Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 233 The Murderer Has Been Covered Like This, Isn't He?
Chu Ci's gaze was persistent and firm. Her face was pale and tear-stained, but her eye sockets were already dry. Due to the soaking of tears, her black eyeballs were extraordinarily bright.

Fu Heng frowned: "Chu..."

Before he could speak, Chu Ci interrupted him: "I want to confirm."

Something seemed to be slowly waking up in her mind, waiting for her confirmation.

Chu Ci grabbed Fu Heng's sleeve: "You have a way."

Although the police will not explicitly release the photos of the deceased, as long as Fu Heng wants to know, he can still see them.

Fu Heng held her hand with his backhand, feeling it was bitingly cold, and he frowned: "I told you, I'll take care of it."

Chu Ci still stubbornly said: "If you don't want to, I will ask myself."

She can report to the police.

After saying that she really had to lift the quilt to get out of bed, Fu Heng's suppressed anger finally rolled up. He grabbed her waist and forcibly restrained her movements. His eyes were deep: "Your emotions It’s unstable, I’ll let you know when it’s confirmed.”

She is indeed emotionally unstable now, her nerves are extremely tense, and she is really afraid that the strings in her mind will break if she is not careful.

If there is one word to describe her current appearance, it is like a crazy woman.

Chu Ci didn't speak. After holding his sleeve and looking at it for a few seconds, her eyes were sour again. She almost fell into Fu Heng's arms: "Please, please, help me find Lu Xiang, please?" , she was in the car, and now she's missing, gone."

Her tears fell in clusters: "What should I do, what should I do?"

Fu Heng took a breath, softened his heart, and stroked her hair: "I'll send someone to the police station to confirm for you later, don't worry."

He gently wiped away the tears on her face, and comforted her: "Lu Xiang is fine, you are overthinking, if she is in the car, there will definitely be news by now."

Chu Ci closed her eyes, now she only felt that she was extremely tired.

She leaned against the pillow, letting the tears flow quietly.

If she really thought too much, if it was just a nightmare, how wonderful it would be!
Fu Heng ordered the nurse to come in, and said, "Let her rest for a while, and I'll go do something."

A black Bentley.

Fu Heng frowned tiredly: "Go to the police station."

The driver in front was Cheng Yuan, he nodded: "How is Madam?"

"Emotions are still unstable." Fu Heng's eyebrows were gloomy: "By the way, who sent her to the hospital, is it clear?"

Cheng Yuan pursed his lips and shook his head: "He left after sending his wife to the hospital without leaving any contact information."

Fu Heng didn't speak.

After arriving at the police station, Fu Heng sat in the lounge and asked, "Has the driver's identity been found out?"

The person in charge shook his head: "When the man was fished up, his face had been hit hard, and his appearance was unclear, but he found a photo in his pocket, which had been soaked in water. The technical department is repairing it, and it should be ready soon. Announce it."

Fu Heng pondered for a while and asked, "Is there no one else in the car besides him?"

The person in charge was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he was a little puzzled: "The driver was the only one who caught it. Later, the rescue team went to salvage it again. There was no one else. The river has risen these days. Even if there are people, I am afraid that at this time..."

I'm afraid it will be washed downstream by the river, and even the bones will not be gone.

Fu Heng asked again: "Who sent people down to salvage?"

"It's the army, the prince of the Qi family is in charge. We don't know the details."

The prince of the Qi family?
Qi Jue?

Fu Heng nodded: "Okay, I see, let me know if there is any news!"

The person in charge responded. Although he didn't understand why Fu Heng was so concerned about this matter, he didn't dare to ask.

Fu Heng got up: "The photo has been repaired, give me a copy."

When Chu Ci knew that the search and rescue was over and only the driver was salvaged, she calmed down.

She opened her eyes without a tear in her eyes, as if she was listening to an ordinary thing.

But there seemed to be a hole suddenly missing somewhere in my heart, and the wind was blowing in.

Fu Heng looked at her pale face and bloodless lips, and comforted softly: "Chuchu, maybe it's just that you are overthinking, Lu Xiang is not in the car at all."

He touched her head: "Maybe she is abroad and can't contact you, but she will contact you when she has a chance."

Chu Ci smiled, her lower lip split, and a drop of blood bloomed, finally adding a touch of blood to her pale lips.

She curled her lips and responded softly: "Really?"

Fu Heng hugged her: "Yes."

Chu Ci shook her head: "I'm going to find her."

Regardless of whether Lu Xiang is alive or dead, she will look for him.

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

Fu Heng frowned, and hugged her even tighter: "You are emotionally unstable now, let's take care of your health, will you listen to me?"

Chu Ci didn't speak, and kept staring at the TV screen.

For the past few days, she has been staring at the news, hoping to get a clue from the news.

Sure enough, the midday news picked up the story.

The photo that was found in the driver's pocket was also repaired. It was an incomplete photo, the other half was torn off, and he was the only one left in the photo.

When Chu Ci saw the photo, she didn't think much about it at first, but when she zoomed in, a sudden thunder flashed across her mind.

That face was still young, it was an old photo about 20 years ago, and there was no scar, but when he got in touch with the three centimeter long scar on the face of the deceased, Chu Ci's heart suddenly tightened.

Her mind was in a daze, she closed her eyes, then hugged her head: "It's her, it's her!"

She opened her eyes suddenly, and blurted out: "It was Wen Xin, it was Wen Xin who killed her."

The photo that the reporter sent her that day was Wen Xin and the driver entering and leaving the hotel. Although she couldn't be 80.00% sure, there was an [-]% possibility that it could explain the pain.

Chu Ci suddenly grabbed Fu Heng's hand: "The driver and Wen Xin are in the same group, Wen Xin must have asked him to harm Lu Xiang, it must be."

Fu Heng frowned, his eyes darkened with anger: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Chu Ci was startled: "You don't believe me?"

It was a hot day in midsummer, but she felt cold. She didn't know whether it was the temperature around her body that made her feel cold, or whether it was the calmness and doubts in the man's eyes that made her feel cold.

But a heart seemed to be placed in an ice cellar, so cold that she immediately hugged herself tightly.

"It's her, I won't lie to you."

Fu Heng's expression froze for a moment, but he still said in a good temper: "Chuchu, you are too tired."

When he said she was too tired, did he mean he didn't believe her?

She raised her face in a daze: "If you don't believe me, then check it out, check the relationship between Wen Xin and him, or bring Wen Xin here, and I will confront her."

"Chu Ci!" Fu Heng finally got angry: "Everything must be based on evidence, let alone whether it has anything to do with Wen Xin. Now that Lu Xiang is not in the car at all, how can we find out?"

Evidence, what evidence does she have to prove that she has something to do with Wenxin?

She didn't save the most critical photos.

And that reporter should be dead too!

Chu Ci became quiet, and the expression on her face suddenly became confused: "Then where will she be?"

She bit her lip, hugged her head, and sobbed softly: "Could it be that I will never find it again?"

But soon, Chu Ci's expression became fierce, her eyes were all red, and she was terrified: "If you don't investigate, I will investigate by myself. This matter must have something to do with Wenxin. If Lu Xiang If something happens, I will definitely not let her go, I will let her pay with her life!"

Fu Heng has never seen her like this before, she only sees those looks, cute and cute, angry and furious, gentle and quiet, but she has never been so fierce and fierce like now.

There was a deep color in his eyes, he paused, and said lightly: "Take care of your body first, and we'll talk about this matter later."

…………

Soon, the identity of the driver was found out.

45 years old. Before the age of 25, he was an unemployed vagrant. Later, he worked part-time one after another. A few years ago, he drove a taxi to solicit customers.

The family relationship is also very simple. I have been alone for so many years, without a wife or children.

Just such a simple person.

The accident that day was also attributed to driving fatigue, coupled with the heavy rain, making it difficult to see the road, so he hit the riverside guardrail.

Everything seemed to make sense.

But Chu Ci still insisted that Lu Xiang was in the car, Lu Xiang was knocked down, and Lu Xiang was killed by Xin Xin.

But all this is just her guess, just her illusion.

It is estimated that in Fu Heng's heart, she has been so stimulated by this incident that she has lost her mind and gone crazy!

When Fu Heng came to tell her about this matter, his tone was still calm: "The driver's identity has been confirmed. He is a man who has been widowed for many years. The accident that day was due to fatigue driving."

After listening quietly, Chu Ci asked, "Have you checked his relationship with Wen Xin? I'm sure we can find out something."

Her intuition made her sure that it must have something to do with Wenxin.

Fu Heng didn't speak, and said after a while: "The police have closed the case."

Case closed?
Just treat it as a normal accident and close the case?

Chu Ci's eyes widened suddenly, as if he couldn't believe it.

She gritted her teeth and her shoulders trembled: "Is that the case? The murderer was covered like this, right?"

Fu Heng frowned: "Maybe you got the wrong information at the time, and you didn't see it with your own eyes, did you?"

Saw it with my eyes?

Chu Ci finally understood that he never believed what he said from the beginning to the end, nor did he take his words to heart.

She nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Her body started to feel cold again, the chill spread from the soles of her feet to her scalp, her body couldn't help shaking, her face turned pale, she bit her lips tightly, and let out a hoarse and sad laugh: "Yes Ah, I didn't see it, but why didn't you look it up?"

Chu Ci raised her face, and her eyes stabbed at Fu Heng like a thorn: "Are you afraid that if you find out, it really has something to do with Wen Xin, that's why you want to cover it up in such a muddle?"

(End of this chapter)