Chapter 616

Before Sheng Jinsen withdrew the case, he specially ordered not to tell Pei Yibai.

If Pei Yibai was an ordinary person, the police station would naturally follow Sheng Jinsen's orders.

However, Pei Yibai was not.

In addition to his own identity, he also has an uncle who is the bureau chief. No matter what it is, people can't underestimate it.

Therefore, after Sheng Jinsen took Song Weiyi away, someone immediately reported to Pei Yibai.

"You said that Sheng Jinsen withdrew the filing and took Song Weiyi away?" Pei Yibai's voice was filled with shock and suppressed anger.

"When did this happen?"

"Just ten minutes ago, in case you were worried, I told you specifically."

What does Sheng Jinsen mean by this move?

After hanging up the phone, Pei Yibai had a sullen face with an ugly expression.

It seems that the relationship between the Sheng family father and son is much worse than he imagined.

No, in fact, there is no emotion at all, which can be seen from Sheng Jinsen's actions.

It would be beneficial for Song Weiyi to withdraw the case, but taking Song Weiyi away from the police station privately was something Pei Yibai could not tolerate.

Sheng Jinsen, on the other hand, is becoming more and more impolite, wanting to announce to the whole world that he has ulterior motives for Song?

Thinking of this, Pei Yibai's expression became even uglier.

Song Weiyi himself could not be contacted now, so he immediately called Sheng Jinsen.

When the bell rang, Song Weiyi, who had fallen into a deep sleep, was startled, but she hadn't completely fallen asleep.

Opening her eyes in a daze, she saw that the car was still driving, but she didn't know where it was, and the surroundings were a little strange.

"Where are you going? I want to go home." She rubbed her eyes, the fascination that just woke up fell into Sheng Jinsen's eyes, so cute.

But seeing the phone he hung up, the phone that interrupted Song Weiyi's sleep at an untimely time, was not so cute.

"Sheng Jinsen, you actually hung up on me?" Pei Yibai laughed back angrily, but Sheng Jinsen was destined not to hear his words.

"What home? Give me your time today."

"What?" Song Weiyi asked back.

"As your savior, you don't even have a word of thanks, Song Weiwei, you can do it!" Sheng Jinsen grabbed the steering wheel and groaned a few times.

For a woman who doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, Pei Yibai just passed by with a hook of his fingers, what's the future?

"thanks."

"Hearing your perfunctory tone, why are you dismissing beggars?" He was not happy, so he took the initiative to say it, and Song Weiyi thanked him for being so perfunctory!

"Then what do you want?" Song Weiyi was helpless, saying that a woman's heart is a needle in the bottom of her heart, she sees that Sheng Jinsen's mind is uncertain and unpredictable, right?

"Please treat me to a meal." Sheng Jinsen rubbed his stomach, feeling a little hungry.

Song Weiyi's eyes turned suspicious, no wonder she thought this way, "Have you figured out what happened to your father?"

Otherwise, at this time, is he in the mood to eat?

More importantly, with her as a "criminal suspect", can he swallow it?

"He's dead, are you unhappy?" Sheng Jinsen's words left Song Weiyi speechless.

To be honest, Song Weiyi was not very happy at the moment because he had witnessed the tragic death of Sheng Zhenguo.

What's more, I was involved in it, and there was no conclusion about the matter. I always felt that it was a knife, hanging around my neck all the time, and I was afraid that it would fall down one day.

"If you are like this, he will probably get up and fight you desperately."

"Let him get up if he has the ability, am I afraid?"

After that, Sheng Jinsen didn't speak any more, and drove the car to a small house.

It was a garden-style house, which is rare in this city.

But after getting out of the car, Song Weiwei discovered that it was a private restaurant.

After entering, they are all private boxes, and ordinary people cannot enter at all.

"Suzhou cuisine, it's pretty good." Sheng Jinsen sat down, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Song Weiyi.

This posture is really purely for dinner.

Song Weiyi fell silent.

He was also happy to be leisurely, ordering and serving food without talking.

The food here is rather sweet, and it was the first time Song Weiyi ate with him, but it felt weird.

It's just that these Suzhou dishes didn't suit Song Weiyi's appetite, so he just tasted them a little.

Halfway through the meal, Sheng Jinsen's cell phone rang again, it was Lao Wang's call.

"Master, the police station told me that you dismissed the case, is it true?

Lao Wang asked tremblingly, obviously very angry by his actions.

"Who told you, Old Wang, that you wouldn't listen to my orders, so I had no choice but to do it myself."

When Old Wang heard this, he almost rolled his eyes and passed out. "If the master knows about it underground, he will die with regret."

He has been by Sheng Zhenguo's side for more than forty years, and his affection is deep, far surpassing that of Sheng Jinsen.

"Then let him climb up and claim his life with me." Sheng Jinsen hung up the phone with a cold face without giving Old Wang another chance to babble.

Although he didn't hear what the person on the phone said, judging from Sheng Jinsen's reaction, it was not a pleasant thing.

Song Weiyi didn't speak any more.

Sheng Jinsen did not give her this chance to be clean.

He picked up the wine glass and drank the liquid inside.

"Song Weiyi, do you know how my mother died?"

Song Weiwei's hand holding the chopsticks suddenly shook, and he looked at Sheng Jinsen in surprise.

His eye sockets were slightly red, and his handsome face was menacing, completely different from the Sheng Jinsen he had seen before.

"Do you know why, I am indifferent to the old man's death, and even applaud? That's because he deserved it."

Song Yiyi looked at him dully, and heard that Sheng Zhenguo had a violent and perverted personality. Could it be that the death of Sheng Jinsen's mother had something to do with Sheng Zhenguo?

"Wife-killer and son-in-law, how can such a person deserve to live in this world?" Sheng Jinsen's voice was full of disgust and grief.

The chopsticks in Song Weiyi's hand "ding" and fell to the ground, looking at him in disbelief.

"what?"

Sheng Jinsen stared blankly, but did not answer her question.

It's a pity that after so many years, except for the grass growing tall on his mother's grave, Sheng Zhenguo is still alive and well.

Lived decades longer than his mother.

How do you match this kind of person?

He will always remember that scene twenty years ago.

When I got home from school, there was a voice in the room.

He tiptoed and walked over to open the door cautiously. Sheng Zhenguo was naked on the bed, and he was in a state of excitement.

And his mother was strangled by Sheng Zhenguo. At that time, Sheng Zhenguo was still doing things worse than animals to her.

He yelled and rushed over, slapping Sheng Zhenguo's hands and feet with his small fists: "Let go of my mother, let go of her."

This not only failed to save his mother, but drew Sheng Zhenguo's slap.

At that time, Sheng Jinsen's mother had fainted, and Sheng Zhenguo was also awakened by his son, and when he recovered, he panicked.