Mr. He, please respect yourself

After various inspections, Song Zicheng could be discharged from the hospital, Jiang Qing went through the discharge procedures, and He Chumo accompanied him to the supervision office to make case records.

"Has this mobile phone number been contacted by you before?"

Uncle Police Cha held up a document, pointed to the number on it and asked.

Song Zicheng looked carefully, but there was no impression in his mind, but he took out his mobile phone and searched.

Called once, more than a month ago.

Song Zicheng looked at the time marked on the caller ID. He was very impressed with this date. It was the day after he was sent to the hospital by He Chumo last month because of his stomach pain.According to the time calculation, this should be the call from him when he received the takeaway.

At that time Song Zicheng thought it was Li Yaoxu's prank.

There was a chill in my heart.

"Have you been in touch?" Uncle Cha Cha asked again.

"Yes." Song Zicheng replied truthfully, and handed over the mobile phone showing the call history.

The police checked the time displayed on the mobile phone, "It seems that the suspect has been deliberate for a long time."

Talking and recording the relevant time and call duration.

He Chumo took a look in front of him, and also called up his mobile phone contacts, and handed it to the police, "Officer, please take a look. On the same day, I also recorded the contact information of this suspect."

He Chumo informed Jiang Qing of the details recorded on the phone and the evidence he had found, and responded accordingly to the police's questions.

Song Zicheng listened quietly, a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't say anything. After the transcript was completed, Song Zicheng followed He Chumo, walked out of the transcript room, saw Jiang Qing waiting at the hospital from a distance, thought for a while, and asked He Chumo Mo Dao: "Do you know Liu Weizhuo?"

"I don't know." He Chumo looked back at him, and said: "I told you, Jiang Qing will help you check this matter, forget?"

Song Zicheng's face was embarrassing, he turned his face away in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "I thought you were just talking to me, so you didn't take it seriously, so you never contacted Assistant Jiang."

He Chumo glanced at Song Zicheng, opened his mouth slightly, and was about to rush out a bunch of words, but when he saw Song Zicheng's hair whirling, he sighed, and finally said nothing, "Let's go, we'll talk when we go back."

Song Zicheng nodded, and obediently followed behind He Chumo.

Several people gathered together, and after some inquiries, Song Zicheng got into He Chumo's car.Jiang Qing followed He Chumo, grabbed He Chumo who was about to sit in the driver's seat, closed the car door with his hands, and said to He Chumo in a low voice, "Boss, I will send you a video later, you can watch it when you go back." Once, and then decide whether to show Xiao Chengcheng or not."

"What video?" He Chumo asked, "Is it Liu Weizhuo's video tonight?"

"Yes." Jiang Qing said: "This Liu Weizhuo, like his brother, should have some kind of mental problem. After he grabbed Xiao Chengcheng, it was like a switch was turned on, and he said a lot of words to himself. , and it's all about Xiao Chengcheng's past.

He Chumo frowned, and heard Jiang Qing continue to say: "Looking at the content of the video, Liu Weizhuo should have known your fiancé many years ago. It's just strange, I don't seem to have heard Xiao Chengcheng talk about it before. Tonight's transcript, He didn't mention it, and he didn't know if it was because he didn't remember it, or because he didn't know Liu Weizhuo at all, because Liu Weizhuo himself got too deep and got paranoid."

He Chumo glanced inside the car, and responded after a while: "I'll find a chance to ask him."

Jiang Qing signaled that she understood, and then asked: "Then, should I follow up and be responsible for the follow-up of this incident? Are you sure you won't notify the Song family?"

"Come on, Liu Weizhuo hasn't been found for a day, and Song Zicheng is in danger. In addition, you have been investigating this matter, and you have sufficient evidence. If you come to contact me, the police investigation will be easy." He Chumo said: "As for the Song family Song Zicheng said that he would not notify, so let him listen to him."

"Come on." Jiang Qing saw through him at a glance, "Just because of the incident your father caused recently, you probably don't have the face to contact the Song family."

He Chumo remained silent.

The two chatted for a few more words. He Chumo was anxious to go home, so he got into the car and left. Before the car arrived home, the mobile phone rang a message notification tone. He Chumo glanced at it, and it was Jiang Qing who sent the message.

He Chumo remembered what Jiang Qing said just now, and couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the steering wheel.

Song Zicheng sat quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, and looked out the window, very silent.Soon, the car drove back to the villa, and when Song Zicheng started to unbuckle his seat belt, he suddenly let out a soft cry.

"Huh? Where are my cufflinks?"

Song Zicheng touched the empty cuff of his right hand, and found that the place where a cuff button should be pinned to the sleeve was now empty, so he kept searching in the passenger seat.

"Looking for what?"

He Chumo turned off the engine and really wanted to get out of the car, but saw that Song Zicheng was about to lift up the car mat he had spread on the passenger seat, rummaging around like a blind fly, so he had to stop opening the door, helplessly asked.

"My cufflinks."

Song Zicheng couldn't find it, feeling anxious and regretful, he directly stretched his hand in front of He Chumo, pointed to the sleeve, "It's the cuff button I don't wear here today, it's a pair with the one on my left hand."

He Chumo said: "Forget it if you can't find it, I'll buy you a pair in the future."

After saying this, He Chumo suddenly realized that this casual and unintentional promise, said by himself, was really nothingness and stupidity.

In the future, let alone whether he and Song Zicheng still have the word "future", even if it is really a gift, in what capacity will he give away the pair of cufflinks?

friend?

Can they still be friends after their relationship ends?

Obviously not.

Song Zicheng didn't think deeply about the meaning of He Chumo's words, and focused all his attention on finding the cuff buttons, "Mr. He, when I was in the hospital, did you see that I still have this on my sleeve?" Cufflinks?"

"I didn't notice." He Chumo got out of the car and waited outside the car, "It's fine if you can't find it. You have been to too many places today, so you don't have to leave it in my car."

Song Zicheng became even more anxious when he heard that, "But these cufflinks are handmade, they were given to me by Chang Qing, and they cannot be bought outside."

[The author has something to say: Sorry, I have been busy with chores these days, the number of words in the update tonight is a little less, and it will be revised tomorrow, so you can rewatch it then.Go to bed early and get up early. 】