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Song Qinrong took the computer and her fingertips jumped quickly on the keyboard.
Within a moment, a voice dialog box popped up on the screen.
¡°Boss?¡± He Tong¡¯s voice came from the microphone.
"Send me all the information about Qi Huan that I asked you to check before." Song Qinrong said in a deep voice.
There was silence on the other side for a long time, and then He Tong¡¯s disbelieving voice came: ¡°Boss eldest?¡±
"What's wrong?" Song Qinrong frowned.
"Holy crap! Why is it the voice of a young girl? My boss has turned into a woman?!" He Tong screamed, almost penetrating Song Qinrong's eardrum.
Song Qinrong was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that she had used a voice changer to talk to He Tong before.
But today I was too impatient, so I only used ordinary headphones. Let He Tong hear her true voice.
No wonder the other party looked deeply frightened.
"My boss, even if he is not an uncle in his thirties or forties, he should be a big sister in his thirties or fortiesWhy does this voice sound likea little girl?"
He Tong couldn't control his emotions and asked in a murmur.
But Song Qinrong was not in the mood to talk to him about this now, and said coldly: "I'll explain it to you next time. For now, send me Qi Huan's information first."
"Qi Huan's information?" After all, he was the second-in-command of Spades. After being taught such a lesson by Song Qinrong, He Tong still tried to stabilize his mind and replied while retrieving the information, "Which part of him do you have doubts about before? Haven't I shown them all to you?
¡°He indeed committed suicide. He wrapped wires around his neck and hung himself in a closet, suffocating him to death.
The suicide note was left behind and has been recorded at the police station. We also used our connections to authenticate it, and it was indeed written by him. "
As Song Muyao¡¯s ex-boyfriend, Qi Huan has always been the focus of their investigation.
It¡¯s a pity that this person committed suicide a long time ago, and there is nothing unclear about the entire suicide process.
He Tong has been checking for so long, but he still can¡¯t find out the reason.
Song Qinrong was attracted by the word "suicide note" and said, "Send me the suicide note first, and then check the intersection between Qi Huan and "Qing Yi"."
"Huh?" He Tong was startled, "How could he have anything to do with "Tsing Yi"? "Tsing Yi" was only published for the first time after his death!"
Song Qinrong narrowed her eyes.
It was for this reason that she had not asked Fu Sichen to investigate the relationship between Qi Huan and Leng Zhu from the beginning. But now
I remembered that the kidnapper had specifically asked her to hand over all the drawings for "Tsing Yi".
"The only one related to "Tsing Yi" is Leng Zhu
And among all her vests, the one Song Muyao was most interested in was always Leng Zhu.
¡Leng Zhu!
Song Qinrong has never realized more firmly and clearly than at this moment that what Song Muyao hates must be Leng Zhu!
"If I remember correctly, he died two weeks before "Qing Yi" was published, right?" Song Qinrong's voice was cold, "Isn't this an intersection?"
He Tong paused blankly, unable to find the words to refute for a moment, so she had no choice but to nod: "Okay, then I'll go check it out."
Song Qinrong responded "Okay" and was about to cut off the contact when she suddenly thought of something and blurted out to the other end: "By the way, He Tong!"
Chen Yan, who was about to report the progress, suddenly raised his head when he heard the voice and looked at Song Qinrong in disbelief.
He Tong? Is it the one he knows from Spades, He Tong?
"What's wrong, boss?" On the other end, He Tong was still asking.
"I remember that Qi Huan studied painting in college, right?" Song Qinrong recalled, "His family seems to be in a difficult situation and needs money"
Speaking of this, an idea flashed in her mind, and a guess gradually took shape: "Is it possible that the appearance of "Tsing Yi" has cut off his financial path?"
Was it the last straw that drove him to death?
Being reminded like this, He Tong also suddenly realized: "What you said makes sense! I'm going to check his work situation before committing suicide!"
He Tong immediately went to work.
Song Qinrong bit her lip tightly. After just a few minutes of talking on the phone, her forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She took out her mobile phone and was about to contact Mo Ke when she caught sight of Chen Yan who was frozen in place. She couldn't help but ask: "SongIs there any news about Mu Yao? "
Chen Yan was still a little confused, and his voice was floating: "Huh? No, no"
He was still immersed in the question of whether the He Tong that Song Qinrong called just now was He Tong from Spades.
Fu Sichen rarely scolded him for his absent-minded attitude. He glanced at Song Qinrong thoughtfully, moved his thin lips, and did not ask about He Tong.
He just said: "Girl, do you suspect that Qi Huan's death is related to the manuscript of "Qing Yi"?"
"Yes" Before she could finish her words, the mobile phone in Song Qinrong's hand suddenly rang.
On the screen, the three words "Song Muyao" stood out, making Song Qinrong's heart skip a beat.
They haven¡¯t found Song Muyao yet, but the other party took the initiative to find her.
Song Qinrong¡¯s fingers trembled slightly, and the next second, the man¡¯s gentle palm covered her.
It¡¯s like conveying strength to her.
"Don't be afraid, girl. Xiaobao will be fine." Fu Sichen's voice was calm and gentle, with the same reassuring composure as always.
Song Qinrong closed her eyes, calmed her thoughts, and pressed the answer button: "Hello?"
"Rong Rong~ Did you miss me?" On the other end of the phone, Song Muyao said hello with a smile, and then gently patted Xiaobao's bruised face, "Good baby, come and tell your mother that you are safe. "
Xiaobao¡¯s mouth was wide open and it was very difficult to breathe.
I had been trying not to cry, but when I heard the familiar voice coming from the phone, a tear rolled down from my wide-open eyes.
"Mom, mom" he called out with difficulty.
Hearing the sound, Song Qinrong felt as if her heart was grabbed by something, and the pain made her whole back sweat.
Her little baby!
But she still tried hard to hold on and did not let her emotions be revealed in her voice: "Xiaobao, don't be afraid, mommy will be here soon. You must wait for mommy, okay?"
The little man was tied to the pillar and could not move. He opened his mouth and said one word for a long time: "Okay."
"Oh, how can our little treasure be so good? Auntie really likes you so much!" Song Muyao couldn't help being moved by the scene in front of her, and pinched the little treasure's fleshy cheeks.
"Sister Yaoyao, if you have anything to ask me, why did you attack Xiaobao?" Song Qinrong couldn't bear to hear the other party's strange words and asked coldly.
Song Muyao let out a "cheep" sound: "Look at what you said, as if I can catch you easily.
If you were as easy to deal with as Xiaobao, would I go crazy and attack a three-year-old child? "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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