Ji Shi

Geng Songping said: "There is one thing I have never understood. Why is Hu Sheng sure that after he commits suicide, the other party will treat his children kindly. I didn't know until the identity of the man in the peaked cap was revealed, so..."

Zhong Shihuang said: "Is he a friend of the child's mother?"

Geng Songping pursed his lips.

Zhong Shihuang spread his hands, "You continue."

"Next time, can you be wise before the event instead of after the event?" Geng Songping saw that Zhong Shihuang had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, so he continued, "Jin Meiju has an older brother named Jin Kuanjiang. .”

Zhong Shihuang put away his laughter and said seriously, "Where is he?"

"Fleeing north."

"What does he have to do with our family?"

"He didn't. But his landlord said he once saw a lame man come in and out of his house."

Zhong Shihuang said bitterly: "Liang Bingchi!"

Geng Songping nodded and said: "If it is confirmed that it is Liang Bingchi, then everything is on the right track. No wonder Mr. Lao Zhong asked us to investigate him from the very beginning. Jiang is old and spicy! Don't worry, I have given Liang Bingchi's information to someone I know well. Police, he can't get away."

Liang Bingchi...

Liang Bingchi!

The smoldering hatred suddenly had an object, like a restless beast, clamoring wildly in his chest.Zhong Shihuang clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself not to imagine any bloody scenes, so as not to lose his mind and run to revenge himself.

Looking at his red eyes, Wen Gu secretly thought something was wrong, raised his hand, and passed a stream of immortal energy to him.

Seeing that Zhong Shihuang's face was pale, Geng Songping was considering whether to call the infirmary, but he miraculously calmed down the next second. "...Are you okay?" The mood fluctuates, and the weather is uncertain, which may cause mental illness?

Zhong Shihuang didn't know why he calmed down all of a sudden, and felt much more at ease, "If Liang Bingchi and Jin Kuanjiang have no other relationship, it is probably related to money. We can start investigating from Liang Bingchi's source of money."

Geng Songping said: "I have been investigating this area for a long time, but I still have no clue."

Zhong Shihuang said: "Thank you for your hard work."

Geng Songping laughed and said, "Why are you so polite all of a sudden?"

Wen Gu, who was listening, sensed someone knocking on the door of his room, turned around instantly, put away the puppet, and sat down at the desk. "Please come in."

The housekeeper pushed the door in with ginseng tea: "You must pay close attention to your studies and pay attention to your body. Come and have a cup of ginseng tea."

Wen Gu looked up from the book, smiled and said, "Thank you."

In the office, Geng Songping observed Zhong Shihuang's face: "I heard that you have been drinking a lot lately?"

Zhong Shihuang said indifferently: "General entertainment."

"Is it socializing or drinking to relieve worries?" Geng Songping and he wore a pair of trousers since they were young, and they talked more freely than ordinary people. "Is it because of Zhao Shuqing's matter?"

Zhong Shihuang glanced at him.

"I've long felt that your feelings for him are different. Just because you spent life and death together?" Geng Songping said, "That's why you shouldn't die, he deserves it."

Zhong Shihuang stood up and pointed at the door: "Go out if you have nothing to do, I have something to do."

Geng Songping sighed: "Don't run away every time you talk about this issue. Zhao Shuqing, what are you going to do? If he is really someone installed by Liang Bingchi, if you put him in the old house, it is like putting a time bomb by your side. Maybe it will instruct him to do something."

Zhong Shihuang's expression changed.

"If he wasn't from Liang Bingchi, what would he do for forging his background? What are the ulterior motives?" Geng Songping said bluntly, "You haven't thought about these things, have you? If you have thought about it, and still hold back, what are you planning?"

Zhong Shihuang said: "I installed a lot of surveillance cameras in the old house..."

Geng Songping said: "Aren't you a policeman, pretending to be a surveillance camera to catch criminal evidence? He is so good at it, if he doesn't care about it, several people in his family may not be able to stop him."

Zhong Shihuang was speechless.In fact, what he subconsciously hopes is that Zhao Shuqing will never move and stay by his side peacefully.However, as Geng Songping said, if Zhao Shuqing really wanted nothing, why bother to forge his identity?

"Could it be... is there something unspeakable about his life experience?" Zhong Shihuang asked weakly.Ask him, and ask yourself.

Geng Songping wanted to refute.How shady can it be?Killed someone and set fire to it?That can't stay anymore.But looking at Zhong Shihuang's pale face, he couldn't say those words. "Anyway, you have to ask clearly."

Ask clearly?

Zhong Shihuang sighed deeply.

After being left out for a few days, Wen Gu finally saw Zhong Shihuang's BMW at the gate of the driving school again.He got into the car calmly, and Zhou Fuhu greeted him from the back seat.

Zhong Shihuang didn't say anything, and started the car quietly: "What do you want to eat?"

Anything but flatbread is good.Wen Gu said, "As you wish."

Zhong Shihuang said: "Do you eat spicy food? Let's eat hot pot. You can put whatever you want in it." While talking, the car has already started.

The atmosphere in the car was stuffy.

Zhou Fuhu guessed that the two of them still minded the drunken kiss, so he casually said two things about his drunken statelessness.But neither Zhong Shihuang nor Wen Gu responded, and continued to keep quiet. Only Zhou Fuhu laughed dryly, and then...

It was completely quiet.

Even in the afternoon, the largest hotpot restaurant in the city has a [-]% attendance rate.

Zhong Shihuang sat at the table with Wen Gu, and Zhou Fuhu sat at the next table with several other bodyguards.The two tables are very close, and you can see each other's face when you look up, but you have to raise your volume a little.

Zhong Shihuang ordered a spicy pot.

Wen Gu is fond of sweets in his hometown, and has no memory of spicy food. He stared blankly at the bright red soup base.

"Does your family like spicy food?" Zhong Shihuang asked casually.

Wen Gu replied, "I haven't eaten."

Town Z does not like spicy food.

Zhong Shihuang gave him the menu: "Order what you want."

Wen Gu picked out a few vegetarian dishes, and Zhong Shihuang ordered a bunch of meat dishes.

The white air in the hot pot came out, and Zhong Shihuang's eyes seemed to be frosted, cold and heavy. He has been sitting silently since the dishes were served, silently picking up the dishes and putting them into the pot, and silently picking them up and putting them away. Put it into the plate in front of Wen Gu.

Wen Gu dipped in the sauce and took a bite, then paused.The fiery feeling spread quickly from the tongue and mouth, rushing to the nose in an instant, forcing tears. He stared blankly at Zhong Shihuang, rummaging through various spells in his mind, but none of them could solve the current predicament.

Zhong Shihuang has been paying attention to him, seeing him looking at him tearfully, his heart softened, and he stretched out his hand to his chin: "If you don't like it, just spit it out."

His voice was so gentle and full of temptation that Wen Gu followed suit without thinking. It wasn't until Zhong Shihuang threw the food in his mouth into the plate in front of him and wiped his hands with a towel that he realized what he had done. One face was flushed red, which made the whole face more lovely and pitiful.

Zhong Shihuang asked for a mandarin duck pot, half for each person, and poured him a glass of water.

Wen Gu even drank two glasses of water to recover, and he became more reserved when he ate again. Before eating, he tasted the taste with the tip of his tongue.

In Zhong Shihuang's view, the other party sticks out his tongue to seduce him from time to time, it's simply...unscrupulous!

Wen Gu watched Zhong Shihuang drink water and asked, "Are you spicy too?"

Zhong Shihuang reached out to wipe off the water stains on the corner of his mouth, "I have something to ask you."

Wen Gu put down his chopsticks solemnly, "Ask."

Zhong Shihuang said: "Your birthday is coming soon, what are your plans?"

"Birthday?" When Wen Gu was at home, his mother would boil eggs for him and buy snacks for him. Afterwards, no one paid attention to him after practicing Taoism.Hearing Zhong Shihuang's sudden question, he couldn't help being taken aback, and then remembered that there is a food in modern society called birthday cake, which is specially eaten for birthdays, so he brought it up.

Zhong Shihuang said: "Do you want to bring your father over to live together?"

Wen Gu was startled: "No need. I don't have a good relationship with him."

Zhong Shihuang picked up a chopsticks of fat beef and slowly rinsed it in the red soup. After a while, he said, "That's also father and son. Don't you worry about him staying so far away alone?"

Wen Gu didn't know why he suddenly brought this up, and said vaguely: "He is not good to me and my mother."

"Well, I'll find someone to visit your hometown in the past two days. Even if you don't want to invite him over, at least you need to know if he is okay."

"I have his number and I can call him."

Zhong Shihuang poked the bottom of the pot with his chopsticks and made a beeping sound.

Wen Gu's heart skipped a beat.Zhong Shihuang looked at him too strangely, hot and cold, angry and forbearing, it was difficult for him to express such diametrically opposite emotions with a pair of eyes.

"I want you to know," he said slowly, "if you need to talk and help, I'm here."

Wen Gu looked at the sincerity in his eyes, and really wanted to say that since this is the case, you can break through the world and practice with me.But the lessons learned from the past are vivid, and the results can be expected.He finally nodded without saying a word.

The disappointment in Zhong Shihuang's eyes was obvious, "Eat it." He scooped up the well-cooked fat beef in the seasoning dish, and put it in his mouth silently.

The meal was a failure.

Affected by the spicy taste, Wen Gu only ate a few mouthfuls of food, but Zhong Shihuang ate a lot, as if turning grief and anger into appetite, but he looked very unhappy.When parting, Zhong Shihuang asked Zhou Fuhu to send Wen Gu back to the apartment.

Wen Gu was surprised: "Why?"

Zhong Shihuang said: "There are very important things in my apartment, and they are inconvenient to move. You can guard them for me, so I can rest assured."

Wen Gu asked, "What?"

Zhong Shihuang said: "The company's confidential information is kept in the safe. Recently, some suspicious people appeared near the apartment. I am a little worried."

Since it is data, why can't it be transferred?

Wen Gu felt a little strange, but he agreed without thinking deeply.What he is most worried about now is that Zhong Shihuang will really run to find his father who does not exist. From the conversation just now, he can see that he has not given up on the idea, but he refuses to say when to send someone. It is very difficult.