The prince of the Xie family seems to have a too positive impression of his wife.

Liu Cheng realized that his thoughts, as if they were some little trick that could not be shown on the stage, were being seen clearly by everyone.

There was reluctance on his righteous face. He slowly took off his military cap and carefully stroked the badge on it.

"I admit that after I knew Mrs. Xie's identity, I did have some thoughts."

Xie Lanzhi said indifferently: "No one can get away with it after using me."

Liu Cheng put his military cap on the table and said with a sense of relief: "As long as you can kill Huang Biao, it will be worth it even if I take off my cap!"

Xie Lanzhi looked at his behavior and shook his head in disappointment: "You act impulsively and conceitedly, and you still don't realize where you are wrong."

He no longer wanted to continue talking to Liu Cheng and leaned closer to Qin Shu's ear.

"Things are a bit troublesome tonight. If you are tired, close your eyes and rest for a while. I'll be here with you."

"No, I'm not too tired." Qin Shu shook her head, glanced at Liu Cheng, whose face turned pale, and asked in a low voice: "Do you really want him to lose his job?"

Without her cooperation, Liu Cheng would not have been able to proceed smoothly with today's matter.

Qin Shu also disliked Huang Biao and Qi Mingwei who protected him behind the scenes.

Xie Lanzhi pinched her earlobe, chuckled and said, "What do you think of me? It's not easy for people to climb to this position. I just want to see if he can be used."

Qin Shu didn't understand the twists and turns, and asked in confusion: "What does it mean?"

Xie Lanzhi's eyes dimmed, and he said thoughtfully: "It's not certain yet, I'll tell you when it's confirmed."

Half an hour later.

A sloppy man was supported by Amuti and Langye and came to the interrogation room.

As the three people approached, a pungent, sour smell quickly spread in the small space.

"Ugh—it stinks!"

Qin Shu, who had a keen sense of smell, covered her mouth and nose with her small hands and looked at the man who was thrown to the ground with disgust.

Amuti's expression remained unchanged as he looked at Xie Lanzhi who was standing behind Qin Shu.

He pointed at the man on the ground: "Brother Lan! He is Qi Mingwei."

"..."Xie Lanzhi's expression was hard to describe.

He stared in surprise at Qi Mingwei, whose clothes were wrinkled, hair was messy, and he was mumbling something, like a beggar on the street.

He asked Amuti calmly: "He is Qi Mingwei? Are you sure?"

"Sure!" Amuti nodded.

He reached back and pulled a man in from outside the door.

"This is Qi Mingwei's driver. He opened the lock for me and brought the person out of the house."

Xie Lanzhi frowned and asked the driver in a deep voice, "Why did Qi Mingwei become like this?"

In his impression, Qi Mingwei, who is over 30 years old, is a very gentleman and a person who cares a lot about his image.

The driver recognized Xie Lanzhi and said timidly, "Deputy Secretary Qi has been unwell for the past two months. Apart from sending him some food and drinks, he doesn't allow me to disturb him casually. Apart from calling him every day to report safety, I know nothing else!"

Xie Lanzhi asked solemnly, "You mean, you haven't seen him for two months?"

The driver nodded vigorously. "It's been more than two months. One time, I couldn't contact Deputy Secretary Qi, so I went upstairs and knocked on the door. I heard someone else's voice inside. I waited for a long time, and Deputy Secretary Qi told me through the door not to disturb him."

While the two were talking, Qin Shu, who was sitting on a chair, stood up and walked straight towards Qi Mingwei.

She observed for a moment and said seriously: "Xie Lanzhi, he is poisoned!"