The Forensic Wife of the Dark Schemer

The idea of No. 7 coincides with he Liuyang, but he Liuyang needs more evidence.

He needs more evidence to prove that Du Xichun is likely to have contacts with Chilian organization!

No. 7 said, "it's that kind of unclean."

Xiao Liu suddenly realized, "you mean he plays with women?"

"Ah!"

As soon as Xiao Liu's words fell, he was punched mercilessly by No. 7.

Xiao Liu cried out, "I see! That's what you said. I'm just kidding and invigorating the atmosphere! But to tell you the truth, what is the purpose of cooperation with Chilian organization in Du Xichun's job? Money? The Du family certainly doesn't lack money. Power? His power is not big enough now? Not to mention he's so young."

Yes, from the perspective of rationality, it is indeed impossible to analyze the reason why Du Xichun did so, but this is the most likely inference at present.

No. 7 said, "normal people really don't do this, but Du Xichun may."

"Why?" asked Xiao Liu.

On the 7th he looked at Liu Yang and said, "Du Xichun is evil. He is clearly a gentle man, but his means are very dark."

Xiao Liu nodded, looked at he Liuyang and said, "boss, what can I do to prove it?"

Among the brothers, only Xiao Liu insisted on calling he Liuyang "boss", and others changed their names to heads. He Liuyang never corrected them, nor did he care what they called. Being pretentious in a title shows that the person cares about how to call it.

"Look up Qin Deming again!"

If Du Xichun really has a problem, Qin Deming's incident will be exposed.

Seven and six got orders and immediately went to collect relevant information secretly. Even Qin Ting found some from the Ministry of health and her previous materials and gave them to he Liuyang.

The investigation of Du Xichun was carried out quietly.

At six o'clock in the evening, in a bright apartment, Feng Qianqian looked at Du Xichun standing in front of her and said with a smile, "unexpectedly, you are the contact I want to see from Chilian organization."

Du Xichun was wearing a white shirt, suit and trousers. He was slender and gentle.

His expression still makes people feel gentle. Even in the working room, there is nothing wrong.

"It seems that I don't need to introduce myself anymore."

Feng Qianqian looked at Du Xichun and sneered: "Du Xichun, the eldest young master of the Du family, who doesn't know!"

Feng Qianqian also came out of the military area command compound. Who of these families is better has been influenced since childhood. Like he Chaoyang of the he family, there are few yamen children in the capital who don't know.

Du Xichun smiled gently, looked at Feng Qianqian and said, "Feng Qianqian, the eldest miss of the Feng family, is better known than meeting."

There is only one Feng Qianqian in the Feng family, which makes it impossible to climb up.

If you want to go up, marriage can.

However, Feng Qianqian's temperament was strong and did not listen to the manipulation. The Feng family came down slowly from the stage.

Feng Qianqian looked at Du Xichun's smile. After all, he couldn't help spitting on him.

"Bah! Don't disgust me!"

Du Xichun smiled, took a paper towel and wiped the saliva off his face. Then he threw the paper into the trash can and went to the bathroom to wash his face. Seeing his way of not getting angry, Feng Qianqian frowned. Du Xichun, as difficult as rumors.

Feng Qianqian waited for him to sit back. His hair hung down because it was stained with water, a few shreds were missing, and it looked more polite.

Feng Qianqian said, "I want to drink."

Du Xichun wiped the water off his face and said, "yes."

Feng Qianqian looked at Du Xichun, took only one wine glass, filled it, and then pushed it in front of her.

Feng Qianqian picked up the glass and said, "don't you drink?"

"I don't drink."

Feng Qianqian leaned on the sofa, looked at Du Xichun and said, "the elegant Du Bureau doesn't drink. I can't tell. I'm afraid no one believes it?"

Du Xichun looked at Feng Qianqian's casual appearance, smiled faintly and said, "the dignified Du Bureau colluded with Chilian organization, and no one believed it."

Feng Qianqian looked at the smile on his face and drank all the wine.

"Du Xichun, I really want to kill you."

Du Xichun poured another glass of wine for Feng Qianqian and said, "there are many people who want to kill me. You're not the only one."

Feng Qianqian looked at him and could not see any mood fluctuations from him. Every word he said was normal, as if it were unimportant. Feng Qianqian looked at Du Xichun, touched the wine glass, and gradually saw a word on him.

"Sorrow is no greater than heart death."

Du Xichun heard Feng Qianqian whisper something and looked up at her.

Feng Qian saw nothing in his eyes. The boundless emptiness made her feel very cold. This feeling is very much like when Liang Qiaosheng first left. At that time, she really wanted to die.

But she can't die. She still has too much burden.

Du Xichun now... Is very much like her at that time

His sadness seems to have condensed after years of precipitation, then attached to him, and finally isolated the world.

"Have a drink with me." then Feng Qianqian put the glass in front of Du Xichun. "You drink, I'll tell you what you want to know."

"I don't need to know anything from you," Du Xichun said.

Feng Qianqian said, "Du Xichun, we all know what's going on around us. Can you guarantee that you can look at me 24 hours? And can you guarantee that if you're gone, they can trap me?"

Du Xichun looked at Feng Qianqian and saw the familiar Jue resolution in her eyes.

Du Xichun picked up the wine glass, raised it to Feng Qianqian, and then drank it up.

Feng Qianqian looked at his drinking action and slightly raised her mouth. She picked up the wine and was about to pour it into the glass.

"Du Xichun, I don't know your purpose, but if you do, I'm sorry for too many people's trust in you." Feng Qianqian said as he fell.

Du Xichun smiled and said, "don't forget what you said. I'll go first."

With that, Du Xichun stood up.

But he had just taken three steps, and the feeling of dizziness came immediately.

Du Xichun's face was a little ugly. He turned his head and his eyes were cold and sharp.

"What did you do?!"

Feng Qianqian poured the wine in the bottle around the quilt, as if washing the cup. She said, "I just did what I should do."

Du Xichun grabbed the edge of the sofa and knelt on the ground.

His eyes were as cold as ice, "Feng Qianqian, don't force me to kill you!"

Feng Qianqian squatted beside him and poured the red wine on the ground, like blood. She smiled and said, "people like us are most afraid of death, aren't they? Du Xichun, you can't threaten me. From this moment on, you should listen to me."