Chapter 552

The next few days.

Group leader Li personally presided over the investigation of Yan Zhaoxing.

Although group leader Li will not really use Wen Jia, the idea and method Wen Jia said is indeed useful, and the relevant technical team will check step by step according to this idea.

Although it took a long time, at least it came to a conclusion.

As Wen Jia said.

That night, this call was not actively dialed by the mobile phone on Gao Qinghua, but was software controlled virtual dialing through a background terminal.

In this way, the anonymous achieved the purpose of blaming Yan Zhaoxing. The only good thing is that it was over not long after the beginning.

This time.

A contradiction has emerged.

Why do anonymous people do this?

What is their purpose?

Why did their goal point to Yan Zhaoxing again? This should be the second time to do so. It seems that Yan Zhaoxing was the ghost they wanted to replace at the beginning.

also.

If, according to Yan Zhaoxing, Chen Sheng is not dead and she is really okay, why would she cooperate with anonymous people to control Yan Zhaoxing?

Even if she is a member of the anonymous team, she won't kill the man who has feelings with her, will she?

If the blame on Yan Zhaoxing is really successful, Yan Zhaoxing is basically finished.

The scene involved in the Gao Qinghua case undoubtedly makes the scene foggy again.

As for Gao Qinghua.

Zhong Tianzheng once visited him. For that phone call, even if it has reached the integration of the evidence chain and is ready to make the next lawsuit, Gao Qinghua's attitude towards his words that day is still very firm, saying that what he said is the truth and stick to his heart.

"Have you ever regretted what you've done now?"

When he was about to leave, Zhong Tianzheng couldn't help asking.

The man with a face full of vicissitudes showed a variety of things that greatly exceeded his expectations and really shocked him.

"Regret."

Gao Qinghua smiled frankly and said, "however, what I regret is that I was locked and caught by you so soon. My own means are still not old enough."

"If you give me another choice, I will still do so. As I said at the beginning, when everyone is unwilling to stand up and expose evil, I am willing to stand up and crush evil and let them get their due punishment. My choice is always the most extreme."

“……”

Zhong Tianzheng opened his mouth and didn't say anything more.

……

At my desk.

Zhong Tianzheng frowned and sorted out the relevant materials of this incident. He frowned deeply and murmured, "why did Chen Sheng spend so much effort to make such a big game," die "himself, and then frame the blame on Yan Zhaoxing? Because of Yan Zhaoxing's infidelity? "

"And Chen Sheng's identity..."

Zhong Tianzheng squints at the unquenched cigarette butts in the ashtray. He always feels that everything is not so simple. Up to now, all the anonymous information he has points to Yan Zhaoxing, and all of them are fake. He hasn't even touched the shadow of each other. How can he break the situation?

"Hoo..."

Zhong Tianzheng took a breath and rubbed the eyebrows with a headache. This feeling was very annoying, but he had no choice but to see the move.

however.

What makes him feel different most is another thing.

That is, I seem to be a little hard to let go of the case of Gao Qinghua.

In the past.

No matter what the starting point of the murderer's crime is, he won't have any palpitation, but this time he won't forget. Even in the bottom of his heart, he has some ideas, vaguely agree with some views of Gao Qinghua, and even pity him.

This is a very dangerous signal.

Is it from the evil eye?

Zhong Tianzheng doesn't know.

He shook his head distraught, reached for the socialist core values on the table, pulled the pen from the pen holder and began to write silently.

"Prosperity, democracy..."

Big characters with flying dragons and Phoenix blossomed on A4 paper.

……

Night fell.

Open air bar on the top floor of Grand Hyatt Hotel.

The two brothers, Yan Zhaoxing and Yan Zhaoyi, sit opposite each other. This landmark building has an excellent visual environment, a panoramic view of the neon, full of momentum and pleasure, but there is some play in the sparkling coke in their cups.

On the side.

Several women with good figure, good make-up and exquisite appearance scanned the two with great interest.

These are social flowers who travel with high-end places and follow the high-end route.

"You're almost done. Why don't you go back with me this time."

Yan Zhaoyi picked up the cup, drank happily, and pointed to the bright night light under his feet: "Shangnan is really a good place. If you can take root here, it is also a good choice, but your state is not very good."

"I want to understand that we are two brothers after all. How to say, you have a share in the family, and now I take over more and more things. I really need a helper."

Yan Zhaoyi tilted his head and looked at the other party's Yan Zhaoxing: "go back with me. You are still not growing up compared with a few years ago. The gain is not worth the loss."

He said this sentence, alluding to what happened to Yan Zhaoxing this time: "a single woman almost killed you. It's too bad for my Yan family."

This sentence is very straightforward, leaving no trace of affection.

"Yes."

Yan Zhaoxing touched the bronzing machine on the table and lit his cigarette: "I admit that there is something about this time, but I don't want to leave like this."

"First, I'm really not interested in family business. I think I'm very good and good now."

"Second, have you forgotten my temperament? Was just put together and followed you away? Do you think this is my Yan Zhaoxing's character? "

"So?"

Yan Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows and waited for his next sentence.

Yan Zhaoxing said with a serious face: "I will find out the truth about this matter. It's Chen Sheng. I really want to see what kind of idea she has and why she wants to do it."

"Is it important? Why? "

Yan Zhaoyi didn't understand his obsession very much, but at least he didn't continue to dissuade him. He tacitly accepted his statement.

They were speechless.

Just silently drinking their own coke.

The other corner of the bar.

A man wearing large frame sunglasses sat quietly in the corner, drank the last mouthful of wine in the cup, glanced at the two brothers sitting obliquely in front, the corners of his mouth floated slightly, and then got up and left.