Boss, did you speak well today?

Who would be so weird

When Aunt Mei entered the kitchen, Nangong Ran was studying how to successfully turn a lively fish into fillets.

It's really hard for him.

"Master, two people from the homicide investigation team have come over and want to ask you to understand the situation."

"I see." He washed off the fishy smell from his hands, ordered the kitchen to deal with the fish, and followed Aunt Mei out.

There were already two people in the living room. Seeing him stand up, he said friendly: "Hello, President Nangong, I am Cheng Feng who is in charge of investigating Sun Shan's case. This is my partner, Liu Wei."

Nangong Ran sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and stretched out his hand to signal, "Please sit down."

Forced by his aura, the two still stood, took out the notebook and pen, bent slightly, and the words in their mouths unconsciously became respectful.

"When Sun Shan fell from the building, you were the first person to rush to the scene, and you also sent people to search nearby. Did you see any suspicious people?"

"No." Nangong Ran put away his domineering attitude when facing the uniformed people, and said politely, "After I rushed to the scene, they immediately launched a search. Unfortunately, no suspicious person was found."

"How do you think Sun Shan must have committed suicide?" Cheng Feng asked.

"I had already made an appointment with him that afternoon. It's impossible to suddenly lose my mind to do this kind of thing." Nangong Ran said, "Perhaps, you can investigate who he has interests with. Recently, I asked him to do it." His work is related to Mingming Yixia’s former company shareholder, and he may find out something illegal and disciplined, which is not pleasing to the eye." He hinted that they should find Nangong Wennan.

"We will investigate this. At the same time, we also hope that you can give us the list of people who were in charge of the area search that afternoon and the search results. Any suspicious person can be listed." Cheng Feng said.

"My team has been strictly trained, carefully selected, and has strong investigative skills. But that afternoon, no one was found. We handed in all the evidence that could be handed in. Except for cameras and photos, absolutely nothing was touched. "He has nothing to hand in.

As for sabotaging the scene, they couldn't do anything to him.

"President Nangong, have you ever thought that the cause of Sun Shan's death was not homicide?"

Nangong Ran's gaze paused, and he looked at Chengfeng critically, "Why do you say that?"

Cheng Feng's heart tightened, as if he had said something wrong, he couldn't bear his gaze, lowered his head, and analyzed: "We have investigated, and Sun Shan's body does not meet the characteristics of being pushed downstairs, and there are all signs that he jumped by himself." Go down. Moreover, you have not witnessed any suspicious people here, which further confirms our guess."

"I didn't witness it here. It is very likely that the murderer has already fled." Nangong Ran's tone became more severe.

"Generally speaking, after the murderer commits a crime, there is a high probability that he will return to the scene among the crowd and appreciate his evil deeds." Liu Wei, who was standing behind, said timidly.

The steel sound of the lighter box resounded crisply. Nangong lit a cigarette and took a deep puff.

"Who would be so weird, committing a crime and still not running away, waiting to be caught?"

"A murderer who is fully sure of his own ability." Cheng Feng closed his notebook, "This case is not murder in any way, and we will close the case as soon as possible."

Nangong ran out a puff of smoke, and sat on the sofa with an unclear expression.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Minnan still has such a hand.

"By the way," Cheng Feng wrote something in the notebook, tore it off and handed it to him with both hands, "Have you ever seen this string of Internet phone numbers? Or, have you ever heard Sun Shan mention it?"

Nangong Ran took a look and shook his head, "I have the top scientific and technological talents under me, who can help you track down some information. Is there anything suspicious about it?"

Chengfeng understands that this is an exchange of information.After hesitating for a moment, he still revealed some details, "The owner of this number had called Sun Shan several times before his death, and the last call he received before his death was also from this number."

Nangong Ran became interested.

After the people left, he flipped through the note in his hand, went back to his study and called the chief technology officer of the group.

Putting the note in the notebook in the drawer, with a glance, he took out a stack of documents in the drawer.

I looked down one by one, and finally pulled out one of them.

It was an important document about Nangong Yao's participation in sexual bribery. At the beginning, Mingming Yixia was forced to buy it, and Nangong Yaoren was in a coma in the intensive care unit, so there was no time to deal with it.

Besides locking such an important thing in a drawer, he also has his own unique way of placing it.

Has been moved.

"Su Xi, Su Xi." He called people all the way downstairs.

Aunt Mei appeared, "Butler Su is not feeling well, has he asked for leave?"

It was only then that Nangong Ran remembered that he wanted to cook fish for this man.

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In a high-end apartment, I took the elevator to the 26th floor where my home was located. Just as I was about to take out the key, I discovered with sharp eyes that the door of my home was ajar.

He couldn't remember whether it was locked or not this morning, but if there was no external force, his door would close naturally when it was open, and then lock.

He looked around, took off the bulky camera around his neck, put it at the door, and walked in quietly.

The living room was very quiet, and the heavy curtains were drawn to make the room very dark, but the outlines of the furniture could still be seen.

No strangers were seen.

He casually took the long-handled umbrella next to the shoe rack, wrapped it around and buckled it, and held it high in front of him.

Looking through the kitchen and dining room from the wooden frame, he swallowed his saliva and walked towards his study and bedroom.

There was no sound at all when the feet in socks stepped on the tiles, and the slightly sweaty soles made him feel like he was about to slip at any time.

He regretted it a little, he shouldn't have come in impulsively, what if the thief had a weapon on him, or very likely, he was a worse person like burglary.

But at this moment he has come in, and there is nothing to back down.

Looking at the closed bedroom door, he grabbed the umbrella with one hand and turned the doorknob tremblingly with the other.

"Click."

He quickly kicked the door and entered with the long-handled umbrella in front of him, but found no one.

The study opposite the door!

A wave of cold air came from his back, and Wu Mingxuan's back suddenly shuddered, and he turned around hastily.

At the door of the study, there is a person standing.

He was a gentle and elegant young man with a kind face, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, wearing a straight and slim suit with a white shirt buttoned all the way to the top, and a pair of white gloves on his hands. He exuded an air of abstinence and coolness all over his body.

"Who are you?" Doesn't look like a thief or someone doing anything wrong.

"The person who wants to make a deal with you." Su Xi resigned and said softly, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his throat was not fully recovered, "Can you put down the umbrella? This is a bit impolite."

"You broke into my house for no reason, who knows what your intentions are." Wu Mingxuan blushed with anger, "Get out quickly, or I will call the police."

"Call the police? I also have this plan. Tell them first that I accidentally got lost and broke in, or tell them something that is enough for you to spend the rest of your life in prison." Su Xici frowned, embarrassing him .

Wu Mingxuan tightened his grip on the umbrella.

"It seems that I don't understand. I'll make a specific point. You borrowed the photos you took and shady to threaten female stars and pimp some wealthy businessmen." He raised his hand, with an SD card on the tip of his thumb and index finger.

Wu Mingxuan was completely panicked, "What nonsense are you talking about! Don't use a card to slander people casually!"

"I just found it in your safe. All the resources in the computer and the cloud have been completely deleted. The memory hard drive was accidentally smashed by my hand."

Su Xici put away the SD card, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and walked from the aisle to the living room.

Wu Mingxuan walked behind him, and when he turned around, he raised the umbrella in his hand, his arm muscles puffed up, and slashed hard at his neck.

Before touching her body, the tip of the umbrella was firmly held by one hand.

"what!"

There was a strong force from the umbrella in his hand, and the handle of the umbrella stabbed him in the stomach. His whole face was twisted in pain, arched like a shrimp, and the umbrella in his hand was snatched away effortlessly.

After a few howls, he was hit against the wall by the gentle man with an umbrella.

Wu Mingxuan folded his arms and covered his stomach, looking at him with sweat profusely.

The tip of the umbrella at the end slowly moves along the skin, up the arm, and slowly slides from the collarbone to the throat. The trembling sensation reaches the peak at the root of the chin and throat.

"Ugh..."

Holding the umbrella, he desperately wanted to free himself from the shackles, but like a tortoise overturned, he was pressed against the wall by a fulcrum, twisting his limbs feebly.

The eyes became more and more blurred, and it was hard to tell whether it was because of lack of oxygen or because the tears were forced out to blur the vision. The gentle and handsome face gradually distorted, and there was a hint of laziness at the end of the long and narrow eyes, and the amber eyes reflected the madness of interest.

When he was almost breathless and thought his throat was going to be pierced, the tip of the umbrella left the root of his throat, giving him a chance to catch his breath.

The bloody smell can already be felt in the throat, and the pain is so painful that even breathing into the lungs is unbearable.

The exhausted man curled up in the corner of the wall, and the tip of the umbrella lifted his drooping head and patted his flushed face, as if he was scrutinizing something, and finally rested on his chin.

A cold light flashed across the glasses, and the high-ranking person asked, "Now, can we sit down and have a good talk?"

At this moment, Wu Mingxuan looked at him with eyes full of fear, as well as unstoppable trembling all over his body.

Su Xi put away his umbrella and stood on the ground in front of him like a cane. He smiled gently as a gentleman, as if it was a reward for his obedience, "Very good."

"You, what do you want to do?" He got up from the ground and approached timidly.

"Don't get too close to me, it won't do you any good." He turned around and went on to the living room to sit down.

This time Wu Mingxuan didn't dare to move anymore.

"What did you capture in the last two nights?"

"What day do you mean?"

Su Xi resigned the time and place.

"Just some ordinary photos." He replied, slipping a hand into his pocket for his phone.

Two minutes later, like a poor stray dog, he curled up on the floor next to the coffee table, tremblingly looking at the person sitting on the sofa. His face was intact, but there was no pain in any part of his body.

Su Xici quickly clicked on the screen with a mobile phone in each hand, and smiled gently at him: "I think it's more appropriate for us to add a friend, so that it will be more convenient to contact in the future."

"No, no need..." He wished he would never see this person again.

"I originally wanted to do business. It seems that you prefer to talk about relationships. Coincidentally, I have been practicing as much as possible recently, how to make a friend."

He raised his head, and gradually showed a gentle smile on his indifferent and expressionless face, asking, "How does it look like this? Do you want to make friends with me?"

Wu Mingxuan: He was so frightened that he hid most of his body behind the single sofa.

Su Xici pushed the phone back to him along the coffee table, with just enough force, the phone stopped on the edge of the coffee table.

He no longer dared to reach for his phone.

"Pick it up and have a look. There are a few photos inside." He said, "The lower right corner is the time when the photo was taken. Someone will ask you to take the photo later. Do you know what to give them?"

Wu Mingxuan's hands trembled, and he could hardly grasp the phone, "Just, just take, these photos."

It was only when he saw the background of the hotel in the photo that he remembered that he had taken a photo of this person.

That night, he saw this man enter the presidential suite, and did not come out until the next morning.

Nangong Ran's person.

"No. I remember that after I entered the door, I came out within a few minutes, and then someone else went in." Su Xici said, "I have cleaned up some irrelevant photos for you. If there are any The backup I didn't find, you'd better clean it up in time, don't let me find out, okay?"

Wu Mingxuan didn't dare to say anything other than nodding his head.

Su Xici stood up from the sofa, ready to leave.

"By the way," when passing by the coffee table beside him, he thought of something again, "Mr. Wu, next time you want to attack me, please remember."

"I like when people approach me with fear."

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