Rebirth of Xia Ze

Xia Zhicheng felt that fate was like a monster with a bloody mouth. After mocking him once many years ago, he stood by his side again after 15 years.

Han Ling died and was killed by Zhou Hanqing.He listened to Zhou Hanqing calmly telling him about this on the other side of the phone, the first thing that flashed in his mind was not the news of Han Ling's death, but the recording that Zhou Hanqing had released in advance.Zhou Hanqing was reminding him that she had something against him.Xia Zhicheng hung up the phone in a hurry, turned around and told Jiang Tao to leave the meeting room quickly.Behind him, Xia Ze also hung up the phone, looking at his back with dim eyes.

"What's wrong?" Chi Yiheng sensed something was wrong, blocked the sight of everyone around him, and asked in a low voice.

Xia Ze regained his composure, and quickly said, "Han Ling was accidentally killed by Zhou Hanqing. Zhou Hanqing just informed Xia Zhicheng of this matter."

This news was so shocking that even Chi Yiheng was taken aback.He quickly came to his senses, "How did Zhou Hanqing and Han Ling get together?"

"It seems to be because Zhou Hanqing heard that recording." Old A only briefly mentioned it on the phone, and he hasn't had time to send the specific video to Xia Ze.

Chi Yiheng's thoughts changed sharply. Zhou Hanqing would definitely not sit still if he killed Han Ling. She must have wanted to drag Xia Zhicheng into trouble by notifying Xia Zhicheng of this matter.As long as Xia Zhicheng joins in, they can use this incident to draw out the cause of aunt's death.

"Where did you keep Han Ling's cell phone?" Chi Yiheng asked while pulling Xia Ze out of the conference room.

Xia Ze was taken aback, and instantly understood Chi Yiheng's plan. "May I?"

Chi Yiheng nodded, "Just leave it to old A." The question now is what will Xia Zhicheng do next?

As the hidden protagonist in the conversation between the two, Xia Zhicheng was driving to the place where Han Ling lived in Blue Harbor.Zhou Hanqing was unclear on the phone, Xia Zhicheng knew that the other party's intention was to lure him to the scene.Up to now, it doesn't matter what Zhou Hanqing did, the important thing is to solve this matter as soon as possible.Xia Zhicheng thought of Zhou Zhen who was taken away by the Commission for Discipline Inspection, he couldn't make any more troubles at this juncture.

Avoiding the camera, Xia Zhicheng parked the car outside the community.After looking around, Xia Zhicheng hurried upstairs with his head down.Out of caution, he took the stairs, and 2 minutes later, he knocked on the door and stood in front of Zhou Hanqing.

While waiting for Xia Zhicheng to come over, Zhou Hanqing had completely calmed down.Not only did she carefully wipe off all the fingerprints that she might have left in the room, but she even found two pairs of shoe covers, one was put on by herself, and the other was handed to Xia Zhicheng who had just walked in.

Han Ling's body was lying on the ground, Zhou Hanqing did not move.The moment Xia Zhicheng bent down, he suddenly met Han Ling's wide eyes, and he froze there.He seemed to have seen the scene when Chi Xinyun was lying on the ground back then. The striking similarity of their postures made him feel a cold panic from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Hanqing misunderstood Xia Zhicheng's reaction. Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, he sneered and said, "What? I have a deep affection for her and want to avenge her?"

Xia Zhicheng returned to his senses, ignored Zhou Hanqing, and just looked at Han Ling's body silently.The two have known each other for many years and have been entangled for many years. In his heart, Han Ling is no longer as simple as an ordinary lover.Before Chi Xinyun died, Han Ling represented his youth and his dreams.And after Chi Xinyun's death, Han Ling became the sustenance of some kind of madness in his heart.It was as if his depression and anger could be vented through Han Ling's madness, making him morbidly dependent on Han Ling to some extent.

After Han Ling died, he couldn't express how he felt in his heart. After the initial shock, he might have felt sad, but more feelings were diluted by a series of possible consequences after Han Ling's death.After all the precipitation, all that remains now is the urgency to solve this matter as soon as possible, and some kind of unspeakable relief.

Xia Zhicheng whispered, "Hanqing, what's going on?"

Zhou Hanqing kept observing Xia Zhicheng's expression. She was really worried that Xia Zhicheng would suddenly go crazy and would risk nothing but revenge for Han Ling.When Xia Zhicheng opened his mouth, Zhou Hanqing's heart quickly fell to the ground.No matter how affectionate he is, Xia Zhicheng is still that selfish and cowardly man at his core.

"It's just like what I told you." Zhou Han said flatly: "Han Ling went to the hospital and pissed off the old lady. She got words from the old lady and wanted to threaten Zhicheng with this recording, but I received it. Call. When I got here, because I couldn’t reach an agreement, I accidentally killed her during the dispute.”

Xia Zhicheng didn't ask Zhou Hanqing why he answered his call, nor did he ask why Zhou Hanqing came to Han Ling without talking to him first.These are not important, they are just Zhou Hanqing's little thoughts, he is concerned about other issues.

"What about the recording?"

"It should be in the computer." Zhou Hanqing explained: "I have deleted the recording she sent you before the accident, but I don't know the password of her email. It depends on you, Zhicheng."

Xia Zhicheng did not say much and directly logged into the computer. Han Ling's mailbox password was no secret to him. He quickly found the original email sent by Han Ling and chose to delete all attachments.After pressing the clear button, Xia Zhicheng paused. He didn't really believe Zhou Hanqing's so-called deletion of the recording. According to Zhou Hanqing's temperament, he would definitely keep a backup in his hand, but these are trivial matters. .

"What about the original recording?"

Zhou Hanqing froze for a moment, she didn't know this.

Xia Zhicheng frowned, "Have you seen Han Ling's cell phone?" According to what he knew about Han Ling, Han Ling didn't understand some gadgets nowadays.Moreover, Xia Yuan lived with Han Ling all the time, and Han Ling had no chance to find these, or they recorded them with their mobile phones.

Zhou Hanqing's reaction was obviously that he didn't know, Xia Zhicheng quickly said a number and motioned Zhou Hanqing to call.

No sound, nothing, despite Zhou Hanqing beating again and again, the whole room was still silent.Xia Zhicheng gave another number, and this time they quickly found the phone in the upstairs bedroom, but there was nothing in the phone, only a few hysterical text messages from Han Ling.The most important thing is that this is not Han Ling's usual mobile phone, but a spare one.

"Could it be that the phone is lost?" Zhou Hanqing asked tentatively.

Xia Zhicheng frowned. Zhou Hanqing didn't take it seriously. She glanced at Han Ling on the ground and asked, "What should we do now?"

Before Xia Zhicheng came, Zhou Hanqing had been thinking about this issue.The knife wound on Han Ling's heart was too obvious, and it would be impossible to pretend to be an accident. She had to find a "murderer" and find a perfect motive for the murderer.

Xia Zhicheng saw what Zhou Hanqing meant, he thought for a while, "A thief broke into the house and robbed?"

"It's daytime now." Zhou Hanqing reminded that there would be no thieves in a high-end community like Han Ling's, let alone daytime.What's more, once no specific murderer is caught, the case will remain under investigation. It is possible that the police will find some clues to find her on the way.This kind of uncertainty is too high, what she wants is to close the case as soon as possible, kill the murderer, and completely wash away the relationship with her.

"What do you want?"

Zhou Hanqing said softly: "Xia Yuan."

"No!" Xia Zhicheng flatly refused.

"Why not?" Zhou Han calmly analyzed, "The eldest brother and sister-in-law are in the hospital, and no one has given Xia Yuan an alibi. He often goes in and out of here, and the security guards have seen him and know his relationship with Han Ling. A few days ago Didn't he still quarrel with Han Ling today? The neighbors around must have heard similar movements. At that time, as long as the public opinion is reasonably guided, and the rumors are released to imply that Han Ling does not want Xia Yuan to get close to her adoptive parents, Xia Yuan is caught in the middle of a dilemma. Under the depressed mood, we clashed with Han Ling again, and ended up killing someone by mistake, isn't that reason enough?"

"Xia Yuan..."

Zhou Hanqing interfaced: "Xia Yuan is with Zichang now, and no one can contact him. This is completely in line with the behavior of murder and escape. Presumably the police are willing to solve the case earlier, and don't want to delay it for too long."

Xia Zhicheng remained silent.

Zhou Hanqing further confused: "Zhicheng, I know Xia Yuan is your son, but don't forget that you have two other sons. Xiao Kai is not yet an adult, are you willing to let him lose his mother? What's more, Han Ling Alive, we will always be subject to her. Now that she is dead, as long as this matter is handled properly, no one can threaten you with Chi Xinyun's matter. If you are reluctant to part with Xia Yuan, you can do something for him. Proof of mental illness. Han Ling is mentally ill, and he has genetics, so it can be said. After a few years, when the limelight fades and he is sent abroad, won't everything be resolved?"

Xia Zhicheng was a little shaken by what Zhou Hanqing said.Murder is a major case, as long as the murderer is not caught, the case will not be closed.He and Zhou Hanqing have the same interests now, and what he needs is to get rid of the relationship with Han Ling's death as soon as possible, and someone to take the blame is the fastest way.It's just that the culprit... Xia Zhicheng couldn't be cruel.

Zhou Hanqing glanced at the time and reminded him: "Zhicheng, it will be noon soon, and we still need to rush to the hospital." She and Xia Zhicheng must appear in front of people as soon as possible to get rid of their suspicion.

This conversation fell into the ears of old A who was on the opposite side. He couldn't help but sympathize with Xia Ze and Xia Yuan for having such a father.

Although he didn't know Xia Ze's plan, Old A still called Xia Ze and told Xia Ze the result of the discussion between Zhou Hanqing and Xia Zhicheng.

"Xia Yuan takes the blame?"

This answer silenced Xia Ze.In the process of going home with Chi Yiheng to find his cell phone, Xia Ze once thought, if it wasn't for him in this life, who would Xia Zhicheng push out?Maybe Xia Zhicheng would create a scene where Han Ling died unexpectedly, just like his mother did back then?

Xia Ze always felt that Xia Zhicheng pushed him to take the blame in his previous life not because he was the most suitable, but because Xia Zhicheng subconsciously didn't want to see him.Now the same thing happened, the person pushed out was not him, but Xia Yuan.Xia Ze didn't feel much joy, but his heart became more and more sad.This shows that Xia Zhicheng actually doesn't care who comes out to take the blame, whether Xia Ze pays it back or Xia Yuan, he only cares about himself.

Chi Yiheng, who was driving, reached out and held Xia Ze in good time.Chi Yiheng's hand was warm and full of strength, Xia Ze shook it back forcefully, and quickly cheered up, "Leave them alone, my cousin and I will be there soon."

Old A agreed, then suddenly called out, "Wait, Sun Deyuan's people are here too."

"Sun Deyuan?"

Old A didn't bother to talk, he looked at Zhou Hanqing and Xia Zhicheng who left Han Ling's house with their heads lowered one after the other.Sun Deok-won's men seem to be keeping an eye on them, but strangely that doesn't stop them from leaving.

"Strange, what does Sun Deyuan want to do?" Old A murmured.

The car accident in his previous life flashed through Xia Ze's mind, and he figured out something in a flash.