Midsummer Night's Ashes

midsummer

03

That's interesting.

Cao Chuan picked up the photo of Li Zhao and looked at it carefully, and found that there were many scratches on Li Zhao's bare wrist, as if he had been cut by a knife.

When Li Zhao came here, he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt. At that time, he was very curious. In the high temperature of 40 degrees, isn't this person afraid of the heat?

"Tell me." Cao Chuan stared at Li Zhao's photo, speaking to the man in front of him.

"Li Zhao, 27 years old, is the HR of a wealth management company." The man with a scar on his face took a sip from the glass in front of him, then asked Cao Chuan for a pen and paper, and wrote Li Zhao's company name and address on the above.

"He doesn't have many friends, and he doesn't like to go out very much. Except for commuting to and from get off work, he has almost no extra social activities, and he has no hobbies. When he is not at work, he just watches TV dramas or sleeps at home."

Cao Chuan listened to his words, turned on the recording pen, and at the same time picked up the pen to write something on the paper.

"This is his home address." The man wrote another string of addresses to Cao Chuan.

Cao Chuan glanced at it, but didn't speak.

After the man said this, he picked up the paper cup again.

"Can I have another glass of water?"

Cao Chuan got up and brought him another glass of water with ice.

"There's a big age gap between us, I know that," the man said. "Sometimes I also feel a bit out of place next to him, so I hardly ever appear in public with him."

When the man drank water, his hands trembled slightly, and Cao Chuan stared at the ring on his finger.

"I can understand that he doesn't want his colleagues to know about our relationship." The more he said, the more emotional he seemed to be, and he drank half of the water in the glass and spilled it on himself.

Cao Chuan pushed the tissue box on the table over, but the other party didn't seem to see it, and continued to squeeze the paper cup vigorously.

The paper cup was crushed and the water was completely spilled.

Cao Chuan frowned and looked at his wet chair armrest, a little displeased.

"I've been hiding it," the man blushed, but obviously, it was not because of sadness, but because of anger, "He wants to be decent and hide in the crowd. He said he doesn't want to be a heterogeneous person, and homosexuals will encounter many problems in the workplace." Unpredictable problems."

Cao Chuan put down his pen and looked at him coldly.

"I'll believe what he says, and I'll do what he asks." The man picked up the cup to drink water, but found that the paper cup had been squeezed into pieces.

Cao Chuan pointed in the direction of the water dispenser: "There are paper cups over there, you can get the water yourself."

The man got up, thanked him, then walked to the water dispenser, stood there and drank three glasses of water.

After three glasses of water, he seemed to have calmed down a lot. He sat back, took a deep breath, and looked at Cao Chuan.

"He's just a slut." The man gritted his teeth and said, "He lied to me, I gave him all my money, and he took my money to support other men."

Cao Chuan leaned back in his chair and looked at him: "What did you find?"

"No." The man said, "It's the job of your private investigators to find evidence. If I can get the evidence myself, I won't come to you."

He said: "I accept the price you offered, I just hope you can find evidence of his cheating for me as soon as possible."

Cao Chuan smiled: "Do you know my charging standard?"

"I asked before I came."

"Sorry, you may have misunderstood." Cao Chuan said, "The price of each case is different."

He lit a cigarette, wrote a price on the paper and gave it to the other party, then looked at the scarred man with a cigarette in his mouth and smiled.

The man seemed a little frustrated, but after thinking for a while, he agreed.

"Then please transfer the deposit to this account before it gets dark today." Cao Chuan wrote the card number to him, "After the deposit arrives, I will naturally do what I should do."

"No problem." The man stuffed the note with the card number into his pocket, then got up to leave.

Cao Chuan sent him out. At the door, the man suddenly turned his head.

"By the way," the man looked at him and said, "This is my business card. If you have any news, feel free to contact me."

After the man left, Cao Chuan looked down at the business card in his hand.

Li Hantang.