in the dawn

Jiang Chengyun nodded. It can basically be concluded that it was Zhao Qing who killed Feng Zhen and dismantled him. Jiang Chengyun walked out with the report, and met Zhou Yan who was also hurrying head-on.

Jiang Chengyun handed over the document, "Today, let's hurry up and hand over the investigation of Zhao Qing and Zhao Nan. Your side will continue to follow up. If there is any news, we will contact it in time."

"it is good."

Over there, Hengtian City Center, Fuyuan Community

After finishing the night shift, Fang Yingchi rubbed his shoulders and walked out of the elevator. As soon as he stepped into the stairwell, he saw a person standing at the door of his house, and took a look at the suit and figure of that person.

Fang Yingchi frowned slightly, and called softly, "Zheng Ke."

Zhou Zhengke, who was leaning against the wall, turned around when he heard the voice, and smiled when he saw Fang Yingchi, his slightly pale lips made him look a little pitiful.

"Brother Yingchi."

The familiar address made Fang Yingchi sigh. He walked over slowly, took out the key and opened the door. Zhou Zhengke followed his footsteps into the room.

Fang Yingchi didn't want to say anything about his unconscious behavior, he just turned around and walked into his bedroom, and after a while, he came out with a medicine box.

Zhou Zhengke was still standing in the living room, Fang Yingchi walked to the sofa with the medicine box, "Come here."

Zhou Zhengke walked over and sat on the sofa, his back was facing Fang Yingchi, the delicate suit and white shirt had been taken off, and there were clearly visible wounds on his back that were still oozing blood.

Fang Yingchi frowned when he saw such a wound, and he opened his mouth while cleaning the wound, "Is he still treating you like this?"

Zhou Zhengke's eyes were deep, and he tilted his head, "I made a mistake, and he never has a good temper with people who do wrong."

"Being beaten since childhood, why are you still willing to go with him?"

Zhou Zhengke raised his head slightly when he heard the words, "Brother Yingchi, you promised me not to ask about my affairs."

Fang Yingchi's hands paused slightly, and then he handled it neatly, "Recently, don't get water on the wound, it is easy to get infected."

"Do you need to change the dressing frequently?"

With that said, Zhou Zhengke stretched out his gloves and picked up his clothes, "I can..."

"If you want to change your medicine, you can go to the hospital to register my number, and I will handle it for you."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhengke stopped buttoning his buttons, and turned to look at Fang Yingchi, "Brother Yingchi, is that why you don't want to see me?"

Fang Yingchi raised his eyes and looked at him. The person in front of him couldn't overlap with the figure he had when he was a child. He didn't know why this happened, but he knew very well that this was the other party's choice.

"My working hours are irregular, so it is convenient to go to the outpatient clinic."

"Then there is no need to change the medicine. Anyway, I have been used to this kind of injury since I was a child, so it's no big deal."

Hearing what the other party said, which seemed to be self-defeating, Fang Yingchi curled his hands unconsciously. Suddenly, he thought of the disgraced little boy who stood in front of him in the orphanage.

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow."

Zhou Zhengke hooked his lips, and put on his suit neatly. In an instant, he regained his previous polite and noble appearance.

"I knew it, brother Yingchi, you can't, just leave me alone."

Watching the other party leave, Fang Yingchi closed his eyes. Although he didn't know what Zhou Zhengke was doing, no general manager of a listed company would have such an injury on his body.

Fang Yingchi leaned on the sofa in some distress, when the phone rang, waking up his thoughts, picked up the phone and looked at the beating name on it, feeling inexplicably calmed down.

"Hey."

Zheng Chuyuan leaned against the door of Fang Yingchi's office with a mobile phone in his hand, "A colleague came to see the fruit he brought and wanted to share it with Dr. Fang, but you were not here."

"Well, I had the evening shift yesterday, and I have a rest today." Fang Yingchi walked into the bedroom with a medicine box while talking.

"Oh. Well then, store it with me first, and I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"It's hard to rest, hurry up and have a good rest, I won't bother you anymore."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yingchi lay down on the bed and covered his face with his hands. The busyness of the day brought about a sense of fulfillment in his heart. On the contrary, he didn't like this kind of rest day very much. After all, he was all alone.

Zheng Chuyuan turned and walked out. When he reached the consultation desk, he vaguely heard two nurses talking together, and his steps gradually slowed down.

"Hey, do you think it's metaphysics? My boyfriend gave me mangoes and Wangzai last night, and I've never been idle all night."

"You are too miserable, hahahaha."

"Metaphysics, absolute metaphysics."

Zheng Chuyuan frowned, vaguely recalling the night when he delivered something to Fang Yingchi, the other party's expression froze for a moment, and then he hurriedly stuffed the things into the cabinet. Now that I think about it, it may be because of metaphysics.

When Zheng Chuyuan thought of this, he couldn't help but find it funny. People who educated themselves seriously also had such a cute side. In the final analysis, maybe it was a blessing or not a curse that he was injured this time.

After Jiang Chengyun and Zhou Yan finished handing over, he took Qiao Yuchuan and others back to Hengtian City. They rushed to Hengtian City Bureau that afternoon. At the same time, Mo Nan was invited into the City Bureau's Criminal Investigation Detachment again.

This time, Mo Nan still wore exquisite makeup, but he seemed to be a lot thinner than before. Sitting in the interrogation room, Mo Nan remained silent.

The light above his head was glaringly white, Jiang Chengyun changed his clothes and hurried into the interrogation room, while Qiao Yuchuan was holding the health tea that Jiang Chengyun made for him in his spare time, and stood in front of the one-way glass window.

A few days of running around caused a thin layer of stubble to appear on Jiang Chengyun's chin, but this did not affect him in the slightest when he cast his sharp eyes on Mo Nan who was opposite him.

"Mo Nan, I came to you today to verify the relevant information with you."

Hearing this, Mo Nan raised his head slowly, "Captain Jiang, I will definitely cooperate with the police."

Jiang Chengyun took a deep look at her, then took out two photos and put them in front of Mo Nan's eyes, "Do you know the people in these two photos?"

Mo Nan reached out and picked up the two photos in front of him. Outside the window, Qiao Yuchuan's gaze was fixed on Mo Nan's face, and the other party's clear emotional fluctuations were displayed in front of his eyes.

Mo Nan's eyes trembled slightly, but it was only for a moment. She put the photo on the table, "I don't know these two people, it just looks like they look alike."

Jiang Chengyun nodded slightly, "You said you didn't know them, but one of them said that you were his woman."

Hearing this, Mo Nan's eyes changed, and the ups and downs of her chest became obvious. She seemed to be trying to calm down but failed. She started coughing, and Jiang Chengyun handed over a piece of paper.

Mo Nan covered the corner of his mouth with the paper, "I, I don't know him."

"That's right, a gangster dressed like him, who spends his days idle around, is really not good enough for Miss Mo."

Jiang Chengyun smacked his lips when he said this, and shook his head by the way, "It's just that he said that he stabbed my colleague, and he was the one who committed numerous crimes, and his accomplice was you, and you were the one who killed Qian Mingchao."

Mo Nan was stunned when she heard this, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she tightly clutched the paper in her hand, she looked up with tears in her eyes, "Captain Jiang, I'm just an ordinary office worker, Since I was a child, I have never killed a fish, how could I kill someone."

"I was threatened by Qian Mingchao, but I am a powerless woman, how can I kill a light and strong man like Qian Mingchao?"

Mo Nan was almost crying, Jiang Chengyun looked at her silently, "Miss Mo doesn't need to be so nervous, our police won't suspect you just because of his one-sided words."

When Mo Nan heard this, her emotions gradually calmed down. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, "I believe the police will definitely give me a clean slate."

Jiang Chengyun always kept his original smile, and he nodded to express his understanding of Mo Nan's words, but his performance made the waves in Mo Nan's eyes more and more obvious.

While both parties were waiting for the other to be exposed first, He Lang knocked on the door and walked in, whispering in Jiang Chengyun's ear, "Boss, news just came from Beihe that the important witness died."

Jiang Chengyun's hand holding the pen paused, and the pen dropped to the table, "Dead? Who?"

When Mo Nan heard this, she clenched her hands subconsciously. She wanted to hear what He Lang said clearly, but the other party seemed to be worried that she would hear him, so he deliberately lowered his voice, and Mo Nan couldn't hear anything.

She could only see that Jiang Chengyun's face became a little ugly. At this moment, Jiang Chengyun suddenly looked in Mo Nan's direction. The two of them looked at each other. Mo Nan quickly looked away, and the panic in his eyes was obvious.

Jiang Chengyun gave He Lang some instructions, and when He Lang left, Jiang Chengyun looked at Mo Nan, "Miss Mo, why did you go to his house the night Qian Mingchao died?"

Mo Nan took a deep breath, "I said, I was coerced, I am really innocent."

"Innocent."

Jiang Chengyun repeated these three words, and the tip of his tongue brushed across his palate, "The news just came that an important witness we found in Beihe died. Which of these two people do you think it is?"

Mo Nan looked in the direction Jiang Chengyun was pointing at. The two very similar people in the photo on the table made Mo Nan grit his teeth, but there was nothing abnormal on his face.

Jiang Chengyun didn't expect Mo Nan to say everything in this way, after all, how could a woman who could get along with Feng Zhen for so long be such a simple person.

Mo Nan stared at the photo for a while, then looked up at Jiang Chengyun, "Captain Jiang, I think what I said is very clear. I don't know them, and I don't know what they do."

"If you are investigating a case, please ask me some relevant questions, instead of sticking to such meaningless questions and questioning me repeatedly."

Hearing this, Jiang Chengyun frowned, "OK, then let me say something meaningful."

"Do you know Feng Zhen?"

"do not know."