Perfumer of the Republic of China

"As you know, it happened to be meal time and there were a lot of guests. Seeing him sitting still, I urged him to order food quickly, but he didn't cooperate at all. He just read the newspaper in silence."

"I was so annoyed at the sidelines that I went to entertain other guests, but it didn't take long before the sound of the piano stopped, and then I heard a "boom", and then the whole room screamed, and I knew something must have happened .”

Qin Feiran was picking up the cigarette case on the table and looking at it carefully, when there was an exclamation from the door: "Oh my god, what's wrong?"

He turned around and saw that the second master of the Qin family was a long time coming here as an eloquent, and he still smelled of sweat.

Qin Feiran looked at the scar on his forehead, frowned and said, "Qin Feixiang, are you going to Polly Boxing Arena again?"

"Ah, I went to play a couple of times to try the feel."

At this time, Qin Feihong showed the posture of a big brother: "I always run to the boxing ring, eat, drink and play all day long without doing business. What else can you do besides messing around. Dad has an accident, do you know?"

Qin Feixiang had a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, showing a hint of sarcasm: "You have ruined the Qin family's property, so what right do you have to say about me? Tell me, what's wrong with dad?"

"You!" Qin Feihong was so angry that he couldn't think of a rebuttal, nor did he answer his question.

During the stalemate, Qin Feiran said: "Look, the archway on this cigarette box is a landmark building in Haocheng. As far as I know, this brand of cigarettes is only sold in Haocheng."

When he said this, everyone's expressions immediately turned serious, Qin Feihong frowned and said, "You mean that the murderer who killed my father was from Haocheng?"

"This is just my inference. The murderer was able to kill with one shot from such a long distance. It seems that he is not a novice. If his base camp is really in Haocheng, then he is probably planning to abscond to Haocheng now."

Qin Feiran asked the waiter: "Do you remember the facial features of the murderer?"

The waiter thought for a moment, and replied: "I remember, he is thin and small, with prominent cheekbones, and a conspicuous mole on the corner of his lower left lip."

Qin Feiran signaled for the arrest: "According to what he said, block all ports and stations leading to Haocheng."

The police went to investigate according to the words, and the remaining three brothers were speechless for a while.

"Father's body will be buried after seven days at home." Qin Feihong said, looking at Qin Feiran cautiously, "Third Brother, it's good to be a brother, you always have to attend Dad's funeral."

The change of the Qin family has been widely spread in Ningcheng recently. Given the precarious situation of Taihe Bank, Qin Feihong certainly hopes that Qin Feiran can act like a brother in harmony in front of others, at least not to let Taihe's stock price fall rapidly again.

But Qin Feiran just glanced at him lightly: "That's wrong, I don't want anything from Qin Yang, and what other people think and do is out of my consideration."

Qin Feihong was so blocked that he was speechless, and could only watch helplessly as Qin Feiran drove away in the car.

Qin Feiran was driving the car while looking at his watch. It was half an hour before the time he had agreed with Zheng Pengcheng.

This time, it was Zheng Pengcheng who took the initiative to make an appointment with him in the reception room of Dafeng Bank.

Knowing his life experience suddenly, Qin Feiran didn't have much feelings for this biological father.

To him, Zheng Pengcheng was nothing more than a stranger who met once.

The overall building of Dafeng Bank is in Western style. As soon as Qin Feiran entered the lobby, a manager came to receive him.

"Sir, what help do you need?"

Qin Feiran secretly compared with Taihe's service, only to find that Dafeng has indeed done everything in every possible way.

For example, at this moment, he asked to see Zheng Pengcheng by name, and said that he did not have an appointment, but the reception manager was surprised but did not make things difficult for him.

Instead, he was very politely asked to sit down.

Within three to five minutes, the reception manager respectfully said to Qin Feiran: "Boss Zheng invites you to the reception room."

Dafeng's reception room is a huge space, with soft sofas and exquisite reception tables.

There was fragrant coffee in front of Zheng Pengcheng, seeing Qin Feiran coming in, he pointed to the sofa in front of him: "Sit down."

This was the first time that Qin Feiran looked at his biological father seriously.

Zheng Pengcheng and Qin Yang are completely two extremes. Although he is wearing a formal suit and tie at the moment, he still has a ruffian air all over his body.

"To be honest, I never thought that one day I would have a biological son." Zheng Pengcheng didn't seem to know what euphemism was.

Qin Feiran picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip: "It never occurred to me that the person who has called my father for more than 20 years is not my biological father."

"..." Zheng Pengcheng heard the coldness in Qin Feiran's words. He originally wanted to make this conversation more warm, but Qin Feiran didn't buy it.

He asked directly: "Qin Yang had an accident, do you know?"

"Accident, what accident? When?" Zheng Pengcheng's words revealed obvious shock.

While he was staring at Qin Feiran with wide eyes, Qin Feiran was also observing him.

"He's dead..." Qin Feiran said slowly.

"Dead?!" Zheng Pengcheng almost jumped up from the sofa, "How is it possible? When he was in the hospital a few days ago, didn't he still look so invincible? The scourge has been around for thousands of years. How could a person like him die so easily?" ?”

"Qin Yang's funeral will be in seven days, but I don't think you will be welcome at the Qin family's funeral." Qin Feiran said in a deep voice.

"Is he really dead?" It was not until this moment that Zheng Pengcheng was sure that Qin Feiran was not joking, "How did he die?"

Qin Feiran patted the back of his head: "He was killed by a single shot from behind."

"What a blood feud, but this guy's temperament is very hypocritical. After seeing it clearly, it's a matter of minutes to make enemies with him."

"The police preliminarily judged that the murderer was a person from Haocheng who deliberately murdered." Qin Feiran said.

"The possibility of Haocheng is too great, good and evil are mixed, there are all kinds of teachings and nine schools, his temperament must have offended someone at some point..." Before he finished speaking, Zheng Pengcheng raised his eyes and saw Qin Feiran's inquiring eyes .

Those eyes were full of scrutiny and inquiry, which made people feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Zheng Pengcheng reacted suddenly, and said in astonishment: "You boy, don't you suspect that I killed him?"

Qin Feiran was silent for a long time, but in Zheng Pengcheng's view, such silence was tantamount to acquiescence.

He was very depressed by Qin Feiran's silence, he raised his hand and pushed all the hair on his forehead back, and cursed: "Fuck it, I never did it."

Qin Feiran withdrew his scrutinizing gaze: "You don't have to do this, I just have a reasonable suspicion that the people in Haocheng have a feud with Qin Yang, and you can have all three of these guns and ammunition."

Zheng Pengcheng opened his mouth and found that his biological son was really eloquent.He glanced at the big gold watch on his wrist, pointed at Qin Feiran and said, "I ask you, kid, did you just come from the scene of the crime?"

Qin Feiran replied: "Yes."

"You came here to verify whether I am the murderer?"

Qin Feiran narrowed his eyes: "Not all of them."

Zheng Pengcheng spat on the ground: "I'm so fucking aggrieved."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a knock on the door of the reception room.

The reception manager from just now slowly poked his head out from behind the door, carefully looking at the situation inside the room.

"Say something quickly!" Zheng Pengcheng was a little impatient.

"I'm here to bring a message to Mr. Qin. Someone from the patrol room said that the murderer has been found."

"Found it?" The father and son looked at each other, Qin Feiran was embarrassed, and Zheng Pengcheng's dissatisfaction was written directly on his face.

At the same time, Zheng Pengcheng received a letter from his subordinates. When he unfolded the letter paper, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

Qin Feiran didn't notice this level, he nodded to Zheng Pengcheng: "I offended you so much just now, I apologize for my recklessness, I'm going to the patrol room now, and I'll take my leave first."

But Zheng Pengcheng cut him off: "I'll go with you."

"This..." Qin Feiran was surprised.

Zheng Pengcheng shook the letter paper in his hand: "If you don't have the letter in my hand, you may miss the key evidence to solve the case."

Qin Feiran's face turned serious, and he didn't object anymore.

When the two came to the patrol room, Qin Feihong's face changed: "Third brother, why did you bring someone here to deal with family affairs?"

Qin Feiran said coldly: "For you, it's a family matter, but for me it's not."

Qin Feihong had seen his stubbornness before, so he didn't argue. He just pointed to the thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in front of him and said, "I confirmed with the waiter that he is the guest at that table."

The thin man had his head down, but when he looked up and saw Zheng Pengcheng, his eyes widened and he said in disbelief, "Brother Xuan, why are you here?"

"Shouhou, did you get my permission to touch Qin Yang?" Zheng Pengcheng seemed to answer the question out of question.Qin Feiran quickly cleared his mind through their conversation: "Is he your subordinate?"

Zheng Pengcheng sighed: "Yes."

Qin Feiran frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Qin Feihong rolled his eyes and asked Zheng Pengcheng in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

"Zheng Pengcheng."

Qin Feihong's heart trembled: "Zheng Pengcheng from Dafeng?"

"it's me."

The impact of these two words is too great. In the past, when Taihe and Dafeng were evenly matched, Qin Feihong often looked down on Dafeng's sudden rise, calling him an upstart with no background.Now Taihe is hard to protect itself. Although Dafeng's industry has been affected by the stock market crash, the overall situation is still stable, and the ups and downs are immediately apparent.

Qin Feihong was as envious as he was in his heart, and he was as jealous as he was, and he suddenly broke into a wicked smile: "Is this thin man your subordinate?"

"Yes."

"The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. In my opinion, you are the mastermind who killed my father." Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his shoulder, and the skinny monkey whose hands were handcuffed didn't know where to go. With the strength that came, he jumped up from the chair and bit Qin Feihong's arm.

"Oh, you're sick, what are you biting me for, let go!" Qin Feihong exhaled in pain.