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Back home in the afternoon, Sun Zheyang asked Han Chenxin to borrow his laptop for a while.

"What are you doing?" Han Chenxin asked.

Seeing his vigilant look, Sun Zheyang burst out laughing, "I'll use it to play the disc, I won't watch your animation, don't worry."

Han Chenxin thought his joke was boring, but he took the notebook out of the bedroom and put it on the dining table for Sun Zheyang to use.

When Sun Zheyang took out the CD he got from Tan Zong, he opened the CD drive of his laptop and put it in.

Han Chenxin poured a glass of water on the side of the dining table, but did not leave while holding the glass. Instead, he stood behind Sun Zheyang to see what so-called evidence he had found.

Sun Zheyang didn't stop him, and clicked on the video file inside.

"Surveillance?" Han Chenxin asked after seeing the video. He paid attention to the time display in the upper right corner of the video, which showed that it was around 27:13 on September [-].

Sun Zheyang leaned back on the back of the chair, stroked his chin lightly with one hand, and said, "Well, this is the second floor of Zhu Xiaoyan's teahouse." Then he pointed to the door of one of the closed rooms with his finger , "This is Zhu Xiaoyan's office."

Han Chenxin was a little puzzled, "Zhu Xiaoyan was killed on September 30th, right? And the place was at Zhu Xiaoyan's home instead of a teahouse. What do you mean by adjusting the teahouse's surveillance? Most of these things the police will not go to." Check it out?"

Sun Zheyang chuckled, "Don't worry, just take a look."

Sun Zheyang pressed fast forward, the surveillance video was long and boring, they had no way to wait for the time to pass by, so they could only speed up a little.

At about two o'clock, Zhu Xiaoyan appeared in the corridor, opened the door of the office, went in, and then closed the door.

At three o'clock, a man in a suit walked from the corridor to Zhu Xiaoyan's office, stood at the door and knocked.

Sun Zheyang pressed pause.

"Who is it?" The surveillance video was unclear, and Han Chenxin saw the person's side face, but couldn't see clearly.

Sun Zheyang said, "This man is called Liang Jing, and he is the teahouse manager hired by Zhu Xiaoyan."

The manager of the restaurant went to the boss's office to discuss things, which seemed to be nothing special, but Sun Zheyang seemed to be very concerned about it. Han Chenxin felt that this was what he wanted to see.

Sun Zheyang looked at Liang Jing in the screen for a while, and pressed to continue playing. As a result, Liang Jing stayed inside until four o'clock before coming out.

When Liang Jing walked out of Zhu Xiaoyan's office and turned to face the surveillance camera, Sun Zheyang pressed pause.

Seeing Sun Zheyang put his hands on his lips, Han Chenxin sighed deeply.

There was nothing special about Liang Jing in the surveillance video, so Han Chenxin asked, "What do you mean?"

Sun Zheyang knocked out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, lit it and said to Han Chenxin, "I went to Zhu Xiaoyan's office at around 06:30 that afternoon. Guess what I found there?"

Han Chenxin didn't speak, but just looked at the computer screen.

Sun Zheyang himself continued: "There are used condoms in the trash can."

Han Chenxin was stunned for a moment. He understood the meaning of this sentence. He knew that in the case file, Sun Zheyang's own transcript claimed that he had quarreled with Zhu Xiaoyan because of emotional problems, but Han Chenxin didn't expect it to be because of such emotional problems.

"But... how are you sure it must be this person? Maybe it was left at another time? Or someone went into Zhu Xiaoyan's office to have an affair?" Han Chenxin habitually considered the problem thoroughly.

Sun Zheyang smoked a cigarette and said: "Every night before the teahouse closes at 27 o'clock, the cleaning lady is responsible for cleaning up the garbage. On the [-]th, Zhu Xiaoyan only went to the teahouse at noon. Before that, including the night before, the two of us kept going to the teahouse. Stay together. As for other people going to her office to have an affair, I think the possibility of this is almost zero, unless you are full and support yourself."

Zhu Xiaoyan is Sun Zheyang's girlfriend, but she has an affair with Liang Jing behind Sun Zheyang's back.

Han Chenxin was a little dazed. All along, Han Chenxin thought that the emotional dispute between them was caused by Sun Zheyang, but he didn't expect that Zhu Xiaoyan had cheated. So, Sun Zheyang was cuckolded.

Having been with Sun Zheyang for so long, Han Chenxin has a somewhat understanding of Sun Zheyang's character, at least on the surface, he is arrogant and arrogant.Now Han Chenxin still remembered Sun Zheyang's violent temper in the first two days after he came out, and tried to find trouble for him.After getting along for a long time, it seems to be restrained, but the essence should not change. Can such Sun Zheyang bear his woman cuckolding him?

"What are you thinking?" Sun Zheyang suddenly asked Han Chenxin.

Han Chenxin suddenly came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Sun Zheyang turned to look at him, "Thinking so ecstatically, my mouth is watering."

Han Chenxin subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and soon realized that he had been tricked, frowned and cursed: "Crazy."

Sun Zheyang laughed.

Han Chenxin looked at his expression and said, "Aren't you angry that Zhu Xiaoyan stole people behind your back?"

Sun Zheyang's eyes were a little gloomy, he pinched the remaining half of the cigarette with his fingers, flicked the ash, and said, "What do you think?"

Han Chenxin continued to ask, "Why didn't you tell the police about this?"

"If Zhu Xiaoyan was killed for stealing, who do you think the police would suspect?" Sun Zheyang said.

Han Chenxin realized that if this was the case, Sun Zheyang's suspicion would be even greater.

"Then what are your plans?" Han Chenxin asked.

Sun Zheyang said frankly: "To be honest, I don't have any clues now. The only clue I know is the relationship between Liang Jing and Zhu Xiaoyan. I need to think about what to do next."

Han Chenxin didn't agree that he should investigate by himself, "I think you should notify the police."

Sun Zheyang said casually: "I will consider it when I have enough clues."

The next morning, Sun Zheyang accompanied Han Chenxin to the appraisal office to get his appraisal conclusion, and it turned out that he was slightly injured.The colleague who sent the appraisal to the police station, the police officer in charge of the case, also told Han Chenxin that the suspect's family had proposed a settlement.

Their daughter had just passed away, and they were unwilling to send their son to jail.

Han Chenxin glanced at Sun Zheyang.

Sun Zheyang said: "What do you want me to do? You can decide your own affairs."

In fact, it is true, whether Sun Zheyang is sorry for Zhu Xiaoyan, or Zhu Xiaoyan is sorry for Sun Zheyang, it has nothing to do with him. He does not need to link his own affairs with Sun Zheyang's affairs, let alone for Sun Zheyang What is owed to compensate the other party.

So Han Chenxin told the police officer handling the case that he agreed to a settlement, but demanded compensation.

The policeman who handled the case said: "Okay, if you have any requests, just ask, and I will pass them on to Zhu's family for you."

Han Chenxin didn't open his mouth like a lion, but made a request for compensation based on his own psychological bottom line. As long as the other party agreed, he was willing to write a letter of understanding.

Coming out of the police station, Sun Zheyang drove the car and said to Han Chenxin, "Come with me somewhere."

"Where to go?"

Sun Zheyang said, "Look at the house."

"Huh?" Han Chen was puzzled.

Unexpectedly, Sun Zheyang drove his car towards a newly opened real estate. He parked the car outside the sales department and said to Han Chenxin before getting out of the car: "Remember, we are going to buy a house."

"Are we going to buy a house?" Han Chenxin bit the word "we" hard, "Why do you think we went to buy a house together?"

Sun Zheyang said: "Whatever why, no one will ask, why are you nervous?"

Han Chenxin said, "Don't you think it's inappropriate?"

Sun Zheyang suddenly became impatient, "What's wrong with my brothers looking at the house together? I told you to stop surfing the Internet at home every day and watch some messy things. Go out and find a woman. You don't know that you won't know it for a long time." Wasted?"

As Sun Zheyang said, he glanced at Han Chenxin's legs.

Han Chen felt disgusted with his jokes, opened the door and got out of the car.

Sun Zheyang hurriedly chased after him, put Han Chenxin's shoulders from behind, and led him towards the sales department, "Let's go, don't say that the older brother doesn't care about you, I will take you to meet girls, you are not too young at this age." Need to have a girlfriend instead of clinging to your computer at home every day."

"Are you sick?" Han Chenxin was almost dragged inside by him, "You might as well move away from me quickly, so I can have a girlfriend when I have time."

Sun Zheyang said: "That can't be done. You two father and son cried and begged me to go. I just left. It's not a shame to you."

While talking, the two of them have already walked into the lobby of the sales department.

A girl came up to meet her and said, "Good morning, gentlemen, are you here to see the house?"

Sun Zheyang put his hands off Han Chenxin's shoulders, glanced at the name tag on the girl's chest, and said, "Just take a look." Then he walked around her and walked inside.

Han Chenxin didn't know what Sun Zheyang was looking for. He stayed where he was, and the sales lady continued to ask him, "How big a house do you plan to buy?"

Han Chenxin said, "I came with my friend."

"Oh," the girl had no choice but to say, "Then you can take a look first, and you can ask me if you have any questions."

Sun Zheyang looked around casually, and saw a young sales lady standing next to the model sand table of the building, so he walked over slowly, glanced at her badge, and said, "There are seven or eighty Square, a house of two?"

The girl responded immediately: "Yes, there is a model of the house type here, come with me and have a look."