't seem surprised, he even seemed to have been prepared for it.

Wei Qingsong raised his eyebrows slightly and narrowed his beautiful eyes: "What does Mr. Wen want us to find out?"

Wen Cheng hesitated for a moment and did not answer. Instead, he said slowly: "That day, when I saw Xu Yuan at the door of the police station, I knew that sooner or later you would find me."

He knew that what he did would eventually be exposed, but he just didn't expect it would come so quickly.

Wei Qingsong didn't expect Wen Cheng to admit it so easily. She asked quietly: "You don't have anything to say?"

"I have nothing to say." Wen Cheng looked calm.

"Where did you hide Situ Hui?" Wei Qingsong asked again.

Wen Cheng's eyes were lowered, and his unattractive face was gloomy: "You have all found the car. It must be only a matter of time before you find her."

He seemed to admit the crime calmly, but he had no intention of cooperating with the police.

Lu Jingming sneered and shook the handcuffs with the cold light flashing: "Don't tell me now, let's go to the police station and tell you slowly."

Wen Cheng was calm from beginning to end, and even took the initiative to extend his hands.

There was no unnecessary expression on his face, like a soldier who was calmly going to his death.

This calmness was quickly broken when Wen Chenghua came after hearing the news.

Wen Chenghua's eyes fell on the silver handcuffs for a moment. He was confused at first, then his eyes turned red and he was furious: "Is it you?"

Wen Cheng's face showed a smile for the first time, and the smile was a bit ferocious.

"Are you surprised, sir?"

"You bastard, you are so outrageous!"

Wen Chenghua's chest heaved violently. He roared angrily, strode forward, and grabbed Wen Cheng's collar.

Seeing that he was so shocked that it was hard to describe, Wen Cheng smiled in a good mood, and the ferocity on his face gradually dissipated.

"Didn't you tell me before? I am an uneducated wild wolf. You have to pluck out all my claws and remove my wolf teeth to make me a loyal dog."

He paused and chuckled with unknown meaning, his eyes darkened: "But a wolf will always be a wolf and will never turn into a dog, and its claws will always grow back one day."

Wen Chenghua was stunned for a moment and said, "You actually still remember?"

This was all many years ago.

At that time, there was a serious dispute among the top management of Jihai Group. He had no children, so he could only adopt Wen Cheng and train him into what he wanted as quickly as possible and in the shortest time.

Later, Wen Cheng was indeed loyal and surrendered. He never thought that Wen Cheng would always remember those insults and humiliations.

Wen Chenghua took a deep breath and scolded in a deep voice: "You blame me and hate me, and come at me if you can. Why did you attack my son?"

Wen Cheng sneered, his eyes cold: "For you, Jihai Group is the most important. Wen Yu is dead, and Wen Ye can't place a heavy responsibility on it. Half your life's hard work will soon be destroyed, what else is there?

Is there anything more enjoyable than this?"

"You! You beast!"

Wen Chenghua finally couldn't contain the anger in his heart and punched Wen Cheng.

Wen Cheng couldn't avoid it and received the punch forcefully. Bloodshot blood flowed from the corners of his lips, and he staggered back two steps.

The corners of his mouth formed a strange arc, and he smiled, as if to taunt: "Master, you are the source of evil."

Wen Chenghua's movements froze, and his arms still hanging in the air slowly dropped weakly.

He turned slightly sideways, with his back to Wen Cheng. The strong man who dominated the market with his iron-blooded skills was now like an ordinary old man, haggard and lonely.

He spent half his life blaming Fang Qiu, and everything was under his control. He said no one dared to go east, but no one dared to go west.

In this small space, he enjoyed the supreme feeling, but how could he know that in the end, everything would be empty and miserable.

He never thought that one day he would taste the consequences of what he had sown with his own hands.

Sow bad causes, get bad consequences. If he hadn't been eager for success and caused irreversible psychological damage to Wen Cheng, how could it have caused such a tragic disaster now.
Chapter completed!