The strongest peasant girl in the rebirth space

Chapter 570
Fortunately, the young driver was not familiar with the road, and Mr. Qiu caught up with him a few minutes later.

Seeing that his mood had returned to normal, he didn't say anything, and continued to take his taxi to the city center, went to the bank to withdraw 2 yuan in cash to pay him, and the two parted ways.

After returning to the hotel, it was calm for a few days.

After all, he dared to get involved in a murder case, so Mr. Qiu had no intention of playing for the time being, and didn't want to go anywhere.

Staying in the office all day, thinking about what happened these days, it's like dreaming.

bell bell bell...

bell bell bell...

When the phone rang, Mr. Qiu shivered suddenly, thinking that the mysterious person was calling again, he straightened his mind and picked up the receiver, and said respectfully, "Hello, Zitiange Hotel!"

As soon as the voice fell, a hurried voice came from the other end, "Mr. Qiu, how is my son? I...I want to talk to him..." Xiaobao was arrested for several days, and the whole family was worried to death up.

Zheng Minghua?
Mr. Qiu subconsciously thought of the child he killed, and shook his body, "Zheng Minghua, you... You can't do things well, and you have the nerve to talk to your son, are you out of your mind!"

Since the mysterious man ordered him to kill the child, he has never appeared again.

He didn't know how to deal with Zheng Minghua at all!
As soon as he said this, Zheng Minghua pleaded a little more in his tone, "President Qiu, as long as you take good care of my child, I will definitely finish this matter as soon as possible. But now that Su Wanqing is back, this matter is a little troublesome, please You have a few days of grace!"

When Mr. Qiu heard this, he suddenly remembered that today was the last day he had agreed with Zheng Minghua.

At that moment, he made an excuse indiscriminately, "Okay! I'll give you another three days, it's really not good, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Thank you Mr. Qiu! Thank you Mr. Qiu!"

Through the phone receiver, Mr. Qiu could feel Zheng Minghua nodding and bowing, fawning on him.

Thinking of this, he immediately relaxed a lot.

"Do it well! I'm not a person who doesn't show affection. When the matter is settled, I will naturally reserve a good job for you. The salary will definitely not be less than what Su Wanqing gave you."

He killed Zheng Minghua's son, so he had to find a way to stabilize him.

Zheng Minghua was so grateful that he almost knelt down to thank him, "Thank you Mr. Qiu, thank you Mr. Qiu!"

Qiu Dacheng put down the phone, thought for a while and felt that it was not safe. For three days in a row, he did not see the news that the child was killed in the news. In order to cover up the murder, he decided to go back and dispose of the child's body.

after an hour.

President Qiu took a taxi again to the vicinity of the abandoned factory building in the western suburbs.

Carrying a big black luggage bag, he followed the alley in his memory to the abandoned one-story house with ease, preparing to pack the child's body into the luggage bag, and then find a nearby place to bury it.

Squeak!

The dilapidated wooden door opened!
Mr. Qiu stood at the door, staring at the scene inside in a daze.

The furnishings in this room were the same as before, with dilapidated tables, chairs and benches, old newspapers, cardboard boxes, and packaging bags left over from eating bread scattered on the ground.

Only, the dead body of the child curled up in the corner was gone.

Mr. Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and his mind went blank, "People... people? No, corpses, corpses?" Not to mention the dead body of the child, there is not even a hair on the child.

Everything, as if it never happened.

He suppressed the horror in his heart, searched the whole room like a headless chicken, looking for the child's body everywhere.Almost turned upside down, but did not find the child's body.

No!

No!

Nothing at all!

That day, after the child died, he left here with the taxi driver, who would come here to take the body?

He tried to force himself to calm down and recall what had happened.

If they left and someone found the child's body, the first thing they should do is to call the police, but he has been watching the TV news carefully for the past few days, and he didn't find any reports of homicides!

He immediately denied Zheng Minghua. If Zheng Minghua really took away his son's body, there was no need to deal with him, let him take good care of the child!
Who would do it?
Mr. Qiu thought it over and decided that it was the taxi driver who did it!
After all, he killed the child with his own hands, and it is reasonable to deal with the body properly later.

Mr. Qiu resisted the panic in his heart and returned to the hotel in a daze.He casually wrote down the license plate number of the taxi that he had always kept in mind, and handed it to his personal assistant, "Go and find out the driver of this car right away, where is it now?"

After a pause, he asked again, "Find him and call me immediately!"

Seeing Mr. Qiu's distraught look, the assistant quickly took orders, "Okay!"

Ten minutes later, the assistant walked in quickly and reported, "Mr. Qiu, just called the taxi operating company according to your instructions. They said that the driver has left the city, and they don't know where he went. .”

"……it is good!"

Mr. Qiu finally felt relieved when he heard the news.

He relaxed and lay on the back of the chair, muttering something in a low voice, "He's a smart kid!"

As long as the young driver disposes of the corpse, what else does he have to worry about?
Mr. Qiu leaned on the back of the large and comfortable leather chair, closed his eyes slightly, and waved to the assistant, "Go out and do some work! Remember to close the door, I want to take a good rest."

He had tensed his heartstrings for a long time, and now he relaxed. He just felt very tired and wanted to take a good rest.

As soon as the assistant left, the phone on the desk rang again.

bell bell bell...

bell bell bell...

This is an internal phone number in the hotel, and only people inside the hotel will call him.

Mr. Qiu's brain was almost stunned, and he became angry instantly. He picked up the microphone and yelled, "What's the rush? Shoutout! I spent so much money to ask you to come back to work. Is there anything I can't solve by myself?"

One by one, they just harass him all day long.

The receiver didn't seem to hear Mr. Qiu getting angry, so he called him lightly, "Mr. Qiu!"

The sinister voice didn't have a trace of warmth, but it fell into Mr. Qiu's heart like a sharp blade. He shuddered suddenly, and hurriedly explained, "God...mysterious...no, big brother, it's you! I'm sorry, just now I was in a bad mood and thought it was a call from the hotel staff, so I got angry! It's definitely not for you!"

The other party smiled sinisterly, making his skin crawl from laughing, "Mr. Qiu, the business of the hotel has improved during this period, isn't it a bit fluttering!"

President Qiu nodded and bowed, with a flattering smile on his face, "Don't dare, dare not!"

During this period of time, the business of the Zitiange Hotel has indeed improved a lot. He secretly conducted an investigation, and found that some management personnel of companies and factories with overseas background ordered the reception here.

Looking deeper, it seems to be related to the legendary Zhuge family, a hermit family.

(End of this chapter)