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Chapter 59 Medicine Bottle

When Wei Qingsong saw this, he suddenly felt dizzy and quickly stopped him: "Afu, please stop saying a few words."

With that said, she used her eyes to signal Lu Jingming to go back to work.

Lu Jingming didn't say much, and returned to his desk very obediently.

For some reason, Shen Fu and Lu Jingming had never been able to deal with each other very well. This had been the case a long time ago. It took a lot of effort for her to force Shen Fu to change her attitude towards Lu Jingming.

It will be better now, once we return to before liberation.

"I just said a few words, and you feel distressed?" Shen Fu glared at her with hatred, and then stopped helplessly.

Wei Qingsong looked innocent: "No way, I'm worried that you will get hurt."

Shen Fu naturally didn't believe it, curled her lips, followed Wei Qingsong to the bench and sat down, then took out a medicine bottle from the lambskin bag: "I almost forgot, I'm waiting for you here not to quarrel with Lu Jingming Yes, but for business."

Wei Qingsong couldn't laugh or cry: "So you have something serious to do?"

"Nonsense, what I do is not business." Shen Fu said confidently. She handed the medicine bottle to Wei Qingsong, "Here, I got this from Wen Ye. He said that Wen Cheng has been taking this medicine recently. , I want to ask you, does Wen Cheng have any mental illness?"

"Lorazepam?" Wei Qingsong lowered his eyes at the pills and frowned slightly, "This is a common anti-anxiety drug that has sedative and sleeping effects. Wen Cheng...has an anxiety disorder?"

"Then I don't know. It was Wen Ye who begged me for nothing. He didn't tell me the specific situation. He asked me to ask you whether this situation can be considered a mental illness. Will Wen Cheng get a reduced sentence?" Shen Fuhun shrugged nonchalantly.

"Wencheng's crime was targeted and premeditated. He was able to deal with the traces clearly afterwards and was able to recognize the consequences of his crime. It can be seen that he has clear consciousness, no obstacles in identification and control, and no mental illness."

Wei Qingsong pondered and analyzed, then pondered: "Lorazepam is usually used for anxiety caused by anxiety disorder or depression. Taking this drug can only show that he has psychological symptoms, and it is impossible to reduce his sentence."

However, she was a little surprised. Wen Cheng murdered Wen Yu, and Wen Ji actually wanted to commute his sentence and acquit him.

Sometimes, it is really impossible to simply define a person's inner activities.

She originally thought that Wen Ye and Wen Chenghua were both cold-blooded animals. After Wen Yu died, they should be eager to let Wen Cheng die.

"Okay, then I'll go back and tell Wen Ye." Shen Fu didn't seem to care about the result.

Wei Qingsong thought for a while and asked: "Concerning Wen Cheng's situation, Wen Ye and Chairman Wen should know better. Why do you ask?"

"Don't mention it, Director Wen was so irritated by this incident that he went to the hospital." Shen Fu spread her hands helplessly, mentioned Wen Ye, and smiled gloatingly, "As for Wen Ye, it was purely because he had nothing to do, and he was with a group of people in the middle of the night. He was crazy while racing and got into a car accident. Now he has difficulty getting up and off the ground. He is lucky to have saved a dog's life."

This does seem like something Wen Ye can do.

Wei Qingsong couldn't help but laugh and joked casually: "Then he is indeed quite unlucky. However, if he hit Mr. Wen's car, the perpetrator should be even more unlucky."

According to Wen Ye's domineering character, I'm afraid the perpetrator will lose everything.

Shen Fu shook her head and smiled heartlessly: "You are thinking too much. The Tianmen Bridge has been deserted for so long. There has been no monitoring for a long time. The car that caused the accident ran away after the collision. Until now, there is not even a shadow. I couldn't find it, which made Wen Ye very angry."

"Tianmen Bridge?" Wei Qingsong was slightly startled when she heard this familiar place name. She frowned and said, "After the new overpass was built, wasn't it abandoned? Why are there still cars going there?"

It is precisely because it has been abandoned for a long time that the Tianmen Bridge was chosen as the place to dump the body in the case of the headless female corpse.

The erratic second-generation people are just racing there. In order to save time, few cars go through the Tianmen Bridge.

"Then who knows? Maybe it's nostalgia." Shen Fu was obviously not interested in this matter.

Wei Qingsong thought thoughtfully: "Could it be that Wen Ye offended someone and someone deliberately wanted to punish him?"

"He acts so openly, I'm afraid he will offend a lot of people." Shen Fu raised her eyebrows indifferently, "Whatever, he won't die for a while anyway, so if he receives a lesson, it will be a long memory for him. "

It was obvious that Shen Fu didn't care about Wen Ye's life or death.

"That's right, it's not our turn to take care of this matter." Wei Qingsong didn't ask any more questions.

Now that Wen Yu is dead and Wen Cheng is about to face trial again, Jihai Group may be handed over to Wen Ye in the future.

If this traffic accident can make Wen Ye calm down, it might be a good thing.

"I've asked all the questions that need to be asked. You can go and do your work. There is a party in the evening and I have to get my hair done. I'm done with this period of time. Remember to call me and we'll go to Lao San Street for afternoon tea." Shen Fu. He winked at her with great enthusiasm.

Wei Qingsong had long been accustomed to her exaggeration, so he pursed his lips and chuckled: "Okay."

Shen Fu stepped on those stiletto heels and walked away in a hurry.

After her graceful back disappeared from sight, Wei Qingsong turned his attention to the medicine bottle in his hand.

Wen Cheng has an anxiety disorder? She didn't even notice it.

Whether it was when he was arrested or on trial, Wen Cheng did not behave like a patient with anxiety disorder.

Without having time to think about it, Director Wang strode open the door and walked in. At a glance, he saw Wei Qingsong standing in the center of the hall.

He paused, walked straight over, and said loudly: "Just in time, Songsong, you are here too."

After that, he shouted angrily in the direction of Lu Jingming: "Jingming, come here."

After hearing this, Lu Jingming walked to Wei Qingsong's side calmly and stood still.

The two of them stood side by side, saying nothing, and they were extremely harmonious.

Director Wang was startled, and then he cleared his throat and said to Lu Jingming: "The case from Quyang Branch that you told me two days ago, someone has been sent to submit the application there. I have seen it, and the four murders all occurred in Quyang Branch. Yang, you have to personally take someone to go to Quyang to guide and assist in the investigation."

"This serial rape and murder case has had a very bad impact on society. Online public opinion has begun to diverge, and various conspiracy theories are emerging. Therefore, it is urgent to hunt down the murderer."

Wang Ju is usually a kind and good-natured man, who always cultivates his moral character, giving people the illusion that he can calm down even when there is a pressing matter.

This horrifying serial rape and murder case broke Wang Ju's usual calmness. His thick eyebrows were tightly knitted together, with a gloomy look on his brows.

"Without further delay, you and Songsong will set off in the afternoon, take a few smart people and go to Quyang with the comrades from the branch. I have already informed the Zheng Bureau in Quyang. All the branches will be at your disposal."

"Understood." Lu Jingming and Wei Qingsong replied in unison.

"Okay, I won't say any more. Jing Ming, I believe in your ability. Before the situation escalates further, we must seize the time and arrest the murderer who caused the panic."
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