"Qiuyue, I'm asking you, are you dating Liang Guoping, the son of Liang Damin?"
Qiuyue immediately denied it:
"No, no, I'm not dating, Dad. Who told you that?"
Qiu Jingwen didn't ask any more questions and hung up the phone with his daughter.
It was just something that suddenly came to mind, and he asked it casually.
His current concern is about his son being taken away by the police during the autumn harvest.
After hanging up the phone, Qiu Jingwen looked towards the door, but it was as if he was staring into empty space.
He saw nothing; his mind was racing.
The reason why the son was taken away is not important; what is important is what the son knows and what he will tell the investigation team.
Qiu Jingwen ruled out the possibility that his son Qiu Shou was at the crime scene, since he already knew from his wife that Liu Han was killed in the morning, while his son was still asleep at that time.
So,
If the son confesses to the police about Liu Han's past stalking.
If a son perceives something unusual about his father, such as taking leave from school for the first time in years to send him and his sister to school.
Including that day at the dinner table, when I first got angry with him and his sister, forbidding them from going out to play, and even slapping him.
Qiu Jingwen naturally realized that, given the intelligence and experience of the police officers, they would be able to deduce Liu Han's intention in following Qiu Shou, and would be able to assess the connection between Liu Han and Qiu Jingwen, or his wife Jiang Yuping.
Once a connection is established in the minds of the investigation team members, then they will definitely be identified as a target of investigation, or even a criminal suspect.
After considering all the possibilities, Qiu Jingwen wondered whether he should ask Liang Damin, just as he had promised his daughter.
To Qiu Jingwen's surprise, Liang Damin stepped directly into his office.
When Qiu Jingwen saw Liang Damin enter his office, he immediately stood up from his seat.
"Old Liang!?"
"Old Qiu, are you busy?"
"I just got back to the office from the workshop. You wanted to see me about something?"
"It's just a small matter."
“Sit down and talk.”
As Qiu Jingwen spoke, he handed Liang Damin a cigarette, then took one out and put it in his mouth.
He struck a match, lit it for Liang Damin first, and then used the remaining embers to light his own.
He was once a teenage spy, and he is still a spy.
Qiu Jingwen, having received special agent training, did not show any nervousness when facing Liang Damin, the head of the security department.
After Liang Damin sat down, he looked at Qiu Jingwen.
"Old Qiu, your son Qiushou is at the guesthouse, are you aware of this?"
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