Chapter 132
Ever since the comics resumed updating, Chen He's Weibo has been going viral. To avoid being disturbed by the messages, she had already blocked all the messages to the maximum level.
The prompt will only pop up if users who follow each other send her a private message.
There are very few people in her mutual follow list, and Qiu Yue’s account “Drawing Qiuyue” is among them.
In addition, there is another name collected in "Quietly Pay Attention": Captain Dragonfly.
Song Zhou didn't know that she had already discovered the trumpet.
How can you hide it from her, little guy?
When a message popped up on Weibo just now, she subconsciously hoped that it was from "Captain Dragonfly".
I never thought that the sender was Qiu Yue!
Before she took a closer look at the private message, she thought she had traveled through time.
I thought I was back to the art base five years ago.
She even had auditory hallucinations, hearing the faint rustling sound of pen refills rubbing against drawing paper in the classroom.
Fragments of sunlight fell in through the window. Qiu Yue was somewhere in the corner, browsing Weibo in the gaps between painting, and casually received a private message.
It could be a complaint like "I'm so tired", or an emoticon that can be understood but not expressed in words.
Chen He's vision blurred for a while before he could see the content clearly.
[I'm fine, don't worry, don't tell anyone, wait for my news. Puppy.]
Puppy.
This nickname was given to Song Zhou by Chen He yesterday. It was quite private. Probably only he and she knew it.
Song Zhou signed it this way on purpose, of course it was a code.
It can be speculated that this private message was sent by Song Zhou himself.
She glanced quickly at Chang Ting.
Chang Ting was extremely busy. He took Zhang You and arranged for him to check Zhu Zangmo's communication records.
Chen He said, "The snow is too heavy. I'm going inside to hide."
Then I crawled into the tent, sat on a small stool, and quickly replied to a private message on Weibo: [Where are you?]
Although Song Zhou told her in a private message to "wait for my news", she still couldn't help it.
After waiting for a while, there was no response.
I don’t know if it’s inconvenient to reply or if I don’t want to say it.
At least, there is news about Song Zhou, and it seems that he is reporting that he is safe.
The burning flames died down a little, and she calmed down a bit, thinking about the matter secretly in her mind. The more she thought about it, the weirder it seemed.
Song Zhou sent a private message using Qiu Yue’s Weibo account.
How did he get on Qiu Yue’s ship?
It is very troublesome to log in to a Weibo account that has not been logged in for a long time. The mobile phone number used when registering is required for verification.
It is difficult to log in using someone else's phone or computer even if you know the password.
Not to mention that Song Zhou's cell phone is still with him.
Xing Yao once admitted to Song Zhou that when he killed Qiu Yue, he took her mobile phone as a souvenir.
So the current situation should be -
Song Zhou got the phone and logged into Qiu Yue's account!
In theory, if a mobile phone number is not recharged for three months, the operator will cancel the user's account.
When Qiu Yue disappeared, she fell off a cliff. Later, when her fingers were able to move a little, she called Qiu Yue's cell phone countless times.
It prompts to shut down.
When did you become so desperate that you never called again?
I can't remember.
Could it be that Qiu Yue's phone number has never been disconnected in the past five years?!
But she didn't dare to call now.
Song Zhou contacted her in such a covert way, which made her feel that Song Zhou was probably in some dangerous situation.
If I interfere, it might put him in danger.
She didn't dare to send private messages or call Qiu Yue's cell phone number.
Song Zhou asked her to wait for news. What news?
Only then did Chen He realize that Song Zhou’s disappearance might not be due to kidnapping.
Perhaps he left on his own.
Qiu Yue’s cell phone was the opportunity for him to leave.
How did the phone end up in his hands?
Xing Yao, who originally owned Qiu Yue's cell phone, has died.
Chen He looked towards Xing Yao's luxury car not far away. Could it be that the phone was originally in this car, and Song Zhou took it away when the police were not paying attention?
She immediately dismissed the idea. The police wouldn't be so careless.
Besides, the items in the car must have been searched thoroughly long ago. It is impossible for a mobile phone to be left behind and then happened to be taken away by Song Zhou.
Then, someone else must have come here and given Song Zhou this phone. Chen He thought silently.
What exactly does Song Zhou want to do?
Is he investigating something, or stalking someone?
Chen He remained calm on the surface, but there seemed to be a storm swirling in his mind.
"Don't tell anyone."
These three words obviously told her to conceal from the police the fact that he had contacted her about this matter.
Although she didn't understand Song Zhou's intention, she told herself:
Don't panic, stay calm and listen to him.
I need to find out what the situation is. I can't let my anxiety put Song Zhou in a passive position.
She took a deep breath and calmed herself.
Chang Ting suddenly opened the curtain and walked into the tent, while asking on the phone: "What did Zhu Zangmo say?"
While sitting on another small stool, he put his cell phone on the small table and turned on the speakerphone.
It means to let Chen He listen together.
On the other end of the phone was Gao Ying from the temple, reporting on the results of his investigation into Zhu Zangmo.
The inquiry was conducted in a Buddhist hall.
The Buddha has a kind face and looks down at the two policemen and the suspect sitting on the cushions.
Zhu Zangmo was wearing a coarse monk's robe and sitting cross-legged. He looked a little tired and there were some dark circles under his eyes.
It seems that even while practicing in the temple, he did not get a good rest.
Her temperament is still so indifferent and elegant.
However, the long string of sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hand was adorned with a large golden pendant, which seemed a little inconsistent with his indifferent and literary temperament.
Gao Ying couldn't help but take another look at the pendant.
It was a gold foil spell sealed in plastic, probably a talisman that had been blessed in a temple or something.
It seems that Zhu Zangmo not only came to the temple to seek tranquility and create, but also truly believed in Buddhism.
The starting point of the inquiry was the employment relationship between Zhu Zangmo and the suspect Xing Yao.
Zhu Zangmo's attitude was very cooperative and his explanation was flawless.
He said that about ten years ago, the Tibetan-Mo base planned to recruit several security guards and odd jobs and posted a recruitment advertisement.
Xing Yao came to apply for the job, but he couldn't produce his ID. He didn't want to hire someone with such an unknown background.
But Xing Yao begged hard, saying that he was an ordinary person, but because of his family background he was unable to register his household registration, could not find a job anywhere, and was almost unable to survive.
Zhu Zangmo hired him. Initially, he only asked him to do odd jobs and rough labor. Later, he found that he was hardworking, attentive, and had some education, so he made him the principal's assistant.
"I simply wanted to help a young man in trouble and give him a job opportunity, that's all."
Zhu Zangmo explained this to the two policemen.
He apologized repeatedly, saying that he should not violate the labor law out of sympathy and was willing to accept punishment.
As for how the unregistered Xing Yao later became Chai Sen Xing, Zhu Zangmo was "completely unaware" and denied any responsibility.
His voice was steady and sincere. "After the fire, the base couldn't continue. All the faculty and staff were laid off, and Xing Yao naturally left as well. I don't know where he went."
“When I met him again, he had become Chai Senxing, the director of Xingchang Commercial Bank.
“I was also surprised and asked him how he transformed, but he just smiled and didn’t answer.
"As a person, I usually focus on my creations and don't really care about other people's affairs. If they don't want to talk, I won't ask.
"And I have always believed that there should be boundaries between people and that we should respect other people's privacy.
"To me, Chai Senxing is just an employee of the trading company. It is Xingchang Trading Company, not Chai Senxing personally, that represents my paintings.
"It makes no difference to me whether my paintings are distributed by Chai Senxing or someone else.
"What? You say he did something illegal? That's totally unexpected.
"It's really sad that such a good young man has gone astray."
Zhu Zangmo was holding his Buddhist beads, his face full of compassion, as if he wanted the Buddha to get down from the lotus throne and sit on it himself.
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