Chapter 141
Zhang You yelled into the phone, "Brother Chang, what's wrong with you? Say something, Brother Chang!"
There was no response. After two beeps, the call was terminated.
When I called again, the phone was turned off.
Zhang You was so panicked that his hands were shaking. "What happened? Did he... get into a car accident?"
Chen He was also shocked and asked, "Is he driving alone?"
"yes……"
Chen He thought about it and remembered.
He glanced at Fu Weiru, pulled Zhang You aside, and said in a low voice, "Didn't he say he wanted to go to that location to check it out? Do you know where it is?"
Afraid that Fu Weiru might overhear, she spoke vaguely on purpose.
"Brother Chang didn't tell me... I don't know which colleague knows..." Zhang You cried as he flipped through the address book, not knowing who to call first.
Chen He instinctively thought of the most reliable person: "Ask Zhou Zhengzheng!"
Zhang You called Zhou Zhengzheng.
Ask the right person.
Zhou Zhengzheng was driving on the road, rushing from Qi'an to the location where Qiu Yue's phone was located. He originally planned to meet Chang Ting there.
After hearing Zhang You's anxious shouting, he replied with three cold words: "I know."
Then he hung up the phone.
Seeing that Zhang You was still uneasy, Chen He comforted him, "Your brother Chang is very lucky, he will be fine."
Zhang You nodded thoughtfully.
Chen He patted his shoulder and reminded him, "With Zhou Zhengzheng here, it's definitely reliable. Just finish the task at hand first."
Zhang You was startled. The suspect, Fu Weiru, was still here.
Fu Weiru's appearance in Lan Zhou was obviously abnormal.
As long as we find out her movements, see the day she arrived in Lanzhou and where she went, we can determine whether she had time to commit the crime when the explosion occurred.
Now, we should first try to understand Fu Weiru's words, and then compare them with her actions.
There was another question. The moment she saw Fu Weiru, a question pierced Chen He's heart like a needle tip - was it a coincidence that Fu Weiru appeared in Lanzhou at the same time as Song Zhou disappeared?
Song Zhou disappeared, and the enemy appeared. She suddenly became unsure whether Song Zhou's disappearance was voluntary or forced.
Is the "puppy" who sent the private message really him?
For the first time, Chen He began to doubt the identity of the person who sent the private message.
The corner of his eye traced Fu Weiru's figure. Why did Fu Weiru come to Xing Yuping's house?
Is it to get ahead of the police and destroy some evidence?
In short, when two sides meet on a narrow road, the wiser one wins. I'd better strike first and catch her off guard - Chen He thought.
He appears calm on the surface, but his gun is already loaded.
He returned to the bed, leaned over, and called Xing Yuping's name. Xing Yuping closed her eyes and did not respond.
Chen He raised her voice slightly: "Xing Yuping, do you still remember your son Xing Yao?"
This name touched Xing Yuping's chaotic consciousness.
She opened her eyes slightly and moved her eyeballs around, as if looking for someone.
But his eyes were dazed and he was obviously still unconscious. He made mumbled sounds with his mouth and it was impossible to hear what he was saying.
Fu Weiru stood aside and said regretfully: "She has become confused. She seems to not understand anything I say to her."
Chen He ignored her.
His gaze still fixed on Xing Yuping's face, he suddenly asked, "Xing Yuping, is Xing Yao Zhu Zangmo's son?"
Xing Yuping still didn't react, but Fu Weiru's face changed drastically.
Of course, Chen He was not asking about the mentally confused Xing Yuping.
She stood up, her eyes fixed on Fu Weiru's face, filled with disgust and hatred. "Fu Weiru, you came to visit Xing Yuping because her son, the murderer Xing Yao, is he your husband's son?"
Chen He no longer called her Master's Wife.
Each question was an undisguised attack that caught Fu Weiru off guard.
The shock on Fu Weiru's face was only a flash, and then she revealed an embarrassed expression, as if she was just a woman who was enduring and hurt: "Chen He, as the saying goes, don't expose people's shortcomings..."
"So, Xing Yao is really Zhu Zangmo's son." Chen He said bluntly.
"Why do you speak so bluntly, kid?" Fu Weiru smiled bitterly.
"I'm not a child anymore. I've never really known you, Fu Weiru." Chen He's voice was colder than the icicles under the eaves.
Fu Weiru seemed to be unable to stand steadily, tears welling up in her beautiful eyes: "Chen He, you...why do you treat me like this? Is there some misunderstanding?"
Fu Weiru's reaction seemed to indicate that she was still unaware of Qiu Yue's Weibo post.
I don’t know if he really doesn’t know or is just pretending to be confused.
Chen He held his head high and coldly, "It's a misunderstanding."
She threw this sentence aside, walked towards the living room with the cold wind on her clothes, and sat down on the shabby sofa.
Zhang You also came to the living room and winked at the other two colleagues.
The colleagues understood and split up to search the cabinets and cupboards one by one.
Fu Weiru followed her to the living room and wanted to sit next to Chen He: "Chen He..."
Zhang You took the lead and took the seat.
Fu Weiru had no choice but to move to another single sofa.
Chen He leaned against a cushion and tilted his head to look at Fu Weiru: "Fu Weiru, when did you come to Lanzhou?"
"I came here yesterday."
"Was it yesterday?" A look of disbelief flashed in Chen He's eyes.
The explosion in the auto repair shop happened the day before yesterday. The purpose of getting rid of Xing Yao and silencing him was very clear.
Since the detonator was not Zhu Zangmo, the most likely person was his harmonious accomplice and wife, Fu Weiru.
But if Fu Weiru came yesterday, it was not her direct doing.
Fu Weiru seemed puzzled. "It was yesterday. I drove here. Luckily I left early, otherwise I would have been stuck in traffic."
The police have their own ways to find out exactly when she came. Regardless of whether she did it or not, they will first accuse her of a crime.
Anyway, I am not a policeman, so I can be irresponsible for what I say - Chen He thought.
"Did you drive here?" Chen He calculated with a harsh, judgmental air, "From Qi'an to Lanzhou, driving on the highway takes three hours. You traveled hundreds of kilometers to Lanzhou. Did you do anything illegal?"
Fu Weiru's face changed drastically: "What are you talking about, Chen He? You can't spit blood..."
Chen He interrupted her, "You could have returned immediately after finishing your work, but you happened to encounter this heavy snowfall, and the highway was closed. Your plans were disrupted, and you're stuck here, unable to return home."
"As the wife of a famous painter, you don't know anyone in this small place like Lanzhou, so you have no choice but to visit Xing Yuping's house to conceal the real purpose of your visit.
"The above is my misunderstanding of you."
There was no expression on Chen He's face, and his pupils were as black as some inorganic substance, locked on Fu Weiru.
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