Chapter 22: The Heartless One
When Qu Jinghong and Shu Ye rushed back, Shu Ying had just seen the little girl's scar with her own eyes.
She endured the sadness and strong anger and walked out of the room, bumping into Qu Jinghong: "Mom."
"Where's Zhizhi?"
"In the room." Shu Ying stood in front of the door, "Mom, Zhizhi is changing clothes and will be out soon."
Wen Zhile heard the conversation outside the door and hurried to put on his clothes as quickly as possible.
She and her family tacitly agreed that the old man must never know that she was often beaten at the Dai family.
"Grandma, uncle." The door opened from the inside and Wen Zhile walked out.
Qu Jinghong and Shu Ye immediately bypassed Shu Ying and said, "Kid, you've suffered."
[Sister, do you want to find out who killed you in your previous life? ]
A line of words suddenly popped up, and Wen Zhile was slightly startled.
While she was in a daze, Qu Jinghong and Shu Ye hugged her on each side.
"Yes." No one would not want to know who the murderer is. Besides, if he/she was able to kill himself/herself in the previous life, he/she must have malicious intentions towards herself/her in this life and threaten her/his life.
[If you want, I have been instructed that you can use money to buy clues. The clues are 200,000 each.]
"..." Wen Zhile couldn't help but ask, "The rules of time and space are also short of money?"
[Yes, sister, he is very short of money. As a token of our sincerity, we can provide you with a free clue. I will tell you when the time is right.]
"Okay, thank you then."
At seven o'clock in the evening, the family had a reunion dinner in the largest hotel in Jingzhou City.
After dinner, Shu Ying and Wen Shuren looked at the little girl who was supporting the old man and asked, "Zhizhi, do you want to go home tonight?"
"I want to go to my grandma's house."
Dai Nuan was still occupying her room in her house, and Wen Zhile didn't want to go back and cause trouble for herself.
Shu Ying's eyes flashed with frustration: "I'll go see you as soon as mom gets off work."
"OK."
Shu Chengan opened the car door for her, and Wen Zhile suddenly turned around and said, "Good night, Mom and Dad."
Shu Ying and Wen Shu Ren curled their lips and said, "Good night."
Considering that they had to obtain evidence first before they could bring the Dai family to justice and vent their hatred, Shu Ying and Wen Shuren did not show anything after returning home.
Wen Nuan goes home after school every night and goes to school early the next morning.
Shu Ying stood by the window and watched her get into the Zhou family's car. She frowned and said, "Old Wen, she is too close to the second son of the Zhou family."
The two university professors had no contact with the well-connected Zhou family, but her eldest brother had contact with the Zhou family, so she knew a little about the Zhou family's identity.
Zhou Yusheng's father is in a high position of power. If Zhou Yusheng and Dai Nuan have a very good relationship, will he use his family connections to help the Dai family?
Even if my eldest brother helps me then, the situation may not be good.
The Shu family does not have deep roots in the military, and their military connections all depend on the eldest brother and his wife. The older generation does not have any connections in the military and cannot help.
However, the Zhou family has a solid foundation, with connections passed down from generation to generation, firmly rooted at the top of the pyramid in both the military and political circles.
It is not a good thing for the Shu family and the Zhou family to compete with each other.
Wen Shuren tied his tie and waited for Shuying at the door. When she came over, he had already put away her shoes. "A family like the Zhou family must have a strict family tradition and will not easily interfere in other people's family affairs. Don't worry."
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Fang Xiuxiu booked a room for the new customer and told him the room number.
The phone on the service counter rang, and she reached out and picked up the receiver: "Hello, this is Shuhai Hotel."
"Hello, I'm looking for Dai Zhi."
Fang Xiuxiu guessed who was on the other end of the phone based on the tone of the voice: "Comrade, Xiao Dai has moved away."
Zhou Jihuai put down his pen and pushed away the notebook in front of him: "Where did she move to?"
"Mudan Hutong, I rented a house there, but I don't know the exact address." Fang Xiuxiu was cautious and didn't tell him the specific address. She thought she would tell the girl the next time she saw her and let her tell it herself.
Zhou Jihuai: "Okay, thank you."
He hung up the phone, looked at the notebook for a while, and picked up the pen again to write the training plan.
He hasn't been home for a few days and has been living in the army office.
In my spare time, I thought about paying attention to the progress of his "sister"'s recognition, but I didn't expect that she had already moved.
He didn't even call me after moving out.
If he hadn't made this call, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to find him after leaving the army.
What a heartless person.
Zhou Jihuai was thinking as he wrote, Mudan Hutong is Grandma Qu's home, and Shu Cheng'an would drive the police car there whenever he had nothing to do, so the security in that hutong should be very good.
But will she change places temporarily?
From the tone of the hotel staff, she didn't see her move there in person.
Zhou Jihuai's brows wrinkled unconsciously.
This kid is getting bolder and bolder. He even dares to rent a house and move alone in an unfamiliar place.
He quickly finished writing the training plan and walked out of the office with the notebook.
Yang Quan, the political commissar of the 21st Regiment, was waiting for him outside the door. As soon as he saw the door open, he spoke: "Captain, we have been training too hard these past two days. Do you think we should give those soldiers a day off?"
"Ruthless?" Zhou Jihuai went downstairs. "Continue training today. I have already written a new training plan."
Yang Quan sighed: "The soldiers here cannot be compared with the team you were in before, I understand your desire to lead a strong team, but haste makes waste..."
Zhou Jihuai pressed his forehead and said, "Tonight's extra training will end an hour earlier."
This was the rule he set after he arrived, to practice until eight o'clock two nights a week.
Yang Quanton felt relieved: "Okay."
At seven o'clock in the evening, Zhou Jihuai drove away from the troops.
It takes at least forty minutes to drive from the Southern Military District to Shibei. Zhou Jihuai drove from dusk to dark and parked the car at the end of the alley.
He wanted to go directly to Qu Jinghong to ask about Wen Zhile's whereabouts.
I hope Grandma Qu hasn’t gone to bed yet. If she has, we’ll have to wait until tomorrow.
Wen Zhile was sitting in the yard, holding a bowl of Chinese medicine and basking in the moonlight, trying hard to recall the murderer. Suddenly, she heard a knock on the door and someone called "Grandma Qu".
She walked to the door in surprise, stood behind it and asked, "Who is it?"
Zhou Jihuai: “…”
"It's me, your brother. Open the door."