Chapter 814 Intelligent Network Company
Uncle: "It seems his ex-wife is not in the country now."
"Ah? Where did you go?" Lu Yuanqiu asked curiously.
Lu Cheng thought for a moment, then looked at the second son and asked, "I remember the old man of the Yu family opened a company in the United States, right? I think it was in information technology. After the old man died, the CEO position was handed over to his daughter, Zhang Zhisheng's ex-wife, Yu Zhimei."
Second uncle: "I think so. I haven't paid attention to it for a long time."
Another one who ran to the United States.
Lu Yuanqiu pondered and asked, "What's the name of the company?"
Upon hearing this, the uncle took out his phone and searched, then responded: "Smart Link, which translates to Intelligent Network Company."
Lu Yuanqiu: "Sounds a little familiar."
The uncle put the phone back in his pocket: "We have branches in China, there is one in Zhucheng."
After responding, he looked at Lu Yuanqiu and asked tentatively, "You don't really want to investigate this woman, do you? It's not easy to investigate. The Yu family is involved in both black and white affairs. The important figure involved in Zhang Yibin's USB flash drive last time was one of the two major backgrounds of the Yu family. But now he has been brought down by your third uncle. The remaining one is related to the Yu family and also has the surname Yu."
Lu Yuanqiu analyzed, "I think Yu Zhimei must have some grievances against Zhang Zhisheng. Zhang Zhisheng has an illegitimate son and daughter. Yu Zhimei is kind enough to not kill him."
Uncle: "As long as they are accomplices, no matter how much Yu Zhimei dislikes Zhang Zhisheng, she will never sell him out. This approach won't work. It's better to start with Zhang Zhisheng. He has basically no power or influence except for a little money. As long as we can find evidence from him."
Bai Songzhe: "He won't leave any evidence. I know him, but I don't care about my reputation anymore. I just hope the truth about the car accident can be found out and justice can be done for my son."
But now Bai Songzhe also has a doubt whether he has made a wrong judgment.
Maybe Zhang Zhisheng is not really such a ruthless person.
Bai Qingxia reacted and looked at Lu Yuanqiu, who gestured for her to speak.
"Dad, just now... Uncle Song just called and said they've found two suspects. He'll have Luo Qiang go in tomorrow to further identify them. Are you going?"
Bai Songzhe nodded: "Go!"
After leaving the company, the eldest and second uncles went back to their respective homes. Lu Yuanqiu returned to Xingfuli and followed the father and daughter to the sixth floor.
Walking into the spacious and bright house rented by Bai Qingxia, Bai Songzhe looked around and said as he changed his shoes, "I want to go back to the house we used to live in when I have time."
Bai Qingxia took off her high heels and asked, "Are you from Osmanthus Alley?"
"No, it's the one where our family of four lives."
Lu Yuanqiu opened the cabinet at the entrance and took out a Band-Aid. He pulled Bai Qingxia to the sofa and sat down. He put her feet on his thighs and put a Band-Aid on the rubbed skin on her heels.
After doing all this, Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia looked up as if they sensed something, and found that Aunt Zhang in the living room and Bai Songzhe in the entrance were staring at them.
Their eyes met for a moment before they looked away, one to pour tea and the other to go to the bathroom.
Lu Yuanqiu leaned close to Bai Qingxia's ear and whispered, "Aunt Zhang seems to be wearing makeup."
Bai Qingxia was about to laugh when she saw Aunt Zhang walking towards them with two cups of tea. She quickly stopped smiling, thanked her and took the tea.
After Aunt Zhang left, Lu Yuanqiu looked at Bai Qingxia and asked doubtfully, "You're not even interested in your father's relationship, are you?"
"I..." Bai Qingxia hesitated, leaning forward, propping up her chin with both hands, her face looking conflicted. "I just want my dad to be happy. As long as he's happy, that's all."
"How much younger is Aunt Zhang than your father?"
"Nineteen."
"Hiss...Young grass eats old cow."
"Keep your voice down."
Bai Qingxia patted Lu Yuanqiu.
She whispered again, "I gave Aunt Zhang money before, but she refused to take it. She only took the daily food allowance. These past two days, she has started to take other money."
"Of course. How can a woman dress up if she has no money?"
Seeing Aunt Zhang sweeping the floor over here, the two people who were whispering beside the sofa quickly shut their mouths.
The sound of flushing water came from the bathroom. Bai Songzhe hadn't come out yet, but Zhang Ru had already straightened up and looked over there. She was sweeping the floor while glancing at Bai Songzhe's back as he came out to wash his hands. Seeing Bai Songzhe's wet hands hanging, she suddenly smiled, immediately let go of the broom and walked over there, pulling a face towel from the bag hanging on the wall: "There are face towels here."
"Okay, okay, thank you."
Bai Songzhe was still very polite to Aunt Zhang.
This simple interaction made Aunt Zhang happily walk back and pick up the broom. Suddenly, she was stunned and looked forward. Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia immediately lowered their heads and looked away. One looked at her mobile phone and the other counted her toes.
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Luo Qiang also returned to Lucheng to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. After being notified by Lu Yuanqiu on the phone yesterday, he gathered with Lu Yuanqiu and others at the main gate of Baoyuan District Police Station this morning.
This was the first time Luo Qiang met Bai Songzhe, but for some reason, just by looking at his appearance, he could guess that this handsome middle-aged man must be Bai Qingxia's father. It was not that the father and daughter looked alike, but he instinctively felt that since there could be two such good-looking people at the same time, they must be related.
Old Song went out to greet him personally.
As he walked in, he said, "The suspect from Lucheng Hongshan District is not far away. We brought him here so we can identify him on the spot."
Seeing Luo Qiang walking with his head down, he seemed more nervous than ever. Lu Yuanqiu patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you can't remember clearly, just go with your feeling."
When the third sister was drawing, she always let him judge based on his feelings.
Luo Qiang nodded.
When they arrived at the interrogation room, several people were standing at the door. Old Song waved to Luo Qiang and asked him to go in. A middle-aged man with a round face and ordinary features was sitting in front of the table in the room. He really looked like the man in the portrait.
Luo Qiang stared at him and looked at him carefully.
Lao Song: "Yang Dezhi, stand up."
The middle-aged man stood up timidly upon hearing this, looking guilty as a thief. He didn't dare to meet Luo Qiang's gaze, as if he was afraid that the other party would find some fault with him.
Lu Yuanqiu and the other two watched the scene quietly at the door.
Lao Song: "Come closer and take a look?"
Luo Qiang suddenly shook his head: "No, it's not him."
Old Song was stunned: "Take a closer look, it's been a long time, there must be some changes compared to before."
He seemed unwilling to believe that he had made a mistake in judgment. After all, this guy had registered a white Santana ten years ago. If it weren't him, then the only one left would be the death row prisoner.
Luo Qiang still shook his head: "He looks very similar to the person I remember, but it feels wrong. I can't tell what's wrong, but it's definitely not him..."
Old Song looked back at Lu Yuanqiu, let out a sigh of helplessness, and said to Luo Qiang, "Okay, let's see the next one."
"If this next one is any later, we might not be able to see it in time."
Hearing what Old Song said, Lu Yuanqiu at the door was stunned and inexplicably thought of what the other person said.
(End of this chapter)
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