March 16th, 1:30 noon.

"How sure are you?" Zhao Zhen sat on the chair, and the instant noodles cup on his right side was still steaming.

"Ha ha, hold? What can I hold..." the old woman across the table showed a terrible smile on her cheeks and her eyes were like a dark well.

Zhao Zhen stopped talking and pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette box. The lighter was about to be lit. The old woman opposite spoke again with a hoarse voice: "don't smoke, Xiao Hong doesn't like it."

"It's just a parasite." Zhao Zhenman said indifferently. He suddenly found that the eyes of the old woman opposite him became extremely cruel. He had to turn his mouth, smoke the cigarette out of his mouth and fold it on the table.

Zhao Zhen threw away the lighter, moved the instant noodle cup in front of him and stirred it with a plastic fork.

He looked up at the big field squatting by the bay window and the old woman staring at him all the time. He felt that he had no appetite at all.

"Two monsters." Zhao Zhen murmured silently and threw away the plastic fork in his hand. He gently leaned back in his chair, sighed deeply, and stared silently at the group photo of the family of three on the table.

At the moment, the place where the three are located is a large high-grade apartment. Looking down from the window where Ono is located, you can just see the magnificent canglan manor across the street. They arrived in the north of Hong Kong three hours earlier than Li Qing.

"There are three people in this family." Zhao Zhen said slowly, staring at the picture. "The children should still be at school and the husband is out to work. This is potential trouble."

"You've killed one. Do you care about the other two?"

"You killed her, not me." Zhao Zhen turned his head and looked at the closed bedroom door. Blood was slowly seeping out from the crack of the door. The color tended to dark brown, showing a frozen appearance.

The old woman couldn't help sneering: "didn't you choose this family? It's the same whether you move or not. Don't try to escape."

"I didn't want to kill her." Zhao Zhen said softly. His eyes never left the group photo of the family of three. He slowly relaxed. "Promise me one thing. Let the child go. It's too young."

"I promise you it won't work." the old woman said sadly, "Xiao Hong doesn't want to let go. No one can help."

Zhao Zhen finally removed his eyes from the photo and stared at the old woman in front of him. A sneer of ridicule appeared at the corners of his mouth: "are you manipulated by a bug?"

"I cooperate with it and make use of each other. It helps me kill people, and I find delicious food for it. If I can't do it, it will eat me in turn. My mother and my grandmother both die like this. Their intestines are rotten, you know."

Zhao Zhen frowned slightly. After a moment of silence, he spoke again: "I'll go out and buy him two live chickens and let the child go. We're here for Li Qing, not to kill."

"Oh, you have done little evil." the old woman said with a disdainful smile, "kill the girl's mother, and then plan to kill her father. Now you want to hypocritically let her go and leave her alone. Is this different from evil?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head: "anyway, it's a principle that I don't start with children. If your bug dares to act recklessly, I don't mind pulling out a knife and cutting it."

"You dare!"

"You can try and see if I dare."

The old woman looked at Zhao Zhen for a while and suddenly let out her breath. She leaned back on the back of her chair and her eyes were resentful: "things that don't enter oil and salt..."

"Alas." Zhao Zhen sighed heavily, looked up and stared straight at the ceiling, "people like us will go to hell sooner or later."

The old woman smiled and looked at him with endless ridicule.

Zhao Zhen looked melancholy for a while, and suddenly asked in a slow voice, "have you ever had someone you like?"

The old woman was slightly stunned, and immediately the smile on her ferocious cheek turned into self mockery: "I look like a ghost. What do you like..."

Zhao Zhen grinned: "didn't your mother find your father and finally gave birth to you."

"That's different. When my mother and my father were together, she was still a beautiful girl." the old woman sighed heavily. "Gu Shu is always passed on to women who have given birth to children. If Gu Shu is passed on first and then conceived, the Gu insects in her stomach will eat the fetus and kill one corpse and two lives."

"Oh?" Zhao zhenpo looked at the old woman opposite in surprise. "Do you still have a child?"

The old woman sighed again: "no, my mother was seriously ill at that time. It would be too late if she didn't spread poison. How can I find a man first..."

Zhao Zhen couldn't help sighing: "it's ruined all his life."

"You don't have to pity me," said the old woman, recovering from her loss. "Take care of yourself first."

Zhao Zhen sneered: "Oh, you obviously don't know a good heart."

While they were talking, Ono suddenly turned around and said, "he's back."

Zhao Zhen was excited all over. He quickly got up and gathered around the floating window. He gently lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out of the window.

A dark blue limousine is slowly passing through the street outside and heading for canglan manor in front.

"It's Li Qing's car." Zhao Zhenshen said in a deep voice, his eyes slightly frozen. "If we can get rid of him before they make a formal deal, we'll be much easier..."

Li Qing drove into the gate of canglan manor.

As soon as he stopped the car, Fang Yong, who got the news, trotted over from a distance and waved: "brother Qing."

"Well." Li Qing smiled and patted Fang Yong on the shoulder, "how are these two days?"

"Very good, everything is very good." Fang Yong replied with a smile, "President Lin is still in the company and hasn't come back."

"Well, I'll see simu first, and then pick her up from work."

"Oh, that's right." Fang Yong seemed to suddenly think of something, and approached Li Qing and said in a low voice, "according to the decoration drawings determined before, the construction has begun, and miss manxuan is watching behind. There are no people in the house these two days, so President Lin moved to the West with simu."

"Oh, that's right." Li Qing nodded. "Then I'd better go and see man Xuan first. You're busy."

"Yes, I'll finish the purchase accounts for the past two days first. It's still a little short. I have to show them to President Lin early tomorrow morning." Fang Yong smiled, waved his hand and watched Li Qing leave.

After face-to-face contact with Fang Yong, Li Qing walked forward slowly alone until the mobile phone ring suddenly rang, and he stopped to pick up the phone.

"What's up?"

"Hello, can't you?" Qian Hanling's nice voice came from his ear. "I haven't seen you for many days last time when I said goodbye in hot spring villa. I'll ask you how you're doing."

Li Qing grinned: "should you really greet me?"

"Li Qing, I helped you anyway. There's no need to be so weird."

"Well, it's for your rare friendship." Li Qingshu sighed. "Then I might as well say it straight. Are you here to inquire about the news?"

"Oh? What do you say?"

"Still pretending to be garlic..." Li Qing said, "to tell you the truth, the man was caught last night. Lao Qian took him back to Qian's house early this morning."

"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all."

Li Qing nodded: "well, I'll say it casually. It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not. In short, there's only so much I can tell you. I don't know what Lao Qian wants to do. What's your purpose, and I'm not interested. After all, it's your Qian family's business. I'd better be less involved in it, so as not to be nobody inside and outside."

"Hehe, inexplicably..." Qian Hanling muttered, "that's it."

"That's it? Aren't you going to thank me?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about. Thank you for what?"

Li Qing gently blinked: "Miss Qian, you have a routine."

"Ouch, I just have no company and I'm bored, so I made a phone call to chat. Who knows what kind of book you're talking about." Qian Hanling sighed softly. "Will you go to hot spring villa another day? Won't you also go to North Hong Kong?"

Li Qing replied, "yes, I just got home."

"That counts. Bye."

When the voice fell, Qian Hanling hung up the call.

"Come to me if you don't have anyone to accompany you, this girl film. It's unclear to get information from me..." Li Qing shouted, staring at the dark mobile phone screen, turned and continued along the corridor.

After four or five steps, he suddenly paused again and frowned: "no one to accompany?"

Li Qing stood there and began to recall a short conversation with Qian Hanling.

Qian Liming has taken the killer back to Qian's house, but Qian Hanling still hasn't received the news. I'm afraid only Lao Qian knows what kind of plot there is.

The purpose of Qian Hanling's call is undoubtedly quite obvious. The assassin of Qian Liming didn't go back last night. She couldn't get any news. Naturally, she wanted to find someone to talk to. Li Qing is her best choice. On the one hand, she can ensure the accuracy of the information to the greatest extent. On the other hand, she can test whether Li Qing has participated in the internal struggle of the Qian family.

Li Qing did not disappoint her. First, she answered the reason why the killer didn't go back. Secondly, she made it clear that she would not participate in the struggle of the Qian family, so she finally asked Qian Hanling if she should thank him.

When this conversation came to this point, it gradually began to become more and more intriguing.

Qian Hanling pretended to be confused and got rid of his relationship with the killer. But then she changed the subject and said that she would call Li Qing because she was bored and had no company.

If Lu Yun's words were somewhat believable, but if Qian Hanling, with the woman's intelligence, his words would suddenly become so frivolous, which is obviously unreasonable.

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