"Mr. Huang, it's so late, why hasn't your wife come back yet?" Zhao Liang leaned on the sofa and asked Huang Dehan.
Huang De looked up at the wall clock. The hour hand was almost pointing to twelve o'clock in the morning. It was so late, why hadn't Riemann come back yet?
He fumbled for a cigarette and lit it.
"Do you want to call and ask?" Zhao Liang asked again.
Huang Dehan waved his hand, exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Wait a little longer."
"Mr. Huang, why do I feel like your wife is on guard against you? Could she...know about it?" Zhao Liang said with a frown.
Hearing what Zhao Liang said, Huang Dehan's hand holding the cigarette trembled, "How is it possible?"
"Anyway, I have this feeling. You see, yesterday you asked her to help you take things to the hotel, but she didn't want to. When she saw you taking me home in the evening, she immediately went out with her friends and hasn't come back yet. Don't tell me this is a coincidence. It's too much of a coincidence, it's not normal!" Zhao Liang analyzed.
Huang Dehan frowned, thinking about what Zhao Liang said, and he actually felt that it made some sense. He also remembered that Li Man had said that she had asked someone to investigate him, but he didn't take it seriously at the time. Now that he thought about it, he felt that things didn't seem to be that simple. And the last time he tried to drug her, he failed.
Why was it that every time he tried to plot against her, she was able to escape unscathed?
She seemed to know what he wanted to do.
Huang Dehan was terrified when he thought about it, and felt a chill down his spine.
Did she bug him?
If she really did install a bug, where would she install it?
At home?
Huang Dehan thought about it and rejected this idea because he seldom made phone calls at home, and even when he did, he never mentioned Riemann.
Is it in the car?
When he thought about being in the car, Huang Dehan broke out in a cold sweat, because he suddenly remembered that his car was equipped with a dash cam.
The driving recorder has a recording function.
Shit! How could he have forgotten about this?
He grabbed the car keys from the coffee table, got up and went downstairs.
"Mr. Huang, where are you going?" Zhao Liang shouted behind him.
Huang Dehan said without even turning his head: "You go back first."
Zhao Liang rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, Mr. Huang, although I didn't complete the task, you can't let me come here for nothing, right? My time is also very valuable."
Huang Dehan stopped, took out his wallet from his pocket, pinched out a wad of money, and without counting it, threw it directly at Zhao Liang: "Get lost!"
Before Zhao Liang could reach out his hand, the money fell all over the floor.
A hint of greed flashed in his eyes, and he quickly squatted down and picked up the banknotes on the ground.
"Hmph!" Huang Dehan snorted coldly and turned away.
Huang Dehan came to the underground parking lot, took out the key, opened the car door and got in.
He checked the dashcam and found that the recording was not turned off.
"Fuck!" Huang Dehan cursed under his breath and turned off the recording function of the dash cam.
Then he carefully checked the car again to see if there were any cameras or recorders.
After checking around, I didn't find anything.
Huang Dehan finally felt relieved.
Riemann did not go home tonight, not knowing that he had escaped.
Huang Dehan realized that Riemann might have listened to the recording of the dashcam, so for a short period of time, he did not dare to take any action against Riemann.
Huang Dehan returned home and checked the living room and his bedroom again, checking every corner, but found nothing suspicious.
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