Dear Mr.Huo: I still love you

I took them both to the door and watched them get on the bus.

"Wait!"

"What else?"

Xu looked at me with a surprise in his eyes.

I turned my eyes to Peng Yu and forced myself to ignore Xu Liu's eyes.

"Peng Yu, the evidence you gave before is gone now. Can I invite you..."

"It's about Mr. Zhou's reputation, so I didn't back up the evidence."

Peng Yu's words made my heart sink to the bottom of the valley.

But then think about it. Even if there is a backup, the evidence has been destroyed by Zhao mengyan. She will send others to destroy some related people or files. Therefore, it is useless to find those evidence again.

"OK, I see." Although I understand, I can't help feeling lost.

Peng Yu comforted me that he would collect other evidence so that I wouldn't worry.

I smiled and nodded to say goodbye to them.

Xu Liu didn't look good, but he didn't say anything.

A few days later, Song Yi's case stopped. Although those people did not plead guilty, the evidence was conclusive, and finally the case was counted on them.

That day, I received an anonymous call saying that if I wanted evidence, I would go to the central square alone. He would wait for me there.

The man who called me had a rough voice. He offered 100000 and said he was in urgent need of money now.

With a dubious attitude, I took the money to the central square.

The reason why I came here is that there are many people in the central square. If Zhao mengyan's people were here, they wouldn't do anything to me in such a public.

I thought about it and arrived about half an hour early.

Because it is autumn, many people like to take advantage of this cool season to go out and relax. People come and go in the central square. There are three members of a family and a pair of small lovers.

I casually found a bench to sit down and began to look around carefully at the coming and going crowd.

Time passed minute by minute. Five minutes from the appointed time, I saw a man with a cap on his tongue appear in the square, holding a black bag in his hand, looking around stealthily.

Such a person is doing something wrong at first sight.

I don't take the initiative to come forward and sit in my seat waiting for him to contact me.

Sure enough, five minutes later, my cell phone rang.

"I've arrived. Where are you?" The man asked.

"Central square, your right rear."

The man looked in the direction I pointed. Then he raised his hand and let me pass.

"Come here and pay the money and deliver the goods."

I got up and walked towards the man. "Give me something." I speak.

"Where's the money?"

"Show me something first."

I couldn't grasp the man's mind. I was a little worried, but he just didn't want to show me the things first. When I saw the look under his cap, I felt familiar. I couldn't remember where I had seen him.

"If Miss Zhou doesn't want these evidences, she's free. I believe someone will be very willing to give this 100000 yuan." The man turned and left.

I know who he said. Since there is evidence, I have a general understanding of this matter. I want to buy it to prove my father's innocence, and the real murderer must also want to buy it and destroy it.

"OK, here's 100000 yuan. Give me the things."

I took out the check. The man confirmed that it was a real check, took it, threw the bag in front of me, turned and ran away.