Chapter 188： He is going to kill you

In this way, several people sat down.

Ding Jiameng also followed and poured a cup of tea for He Tiancheng, Zhao Fuqiang and Chen Mo.

Compared with Zhao Fuqiang's respectful appearance, He Tiancheng seemed a little calm.

Tang Wuxiong looked at He Tiancheng, hoping that he could say something about Tang Chen's death.

But He Tiancheng was silent for a while before breaking the calm, but only asked: "I heard that Tang always plans to return to Kyoto in a few days?"

"Um."

"I originally planned to leave today, but a detective named Yan Ming here told me that my son's death was very suspicious, and even said that my son was not killed by Shen Hao."

When he said this, Tang Wuxiong kept looking at He Tiancheng, trying to see something on his face.

But when He Tiancheng heard this, he just said indifferently: "I have heard about this, and I also know that he suspects me."

Tang Wuxiong's expression changed slightly, looking at He Tiancheng, he did not answer.

He Tiancheng continued: "That's why I came here just to explain to you that your son's death has nothing to do with me."

"I held a concert, but I didn't specially invite Tang Chen."

"I invited only the Qiu family."

"Also, I went to the top of the building just to prevent the two of them from conflicting."

"But I didn't expect that when I arrived, Tang Chen had already shot Shen Hao."

"On this point, Qiu Xue can testify completely."

He Tiancheng still looked at Tang Wuxiong calmly, with no expression of panic or guilty conscience.

Tang Wuxiong did not rush to speak, but Zhao Fuqiang smiled and said, "Yes, yeah, if I say that Yan Ming thinks too much, I have to take care of him and keep him from chaos. Doubt."

He Tiancheng and Tang Wuxiong, he didn't want to offend him.

But if the two were on opposite sides, he would still be inclined to help He Tiancheng in his heart.

As soon as Zhao Fuqiang's voice fell, He Tiancheng looked at Tang Wuxiong and spoke a little angrily.

"I've seen Yan Ming several times. I seriously doubt whether he is a criminal policeman. Without evidence, I ran to me and said that I killed Tang Chen and that I was the murderer."

"It's not over yet, even saying that I killed Shen Hao and the like. This is all nonsense."

"I will not let him see me again in the future, and I will pursue his slander on me."

After He Tiancheng finished speaking in a cold voice, Tang Wuxiong also nodded and said, "He, I don't doubt you, I just heard what Yan Ming said, so I thought of some things my son told me before his death."

"Of course, as Tang Chen's father, I must be responsible to my son, so I stayed."

"Since I promised him, I will give him a few days. No matter what he can find out or not, I will leave."

Tang Wuxiong knew in his heart that even if there was something wrong or suspected, it would be useless to say it when there was no evidence.

Moreover, seeing He Tiancheng's reaction, he felt that he shouldn't have done it in his heart.

Yan Ming should have thought too much.

As for why the bullet disappeared, Tang Wuxiong didn't want to pursue it.

After all, Tang Chen's death also humiliated him in a certain sense.

He was the son who gave the most hope, but he didn't expect to die in this way at such an age.

He is also very helpless.

"Yeah. I understand Mr. Tang's meaning, now that I have finished what I should say, then I will leave."

"If it wasn't because Yan Ming insisted on getting involved with me, I wouldn't have to explain this time. The main reason is that I don't want President Tang to misunderstand me."

He Tiancheng's attitude when he came to see Tang Wuxiong this time was obviously very different from the previous calls.

There is no such respectful attitude.

Moreover, he was leaving after saying a few words, which made Tang Wuxiong feel a little uncomfortable.

"Are you leaving now?"

"Otherwise, what do I stay here for?" He Tiancheng asked rhetorically.

Tang Wuxiong choked, looking at He Tiancheng, frowning.

After a pause, he said, "My son had a lot of opinions on you when he was alive, don't you want to explain it?"

In fact, before He Tiancheng came, Tang Wuxiong recalled the content of the phone call with He Tiancheng before, and he felt that he had a feeling of provocative divorce.

It's just that I was in anger at that time, and I didn't think so much.

It wasn't until there was a contradiction with Tang Chen that he wanted to go his own way and cause this kind of consequence of the white-haired person sending the black-haired person, he regretted it.

Seeing He Tiancheng leaving so soon, to be honest, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

He even wondered if He Tiancheng was doing this with a guilty conscience.

"I have nothing to explain. I had a misunderstanding with him, but I had already made it clear to you on the phone."

He Tiancheng looked at Tang Wuxiong, "When Mr. Tang asks this, it seems that he is still doubting me?"

Under He Tiancheng's gaze, Tang Wuxiong took a sip from his teacup, then said slowly.

"Actually, my son is not going to the concert to kill Shen Hao, he is going to kill you."

"And, I also know that he went to your concert with a gun."

Tang Wuxiong's words were astonishing, and Zhao Fuqiang, Chen Mo, and Ding Jiameng were all startled.

When He Tiancheng heard this, he narrowed his eyes when he looked at Tang Wuxiong.

"Oh? What then?"

At this moment, the atmosphere has become a bit subtle.