Is it normal to live on the phone to help your boyfriend investigate the case?

Mei Chao may have seen the question in Qu Mingcong's eyes, raised a piece of paper in his hand, and said delicately: "Mrs. Ding asked us to write down the questions we want to ask."

No wonder he came out of the house so quickly and handed out a piece of paper, can you not hurry up?
"Do you have my share?" Qu Mingcong asked.

Both Mei Chao and Pan Fang shook their heads, "You probably have to go in and get it yourself."

Qu Mingcong thought to himself that this couple has a lot of famous things, one likes to chat while eating, and the other likes to communicate in writing, which is not normal.

He walked into the room, slightly taken aback.

The color of the bedroom was gloomy, and as soon as he entered the door, there was a smell of disinfectant water. This smell made Qu Mingcong's footsteps stop slightly, and then he glanced at the whole room calmly.

This is a bedroom decorated in French retro style. Compared with the ancient Chinese style downstairs, there are only fragmentary Chinese elements mixed in it.

The heavy dark curtains were opened by a third, and the light coming in barely illuminated the room. There was a hollow screen with European rose flowers on the right, and behind the screen, a slender woman was sitting silently on the bed.

She should be Mrs. Ding.

In addition, there was a woman dressed as a nurse in the room, who was bending over to remove the needle on the back of her hand for Mrs. Ding. Qu Mingcong noticed that the needle was connected to a thin infusion tube, extending all the way to the doctor on the bedside stand. Medicine bag.

Mrs. Ding's physical condition is worse than he imagined, and it seems that she is really not suitable for long-term conversations.

Qu Mingcong caught a glimpse of some blank papers on the cabinet against the wall, and planned to take one and leave, just like Mei Chao and the others.

He walked over, picked up a blank piece of paper, and when he was about to leave, he heard the sick woman on the bed say, "Mr. Qu."

Ok?
Qu Mingcong turned around and looked over.

Even if he is sick, the other party still looks young and beautiful. Of course, this young and beautiful is compared with Ding Zhaolin. Ding Zhaolin is 60 years old, and Mrs. Ding looks at most in her early 30s.

It is rumored that Ding Zhaolin married a wife who is 20 years younger than himself. Mrs. Ding's actual age should be 40 years old. If you pay attention to skin care and beauty, it is normal to look seven or eight years younger.

But how did she know his surname was Qu? ...Maybe Mei Chao and the others introduced themselves when they met Mrs. Ding just now, and introduced him by the way?
Mrs. Ding's entire upper body was sunk in the soft silk pillow, her skin was pale, and her eyes were half-opened in a sluggish way. When she spoke, her voice was soft and slow, a bit weak and weak, and also a bit indifferent to everything.

"Before Zhaolin left the house, he gave me a brief account of your investigation... He said, you found a soda can in the ventilation duct of the museum, can I have a look?"

Hearing this, Qu Mingcong untied the bag behind his back, unzipped the zipper, and took out the ziplock bag containing the cans again.

"Have you ever seen a drink can like this?" He walked to the bed and handed over the ziplock bag.

Mrs. Ding didn't reach out to take it, she stared at the can for a while, then shook her head, "I haven't seen it, but it can only be stuffed into the ventilation duct, and only people inside the museum can do it."

She paused, then looked up at Qu Mingcong, "I heard that you are going to take it for fingerprinting."

"Well, try, I hope there will be results." Qu Mingcong replied.

Mrs. Ding thought for a while, then slightly nodded towards Qu Mingcong, "...If there is a result, I hope you can contact me as soon as possible."

She turned sideways, opened the drawer of the low cabinet next to the bed, took out a pen and paper and wrote down a series of numbers, and then handed it to Qu Mingcong, "I know that your final investigation results will not come out until next Saturday, but if it's just a fingerprint test, you should You don't have to wait that long, do you?"

Qu Mingcong took the note with the phone number on it, and frowned slightly.

Of course, there is no need to wait until Saturday. Ding Zhaolin has set the time for Saturday, but Mrs. Ding seems to want him to contact her directly... instead of contacting Ding Zhaolin?

I don't know what entanglement is between the couple. Anyway, it's none of his business, it's just doing things with money.

"Yes." Qu Mingcong readily agreed.

Mrs. Ding said: "I am not in good health and my brain turns slowly. When I encounter problems, I always have to think for a long time before I can think clearly. If you want to ask about Nana, you can leave the question on paper, and I will send it to you by email." reply."

"Okay, thank you." Qu Mingcong simply replied, did not stay in the room for too long, turned and left.

Although he didn't stay in the room for a long time, it was longer than the others, so when he came out, Mei Chao and the others asked him what he had talked about.

"Let me check the fingerprints and tell her the result." Qu Mingzong didn't hide anything.

"Mrs. Ding is still very concerned about the progress of our investigation." Mei Chao shook the white paper in his hand and asked the maid, "Where should we write it?"

"You can use Mr. Ding's study." The maid walked a few steps to the other side of the corridor, opened a door, and invited them in.

Compared with the bedroom, the study room is not too small. In addition to the magnificent books on the wall, there are two long tables, one large and one small. A big cat is sleeping on the small long table.

Qu Mingcong thought it was a dog at first because it was too big.

He has looked for so many cats, but he has never seen such a big cat. It is estimated that it has the blood of Maine Coon cat.

The cat sensed that someone was walking into the study, its ears twitched twice, it raised its head to look over, then got up lazily, jumped to the window, and jumped down along the edge of the window.

"Wow, if you just jump down like this, you won't fall to your death, right?" Mei Chao leaned over to the window and glanced, but the cat was nowhere to be found.

Qu Mingcong also came over to take a look. He has experience in this kind of thing. He pointed to the pipes and the air conditioner outside and said, "Follow this and you can jump down."

Mei Chao naturally also knew the flexibility of feline creatures, but he exaggeratedly sighed: "Amazing."

On the other side, Cao Xiuwen and Pan Fang had no interest in cats, so they found a pen and wrote down their questions on paper.

After the four of them had finished writing, they checked each other again, crossed out the repeated questions, and handed a few sheets of paper to the maid.

This trip to the Ding family is over.

The assistant drove them back to the museum.

Mei Chao was thinking about going to Linlan County with Qu Mingcong next week, and made an appointment with Qu Mingcong in the car. He was very enthusiastic, and after making an appointment with Qu Mingcong, he asked Cao Xiuwen and Pan Fang if they were interested in going together.

Cao Xiuwen smiled and waved his hands, "I have an appointment with my former colleague next week. I heard that the star prosecutor who turned into a vegetative state woke up. We want to dig up the news."

"I'm not going either." Pan Fang smiled casually, "Anyway, I still stick to my opinion. The whole thing was an accident, but I still wish you a smooth investigation."

"Then let's get together next Saturday." Mei Chao said with a smile.

They all know very well that the chance of getting a bonus of 100 million yuan is very slim, but the guaranteed labor fee is tens of thousands of yuan anyway. Anyway, it is worth paying for a week. As for whether to include the time of the next week, it seems to be nothing necessary.

When they were chatting, the car drove to an intersection, and Pan Fang immediately said to his assistant, "Stop on the side of the road, this is close to my house, I'll get off here."

Mei Chao hurriedly said: "Then I'll get off too, there happens to be a subway here, I'll take the subway back."

He remembered that Qu Mingcong's office was not far from his home, so he turned his head and asked Qu Mingcong, "Get out of the car together?"

Qu Mingcong thought for a while, "No, I just happened to go to the museum again."

I'm sorry, I've been sick for the past few days, so I'll stop updating. This disease has plagued me for many years, and it has not been cured. Every time I get it, it is very tormenting. T_T