Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1158 blames you for being too beautiful

Although I asked not to stay at home, the place that Zhao Le chose did not leave too far away - next to the flower garden downstairs, and was able to look up to see his own balcony.

The police’s relationship with Zhang Xiaoqin and Wang Liang only knew that Wang Liang had made a sum of money from Zhang Xiaoqin, but because he did not leave any evidence, he could not file a case.

They began to know more about Wang Liang from Zhao Le’s mouth.

Zhao Le looks a bit complicated at this time. "...Before the accident, my sister loved this man very much, and Wang Liang is a guy who would please people. At first, I actually didn't like him a bit, but then he kept on Help us, and appear in our home. Over time, I put down my guard against him. I just didn’t expect that this scum is not only my sister, but also has several girlfriends outside, and even one of them. Give him a child, but he hasn't registered to get married yet."

"He ... lie to women money?" Lin Feng frowned.

Zhao Le nodded. "Not only my sister, but also as far as I know, these years have also spent a lot of money on Wang Liang... In fact, I have already persuaded my sister several times, but she does not listen. I can't help, and I can't always stare at her all the time. My sister has worked hard, it is estimated that it is because of this, so there is a expectation for the so-called love money."

Shaking his head, Zhao Le sighed. "Later, Wang Liang’s thing was raised. Actually it was not discovered by my sister, but it was discovered by a woman outside him. Finally, I found it, and the woman around Wang Liang, including My sister, I found them one by one, and finally they all knew that they were cheated by Wang Liang."

"That... why is your sister, why?"

Zhao Le pinched his fist and then loosened it. "She couldn't afford this hurdle. She went to Wang Liang several times. The result was insulted and she was crying back. Her savings were gone, and her feelings were gone. No, that night, I came back late, and when I got back downstairs, I saw that she fell to the ground... It was a jump. The man was rescued later, but it was estimated that he could not walk in this life... her This is probably the case."

Zhao Le looked at Lin Feng. "On Wang Liang's business, I only know this. And his personal information, where the old family lives, what work, I believe you can also find it, or have already found it."

Lin Feng looked at his colleagues and frowned. "I still have a few questions."

"You ask." Zhao Le sighed.

Lin Fengdao: "Do you know another couple of women in Wang Liang? Their names, contact information, or addresses can be used."

"I don't know." Zhao Le shook his head. "There is a person who seems to be called Wu Rong. At the beginning, she also discovered the things of Wang Liang and picked them up."

Lin Feng nodded and recorded the name. Then he asked coldly, "So... when was your sister committed suicide?"

Zhao Le’s hole shrank slightly.

Lin Feng had a good time: "We just want to rule out your sister's doubts... if you can."

Zhao Le did not go over his face, "Last year, November 7th."

Lin Feng nodded... According to the information obtained from the landlord, Wang Liang should have disappeared after December. He then asked: "Zhao Le, then what about you? What have you been doing during this time?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Le turned his head and looked a little excited.

"Calm." Lin Feng took a deep breath. "We are not targeting you, just have to ask these questions."

Zhao Leshen breathed and slowly sighed, seemingly trying to control his emotions, ""

"After my sister's accident, I have been taking care of her at the hospital, and the school is running at both ends." Zhao Le reluctantly said: "If you still feel that I am suspect, then check it out... Tell the truth. I really thought about killing this scum!"

Lin Feng frowned, frowning, and he suddenly waved his hand, indicating that his colleagues stopped the camera temporarily - from entering Zhao Le's home, see Zhang Xiaoqin, the camera is always open.

Seeing Lin Feng’s move, Zhao Le made a slight opening, but did not say anything.

"Zhao Le classmate, about the clues you provided, I will sort it out after going back, and I will send it to you later, let you see it." Lin Fengzheng said: "I also hope that you can understand that the confession is a very serious thing. Not just a moment of madness... If you just said something, I can’t hear it, and I hope that you won’t say the same thing next time.”

Zhao Ledao: "I am with you, not because I think I need to help Wang Liang to find the murderer. I just hope that you should not continue to bother my sister... my family, nothing, I hope you will not come again. Nothing, I want Go home and see my sister."

Said, Zhao Le stood up, ready to leave... He suddenly turned his head, looked at Lin Feng, looked at the camera that was turned off, and hurriedly said a thank you, then quickly left.

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"Lin SIR, do you believe this Zhaole's words?" Colleagues suddenly asked.

Lin Feng did not answer directly, but said: "Zhang Xiaoqin's suicide time before Wang Liang's disappearance, she was hospitalized, and it is not convenient to walk, basically can rule out the suspect... Next, let's split up, you go find this called Wu Rong's woman. I went to the hospital."

Colleagues frowned. "Lin SIR, do you suspect Zhao Le?"

"We can't let any possibility be subjective because of sympathy." Lin Feng shook his head: "Compassion does not mean understanding... Zhao Le, there is enough motivation to kill. And for now, his suspicion is probably the biggest. of."

Colleagues indulged for a moment. "If this is the case, then the psychological quality of this kid is too horrible... From the time we saw him, he was full of anger, excitement... but no fear and confusion."

"Don't underestimate the children now." Lin Feng shook his head and said casually: "Many times, the things the child does can make the adults cool down. Go... There is still a suspect in the bureau. We don't have a lot of people. In short... work hard to work overtime!"

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In the evening, at Riverside Park, the children are playing, they are young, they are all seven or eight-year-old children, and several adults are gathered together to play chess.

Before the flower garden, Chen Mingming was painting a city on the other side of the river with a pencil.

"Wow! Big brother, you are amazing!"

This is a little boy who is curious to come over - a sketch on the notebook opposite the riverside city, which makes this young boy feel incredible.

Chen Mingming stopped his hand and looked at the child and smiled.

The little boy curiously pointed at the sketch, a figure on a bench... a back view, "Who is this person?"

There is only one such sitting on the sketch, which seems to be looking at the background. In addition, no other characters appear in the painting.

Chen Mingming did not answer, just closed the notebook. He glanced at the little boy in front of him and suddenly said, "Show you something."

The little boy was very curious and widened his eyes and looked forward to it.

Chen Mingming reached into the bag and then looked at the boy's gaze and pulled it out of the bag a little... a silver pistol.

The cool appearance, for a moment, let the little boy think of the heroes of some special dramas on TV - that is the texture of plastic toys far beyond tens of dollars, the little boy wows in a moment, his eyes Brighter.

Chen Mingming recruited at this time, let the little boy turn around.

He passed the boy's body with both hands, then lifted the boy's hands, slowly grasped the handle of the silver pistol, and then pointed to an old man walking in front of the dog.

This is an unprecedented stimulus for the little boy... The little boy is holding his head, picking up the right eye and doing the aiming action.

At this time, Chen Mingming whispered in the ear of the little boy: "Would you like to shoot?"

The little boy was quite excited and nodded... because of the stimulation, he even accelerated his heartbeat.

Chen Mingming released his hand at this time, letting the little boy keep his hands in the pistol and do the aiming position.

The little boy smiled and passed both hands and fingers through the position of the trigger. The weight of the pistol did not match the metal texture, so he was able to take it very stable.

The old man stopped and the pet dog was kneeling at the foot of the old man, accompanying him... The old man looked at the beautiful scenery next to the city at this time, and seemed to be immersed in it.

The gun head, moving a little bit, from the body of the old man to the neck of the old man... to the head of the old man, finally stopped.

Fingers, pressed the trigger a little bit, the time seems to be slowing down.

Chen Mingming silently watched the little boy's every move.

at this time--!

"son--!!"

A rough voice instantly reached the position of the two, and also stopped the little boy's movements - that is a middle-aged man holding a shopping bag watching chess.

The little boy suddenly spit out his tongue and turned his body. He spit out his tongue toward Chen Mingming, and then sent the pistol back to Chen Mingming. "Big brother, are you coming tomorrow?"

"I don't know." Chen Mingming smiled slightly.

The little boy didn’t ask any more—his father had another urging voice and came over here. The little boy had to rush back to his father.

When he took the little boy's palm, his father watched Chen Mingming with a vigilant look, then quickly left, and quite harshly said: "Children, don't mess with people!"

The father apparently saw the pistol... but did not think that this would be a real gun.

At the edge of the river, the calm was quickly restored. The old man who was enjoying the sunset had already taken his pet and slowly walked away.

The people who played chess, after a short while, also packed up the chessboard, and the people who watched the chess gradually dispersed.

Chen Mingming seems to have been in harmony with the light from the light to the dark.

He walked down to a wooden bench in front of him - it was the place where the back of the painting was sitting - he sat like this, watching the last sunset, eventually disappearing into the horizon, and finally only remaining Dark red clouds.

He suddenly took out the clip of the pistol - no bullets.

Ten minutes later, the street light turned on, and Chen Mingming took up his schoolbag and left it.

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I have to sigh that the ability to talk between women—especially when the party seems to have an endless topic, the time of the afternoon tea will indeed simply pass away.

"Oh... you said that this dead kid is still not coming?"

I finally caught this opportunity, and I will not let go of it. After I cut off the night, Ren Yi quietly sent a message to my daughter-in-law.

"He said that he wants to go to the library to check the information today. It may be too invested and forget the time." Yuyou said with a smile.

Ren Ziling turned over and rolled her eyes~www.ltnovel.com~ can have a girlfriend fun... wrong, important! Not me, ah, You night, Luo Qiu this guy is usually like wood, but you can rest assured that such a man is good! One-on-one! ”

The maidservant covered her mouth and chuckled. In an instant, it seemed to make this noisy place back to the courtyard of the aristocratic court hundreds of years ago... Ren Biao looked at it and was somewhat fascinated.

"Or...you sit down first, I will buy something." Ren Ziling thought about it: "Anyway, it’s coming out, so I can save it again. I’m sitting down, I’m going to the counter to see what’s up. Delicious, Luo Qiu’s dead kid is estimated to be coming, and he is hungry!”

The maidservant naturally does not intend to reject the care of Ren Ziling.

I saw Ren Ziling stretched out and relaxed, and relaxed into a beautiful body, and slowly walked into the store... At this time, the maidservant smiled and was about to stand up.

Because the owner appeared.

It’s just that she didn’t stand up, because before that, Luo Qiu had put her hand on her shoulder and whispered: “Sit on the line.”

After this, Luo Qiu pulled up the chair and sat down.

At the beginning of the night, I will be the flower tea that Zi Ling points to, and give Luo Qiu a tea. "When I came out to buy something, I met Miss Ren, so I lost some time."

"No problem." Luo Qiu smiled and said: "She likes you very much. It is not a matter of two times to see you. But it is hard for you, she is very embarrassed."

You night whispered: "It’s all about the owner, how can it be?"

Luo Qiu suddenly stood up and leaned over, and kissed the faint lips... a shallow kiss.

The eyelashes on the eye were beating slightly, and the blue scorpion had a slight amount of traces. She naturally climbed the neck of Luo Qiu.

Lips.

Luo Qiu whispered: "In the past few days, I want to do something myself. Just do it, don't think about it."

"Ok."

Hey -!

It seems that the real, heartbeat voice is from the body of the maidservant.

(End of this chapter)