"You're a break during the meeting," Luo Wenzhou lowered his voice and pointed at Fei Du's shoulder. "You're eating and drinking now, and your blood sugar is not low, right? It's not so good."

Fei Du didn't deliberately avoid anyone when he was painting. He took the laptop over and flipped it over, spreading his hands: "Where is another one? Senior brother, why are you tearing my notebook?"

Luo Wenzhou was confident: "It's confiscated."

Then, he curled his smile and pushed the door into the interrogation room.

The movement of entering the door alarmed Zhou Huaijin. He looked up at Luo Wenzhou with a blind eye. In less than a day, this man had gone from a young talent who could not tell at all age to a middle-aged man with haggard eyes and cheeks. It can be seen that women, men, and their bright skins are so fragile. As long as that little energy is destroyed, the body will pass the shelf life in a blink of an eye.

Before Luo Wenzhou could speak, Zhou Huaijin had already spoken first. He said hoarsely: "Can you show me the report of paternity test?"

Luo Wenzhou was stunned, but handed a folder behind him - Fei Du seemed to have expected that he would ask this, and he was ready: "Your, Huaixin and Yang Bo's are all here."

Zhou Huaijin took a deep breath and it took a minute to open the thin folder. It seemed that what he opened was the tragedy of his life, and his hands were shaking abnormally.

Fei Du changed his slightly malicious attitude and changed him to a glass of warm water: "Before chatting, wet your throat, always Zhou has people who believe in it, right? According to your words, people have souls, Huaixin is now worried and he should not go far, so don't let him see you uncomfortable."

For those in great grief, this kind of gentle advice is simply a tear-jerking weapon. Zhou Huaijin couldn't bear it and trembled all over her body for a long time. He took the tissue handed to him by Fei Du and wiped his face hard: "I have said everything I can say. What else do you have? Are you asking me for the identity of a kidnapper?"

"Mr. Hu has explained these details." Luo Wenzhou said, "Mr. Zhou, I don't know if you heard that Dong Xiaoqing, the murderer who killed your brother, was hit and killed by a car not long after escaping from Hengai Hospital."

The expression on Zhou Huaijin's face frozen for a moment, and she said coldly: "Is that so cheap?"

"The person who hit her was intentional." Luo Wenzhou added as he stared at him.

Zhou Huaijin leaned back, hugged his arms in front of his chest, and made a very defensive posture: "If I can do it, I really hope this is what I did."

"Mr. Zhou," said Fei Du, "Why did Dong Xiaoqing be silenced immediately after committing the crime? Obviously, someone was afraid that she would say something after being arrested. Although she was the murderer, she was just a knife. Don't you want to know who the knife holder is?"

Zhou Huaijin's cheeks suddenly tensed.

"Dong Xiaoqing is dead no matter what," Fei Du continued, "No matter how much you hate it, it is useless to cut her into pieces. Even if you really have the ability to drag her out and whip the body, she will not feel anything. Are you willing?"

Zhou Huaijin's emotions were instantly brought up by him, and his blood-filled gaze looked at Fei Du. After a long time, he asked, "What do you want?"

"I asked you before, there is one of the questions you haven't answered yet," said Fei Du. "Why don't you ask Dong Xiaoqing why she attacked you? Do you know anything? Do you know Dong Xiaoqing?"

"I don't know," said Zhou Huaijin, "I have never seen her before. At least when she approached, if I suspect she had a problem, I wouldn't let the bodyguard let her come."

Fei Du nodded: "Then you remembered something later."

Zhou Huaijin was probably very thirsty, so he picked up the water that Fei Du poured him and drank it all: "I did do some unpretentious things, but Huai Xin was innocent from beginning to end in this matter. If you can give him a fair statement, it will be worthless to make Zhou go bankrupt or not, I don't care. Whether I am the authentic heir-Mr. Fei, you understand what I mean."

Fei Ducha spoke and looked like a responsive chameleon. He immediately adjusted the rhythm and language style of his speech with his attitude, and said bluntly: "I understand, I made a fortune from your house in times of crisis. It seems that you don't mind, so I won't apologize."

Zhou Huaijin looked up at the ceiling, and the light ruthlessly poked into his pupils. He seemed to hesitate and didn't know where to start. After a while, he spoke: "Zhou's Charity Fund is suspected of washing/black/money. Have you found out? If you can't find out, please be careful. There must be other handles. Unfortunately, they have been guarding me and not letting me contact related businesses. I have no evidence in my hands now, but I know that Zhou is not a good man and trustworthy woman. He used more than just legal means when he made a fortune in his early years."

Luo Wenzhou asked: "Are you saying that Zhou Junmao is suspected of murdering Zhou Yahou?"

"Not only," Zhou Huaijin shook his head, "It's not just this thing, 'Those who steal the hook will be killed, and those who steal the country will be Hou'. Zhou's headquarter is located abroad. □□. After so many years of success and fame, many things cannot be investigated. I remembered in shock after Dong Xiaoqing took action. Many years ago, my life had an intersection with her... and it was related to Zheng Kaifeng."

"You should already know what Zheng Kaifeng is from - a little hooligan who helped Snake Head in his early years. Later, he followed Zhou Junmao and became more developed. He pretended to be a successful person everywhere. In fact, inferior people are inferior people. He can't change the things in his bones in his life. He still can't learn how to stand up and be a civilized person."

Fei Du's eyes hopped gently, and the tip of his pen paused gently on the paper.

Zhou Huaijin was completely unaware of anything, and fell into memories. He said: "That probably has been... for more than 20 years. Not long after Huaixin was born, my mother's postpartum depression became more and more serious. She was almost a crazy woman who couldn't communicate with her. She didn't care about him at all, so I moved his crib to my room and asked him to follow me every day."

Luo Wenzhou looked at him: "I heard that a little cried every night can make the new parents collapse for several years. Mr. Zhou has been very patient since he was a child. You can't even afford to take care of a nanny, right?"

"There are few teenagers in the world who really like babies. I'm just afraid," Zhou Huaijin closed his eyes lightly, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand at Luo Wenzhou, "Can I give me a cigarette? Thank you - I can live under Zhou Junmao's nose, all with my mother's protection, but she was getting worse day by day in both mental and physical condition at that time, which made me very desperate. Every day when I looked at her, I felt that I was in danger of my fate. Huaixin was the life-saving straw I grabbed randomly. I was almost inseparable from him at that time, and sometimes I even crushed my food with a spoon and fed him one or two. I thought no matter what Zhou Junmao wanted to do, he would always care about his own child."

"That day, Huai Xin wet the bed in the middle of the night and cried. I got up in a daze and changed his diapers, changed the old ones, and found that the new ones were gone. I was about to go to the storage room to get some... But I found that the lights in the study on the first floor were on, and Zhou Junmao and Zheng Kaifeng, who hadn't returned home for many days, were talking secretly inside."

"During that time, the group's strategic focus was East Asia. Zhou wanted to seize the market and cheap labor while the domestic encouraged foreign capital to enter. Zheng Kaifeng personally took charge of this business. At that time, his suitcase was still in front of the door. It should have just got off the plane. If it weren't for Huaixin's help, I would have turned around and ran away when I saw them. But there was no way. I had to try not to make any noise and rubbed through the study and into the storage room. But at this moment, I heard Zheng Kaifeng say 'It's so dead, don't worry, there is absolutely no trace'... something like this."

Zhou Huaijin said this, paused, reached for a while, supported his forehead, pressed his temple hard, and took a deep breath: "When you are always in fear of losing your life, you will know that feeling, and some keywords will make you particularly sensitive - when I heard the word "death", I didn't have time to contact the context of the previous and next sentences. My first reaction was that they were going to attack me, and my hands and feet were so scared that they froze in place."

"Then I heard Zhou Junmao say, 'I read the news, and there seemed to be something unexpected'. Zheng Kaifeng said, 'Do you say the person surnamed Dong? Don't worry about him, he doesn't know anything. If he doesn't have eyes, he will have to get in. His life is not good'. Zhou Junmao smiled and said, 'It doesn't matter if there is no money in the world. It doesn't matter if it's expensive, just save trouble.'"

"Wait," Luo Wenzhou suddenly said, "Mr. Zhou, please give me a exact time. When did this happen?"

After all, it was more than 20 years ago. It was already due to the extreme fear of Zhou Huaijin's retelling of the general conversation, and the other details, he could really find it difficult for him to remember it immediately, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Fei Du looked at his tired face and gently lit the wooden table with a pen cap: "Mr. Zhou, studying during the day and taking care of children at night can't even bear it. You should be still studying at that time. Has he affected you? Are you sleepy during class?"

"Fortunately, I don't have heavy studies, but I have a little basic class every morning..." Zhou Huaijin replied casually. When she said this, she seemed to have grabbed the little tail of the distant memory. "By the way, it's a business school - I was studying in a business school at the time, I was seventeen years old, my first year."

That was twenty-one years ago.

"You said the study door was not closed at that time," Fei Du continued, "that should not be a cold winter, nor is it a summer when you need to turn on the air conditioner?"

"Yes! The weather was neither cold nor hot at that time, either in September or October - my mother was nervous. When the night came, there was no one at home to walk around, and most people who worked at my house couldn't understand Chinese, so they dared to speak with the door open."

Luo Wenzhou and Fei Du looked at each other, lowered their heads and sent a text message to Tao Ran: "Twenty-one years ago, did anything happen to the Zhou family or the Dong family?"

Tao Ran's voice soon rang in his headphones: "Yes, I'm just about to tell you that on September 16 that year, Dong Xiaoqing's mother died in a car accident."

Luo Wenzhou's eyes twitched - Zhou Junmao died in a car accident on September 16th, the first day of Fei Du's "job"!

"I heard this and never dared to stay again. I ran away quickly, but I always remembered this incident. The information was not developed back then, and it was not that easy to know the news abroad. I saw Zheng Kaifeng's suitcase and found that the abbreviation of the departure city was Yancheng. So I secretly found a trustworthy Chinese student classmate and asked her to ask someone to investigate the news related to "Yancheng", "Dong's surname" and "accidental death."

Luo Wenzhou looked down at the old news that his colleagues had posted on his phone outside: "Did you find out the news that a well-known domestic entrepreneur died in a car accident?"

"Yes, three months later, the company he founded was acquired by overseas funds. The source of this overseas funds was a shell registered by Zhou in the Cayman Islands." Zhou Huaijin spread his hands and said, "Look, a murderer was not punished when he killed the first person. The second time he attacked, he would be even more ruthless. I would make an inappropriate example. It seems that people who play games and cheating will be addicted to cheating. Kill a Zhou Yahou, and two gangsters became famous entrepreneurs in one fell swoop, successfully entered the upper class, and killed another roadblock, successfully accepting the local snake's connections in China, and gained at least ten years of development advantages. Although the mainland encouraged foreign capital to enter, it was impossible to get a real good project, foreign capital that was not familiar with the place. Mr. Fei, have you been in contact with business matters and know how much it costs to build connections in a strange place and compete with local brands?"

Fei Du sighed: "I also know that buying a big-ticket driver who happens to be seeking death is definitely not much more expensive. Ling Zun is really a person who 'if you can't play, you can throw away the chessboard'."

"That woman...the one named Dong," Zhou Huaijin reached out to cover her eyes, her voice a little weak, "When she started, she said something, only I... and Huaixin heard it."

"What did she say?"

"She said 'One is not enough, why don't you even let my dad go'."

Luo Wenzhou frowned: "What does this mean?"

"I don't know. She seems to think that I used some method to use the driver who caused the accident... that is, her father's revenge mentality, and created Zhou Junmao's car accident." Zhou Huaijin shook her head, "But I really don't have that much energy. If Zhou Junmao really dies due to humans, I suggest you go to Zheng Kaifeng."

Luo Wenzhou frowned and suddenly remembered what Dong Xiaoqing said to him before her death.

"He is also one of those people"...

If Dong Xiaoqing's mother died unexpectedly, it was a conspiracy planned by artificially planned - then the situation where the driver and target died on the spot at the same time was exactly the same as Zhou Junmao's car accident.

Are “they” referring to a group of “road killers” who sacrifice their lives for their lives?

Is there a "death convoy" under the shining skylight in Yancheng?

Luo Wenzhou stood up suddenly: "Accuse Zheng Kaifeng."

Tao Ran heard Zhou Huaijin's interrogation process at the same time: "Wait, Dong Xiaoqing thinks Zhou Huaijin is the mastermind behind the scenes? I don't understand very well, why would she think so?"

"It depends on how much information there is in the mysterious email she received. For example, if she knows that Zhou Huaijin was kidnapped, she was directed and acted by herself. Yang Bo was not Zhou's illegitimate son. The car accident twenty years ago was planned by Zheng Kaifeng and Zhou Junmao." Fei Du, who came out of the interrogation room, interrupted, "When Zhou Huaixin called the police, he was afraid that the world would yell a lot of nonsense. One of them was that he believed that someone had leaked Zhou Junmao's whereabouts and the model he was riding in, causing Dong Qian to be involved in the rumor of the 'struggle of the wealthy family □□'. Dong Qian could successfully complete a suicide attack. There should be a person in the Zhou family who contacted him. Based on the above information, who do you think this person is most likely?"

Lang Qiao said: "Also, Zhou Huaijin and his whole family don't know that he is actually his biological child. Is it possible that it is also a result of human misleading? For example, when Zhou Huaijin was still young, his parents might just be unsure. Some people have always said that the child looks like the old Wang next door - after all, Zhou Huaijin does not look like Zhou Junmao. Then a 'friend' came to Zhou Junmao one day and told Zhou Junmao that there is a new technology that can do this paternity test, but a group of Zhou's big family will definitely not be able to cause such a fun thing, so they can only do it secretly in private, and that 'friend' volunteered to help - just like Zhou Huaijin's trick to frame Yang Bo..."

At this time, the phone rings frantically, interrupting Lang Qiao's voice. For some reason, the moment she picked it up, she had an ominous premonition: "Hey?"
Chapter completed!