Chapter 274 Death Threat
Wen Liangqing couldn't help swallowing, his fingers tightly gripping his sleeves, and he looked around vigilantly.
They are the only family on this floor. There is an elevator lobby outside the door and a fire escape next to it.
The surroundings were quiet, with only the faint noise of the elevator going up and down.
But Wen Liang seemed to be able to hear the panting behind the fire escape door - the person who delivered the paper must be hiding there, watching her reaction.
Wen Liang took a deep breath, turned around, closed the door and locked it.
She leaned her back against the door, her whole body relaxed.
After a few minutes, Wen Liang calmed down, took a photo of the paper and sent it to the property management, asking them to check the surveillance footage.
When she decided to investigate the matter, she had thought about the consequences when Yunqiao received death threats, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
It's come to this point, she can't just give up.
Wen Liang picked up the phone and called Fu Zheng.
When the call was connected, she immediately said, "Fu Zheng, I have something urgent to do. Please take Fanfan back. I am not free these days..."
It didn't matter if something happened to her, but she couldn't let Fu Shifan get into trouble with her.
Fu Zheng said on the phone, "We are already downstairs at your house."
Wen Liang: "Why don't you go back first?"
Fu Zheng: "Heh."
Wen Liang: “…”
Two minutes later, the doorbell rang again.
This time, Wen Liang looked at the electronic screen and confirmed that it was Fu Zheng and Fu Shifan outside before opening the door.
As soon as he got here, Fu Shifan felt relieved all over. He took off his shoes and started to have fun, playing with the cat, just like a fish entering the sea.
Fu Zheng closed the door and glanced at Wen Liang. "What happened to you suddenly? What's the matter?"
"...I can't tell you. Anyway, it's very important. Just take Fanfan away later."
Fu Shifan, who was playing with the cat nearby, frowned when he heard this and said, "Auntie, I want to sleep with you, is that not okay?"
Wen Liang walked up to her and said seriously, "Fanfan, Auntie is really busy these days. Can you go to your uncle first? When Auntie is fine, you can come and play with her."
"Then when are you free? Will you still take me to collect folk songs?"
"If you want to collect folk songs, your aunt can't take you with her."
Fu Shifan showed an unhappy expression and was about to say something when he heard Fu Zheng ask, "What is this?"
Wen Liang turned her head and saw that Fu Zheng was holding the paper with the ghost face drawn on it, shaking it at her.
Wen Liang paused, then made up a story, "It was a prank played by a friend."
"mischief?"
"right."
Fu Zheng looked up at her, his eyes motionless.
Wen Liang felt uncomfortable being stared at by him and turned away, "Fanfan, what do you want to eat for dinner?"
Fu Shifan answered the question irrelevantly, "I want to go with my aunt to collect folk songs."
Because of the field trip, Fu Shifan and Fu Qingyue had a conflict, and in the end they couldn't go, and Wen Liang felt very embarrassed.
"We'll talk about it when the time comes. Auntie will find a way."
Maybe they won't take action until the police find out something.
Maybe bring a few bodyguards.
Fu Shifan nodded, "I want some meat."
"Okay, Auntie will make it for you."
Wen Liang went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Fu Zheng thought of the suspicious man he met at the door when he entered the lobby of the apartment building. He was fully armed with a black down jacket, a baseball cap, a mask, and sunglasses. He didn't look like a celebrity.
Seeing her enter the kitchen, he took the paper and went out to make a phone call.
The call was connected, and Lu Yao's nonchalant voice came from the other end, "What's the matter? How come you have time to call me?"
"I found a ghost face here in Wenliang. Was it your people who did it?"
Lu Yao said in surprise, "How is that possible? I've only done this kind of thing for that private detective named Yunqiao, and he was so scared that he stopped immediately."
"Then check," Fu Zheng glanced at the watch on his wrist, "between 6:10 and 6:20 this evening, have any suspicious people come to Wen Liang's door?"
If it's a prank, that's best.
If not...
"Okay, I understand."
"By the way, have you found Yunqiao's client?"
"I found it."
"who?"
"...Warm and cool." Lu Yao said softly.
Fu Zheng paused and glanced at the door next to him. "Are you sure?"
"It is certain that they met before commissioning Yunqiao, probably to discuss the commission."
Fu Zheng fell silent.
Why did Wen Liang commission a private detective to investigate the kidnapping case that year?
Lu Yao smiled and said, "Hey, do you think she might still like you, so she's investigating that matter? Then let her investigate. Aren't you and Chu Siyi broken up now? Why are you still covering it up for her?"
There is not a single piece of information about the kidnapping case on the Internet now, but it is all thanks to Fu Zheng.
No wonder Wen Liang wanted to hire a private detective.
Fu Zheng paused, "Let's put it this way. No matter what our relationship is, it doesn't prevent her from being the victim in this matter."
If it is exposed by netizens, many people may feel sorry for Chu Siyi, but there will also be more rats in the gutter who stand on their high ground to judge, mock and slander the celebrity victim.
As Chu Siyi's boyfriend, he was somewhat negligent in that incident.
He promised Chu Siyi that he would suppress this matter completely, and he would definitely do it.
He never thought of using this matter to threaten Chu Siyi.
Now Chu Siyi brought this upon herself, and he wouldn't have any sympathy for her.
Lu Yao sighed, "That's right."
After ending the call, Fu Zheng returned to Wen Liang's house. Hearing the noise coming from the kitchen, he walked over.
Wen Liang turned around and glanced at him. "You've come just in time. Go and debone the wings. I'll make some honey grilled wings for Fanfan."
Next to the pool, there was a plate of fresh, big and fat chicken wings.
"……good."
Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang and found that she was becoming more and more adept at commanding him.
"The scissors are in the bamboo basket." Wen Liang pointed to the bamboo basket next to the sticky board.
"Um."
Fu Zheng took out a pair of scissors and began to remove the bones from the wings.
This doesn't require much thinking. He thought while removing the bones, glancing at Wen Liang from time to time.
Why did she want to investigate the kidnapping case of that year?
Like Lu Yao said, because you care about him, you want to know the truth?
Not really.
If Wen Liang knew what Fu Zheng was thinking now, she would definitely say: You are quite self-aware.
Fu Zheng was about to ask when his cell phone rang.
He put down the scissors and wings, wiped his hands briefly, and walked into the living room to answer the phone.
A minute later, he stood at the kitchen door and said to Wen Liang, "Something happened at the company and I need to go take care of it. I'll leave Fanfan with you for now."
The company he was talking about was not Fu's, but his own company, Yusheng, which plans to go public in the first half of this year.
"...Okay, how about you pick her up when you're done?"
"Let's talk later."
Fu Zheng left.
He was a little busy, and Wen Liang hadn't seen him for three days.
Tang Shishi is still at the Tang family and has not returned.
There were only Wen Liang and Fu Shifan at home. She was a little worried at first, but when she found that life was peaceful, she gradually put her mind at ease.
On the fifth day of the New Year, the director called Wen Liang.
He told Wen Liang that based on the information that Meng Jintang had been abducted and sold, they checked with Meng Jintang's biological parents and found that there was an account under his biological father's name. Ten years ago, a large sum of money was transferred into the account and then flowed abroad.
However, this still cannot prove that Meng Jintang is the kidnapper. Next, the victims of that year need to testify.
But the victim was a woman who had suffered cruel torture and psychological trauma, and was unwilling to come forward to testify.
Wen Liang understood the victim's feelings, but for her father's sake, she had no choice.
She said to the director, "Uncle, can you help me make an appointment with her? I want to talk to her in person."
"Okay." The director agreed.
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