CEO's Private Baby Vip355 Poor parents in the world
The police told him: "We suspect your daughter Du Qian is related to Xu Kewei's death. Please cooperate with us in the investigation."
Du Yuanming was stunned, his body stiffened for a moment, and suddenly shook. Everyone was startled and hurriedly reached out to help him. He had already supported the floor lamp by himself, and his other hand pressed on his chest, panting a little quickly: "Sorry... I haven't been feeling well recently, I have to go get some medicine." After saying that, he turned around and walked upstairs.
"Mr. Du——"
He stopped and looked back in confusion: "What?"
"You can ask the servant to go."
"The servant was fired a few days ago." Du Yuanming sighed, pressed his chest lonely, and walked upstairs step by step.
A policeman followed and said, "Sorry, for some necessary reasons, we have to go with Mr. Du."
Du Yuanming paused for a moment and nodded dejectedly, which made people feel sorry for him. He walked into the study, opened the drawer of the desk, took out medicine and his cell phone.
The policeman hurriedly said: "Mr. Du, you can't contact anyone now!"
"I'll call my secretary." Du Yuanming said calmly, "There's a very important meeting today. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it after I finish my investigation, so I have to let her know."
"But……"
"Is there a problem?" Du Yuanming asked doubtfully, paused, and asked in panic, "Did something happen to Qianqian? Could it be that... the murderer not only wants to kill Kewei, but also wants to kill her?!"
The police were choked and speechless. In your heart, do you have no doubts about your daughter at all? Such an idea was simply a fantasy for them who had the evidence in their hands!
Seeing that he didn't answer, Du Yuanming stood up without even taking the medicine: "She got into trouble, didn't she? What happened to her? Was she in a car accident? Is it serious?"
Seeing his worried face, the police could not help but sigh. He was originally a shrewd and capable business veteran, but recently he suffered the pain of losing his wife, and he has aged a lot. Now he is worried about his daughter for nothing. His anxiety makes his face look sick, which reminds people of a saying: How pitiful are the hearts of parents in the world!
The police officer couldn't bear it and said quickly, "It's okay, she's fine. Mr. Du, take the medicine first."
"Okay... okay." Du Yuanming nodded, sat down slowly, and poured out a few pills with shaking hands. Perhaps because of his worry, his movements were a little clumsy, and he paused for a moment and said, "Little comrade, could you please pour me a glass of water?"
The police nodded, but still remained cautious, fearing that Du Qian would guess something and secretly call Du Qian, so he did not go downstairs himself, but called his colleagues downstairs.
Du Yuanming leaned on the table and took out his cell phone.
The police wanted to stop him, but he was a little embarrassed because of his reaction just now. He didn't look like he would tip off others, and he guessed the wrong direction, didn't he?
Du Yuanming answered the phone and said, "Secretary Zhou, I have something to do today, so I may come to the company late. Please ask the vice president to preside over the morning meeting. Please put the documents on my desk. I have read yesterday's report and will send it to your email along with the main points of today's meeting. Please remember to give it to the vice president before the meeting..."
Du Yuanming finished speaking, hung up the phone, and turned on his computer. While waiting for it to start up, he looked up and said to the police, "Wait a moment, I'll send some information to my secretary for the meeting later."
The policeman nodded.
Du Yuanming stared at the screen in a daze. When the desktop appeared, he quickly opened his mailbox with the mouse. Glancing at the police, he clicked on "Write a letter" and entered "Du Qian" in the recipient. He didn't have time to write the subject, so he just put a period and then wrote a sentence in the body: Don't come back, just pretend that I never gave birth to you, my daughter.
Looking at the words, he suddenly became a little dazed, holding the mouse in his right hand, unable to move. How could he have given birth to such a daughter? Was he giving birth to the wrong daughter, or did he teach her bad things? But he couldn't kill his own daughter for the sake of justice, after all, she was his only daughter, his only bloodline...
He clicked send and saw that the email was successfully delivered, which made him feel relieved. Hearing footsteps outside the door, he chose to continue writing the letter, this time choosing his secretary as the recipient, and then uploading the information from the folder on his computer.
A few minutes later, he followed the police out of the villa tiredly.
After arriving at the police station, he was still worried whether something had happened to Du Qian. The police had no time to calm him down and told him mercilessly: "We suspect your daughter is the murderer!" Then, while extracting a DNA sample from him, they advised him to call Du Qian and ask her to come back.
Considering that no father would want his daughter to be accused of murder, the police patiently said, "Of course, we are just suspecting now. They are mother and daughter, how could they do such a thing? Maybe someone is behind all this and wants to frame her. So we have to call her back to clear her of suspicion."
Du Yuanming sat there blankly, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long while he said, "Yes! Someone must have framed her! I want to call her back!" Then he picked up the phone on the table.
The policeman was frightened by her and said hurriedly: "Mr. Du, don't be anxious. If you tell her rashly, it might scare her!" If you tell her "The police suspect you are the murderer, come back quickly to prove your innocence", she will definitely run away!
Du Yuanming nodded in despair, and answered the phone in a moment. When he heard Du Qian's voice, his throat was blocked and he said hoarsely: "Qianqian, it's Dad..."
"Dad..." Du Qian arrived in the morning. She hadn't gone out all day. She sat on the sofa with the notebook full of the crime process in her arms. She was in a daze all day. She didn't know what was going on in China. She wanted to ask someone, but she didn't dare. Was she suspected? Was she going to escape?
"You've been back to the United States for so many days, why didn't you call me?" Du Yuanming asked, "Are you still angry with Dad? Dad was wrong for not going to celebrate your birthday. Your aunt fell ill that day and couldn't leave..."
Du Qian thought: How come you didn't know I ran away in Beijing? How come it seems like nothing happened? There's something wrong!
"Qianqian, when can you come back?"
When the police heard him get to the point, they were afraid that he might reveal something, so they hurriedly said, "Mr. Du, let me tell her."
Du Yuanming handed him the microphone hesitantly.
The police picked up the phone and said to Du Qian, "Hello, Miss Du, I am Mr. Du's doctor. He is in poor health now. Can you come back as soon as possible?
Du Qian was stunned and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"He has a bad heart. Please come back as soon as possible."
Du Qian was silent for a moment, said loudly: "Okay!" and then hung up the phone.
Du Yuanming's heart sank: You must read the email I sent...
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