"Luo..." Xia Ruo was taken in by Su Luoheng before he had time to react.
The appearance of the house frightened Xia Ruo.
All the furniture in the house was covered with white cloth, and even the four walls were covered with white cloth.
"Waiting—" After speaking, Su Luoheng let go of Xia Ruo's hand, and first opened the furniture covered with white cloth.
The white-cloth furniture made Xia Ruo look blank.
Then Su Luoheng went to tear down the white cloth on the four walls, and Xia Ruo was stunned by the appearance of the walls.
"Oh my God!" The four walls are filled with bits and pieces of her and Su Luoheng being together seven years ago. Xia Ruo looked at the photos and recalled their past, tears shed unknowingly.
Su Luoheng hurriedly went over to wipe off Xia Ruo's tears, "Don't cry, don't cry, Xia Ruo, I didn't mean to make you cry." Seeing Xia Ruo Su Luoheng who kept crying, his heart also picked up.
"Xia Ruo." Xia Ruo raised her head and was kissed by Su Luoheng before he could prevent it. Xia Ruo was a little dazed, her eyes widened and looked at Su Luoheng in surprise.
"Xia Ruo, this is our previous den." Su Luoheng who kissed enough raised his head, holding Xia Ruo's small face in both hands, Xia Ruo blushed. But still listening to Su Luoheng said blankly.
Su Luoheng continued: "That year, we left the place where we lived together. But you know, I love you, I don't want to be separated from you, and I want to be with you all the time."
Su Luoheng looked at Xia Ruo affectionately, "After I left, I knew that I was wrong! I really can't let go of you. I have no choice but to keep this small house that records our once beautiful life. Keep our past. Every time I come back here, I always remember the days we were together. I also miss, I really want to be with you as before. Xia Ruo, I love you, I find that I can’t do without you anymore, why manage?"
"Su Luoheng..." Xia Ruo choked, didn't know what to say, but at this moment she didn't want to say anything, just hugged Su Luoheng tightly and kissed deeply.
So, logically, Su Luoheng and Xia Ruo reopened their cohabitation life.
The private lives of Xia Ruo and Su Luoheng have since become romantic and happy. However, their work is still busy and difficult.
August 15th, Wednesday.
On this full moon night, in the general manager's office on the 25th floor of Imagine Building, a life quietly passed away with the red squiggly front of his chest.
The assistant to the general manager in a suit, short skirt and diamond black stiletto heel knocked on the door again and again. There was a pause for a few seconds every three taps. After three such taps, no one answered, the assistant general manager pushed the door open and went in.
The general manager's office is quiet, and a solid wood desk is placed on the right side of the door, and the documents on the desk are still spread out. There is a small clock on the upper right of the desk. The time is 5:20 in the afternoon. It is the same as the time on the assistant general manager's own phone.
It's weird, the general manager obviously made an appointment with himself to find him to send the documents at this time.
The general manager is a very real person, and no mistakes are allowed even in a very small time, so he stuck the time he ordered to explain the work. But surprisingly, the general manager did not wait for her in the office.
According to the general manager’s past temperament, this is really a
A very unbelievable thing.
The assistant general manager looked at a small door in the house and thought to himself, is it possible that the general manager is resting in the cabin
The general manager’s office was originally a big room, but after the general manager moved in, he cut off the office and built a small room with good sound insulation. There is only a big sofa and a coffee table. Chair. The sofa is relatively large and can sleep people directly. The assistant to the general manager sometimes feels that the sofa chosen by the general manager must be more comfortable to sleep in than her own bed at home. Sometimes when the general manager works overtime until it is too late at night, he will take a rest in this small house. There may also be a rest at noon.
Could it be that the general manager was too tired to rest in the cabin after a busy day, and fell asleep accidentally
The assistant to the general manager walked over softly and approached the door of the cabin without any sound.
If you wake him up, will you be fired
Holding the file in one hand, keeping his hand on the doorknob, the assistant hesitated to screw down the doorknob to try.
If you are not locked, you should not be resting.
Thinking of this, the assistant breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the scene in front of her suddenly grabbed her heart that had just let go. The documents in her hand were scattered all over the floor. The ten-centimeter-high stilettos could not bear the trembling legs. The assistant general manager fell to the ground but ignored the pain. Her eyes were as cold as the cold person in front of her. I couldn't restrain the panic in my heart, and the scream broke through my throat: "Ahhhhh!!"
"Dingling bell..." As Zhang Qi was about to go to dinner, the phone on Zhang Qi remembered.
"Hello, Crime Squad." Zhang Qi picked up the phone.
"Okay, let's go over at once."
Xia Ruo, who was also about to leave, heard Zhang Qi's solemn response, and knew that something had happened, so she stopped and looked at her.
As soon as Zhang Qi put down the phone, he looked like he was in working condition and said to Xia Ruo: "Changdi, the general manager of Imagine, was killed in the office."
Su Luoheng also heard Zhang Qi's words, took the car key from the desk, and greeted Xia Ruo and said, "Let's go."
When it was almost downstairs in the Imagination Building, Xia Ruo saw a man in a suit downstairs through the window of the car. Standing in the doorway, he stomped his feet from time to time, turned around in a circle, and pulled the necktie on his neck, as if a little anxious. .
Xia Ruo looked at the figure and said, "This is the reporter, right?"
Su Luoheng obviously saw that person and said, "It should be."
Galloping downstairs in the Imagination Building, the deputy manager of the company has been waiting for them downstairs for a long time. It was the person Xia Ruo had just seen.
Su Luoheng got out of the car and took out his police officer ID: "Hello, this is Senior Inspector Su Luoheng. Did you report the case?"
"Good sergeant."
The deputy manager was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was wearing a black suit with fine sweat on his forehead. He stretched out his hand to greet Su Luoheng and the others, saying, "I reported the case."
Several people went upstairs while the deputy manager gave a brief introduction.
The deputy manager's name is Mu Qi Huan, who is exactly forty years old and has worked in Imagine for more than ten years. At the end of get off work this afternoon, Zhang Xiaoqin, assistant to the general manager, discovered that the general manager Changdi had died in the office, so mother Qi Huan hurriedly reported
The police.
Sitting on the stairs, I reached the 15th floor and walked to the door of Changdi's office. Many people stood at the door, looking inside curiously and timidly. It seems that after the body was discovered, Mother Qi Huan told everyone to leave, which happened to help Su Luoheng preserve the integrity of the scene of the crime.
Changdi's office is a room of about fifty square meters, Chaoyang. His body was found in the built-in hut of the office. The built-in hut is on the left side of the office, opposite the desk, about 15 square meters.
The corpse was sitting on the sofa with his head tilted back slightly, his mouth wide open, his eyes firmly open, his eyes were filled with pain and unwillingness, his face was pale, and he looked even more terrifying. Xia Ruo was also taken aback when he saw such a hideous expression at first sight.
Su Luoheng glanced at her and said, "Are you scared?"
Xia Ruo said to Su Luoheng in a very small voice: "This person's expression is almost like a zombie."
For the deceased, it was very rude, even if Xia Ruo thought about it, he would never say it, but after the two people determined the relationship, Xia Ruo and Su Luoheng got closer, and the words became more than ever. many. Even with such impolite remarks, Xia Ruo did not shy away from telling Su Luoheng that he was treating him as his own.
Seeing Xia Ruo cautiously not letting the deceased's colleague hear him, and talking softly to himself, he suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction, and he couldn't help but laugh.
Xia Ruo saw him laughing and punched him mercilessly and said, "Hey, don't laugh, the deceased's colleagues are still here, be serious!"
Xia Ruo thought she was amused because of her words.
However, she was right to remind that as a policeman, he should be serious when facing the dead, that is, respect for the dead and politeness for the living. He immediately put away his smile.
The structure of the small house is a sofa on the left, a small coffee table and a rattan chair on the right. The sofa is relatively large, and the deceased died on the sofa.
The deceased was sitting on the mountain's hair with traces of being beaten on his face, his arms were naturally hanging on both sides, and a sharp knife was inserted in his heart. The blood not only stained the gray shirt worn on the corpse, but there were messy blood stains on the ground. .
The knife had a red handle, and the police officer pulled out Xiaodao. The blade was about ten centimeters long. Almost the entire blade was pierced into the chest of the deceased. Imagine the company's trademark is also on the handle of the knife.
Xia Ruo took the belt with the knife and asked the deputy manager, "Is this knife from your company?"
The deputy manager looked at it and said, "Yes, this is our company's own knife. Everyone has it."
"In other words, can you get this at your company?"
"Yes." The deputy manager nodded.
Zhang Qi had a vision. When he heard the deputy manager say that it was an office appliance used by their company, he walked to Changdi’s desk to look for it, and then said to Xia Ruo: “Sister Xia Ruo, there is no such knife on the desk of the deceased. , Could this knife belong to the deceased?"
Xia Ruo nodded and handed the knife to the police officer beside him and said, "Go and verify the fingerprints. If there are fingerprints of the deceased on the knife, then it is correct."
Su Luoheng stood beside a pool of blood on the ground next to the blood stain, and said: "The deceased was killed by someone here, and then the murderer dragged the deceased to the sofa."
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