Professor, you got it wrong

"In recent years, someone has been giving money to this relative. It is Grandma Su's care fee, but the money is all in cash, packed in a small black cloth bag, and put in the locker downstairs in the community."

"We investigated the monitoring and found that the person who gave the money was tightly wrapped, and they were not the same person. Preliminary guesses, they should all be people from the S%2BS organization."

Just like in movies or TV shows, Su Ziyu worked hard for the organization, and the organization would take care of his family.

Xing Su also said: "Su Ziyu has been studying in country M for these years, and his interpersonal relationship is also very simple. I can't find anything special for the time being."

Shang Luyan was not surprised by this result.

The S%2BS organization is too watertight, if it is so easy to leave a handle, it is really strange.

Shang Luyan regained his composure, and raised his eyes to look at Xing Su, "What is your purpose to avoid Lu Jingyi from telling us this?"

Ever since Lu Jingyi reported the case, Xing Su always revealed the case to him intentionally or unintentionally.

Although just met.

But Shang Luyan felt that Xing Su would not do unnecessary things.

The projection screen on the wall changed again, and turned into an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

His facial features are not very conspicuous, and he belongs to the kind of person who can't be found even if thrown in the crowd.

But there is an old scar on his left temple, which is very obvious.

Let people remember at a glance.

Although Shang Luyan only saw this man wearing a mask in the hospital last time, because of this scar, he remembered it all at once.

"He's the one who ... attacked me in the hospital."

Xing Su pulled out the person's information, "Li Dashan, 42 years old, is a hospital cleaner by profession. After extracting the X element from Chen Mo's glands, he disappeared. The police are currently looking for him."

"Shang Luyan, I know you don't want to get involved in danger, but I hope you can do your duty as a good citizen and help the police solve the case."

When Xing Su was talking, he looked at Jian Bailian, like a promise, but also like a request, "I can protect you well, so if you know anything, please tell me, is that okay?"

Shang Luyan's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the dark circles under the eyes and messy hair on Xing Su's face.

Leaving aside the uncomfortable interrogation and questioning, the other party is undoubtedly a good policeman who is dedicated to his duties.

With a low sigh, Shang Luyan was very helpless, "Yes, but I really don't know anything about this Li Dashan, but besides him, there was another person who attacked me at that time."

Shang Luyan tried to recall, "Professor said, he is tall, thin and left-handed."

"The thug who attacked me and Su Ziyu in the alley, I think he is also left-handed, because he has always held a knife in his left hand. When I punched him, he threw the knife to his right hand and stabbed me."

"So I thought maybe they were the same person."

The fact that lefties are less common than righties is also a clue.

Xing Su wrote it down, and someone knocked on the door just in time, saying that the comparison results came out.

Before Shang Luyan could leave the house, he heard Lu Jingyi's heartbroken crying from the corridor.

In the end, there was no suspense, the charred male corpse was Su Ziyu.

Lu Jingyi curled up in tears holding the report, as sad as if the whole world had collapsed.

Jian Bailian gently held Shang Luyan's hand, and only said in a low voice: "The fault is Su Ziyu, and it has nothing to do with you."

Shang Luyan turned to look at him, a tear hanging on the lower eyelid fell down without warning.

He belatedly wiped it off with the back of his hand, suppressing the unhappiness in his heart.

Su Ziyu's funeral was scheduled for the day after the report came out, and it was organized by Lu Jingyi.

From cremating the body to finding a grave for burial, she showed amazing mobility.

Shang Luyan felt that Lu Jingyi was like a walking dead, with crumpled clothes and no makeup.

The eyelids were swollen from crying, and the tears had all flowed dry, but the whole face could still be wet from crying.

Shang Luyan watched, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

Lu Jingyi is the daughter of Jian Bailian's teacher in the research institute, and Su Ziyu and him are also young.

Due to emotion and reason, Shang Luyan felt that he should help a little.

Even if he felt that Su Ziyu's fate was his own fault.

Among Su Ziyu's friends in China, only his company colleagues, boss and boss attended the funeral.

Shang Luyan stood under the tree, biting a cigarette in his mouth, looking at those bowing people standing in front of the tombstone through the faint smoke.

The leading middle-aged man is Su Ziyu's boss, Jian Bailian said, that man is Zhou Qiancheng, the boss of TK Group.

Shang Luyan always felt that Zhou Qiancheng looked familiar this week, maybe it was the reason why he often made headlines in the news.

After all, he is a famous philanthropist and big boss in S City.

"Little Lu, don't be too sad."

Zhou Qiancheng patted Lu Jingyi's shoulder in relief, "Although Su Gong left suddenly, you still have to carry on."

"You can't come back from the dead, don't hang yourself on a tree."

Lu Jingyi lowered her head to wipe her tears, and moved her shoulders slightly, as if to avoid Zhou Qiancheng's touch.

But in the next second, the other party's hand slipped down, grabbed her slender wrist, patted it, "Come to the company to help Su Gong collect the relics when you have time, you should remember the way."

From a distance, Shang Luyan couldn't hear what Zhou Qiancheng and Lu Jingyi said.

But as far as the physical movements of the two parties are concerned, he smells a taste of sexual harassment.

After twisting the unfinished half of a cigarette, Shang Luyan slightly raised his eyes to look at Jian Bailian who was standing beside him, "Professor, can I ask the hero to save the beauty?"

A very light layer of smoke drifted out from the rosy lips, and with the breathing while speaking, it lightly hit Jian Bailian's chin.

Jian Bailian lowered her eyes slightly, staring at Shang Luyan's beautiful lips, without concealing the fascination in her eyes, and asked in a soft voice: "I said no, so you won't go?"

Shang Luyan frowned, glanced in Lu Jingyi's direction, then turned back and nodded seriously, "If you say no, I won't go."

"However," he added smartly, "I don't think Professor is that kind of person."

Jian Bai passed the half cigarette in Shang Luyan's hand, pinched the cigarette holder with her index finger and thumb, and said in a low voice, "Go, I approve."

Zhou Qiancheng didn't care about Lu Jingyi's avoidance, and with an inexplicable smile on his face, he took another step forward.

"Xiao Lu, you are still young, and you still have many choices."

Lu Jingyi dodged and was about to back away when she was pulled aside by a hand.

Shang Luyan stood between her and Zhou Qiancheng, tall and long-legged, looking down, staring indifferently at Zhou Qiancheng, who was half a head shorter than him.

"President Zhou, right?"

Seeing this young man who suddenly appeared, Zhou Qiancheng squinted his eyes and restrained his smile, "You are?"

Shang Luyan tilted his head, but did not answer his question, "Men and women are different, and friends who are not very close will not feel uncomfortable if they keep a distance of more than one meter from each other."

"Mr. Zhou, you were too close just now."

Shang Luyan is about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a long-sleeved jacket covering his wrists so that the gender bracelet cannot be seen.

Coupled with the posture of another protector, Zhou Qiancheng couldn't figure out his identity, and in the end he just smiled lukewarmly, and then led him away.

Shang Luyan watched him leave, and before he could look away, he heard Lu Jingyi thank him weakly and hoarsely: "Thank you, Ayan."

Shang Luyan lowered his eyes and turned to look at her, "Does Su Ziyu know about this?"

Lu Jingyi sighed lightly, "He knows that before we met, I was Zhou Qiancheng's assistant."

The social status of omega is not high, which is reflected in the general perception that omega is a vase with weak abilities and only has the advantage of being good-looking.

Especially female omega, there are very few jobs that can be done.

Lu Jingyi graduated from biopharmaceuticals, and originally applied for a job as a pharmacist at TK Group.

But Zhou Qiancheng felt that she was not capable enough and asked her to start as an assistant first.

One time when Zhou Qiancheng made a move on her, Su Ziyu happened to see it.

Su Ziyu protected her behind her, making it very difficult for Zhou Qiancheng to step down.

Later, Lu Jingyi resigned and went to work as a clerk in Lu Weiteng's research institute.

Shang Luyan thought about Zhou Qiancheng, looked at Lu Jingyi's fragile appearance, and made a rather difficult decision, "In the future, if you have something to do, you can ask me for help."

Lu Jingyi froze for a moment, then said in a lower voice, "Thank you."

Shang Luyan actually regretted it after he finished speaking.

Su Ziyu likes him, and Lu Jingyi is Su Ziyu's girlfriend.

Such a relationship obviously shouldn't involve too much.

But after all the words have been said, it feels very deliberate to mention them again.

Shang Luyan wasn't sure if Lu Jingyi knew about Su Ziyu's liking for him, so he was silent for a while, looking for something to say, "By the way, Su Ziyu still has a grandma, have you notified her yet?"

Lu Jingyi brushed her hair that was tousled by the wind, and was about to speak when she suddenly looked past him to look at the road on the side.

Su Ziyu's tomb is near the gate of the cemetery, and because he was in a hurry to find it, he didn't have many choices.

At the end of the diagonal path is the gate of the cemetery. A black car slowly went uphill and stopped at the gate.

The back seat door was opened, first a couple got out, and then bent down to help an old lady with a cane to get out of the car.

Grandma Su is from the south and likes to wear her hair in a bun. Her gray hair is combed back into a short bun and fixed with a hairpin. She looks very gentle and kind.

It was not much different from what Shang Luyan remembered.

Probably because of excessive grief, the old lady looked haggard, her whole back slumped, and she was so weak that she would collapse when the wind blows.

Before Shang Luyan could move, Lu Jingyi went up to meet him first.

Grandma Su hugged Lu Jingyi, her cloudy eyes overflowed with tears.

Shang Luyan stepped aside, quietly watching Grandma Su's hunched figure, as she staggered to Su Ziyu's tombstone.

Smoking addiction seems to be committed again.

Shang Luyan touched the cigarette case in his pocket, but he still didn't take it out, and just licked his dry lips.

Grandma Su accused Su Ziyu of being unfilial in her native dialect, and said a lot.

The speed of speech is very fast, and the accent is so strong that people can't tell what is being said.

But the tone sounded like scolding, mixed with sad scolding.

Shang Luyan felt uncomfortable looking at it, just as he clenched his fingertips tightly, his back shoulder touched a strong and broad chest.

It was windy in the cemetery, Jian Bailian wrapped her arms around him, zipped up his half-unzipped coat, and then touched the hair on the back of his head with her lips, "Don't look at it if you feel uncomfortable."

Shang Luyan shook his head, turned his gaze, and suddenly saw the black car with a person sitting in the driver's seat.

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