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The elevator went all the way to the floor, Fu Conglin led Shi Wan back to the apartment and opened the door.

Putting the person on the sofa, Fu Conglin went to the bathroom to get a hot towel and came out, sat next to Shi Wan and carefully wiped the dirt on her face and hands.

"Does your stomach hurt?"

Shi Wan was really frightened at first, and she miraculously calmed down the moment she saw Fu Conglin.

She shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."

"Are there any other injuries?"

Shi Wan still shook her head.

She looked extraordinarily quiet, her face was still pale, her dark eyes were wet, and there were red marks on her cheeks from being tied up.

Fu Conglin gently brushed her face with his fingertips, his eyes darkened.

Shi Wan lowered her eyes, and found that the back of his hand was covered with scars, and raised her hand to touch it.

Fu Conglin felt: "I'm fine."

How could it be okay, Shi Wan looked at the almost bloody appearance, her eyes were red.

This is the injury caused by Fu Conglin smashing the siren and constantly crashing into the door. The back of the hand with clear knuckles was covered with traces of blood, and there were several obvious bruises.

Shi Wan moved her lips, her voice stuck in her throat, and then she stood up.

Her legs were a little weak, she staggered suddenly, Fu Conglin's heart tightened, and he quickly supported her, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to get the medicine box and bandage it for you."

Fu Conglin pressed her shoulder: "Don't move, I'll go."

After Fu Conglin took the medicine box, Shi Wan found various disinfection supplies from it.

Fu Conglin's hand was held by her, and the man rolled his throat a few times with difficulty, watching her carefully and nervously apply the medicine to him, and blow on him childishly from time to time.

"Does it hurt?"

Fu Conglin glanced at the end of her reddened eyes, her breathing suddenly sank, as if someone was pulling hard on her heart and lungs.

"I don't hurt, don't worry."

Shi Wan was not proficient in technique, so she tied a bow tie for him after stumbling, and then raised her eyes to look at him: "Is there any other injury?"

"No."

When Shi Wan thought of all the previous scenes, she felt lingering fear. The opponent was fighting with Fu Conglin with a dagger. If Fu Conglin hadn't gained the upper hand, there would definitely be danger.

Shi Wan put all the things she took out back into the medicine box, and when she bent her arms, she suddenly let out a muffled groan.

"what happened?"

Shi Wan frowned and stopped moving. Before she could make a move, Fu Conglin reached out and pushed up the sleeve of her left hand.

Only then did she see a scratch on the inside of her forearm.

Shi Wan didn't feel anything before, but she accidentally rubbed it just now, and she gasped in pain.

Compared with her unfamiliar techniques, Fu Conglin was obviously able to deal with these injuries with ease. The man frowned tightly, and his thin lips were pursed sharply and straight.

"What happened?"

"I don't know." Shi Wan recalled the previous scene, "I thought he got into the elevator with me, but he suddenly strangled my neck from behind and wanted to take me to the underground garage."

Fu Conglin raised his hand to probe her chin, staring at her fair neck, there was no scar.

"Is there anything unusual these days?"

"No."

Shi Wan asked him, "Why did you come back suddenly?"

Fu Conglin touched his eyebrows with his hand, and said in a low voice, "I forgot my mobile phone."

After speaking, he stood up and went to the bedroom, took out his mobile phone after a while, there was a missed call from Zhao Xian on it, presumably he was urging him.

Fu Conglin didn't avoid Shiwan, and turned back to Zhao Xian in front of her, bluntly saying that he would not go.

Zhao Xian was very disappointed, "What's the matter, didn't you say something good, so you changed your mind?"

Fu Conglin didn't have much patience, "something happened, you play."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Shi Wan saw that his expression was not very good, she twitched her eyelashes and said softly, "It's really nothing to do with me, you go."

Fu Conglin looked back at her, not in a high mood, "Do you think I can put you aside and go out to have fun with a group of men?"

Shi Wan didn't mean that either, she took a breath and stopped talking.

Fu Conglin went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Shi Wan told him, "Don't get your hands wet."

"Ah."

After Fu Conglin came out of the bathroom, he changed into clean clothes again.

He looked at Shi Wan, "I'll go to the police station, you're at home, if you feel uncomfortable, call me."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

Fu Conglin's expression was indifferent, "No, you should rest well."

Walking to the door, he said again: "Remember to lock the door behind you."

……

Fu Conglin had already mentioned related matters on the way to the police station.

At the door, go straight in.

"Where are the people?"

A faint but extremely deterrent sentence.

Someone hastily stepped forward and said, "It's closed, please, Fu Sanshao."

One minute later, Fu Conglin stepped into the solemn interrogation room.

The person who was caught dragged a bloody leg and sat slumped on a chair.

Logically speaking, it should have been the first time to clean and bandage the wound, but Fu Conglin let it go.

Therefore, only a simple injury treatment was done.

The man was sweating profusely from the pain and was trembling constantly.

At first, he was a little delirious from the pain, but when he saw Fu Conglin, his mind was shaken immediately, his face was frightened, and he pointed at him with trembling hands: "You, you..."

The police officer next to him sternly knocked on the table, "What are you, you have a good attitude!"

The man spoke inarticulately: "No, can you do this to me! I want to hire a lawyer—"

Fu Conglin stared at him coldly, making the man's scalp numb. At this moment, his pain was still throbbing, almost making his life worse than death. These black-hearted people did not allow him to treat him!Is there any law left!

Fu Conglin said quietly: "You all go out first, I will interrogate this person."

This is obviously not in line with the regulations, but no one dared to refute and exited the interrogation room one after another.

Only the injured man yelled frantically that he wanted to appeal.

Fu Conglin ran out of patience and stepped forward.

Amidst the mournful sound of the man's constant struggle and pain, he clasped his neck firmly from behind, and pressed it against the table with a "bang".

Next to it was a blood-stained dagger, sealed in a transparent bag. Fu Conglin picked it up with the other hand and weighed it a few times. The man suppressed by him repeatedly begged for mercy: "What do you want! You are breaking the law... you put Let me go, as long as you let me go, you can say anything..."

"Breach of the law?"

Fu Conglin seemed to have heard some funny sneer, the sharp dagger pierced through the plastic bag, and suddenly stood beside the man's face.

"I am the law."

The four words are understated, like a calm statement, but also like a warning.

In an instant, the man didn't dare to move, the tip of the knife was right in front of him, so close at hand, his desire to survive made him give up resisting.

The dagger moved slowly and landed on the back of the man's hand. The cold touch made her tremble violently and tremble all over.

"Where did this hand touch her?"

The man shook like a sieve, opened his mouth, and uttered a long moan of pain, for fear that Fu Conglin's eyeless dagger would fall straight down, as mercilessly as it had penetrated into his thigh before.

"Ok?"

The dagger turned in a different direction, seeing that the skin had been scratched a little, the man was so scared that he hid.

Under Fu Conglin's oppression, the adult man had no power to resist. In the end, he couldn't take it anymore, couldn't take it anymore, collapsed and terrified, "I say, I say! Don't do anything...I'll say anything!"

"Say."

The man's facial features were distorted in pain, and he hurriedly said: "Yes...someone gave me a lot of money and asked me to teach this woman a lesson..."

Fu Conglin's face was expressionless, only those dark eyes contained a deep prey.

"who is it?"

The dagger was pressed down hard, and the man screamed, "I don't know! I don't know! I really don't know anything!"

Fu Conglin bowed his head slightly, got closer, looked at the fresh blood on the tip of the knife, and said in a low voice, "Do you think I look like a fool?"

As soon as the words fell, a warm liquid fell from the man's lower body, and a fishy smell filled the air.

Fu Conglin didn't change his expression, "Do you still choose not to tell the truth?"

The man also didn't expect that he was so scared that he peed his pants. He couldn't care about anything in an instant, and broke down crying: "I didn't lie to you! Everything I said is the truth..."

"I've seen you."

The man froze for a moment, stopping all movements.

Fu Conglin threw away the dagger, threw him away like trash, straightened his somewhat messy suit reservedly, looked at him coldly and arrogantly, and said in a casual tone: "Fu Qiang's subordinate?"

The sudden name made the man's face change drastically, he gritted his teeth tightly, with a kind of hatred that sees death as home.

"It seems that you really feel like brothers and sisters, and you want to be reunited with him so impatiently?"

Fu Qiang was the mastermind behind Shiwan's alleged kidnapping, that scarred face who had taken all the scapegoats.

The reason why Fu Conglin remembered this man was also because he had seen him when he was fighting in the unfinished building.

He has always had a good memory, but he never thought that he would dare to make a comeback without knowing his life or death.

"Let me guess, who gave you the idea this time."

Fu Conglin sat opposite him, calmly: "Song Banxia?"

The man lay on the table, knowing that he had been exposed, his heart was ashamed, "I don't know her."

"Very good, be stubborn."

Without looking back, Fu Conglin waved at the camera.

The people who had been waiting in the monitoring room rushed over non-stop, flatteringly said, "What orders does Third Young Master Fu have?"

"I can't judge anything due to my limited ability. I'd better leave this kind of thing to you guys who are good at it."

The policeman wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that they could all see clearly, that method was ruthless.

"Yes, yes, leave it to us, it will definitely be no problem!"

Fu Conglin turned and left the interrogation room, and explained: "Although lynching is not advocated, special circumstances should be dealt with specially, right?"

What can they say, they can only nod their heads like smashing garlic, so as to send this big Buddha away as soon as possible.

……

On the way back, Fu Conglin received a message from the police station.

The man was half dead, and he did all the tricks.

The man behind the scenes was a middle-aged man. Fu Conglin continued to investigate along this line. Coincidentally, just this evening, the middle-aged man who paid for murder had a car accident, and the car was destroyed. Became a dead man.

And the reason why the middle-aged man bought the murderer was because she rejected her because he fell in love with Shi Wan, and wanted to teach her a lesson in a fit of anger.

This kind of confession is just an excuse to deceive the child, Fu Conglin sneered.

The police station called and asked what to do.

Fu Conglin: "Since he is so righteous, he will come in to accompany his elder brother even if he dies, so let's lock him up with his elder brother."

Before hanging up the phone, the man coldly warned: "Don't show mercy."

Fu Conglin went back and told Shi Wan the result of this matter.

Shi Wan said nothing.

He asked again if she had offended anyone recently, Shi Wan thought about it for a while, then shook her head and said no.

Fu Conglin knew it well, "I will send someone to follow you. You should pay more attention during this time. If you have nothing to do, it's better not to travel alone."

Shi Wan looked up at him, with faint worry in her eyes, "I really can't figure out why these people are so bold."

"The wages of avarice is death."

Shi Wan lowered her head depressedly, "How much am I worth?"

Even if the actual source didn't need to be pointed out, Fu Conglin knew what it was for, and Shi Wan was just pulled out to block the gun.

What happened today still had a great impact on Shi Wan. In the middle of the night, she was awakened by a nightmare, covered in sweat.

Fu Conglin got up and twisted the towel and came over to wipe her body, his movements were gentle and tender.

Shi Wan, half asleep and half awake, tightly grabbed one of his fingers, and said in a low voice, "I think I'm getting nervous..."

Fu Conglin didn't say a word, instead he held her hand tightly, warm and with invisible strength.

"Fu Conglin."

"Ah."

"I want to go back and see my dad."

The man paused, his expression secretive.

It took a while to get a response.

Shi Wan raised her heavy eyelids and looked at him suspiciously.

The man was staring at her deeply, the emotion in his eyes was strange and treacherous, she couldn't understand it, and couldn't help but lose his mind.

After a while, I heard him say: "I'll accompany you in a while, take care of your body first, and go to the hospital for an examination tomorrow."

Shi Wan had no objection, nodded and closed her eyes again.

I didn't see the strong emotion rolling in the man's eyes.

Arriving at the company the next day, Fu Conglin immediately ordered Tan Chen to check Song Banxia's movements.

When Song Banxia was deported back then, the place she went to was the country E she was familiar with.

Tan Chen didn't know why, but after finding the information, he handed it over to Fu Conglin.

Fu Conglin looked at the traces of Song Banxia. Since mid-September last year, this person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Fu Conglin doesn't believe in any magic that changes people's lives.

Reminiscent of Shi Wan and his exposed video before, the man's face was particularly ugly.

That afternoon, Fu Conglin went to Song Banxia's mother's house.

The middle-aged woman was very pleasantly surprised when she saw him, she hurriedly tidied up and asked Fu Conglin to come in and sit down.

Fu Conglin calmly looked around in this two-bedroom, one-living room, followed by a group of people, bringing things in.

Mother Song laughed so hard that she couldn't close her mouth, and wiped her hands a little cautiously, "You said you are really, Young Master Fu, you just came here, why did you bring so many things?"

Fu Conglin smiled lightly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, it's all right to come and have a look."

In the past, when Song Banxia went abroad for medical treatment, Mrs. Fu arranged for Mrs. Fu to leave the old house. Although she was dismissed, the Fu family did not treat her badly and found another easy job for her.

Time urges people to grow old, and now Song Mama's temples are also slightly white, she looks like a lot of vicissitudes, and her personality is extraordinarily thin.

Fu Conglin didn't go around in circles with her, and asked about Song Banxia's movements directly,
Mother Song was taken aback, then smiled, "Xia Xia, isn't she abroad? What's wrong with Young Master Fu, do you have something important to tell her?"

"Well, I didn't contact her before, so I came here to ask."

Mother Song: "This girl must be busy with work! If you are not in a hurry, Young Master Fu, wait for me to tell her when I turn around and give her a good lesson!"

Fu Conglin: "Don't bother."

"It's not troublesome, Young Master Fu is gone, and our Song family will remember the kindness from the Fu family." Speaking of this, the smile on Song's mother's face faded a little, and she sighed with red eyes.

Fu Conglin didn't come here today to catch up with her. He didn't get any real news, so the man didn't stay long and left.