The president's wife is from the devil's sect

One day passed like this, and Zhao Qingwu couldn't find the whereabouts of the child or the younger sister, but the abbot of Shaolin Temple suddenly found her.

Zhao Qingwu was a little surprised that the abbot suddenly looked for her, and also wondered why the abbot came to look for her so leisurely.

The last time in the hospital, if the abbot and the dean hadn't rescued her, maybe she would have been besieged by people from various gangs, so she felt a little grateful to the abbot at this time.

It was not convenient for Zhao Qingwu to entertain the abbot when he lived in a hotel, so he could only make some tea casually. When the abbot walked in, he untied the scarf around his neck, put it on the edge of the sofa, and straightened himself sitting posture.

The abbot was originally tall, about 1.9 meters, but now sitting on the sofa, he was half taller than Zhao Qingwu.

Originally, the light in the room was not very sufficient, the abbot sat under the light again, and most of the shadows were cast on the tea table next to the sofa. Zhao Qingwu sat on the side, feeling the majestic atmosphere he silently exaggerated .

After entering, the abbot looked around in her room, and after drinking a cup of tea that Zhao Qingwu handed over, he said slowly: "I believe you already know about Zhang Desheng's murder, do you have any opinions?" ?”

After all, he is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, so he is so respected and respected. Regarding the matter of Zhang Desheng's murder, he should discuss it with his elders, but he did not expect to come to her to discuss these matters.

"I don't have any superfluous opinions. I just think that people should not do bad things. Once they do bad things, they are really easy to be punished by God."

Hearing Zhao Qingwu's reply, the abbot drank another cup of tea silently, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and then he said slowly, "Didn't you suspect that Zhang Desheng's death was very strange?"

When the abbot said this, he looked at Zhao Qingwu with a sharp scalpel in his eyes, wanting to dissect everything Zhao Qingwu was thinking in his heart. This kind of extremely sharp eyes made Zhao Qingwu a little confused. It also made her feel a chill down her back.

"Could it be that the abbot thought that Zhang Desheng's death had something to do with me? The policeman also said that I was very suspicious. Could it be that the abbot came to find me today because you thought so?" Zhao Qingwu thought, after all, this matter is indeed quite strange, It's normal for the abbot to think so, but she is not afraid of the shadow, and she doesn't care what those people think of her.

Zhao Qingwu was able to do this with awe-inspiring righteousness, but some people didn't think so at all, and it was obvious that there was something wrong with the way the abbot looked at her.

Zhao Qingwu couldn't tell what was wrong, probably the abbot had sensed Zhao Qingwu's uncomfortable appearance, so he said in an explanatory tone, "Don't think too much, I will The main thing is to come here and talk to you about these things, I'm not doubting you."

"Even if you doubt me again, I think it's normal. After all, many people are doubting me and say that I am the suspicious person."

On the contrary, the abbot looked very relieved: "The more suspicious a person is, the less likely he is to be a criminal suspect."

Hearing the abbot's tone of voice, she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that finally someone could believe her innocence: "But I'm curious how the abbot would know that I live in this hotel?"

"I also went around to inquire." Now how many people are all staring at Zhao Qingwu, and it is really easy to know where she is.

The abbot saw that Zhao Qingwu always looked vigilant, in order to let her relax her vigilance, and be able to tell him this matter with confidence, so he spoke in a very tactful tone.

"I never believed that you were the suspect. I just wanted to come over and understand the situation with you."

What the abbot is saying now is very sincere, Zhao Qingwu has already heard it, but how can she have any mood, even if she really understands, she can't say it in a daze.

When the abbot of Shaolin Temple saw her hesitating like this, she really understood something, but she didn't want to say it, and felt a little weird: "Could it be that you are really thinking something in your heart?"

The abbot of Shaolin Temple gave her a feeling of closeness to her old uncle next door, not dignified at all, but Zhao Qingwu didn't dare to speak casually in front of him.

The abbot sat there quietly, with a very calm expression on his face, and a peaceful expression when he spoke: "I can come to you like this today because I regard you as a very trustworthy person, so I I hope you can tell me anything."

The abbot could tell that Zhao Qingwu definitely knew something about these things, otherwise she wouldn't always be hesitant to speak like this.

The abbot didn't wear cassocks today, but wore casual clothes, so that people couldn't tell that he was a highly respected abbot of Shaolin Temple, but he still exuded the feeling of being a Buddhist. It is said that people who have escaped into Buddhism have a look of indifference to the world. Looking at him like this, Zhao Qingwu felt that he was indeed very indifferent to the world of mortals.

The abbot took the cup of tea in his hand, and continued to drink, and said: "Although he has passed away, he was my most proud apprentice after all, and I don't want him to die in such a vague way. "After drinking the tea, the abbot was very calm while reciting the prayer beads.

Sure enough, he is a member of the Buddhist family. No matter where he is, he has always been so calm. Because the weather has been a bit cold recently, the abbot wore a hat on his head, and his whole person looked a little different from before.

Zhao Qingwu also saw that the abbot had such thoughts, and she felt really sorry in her heart.

"If those people really pretend to be you and plan to assassinate me, then those who killed him must be in the same group as those who wanted to frame you. Shouldn't we work together to find this murderer?"

"But there is no surveillance nearby, and how can we find it with the strength of the two of us?" To find the murderer in such a situation without any evidence, it is simply impossible.

In fact, not only the abbot thinks Zhao Qingwu that way, but she also thinks so, because she thinks these things happened by coincidence, the man was killed just after he left their shackles, it is definitely because he did not do his job well, so he was killed. Killing people.

"I also know that with the strength of the two of us alone, we really can't find it, but no matter what, we always have to try."

Zhao Qingwu felt that she could be valued so much by the abbot, and she really felt a warm feeling in her heart, otherwise such a highly respected abbot would not casually talk to others like this.

Besides, Zhao Qingwu is not a particularly powerful person, she is just a person living at the bottom, if she is not married to Shen Fengchen, she is still a village girl in the valley.