Qiu Miao: Mr. Gu’s twisted logic is full of twists and turns╭(╯^╰)╮

In the lovely bright yellow little house, Mrs. Bathgate, who had seen off Gu Wenye and Qiu Yanping, stood in front of the bathroom that Qiu Yanping had previously borrowed. She frowned and checked all the furnishings in the bathroom one by one as if she had an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

She pursed her lips and scanned the bathroom which seemed to have not changed much. The doubt and uneasiness in her heart eased a little. Two strange men suddenly appeared in front of her and took out the photos of the clay dolls that she never expected to see again. She was very happy, but on second thought, she was afraid that those people came because they knew more secrets. She had to keep her heart hanging and pretend to be a heartbroken old woman to confuse the eyes.

——Who has the heart to repeatedly ask questions, expose the scars, and embarrass a poor old man who has lost his children?

Fortunately, the two men seemed to just want to find the owner and investigate the situation. She was glad that they agreed to return the pair of clay dolls to her without asking any further questions.

Lady Bathgate was only congratulating herself on the fact that things had gone the way she had hoped, but she did not consider why the man with the military ID had only asked some superficial questions and not made any in-depth investigations when the matter was so strange and incredible? If the purpose was simply to find the owner, why would the military be alerted?

These doubts are easy to think of, but Lady Bathgate was panic-stricken and could not see anything, so she would rather deceive herself and believe that things were that simple.

Mrs. Bathgate patted her chest, and after seeing the guests off, she turned and walked into the small open-air balcony next to the living room. The small balcony was about ten square meters in size and long and thin. She took off the cross necklace hanging on her chest and covered the pendant of the necklace with an inconspicuous dent on the balcony door.

The small balcony began to vibrate, and the tiles around Mrs. Bathgate's feet began to move regularly, except for the one-meter-square tile where Mrs. Bathgate was standing, which did not change at all.

In the blink of an eye, the small balcony twisted and reshaped into a downward stairwell, looking like a dark, gaping mouth.

Lady Bathgate walked down the stairs with her skirt slightly lifted. As she walked down, the damp walls on both sides began to emit a pale yellow light, gradually illuminating the entire underground area.

Just as Qiu Yanping had predicted before, the entire underground area was not small. It was arranged in a tic-tac-toe shape and looked like an ordinary bedroom. A bright chandelier hung in the center of the ceiling, and several family photos were hung on the off-white walls. However, the most eye-catching thing was a coffin standing upright in the center, which made the entire place, which looked very warm, appear extremely weird.

It was an ice coffin, and the face of the person lying inside was clearly visible. It was a woman who looked almost identical to Lady Bathgate. The muscles of one of the woman's calves, which were exposed from under her skirt, were slightly atrophied, making her look thin. She stared straight ahead with her eyes wide open, with her hands resting on the lid of the ice coffin with her nails half-bent. The dried and frozen black blood left indelible marks on the ice coffin.

Mrs. Bathgate stood in front of the ice coffin. She looked at the woman in the ice coffin without any fear on her face. She leaned against the ice coffin, not feeling cold at all, and said softly, "Sister, guess who came today? They brought a big gift."

She smiled to herself, tilted her head, and said, "You never thought that the two clay dolls you threw into the sea would appear in front of me again, right?" As she spoke, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes. She pointed at the lid of the ice coffin with her finger and said, "Tell me, what should I do with my two little nephews?"

Mrs. Bathgate looked at the woman in the ice coffin who showed no reaction and smiled again. "These two little bastards are really lucky. They have a mother who is extremely partial to them and does not care about the cost. Who would have thought that a living person could be locked up in two palm-sized clay dolls? Even I was fooled before, but unfortunately, in the end, they still fell into my hands." She shook her head and looked at the woman in the ice coffin with insincere pity. "Their good luck is almost over now."

After she said that, she turned and left the basement.

Qiu Yanping and Gu Wenye went to a newly built business building. What surprised Qiu Yanping a little was that the owner of this building turned out to be Xu Qinglou's industry, with which he had some contact before. It turned out that this was the headquarters of Xu Group.

According to the information Qiu Yanping had previously investigated, the construction of this building was in charge of Mrs. Bathgate's husband a few years ago, but a serious accident occurred later. When they were about to complete the construction, due to an employee's operating error, a column hanging from a high point and about to fall slowly fell down.

The accident resulted in the deaths and injuries of dozens of employees on site, including Lady Bathgate's husband.

Qiu Yanping came here to investigate the cause and effect of the accident.

Qiu Yanping struck up a conversation with a young lady answering the telephone at the front desk, wanting to ask about the news at the initial stage of the project. Unfortunately, the young lady's eyes were always focused on Gu Wenye from time to time, and she answered Qiu Yanping's words absent-mindedly. Gu Wenye moved his body a little unnaturally and stood behind Qiu Yanping. The young lady's eyes immediately followed his direction and happened to meet Qiu Yanping's eyes.

Qiu Yanping turned around and glared at Gu Wenye with some frustration. Gu Wenye touched his nose and said nothing.

"I haven't been in the company long, and my knowledge of the accident is limited to what I heard from senior colleagues in the company during their free time. I may not be able to help you much," said the receptionist. "My lunch break will be over soon, so please..."

She glanced at Gu Wenye apologetically and hinted halfway through her words.

Qiu Yanping didn't want to chat up with the pretty young lady anymore. Anyway, with Gu Wenye, a walking human hormone spreader, by his side, the young lady couldn't see him. He pushed Gu Wenye to the front, signaling him to take advantage.

Gu Wenye glanced helplessly at Qiu Yanping behind him. Qiu Yanping pouted and poked Gu Wenye's waist, asking him to ask quickly.

Gu Wenye knew that asking such a question to a front desk staff member would not yield any results, but he did not say anything because he saw Qiu Yanping was very interested. Now that Qiu Yanping pushed him to the front, he naturally did not intend to chat with the front desk lady. He ignored the other party's shining eyes and asked, "I want to make an appointment to meet with Director Xu Qinglou. Can you help me arrange it? Please tell him that it is Gu Wenye and Mr. Qiu who want to meet him."

The front desk lady showed a slightly embarrassed look on her face. She said, "Director Xu hasn't been here for a long time. I heard that Director Xu's mental state... doesn't seem to be very good. Now his wife, Director Fang, is replacing Director Xu."

Gu Wenye raised his eyebrows, and Qiu Yanping behind him interrupted, "Is that so? Then it would be more convenient to make an appointment with Fang Yun."

Gu Wenye nodded to the lady at the front desk and said, "Please arrange it."

The other party nodded. Thinking of Gu Wenye's identity and the familiar title from another man, she dialed the internal phone and told Fang Yun's assistant secretary that it was General Gu from Gu Wenye and another Mr. Qiu who wanted to meet with Director Fang for a talk.

When Fang Yun heard the names of Gu Wenye and Mr. Qiu, she immediately stood up from her seat and said to her secretary, "The afternoon meeting will be postponed. Go and invite those two gentlemen to come up."

"yes."

Gu Wenye and Qiu Yanping did not have to wait long in the lobby downstairs before they were taken to the director's office on the top floor. Qiu Yanping saw Fang Yun, dressed in white-collar elite attire, who was completely different from the beautiful girl he had seen at Xu Qinglou's house. He raised his eyebrows and greeted Fang Yun.

"Mr. Qiu, General Gu, long time no see. Why are you here?" Fang Yun asked everyone to sit down. The secretary brought three cups of hot tea and turned to leave the small living room.

"It's like this. We were recently investigating an accident that occurred at a construction site many years ago, and happened to discover that the construction site was built at the same address as this Xu Group. So we came here to ask you if you have any relevant information about the construction team that was hired at that time?" Qiu Yanping said straight to the point.

Fang Yun thought for a moment and said, "I've heard that person mention this before, but I didn't have access to the company's information at that time, so my impression of it is very vague. So, I'll ask someone to compile a document for you and send it to your computer."

"Thank you." Qiu Yanping nodded and smiled at Fang Yun. He paused and said, "You look fine."

Fang Yun smiled slightly, she adjusted her glasses and said, "If he is not doing well, then I am doing well. Seeing Xu Qinglou becoming more and more like a crazy lunatic, maybe this is the most cruel punishment for him."

Qiu Yanping nodded slightly when he heard this. Death was a final relief, while life was a torment of suffering.

The two men did not take up much of Fang Yun's time and left soon. Fang Yun handed the matter over to his trusted secretary to sort out, including all the information, no matter how big or small, and asked the other party to transmit the sorted information to Qiu Yanping's computer as soon as possible.

The two of them returned to the lobby downstairs. The receptionist at the front desk saw them coming out and her eyes happened to meet Gu Wenye's. She waved her hands slightly in excitement, but did not dare to move too ostentatiously during working hours.

Qiu Yanping looked at Gu Wenye with a bit of jealousy and said, "Why do people only look at you wherever you go? I'm not bad at all. I'm a research genius, I've appeared on camera a few times, and I'm not bad looking. Why doesn't anyone look at me?"

"Fang Yun didn't even look at me just now." Gu Wenye said.

Qiu Yanping recalled what he had said, and it seemed to be true. He felt a little relieved, but soon he got angry again, "Bullshit, when I first met him, he said he was your little fan!"

Gu Wenye: “…” That’s indeed the case.

"They are looking at me, but I am only looking at you. If you change seats and wait a moment, then they will be looking at you, right?" Gu Wenye smiled slightly and said to Qiu Yanping with his head tilted.

Qiu Yanping felt that this sentence seemed to be a little wrong. He pursed his lips and pondered for a while, frowned and said, "It's all fallacy." As he spoke, the roots of his ears turned red.