Sister-in-law【ABO】

Two months and six days until the wedding.

Zhou Qiong sat on a chair and smoked, stared at the countdown, tore off another page of the calendar, crumpled it up with one hand and threw it into the trash can.

The cigarette butt shone orange-red in the darkness, like a star in the night.

His well-shaped lips held the thin cigarette in his mouth, and then opened it slightly, exhaling a cloud of white smoke, which was hazy and unreal.

Bao He's information was sorted out by himself, it was a mess, and it was not enough to understand Zhou Hao's crime, but he had to figure out the relationship between the victims and their current situation, and then contact the victim again to get rid of it together. But Zhou Hao, this is another big project.

Some victims have long since disappeared, some are underground, some are in prisons, and some are hiding in deep mountains, old forests or small cities.There are also family members of the victims like Jiang Quan, even if they survived by chance, most of them are not doing well now, and it is difficult to form a force to counter it now.

Time is too tight.

But it's not impossible.

Zhou Qiong opened his tired eyes wide, trying to find a way out between the lines, writing and drawing, and a complicated and messy relationship diagram appeared on the paper.

His pen tip stopped suddenly, he used such force that the paper was scratched with a broken wrinkle by the pen tip.

Hard work pays off, he found it.

The people left, the chair cushions gradually cooled down, and there was a pen on the lonely piece of paper, pointing to a name - "Zhou Shen".

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Zhou Qiong pushed open the dilapidated iron gate, and the cowhide boots scratched a gray mark on the concrete floor, and rust slag fell off the edge of the iron gate.

Open the door and enter. The room is small, but neat and bright. There is a person sitting by the south-facing floor-to-ceiling windows.The man was less than 40 years old, his face looked very young, his mental state and complexion were not bad, but his hair was abnormally gray.

The man was reading the newspaper by the sun by the window. When Zhou Qiong came in, he looked up and said, "Here you are? Find a place to sit. You can sit or stand if you want. The place is small, sorry."

Zhou Qiong called out respectfully: "Second Uncle." He sat opposite Zhou Can, and waited for Zhou Shen to read the last word on the newspaper, put down the newspaper, and then said: "Second Uncle, I don't want to talk nonsense, I'll come Just for one thing—"

Zhou Shen slightly raised his face to look at his second nephew, who was not much younger than him. The bright red orange sun smeared on the lens, reflecting a gentle light golden color. Zhou Shen's long and narrow eyes were hidden behind the glasses, and his dark brown pupils were like glass Transparency-it seems that you can see his outer surface, but not his inner heart.

He interrupted Zhou Qiong: "I know what you're going to say, no. I'm living a good life now, and I don't want to get into your muddy water. Zhou Hao has nothing to do with me, just drink a cup of tea and go."

Zhou Shen's temper is notoriously strange.He once had a relationship with Zhou Hao, and they broke up not long after. It is said that they broke up because they couldn't understand Zhou Hao's behavior.After that, for some reason, he voluntarily withdrew from the business competition and handed over everything to Zhou Hao, while he himself lived in a small bedroom in the suburbs of the city, almost cut off contact with the people and things before.

Zhou Qiong didn't give up, he held out the first card, and put it lightly in front of Zhou Shen: "Second Uncle, I'm willing to play this number after it's done."

Facing Zhou Qiong's five fingers, which meant a huge sum of money, Zhou Shen remained unmoved: "Where are you going to send the beggar?"

Zhou Qiong was not discouraged, and continued to play the second card: "In addition, there is 20% of Zhou's shares. In addition to your previous 15%, there is also my 5%."

Zhou Shen shook his head: "I understand enough, I have nothing to do with Zhou Hao long ago, these things are all external things, and have nothing to do with me."

Zhou Qiong closed his eyes and stopped dwelling on this point. He said in a tone and volume that was almost talking to himself: "What about Liu Pei's son? Is it okay?"

When sorting out the information, he accidentally discovered that the relationship between Zhou Shen and Zhou Hao was different from the rumors.When Liu Pei was young, Zhou Shen and Zhou Hao were in the same class. There was a group photo of them at an event on the school lawn. Zhou Hao and Zhou Shen were sitting on Liu Pei's left and right sides respectively, with one draping their shoulders and the other leaning slightly towards her. near.

Later, Liu Yu married Jiang Rong, and the two had a falling out not long after Jiang Liu's wedding.

Zhou Qiong had a bold guess. This was his last move. If it didn't work, he would be alone.

But even if there is only one ten-thousandth hope, he still has to try.Zhou Shen's power is far greater than him, if he can get Zhou Shen's support, he will almost win half of this battle.

In Zhou Shen's silence, time seemed to be frozen, walking very slowly.

On the contrary, Zhou Qiong's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and the "bang bang bang" was more obvious in this silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Qiong was about to give up. Zhou Shen finally opened his mouth, and uttered difficult words with his thin lips: "My son?"

Zhou Qiong immediately sensed hope from this question. He took out a photo of Jiang Quan and himself and handed it to Zhou Shen: "He is my true love."

Zhou Shen stroked the young man in the photo who was similar to the young Liu Yu, and murmured, "It really looks like..."

Zhou Qiong said: "If you think this matter has nothing to do with you, he will become my sister-in-law soon. Zhou Hao took a fancy to the shares of the Jiang family in his hand, and the wedding date is on October [-]st—"

Zhou Shen put down the photo, cut out the half that reached Jiang Quan, returned Zhou Qiong's half, and put Jiang Quan's photo in his arms.

He smiled slightly, and his perverse personality was fully displayed in his dark brown eyes: "What wedding? Don't spoil people if you are a death row prisoner."