Chapter 330 The Cannonball Is Not Sugar-Coated
Wen Liang held back her tears and silently returned to the stairs.
She gently wiped the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, made herself look the same as before, and then strode down the stairs.
"Miss Wen, what did the chief say?" asked the police officer who received her.
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Sorry, I just received a call and it's urgent. I have to leave first. Let's talk about meeting Chu Siyi another day."
"Okay, take care."
Wen Liang got into the car and leaned weakly against the back of the chair.
Fu Yue was the mastermind behind her father's murder, and Fu Zheng tried to shirk responsibility and help Fu Yue get away with it.
She thought that she was probably slowly deceived by Fu Zheng's sugar-coated bullets.
I actually cried because of him.
This was totally wrong. She had already known what kind of person Fu Zheng was. Even if he did make a deal for her and Chu Siyi, she shouldn't have let her guard down against him.
The shells are not coated with sugar, but with arsenic and poppy.
He was slowly paralyzing her. If she had discovered it any later, she would have been terminally ill and incurable.
A car drove up from a distance and stopped at the gate of the police station.
Su Qingyun and Fu Rui came down one after another and walked in.
Compared with the last meeting on the Lantern Festival, Su Qingyun seemed to be even thinner.
Wen Liang clenched his fists.
Suddenly, Su Qingyun turned his head to look at her. Subconsciously, Wen Liang immediately lowered her head. After dozens of seconds, she looked up and found that Su Qingyun and Fu Rui had already gone in.
Wen Liang breathed a sigh of relief.
For some reason, although she and her father were the victims, and Fu Yue deserved to be imprisoned regardless of whether he was the mastermind or an accomplice, Wen Liang did not dare to see Su Qingyun and Fu Rui.
She was afraid to see Su Qingyun and Fu Rui in pain, and she was also afraid that they would come to her to beg for mercy and ask her to forgive Fu Yue. She was afraid to see their disappointed eyes, and she was unwilling to let the murderer who killed her father go easily.
Apart from them, Wen Liang found it even more difficult to face the old lady.
She didn't dare go to the old house...
Before Su Qingyun and Fu Rui came out, Wen Liang drove out of the police station and drove around aimlessly for two circles. Suddenly, he remembered that he had an appointment with Director Song today.
She drove to the set to sign the contract.
Director Song's assistant gave Wen Liang a notice for the past week.
Due to the role and time issues, Wen Liang's filming time was not concentrated. She mainly coordinated with the male and female protagonists and the crew, so she did not have to stay in the crew all the time.
Su Miao's next scene is tomorrow. Coincidentally, due to various reasons such as venue schedule, tomorrow's scene will be the scene where Su Miao dies.
Director Song told Wen Liang, "Go back and have a good rest, and come to the crew early tomorrow."
Wen Liang took the script home and thought about it carefully.
Although Director Song kept praising her, Wen Liang felt a little guilty and went online to learn some acting skills in order to cram for the exam.
Since you have accepted the job, do your best to do it well so that it won’t become a black history in the future.
Fortunately, the renovation upstairs has stopped, so there is no noise interference and she studies very seriously.
…
Fu Qingyue's flight is at 10 am.
According to his subordinates, Fu Qingyue boarded the plane on time, and there are photos to prove it.
Fu Zheng took a look and put the phone aside.
For some reason, he felt uneasy.
Until Fu Yue's attorney mentioned the case to him.
Fu Zheng did not expect that in Zhang Guoan's testimony, Chu Siyi was actually a complete victim.
Is Fu Yue afraid of taking responsibility and shirking it, or is Zhang Guoan bribed and his testimony falsified?
Fu Zheng leaned back in his chair and rubbed his forehead with his hand.
After going through the whole thing from beginning to end, Fu Zheng chose to believe Fu Yue.
At that time, there were only two brothers in the private room. Zhang Guoan was on the way to be transferred to Jiangcheng and it was already a critical juncture. There was no need for Fu Yue to lie.
Moreover, after learning the truth that day, he asked someone to investigate and found out that Chu Siyi did go to find Fu Yue after disappearing from the hospital, and the two of them talked on the phone.
It’s just that ten years ago, Chu Siyi deliberately dragged Fu Yue into trouble, and the evidence she left behind was extremely unfavorable to Fu Yue.
Zhang Guoan was handed over to the police by Huo Dongcheng.
Huo Dongcheng was already hostile to the Fu family. Although Fu Zheng didn't know where his hostility came from, he had the motive to bribe Zhang Guoan and put all the blame on Fu Yue.
The eldest grandson of the Fu family, the president of the Fu Group, turned out to be the mastermind behind the murder. The deceased was a prestigious journalist. If such news were reported, one can imagine what kind of situation the Fu family would face.
Fu Zheng thought Huo Dongcheng was targeting the Fu family, and immediately instructed Special Assistant Yang to take care of all major media and social media platforms.
Huo Dongcheng dared to do this, he must have erased some evidence. Fu Zheng called Lu Yao again and asked him to secretly investigate Zhang Guoan.
Zhang Guoan involved himself in framing Fu Yue, either because Huo Dongcheng found his weakness or because Huo Dongcheng promised him benefits.
As for lawyer Fu Yue, he tried to delay the prosecution as much as possible.
After giving all these instructions, Fu Zheng thought of Wen Liang.
Does she know about Zhang Guoan’s testimony?
Is there any misunderstanding?
He paused, picked up his phone and called Wen Liang.
Wen Liang glanced at the phone screen, turned off the sound, put the phone upside down on the table, pretending not to hear or see anything, and continued to practice his performance.
Everyone has their own stance. Fu Zheng had helped her, and she didn't want to blame Fu Zheng for anything, but she also didn't want to continue interacting with Fu Zheng as if nothing had happened.
After making several calls with no one answering, Fu Zheng became worried and asked someone to investigate Wen Liang's whereabouts.
After a while, the secretary told him that Wen Liang was at home.
I hope there's no danger.
But she didn't answer the phone. Was she taking a break or was she deliberately not answering?
Fu Zheng thought about it, stood up and left the office.
There was a knock on the door.
Wen Liang frowned slightly and picked up his phone to take a look.
The phone call came in at this moment.
She subconsciously clicked the answer button.
Fu Zheng's voice immediately came from the microphone, "Aliang, open the door, I know you are in there."
Wen Liang: "...What do you want from me?"
"Why didn't you answer my call?"
"I was studying and muted my phone, so I didn't hear it. What's going on?"
"Open the door, and let's talk face to face."
"Just tell me on the phone."
Fu Zheng paused. "You know the result of Zhang Guoan's interrogation, right?"
Although it was a question, there was a firmness in his tone.
It would be strange if Fu Zheng couldn't see the difference in attitude between yesterday and today.
"……Um."
"Aliang, don't get me wrong. Fu Yue didn't lie. Zhang Guoan was bribed to make a false confession. Just wait and see. The police will find out the truth."
"Okay, anything else?"
“…”
He hesitated, "Don't you have anything else to say?"
"What do you want to hear me say?"
Do you believe him and Fu Yue?
She wanted to believe him too.
Fu Zheng pursed his lips and said, "Open the door."
"I have something else to do and don't have time to entertain you. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll hang up first."
After saying that, Wen Liang hung up the phone.
Fu Zheng looked at the cold door in front of him, listened to the "beep" sound from the microphone, and fell silent.
He stepped forward and knocked on the door, shouting, "Aliang, open the door."
"If you don't open the door, I'll keep knocking!"
Wen Liang: “…”
She walked to the door angrily and opened it, "Fu Zheng, what do you want to do?"
Fu Zheng's face was calm. "Nothing. I was afraid you might misunderstand me. I just wanted to tell you that what I told you that day was true."
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