Lost and Spy

The house Qian Feichi lives in is very grand.

And it's great.

Even when the Chief of the Detective Section of the Chongqing Police Station came, he still waited outside for about 10 minutes before being invited in.

"Mr. Qian."

As soon as he entered the living room, Wan Daqing greeted him politely.

"It doesn't make sense, how do you policemen do it?"

Unexpectedly, Qian Feichi scolded as soon as they met: "Chongqing, how important is it to accompany the capital? A senator in the majestic capital was assassinated in the street. It is a laughingstock if it spreads!"

Wan Daqing laughed and said, "We are already doing our best to solve the case."

"Try your best to solve the case? What case did you try your best to solve?" Qian Feichi didn't want to let it go. "Where's the murderer? Has the murderer been caught?"

"Not yet."

"Where's the clue?"

"Still looking."

"That means there is no progress!" Qian Feichi didn't give him any face, "If you don't solve the case, what are you doing here?"

"Mr. Qian, in order to solve the case as soon as possible, we would like to ask you some questions."

Qian Feichi glanced at the speaker: "Who is this person?"

"Ah, it's Cai Xuefeng, the captain of our criminal investigation team." Wan Daqing hastily introduced "Cai Xuefeng" Meng Shaoyuan.

"What question, ask quickly." Qian Feichi said impatiently: "I'm very busy, I have a meeting this afternoon, so I don't have time to waste time here with you!"

Meng Shaoyuan didn't care either: "Mr. Qian, I heard that you didn't go that way?"

"That's right." On this point, Qian Feichi didn't hide anything: "I went to buy clothes for my daughter, so I temporarily changed the route."

With that said, he took a sip of tea.

"Mr. Qian really loves his daughter. How old is Ling Qianjin?"

Meng Shaoyuan observed while talking.

Qian Feichi put down the teacup and covered the lid: "Five years old."

"Ah, only five years old?"

As soon as Meng Shaoyuan said it, Wan Daqing coughed.

Director Meng didn't understand some things.

Qian Feichi is 39 years old this year. He had a son before, but he fell into the water and died when he was six years old.

For some reason, Qian Feichi never gave birth again.

His current daughter was also adopted from his brother two years ago.

His son's tragedy was also his heartbreak.

Qian Feichi put his hand on the lid of the tea bowl, and moved the lid of the tea bowl, with a look of anger:

"Captain Cai, my daughter is five years old, does it have something to do with this case?"

"No, no, it's just an extra sentence."

Meng Shaoyuan seemed to be explaining there: "If something offends Councilor Qian, please don't take it to heart."

Really say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.

An old woman walked in with a little girl: "Master, I brought the young lady back from piano lessons."

Before Qian Feichi finished speaking, Meng Shaoyuan on the side said: "What a beautiful child, this is Ling Qianjin, right?"

Qian Feichi forced a "hum" in his nose.

"Hi, my name is Meng Shaoyuan."

Meng Shaoyuan actually greeted a five-year-old girl, and then extended his hand.

The little girl's tutor looked very strict, first glanced at her father, and then stretched out her hand timidly.

The two briefly shook hands, and Qian Feichi said, "Take the lady back to the room for 10 minutes and then learn English."

The old lady hurriedly took the little girl away.

"The congressman's daughter is extraordinary." Meng Shaoyuan gave a thumbs up: "By the way, I also brought a small gift today for Ling Qianjin to enjoy."

"No need." Qian Feichi said coldly, "We never accept gifts from others."

"Hey, where are my things? I obviously brought them out."

But Meng Shaoyuan didn't seem to hear it at all, he fumbled around and muttered: "Hey, where are my things? Where did I put them? I brought them out tomorrow?

Strange, why is my memory so bad now?The last time I went out, I clearly remembered that I closed the door, but I just forgot to close it. As a result, I was caught by a thief, and all the invisible things in the house were stolen. "

What are you doing, sir?

Wan Daqing glanced at Wang Nanxing.

Wang Nanxing also looked helpless.

This, this is probably the chief's hysteria again?

Who doesn't know about the operation?
As long as the chief's madness is not cured, every once in a while, he will always fall ill.

"OK OK."

Hearing these words, Qian Feichi's face changed slightly, but strangely, his attitude softened a little: "Don't look for it anymore, I'm tired, you all go back first, and come to me when there is progress in solving the case."

"Oh, Senator Qian, I'm really sorry."

Meng Shaoyuan said hello: "Then we won't bother you, let's say goodbye."

……

"Sir, what were you doing just now?"

As soon as he went out and got into the car, Wang Nanxing couldn't bear it any longer:
"Did you discover something again?"

"Qian Feichi doesn't like his daughter at all, on the contrary, he hates his daughter very much." Meng Shaoyuan's face gradually became gloomy: "When I shook hands with the little girl just now, I found her wrist was bruised. Pinched.

This kind of bruise is easier to find, and the old lady and the servants dare not do that.When the little girl looked at Qian Feichi again, fear was written all over her eyes.Qian Feichi's expression was also abnormal. "

"Qian Feichi beat him?"

Wang Nanxing seemed to understand: "However, children are too naughty. Sometimes adults can't control their emotions, and sometimes they use a little bit of strength."

"But there are wounds on both wrists and neck?"

Meng Shaoyuan asked back.

Wang Nanxing didn't speak, Wan Daqing said aside: "Even if it was Qian Feichi who beat him, it's his family's business. We don't have much to say. It doesn't seem to have much to do with solving the case, right?"

"It really has nothing to do with solving the case." Meng Shaoyuan said unhurriedly: "From the very beginning of this case, I knew that there would be no results in the investigation with Qian Feichi, and I was only interested in another case. "

"Another case? What case?"

"You police have been working on it for several years, but you haven't solved any cases." Meng Shaoyuan took out a folded newspaper from his pocket and handed it to Wan Daqing.

Wan Daqing opened his eyes full of doubts, and his expression changed drastically: "What? What do you mean, is this case, this case, related to Qian Feichi?"

"It's not about him, but it's very likely that he did it."

Meng Shaoyuan said coldly: "I used to read the newspapers and only suspected it, but now I have some certainties. This, no, these cases were all done by Qian Feichi."

"I'm going to summon him right now." Wan Daqing said impatiently.

"Don't worry, just let him show himself." Meng Shaoyuan said with confidence:

"Before we left, I had already planted a seed in his heart, and this seed would torture him so much that he would die of pain!"