Chapter 703 Qu Zhi is dead
"Brother Jiang!" Wang Honghong hurried back.
Jiang Chen was about to go out with Ye Rou's lunch when Wang Honghong blocked his way.
"If you have anything to say, come back and talk to me."
Wang Honghong hurriedly said, "Brother Jiang, this is not good. Something has really happened."
Seeing his anxious expression, Jiang Chen called the mute woman over, handed her the lunch box, and instructed:
"Make sure she takes her meals and medicine."
"It might rain this afternoon, so give her her coat and umbrella. Tell her not to run around because the roads are slippery. I'll pick her up this afternoon."
Wang Honghong pouted at the side: "Brother Jiang, you really look like an old woman now."
"You'd better tell me something important." Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and spoke in a dangerous tone.
Wang Honghong quickly got down to business.
"Didn't you tell me to ask Qu Wanning... Even though it happened many years ago, Qu Wanning still remembers what that man looked like."
"It matched the appearance of the man I met. The most important thing was that he did have a black mole between his eyebrows. She remembered this very clearly."
It was indeed him...
Jiang Chen smiled, and his smile was extremely cold.
Wang Honghong didn't notice Jiang Chen's strange behavior and continued, "There's another thing that I find quite strange."
After asking Qu Wanning, he drove back along the same route and saw a large group of people gathered by the lake in the park from afar. It was extremely lively.
Wang Honghong was a person who loved to join in the fun, so she quickly stopped the car and squeezed in to take a look.
There seemed to be a person floating in the lake. I heard that it was seen by people who were boating in the morning.
When people were pulled up, they were all soaked in buoyancy.
But Wang Honghong still recognized him at a glance.
Bend it!
One of his arms was missing, and the lower part was also cut off. He died in a miserable manner, and his face still showed the fear of having seen something horrific.
At this point, Wang Honghong shuddered, hugged her arms, and muttered, "Brother Jiang, who do you think did this?"
He didn't expect Brother Jiang to give him an answer, he just asked out of curiosity.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen suddenly said, "Li Rui."
"Huh?" Wang Honghong looked up blankly: "Who is Li Rui?"
Jiang Chen said coldly, "Li Rui did it. He's Jiang Zhao's biological father."
Wang Honghong opened her mouth wide: "Brother Jiang, are you saying that Qu Zhi was killed by the man I saw last night? Oh my god... but why?"
"Qu Zhi bumped into someone he shouldn't have, and he's seeking revenge for Jiang Zhao." Jiang Chen figured out the situation in just a few words.
He knew Li Rui too well.
Compared with Li Guang, who loves money like his life, Li Rui is more greedy and cruel than his father.
Jiang Zhao is his biological son after all. He was bullied to the point of becoming a monk in a temple. He couldn't swallow this and would definitely find someone to vent his anger on.
Qu Wanning is his woman, Jiang Dehai is in prison, so after all the calculations, only Qu Zhi is left.
Now that Qu Zhi has lost his backing, the guy who got Song Xiaoqin pregnant and made Jiang Zhao a cuckold is the best target for revenge.
Wang Honghong thought of Qu Zhi's death and swallowed. "No, just because of this... he killed someone? That's crazy."
After sighing, he asked cautiously, "Then should we continue investigating, Brother Jiang?"
Jiang Chen said calmly, "Go to the police station and tell Cheng Gang the whole story."
Wang Honghong hesitated: "Can he believe it?"
It's all speculation, there's no actual evidence.
Jiang Chen: "Tell Cheng Gang that Li Rui is stealing and selling antiques."
Stealing and selling antiques?
Wang Honghong understood.
Recently, a group of merchants in Beijing have been secretly collecting antiques and cultural relics and sending them abroad to sell to foreigners.
I heard that the police station has taken this matter very seriously recently and has even set up a special task force for this purpose.
The murder plus the theft and sale of antiques are enough for the police to take on Li Rui.
Wang Honghong smiled mischievously, agreed immediately, and went to the police station.
Liu Yutang was about to go to the kitchen to prepare the pregnancy-maintaining medicine for Xiaorou when he caught a glimpse of Jiang Chen and paused.
Jiang Chen was the only one in the front hall and courtyard.
He stood sideways in the sunlight, half of his face hidden in the shadows, a cold air emanating from his body, like a demon crawling out of hell, with a gloomy expression.
What on earth is this brat thinking about?
Liu Yutang didn't want to care about him, but thinking of Xiaorou, he still walked over.
"Jiang boy."
Jiang Chen's eyebrows were twitching and his head was splitting with pain.
This is an old problem of his, probably because he received too much electric shock treatment in a mental hospital in his previous life.
After a new life, this neurotic pain still lingers in his soul...
When Liu Yutang got closer, he found that the boy's face was pale, so he hurriedly grabbed his wrist and took his pulse.
After a long pause, Liu Yutang looked puzzled and said, "It's okay, why do you look so grim?"
Jiang Chen frowned and withdrew his hand: "Nothing."
Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Liu Yutang frowned slightly: "I think you have been living comfortably for too long, and you want to make trouble again."
Jiang Chen's face was gloomy and he said, "What do you know?"
"You little bastard!"
Fortunately, Liu Yutang was already used to his rudeness and said earnestly, "Xiao Rou is pregnant now. No matter what knots you have, you must let them go. Don't let Xiao Rou worry about you while she's pregnant."
When mentioning Ye Rou, Jiang Chen said in a gentle tone: "I know."
"Just be sensible."
Liu Yutang knew that this kid had an idea, but after hesitating for a moment, he reminded him:
"Your eyes are in front of you, so you look forward. You're young, so why would you let go of anything?"
Jiang Chen remained silent.
Seeing him like this, Liu Yutang shook his head, sighed and left.
Buddha does not save people, people can only save themselves.
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"President Ye, Principal Ji wants to see you."
Upon hearing this, Ye Rou put down the documents at hand and walked out.
Ji Chunming was chatting with someone. When he saw Ye Rou, he waved and introduced the people around him to her with a smile. Just as he was about to speak, Ye Rou asked in surprise, "Director Gu?"
Gu Xue smiled and smoothed his beard: "My friend, we meet again."
Ji Chunming was surprised: "Do you know each other?"
"More than just knowing him." Gu Xue smiled and said, "Xiao Rou's grandfather was my senior at the same school. The authentic Wang Xizhi painting in the museum was temporarily loaned to me by Senior Zheng."
"What a coincidence." Ji Chunming exclaimed.
Ye Rou noticed that there was a long scar the size of a little finger on Gu Xue's face where his cheek met his chin. It wasn't there last time she saw him. She asked curiously, "What's this?"
Gu Xue sighed, "There's been a rampant smuggling of cultural relics in Jing City lately. I was helping to catch someone and got scratched."
Upon hearing this, Ji Chunming opened his eyes wide and subconsciously said, "You are so old, and you are still arresting people?"
"What's wrong with me being so old?" Gu Xue glared at him. "Cultural relics are important carriers of civilization. These relics are national treasures, belonging to our country. Catching smugglers is everyone's responsibility."
Ji Chunming never thought that a casual remark would cause such a big reaction from Gu Xue.
He begged for mercy: "I was wrong, please don't bother with me."
Gu Xue snorted: "Alright, let's get down to business."
Ji Chunming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said to Ye Rou:
"I heard that you are going to hold an expert symposium. This is a good thing and must be supported."
"The director of the ancient museum is a chronologist, an expert in ancient ceramic technology, and has been engaged in archaeology for a long time. I specially invited him to hold an expert symposium for students majoring in archaeology."
Ye Rou was delighted when she heard this: "Great, welcome!"
Gu Xue smiled and said, "The symposium is a good format. It allows students to understand the dynamics of the discipline and research methods, broaden their academic horizons, and stimulate their interest and love for archaeology. It's a good thing."
Ji Chunming nodded to Ye Rou: "It was all Xiaorou's idea."
He originally didn't have much expectations for Ye Rou, but after seeing the activities and competition plans she submitted, he was surprised and somewhat relieved that he did not choose the wrong person.
Ye Rou was unwilling to take on the job.
She just took advantage of her time travel. These activities have become very mature in universities in later generations. She just copied them and would never dare to take credit for them.
“I would also like to thank Principal Ji and the teachers at the school for their support.”
Gu Xue listened to them praising each other and laughed, "It's obviously a good thing, but you guys are making it look like a hot potato, throwing it to each other, and no one wants to take it."
The three of them laughed.
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