The middle-aged policeman stated that he was aware of his diplomatic immunity.
But this case is more than a simple criminal case. A series of crimes such as illegal detention, enforced disappearance, murder, and torture all involved him more or less, and some of the crimes even came from across the country. She was horrified to hear, and she always held his arm tightly to keep herself from showing any abnormal expressions.
He still didn't say anything, until the end he said goodbye very politely.
The power of silence is daunting.
But it's not a black hole that makes people think about it.
This light-faced Chinese man is an associate professor at the Berkeley School of Chemistry. He was a Russian diplomat in his public identity ten days ago. Such a weird change of identity, even the woman next to him, also left his nationality before filing the case and became his legal wife in Russia. Everything is basically to deal with these allegations.
"Mr. Zhou Sheng, we hope you can stop your academic exchange activities in Xi'an."
He pondered slightly: "I'm sorry, but I will definitely respect your wishes."
Out of courtesy, he watched all the uninvited guests leave with the host's courtesy.
Shiyi wanted to move, but his legs were already numb because of the tight nerves for a long time. Zhou Shengchen didn't pay attention, and took two steps forward, realizing that it was too late. Because of his movement, she couldn't keep up, and knelt on the ground as soon as her legs were soft.
It hurts, she frowned.
The silk|socks rubbed on the rough ground, sticking to the scratched wound.
"Sorry, it's time." He knelt on one knee, squatting in front of her, examining the wound carefully.
Because it hurts too much, she held her arm on her and she was about to sit on the ground, but she was stopped by him: "Don't sit on the ground. The light here is not good and it is not convenient for people to come out for inspection. I will hold you in."
Before she could answer, he stretched out his arm and hugged her sideways.
Soon after reaching more than a dozen bluestone steps, Uncle Lin quickly opened the door. He kept neglecting all the way, almost like flying fast. On the road, there were people who kept bowing to call the young master, and some slightly familiar faces looked at them with a little surprise.
Shi Yi leaned her head on his shoulders, listening to his fast heartbeat, breathing quickly.
Because of the pain, but also because of such a hug.
She looked at the silver-gray silk|socks on her knees, stained with blood, and there were layers of jumping silk, which looked very embarrassed and ugly. There is a very secret mind, which actually overshadows the fear just now, and the pain of falling. She wanted to cover her knees and didn't want him to see any bad places...
Of course Zhou Shengchen didn't know her thoughts.
It wasn't until I walked into my yard and saw the Chinese and Western medicine doctors called by Uncle Lin that I felt relieved.
There are more than family doctors waiting in the hall.
But it was really full of people.
Shiyi knew his mother, uncle, younger brother Zhou Wenchuan, and sister-in-law Tong Jiaren. Those who don't know are naturally the elders in the family, and the peers don't seem to be qualified to participate in this matter. When those people saw this scene, their expressions were different, his mother and Tong Jiaren both had a little discoloration, but Zhou Wenchuan found it very interesting and lamented that the eldest brother had become more and more affectionate.
"I'll be down soon." He finished briefly, holding her upstairs.
All four family doctors followed.
When he hugged her to the wooden chair in the room, Zhou Shengchen finally noticed his hand, leaning against her chest.
The moment he saw it, she saw it too.
He quickly withdrew his hand, and after instructing the doctors to deal with it quickly, he went downstairs without looking back.
Disputing voices soon came from downstairs, some loud and some small. The wording is very intense, but the attitude is restrained.
The old-fashioned building is not very soundproof. She probably heard that he was being blamed by his mother, and his uncle's tone was also very serious. Soon there was a woman sobbing. She thought about it, the only young woman is Tong Jiaren, but why does she cry
Lian Sui handed her a warm wet towel.
She took it and saw that Lian Sui was also distracted listening to the voice downstairs, and suddenly remembered what she said that day. Could it be that Tang Xiaofu's premature delivery was due to Tong Jiaren? Just now the prosecutor said that in the murder case, she must not be able to escape.
So many speculations.
The four family doctors looked plain, as if they didn't know anything.
One of the western doctors took care of the wound, but the other three still refused to neglect, repeating the examination one by one. The small wound on the knee was considered more serious by them than the murder.
Suddenly there was a sound of broken porcelain.
The downstairs was quiet for a while, and gradually the disputes turned into his uncle's words, the content was a bit vague, she tried to listen for a while, to the effect that it was just such a large-scale adverse market capital injection, and the cycle would last 20 to 30 years. , Violation of family rules. Moreover, the unexpected death of Tang Xiaofu this time has already aroused the dissatisfaction of the Tang family, so he exposed the matter to the sun and refused to go private.
"Zhou Sheng has been dormant for hundreds of years and cannot be destroyed in your hands."
She heard these words clearly.
The heartbeat was too fast and even hurt.
She didn't know his house rules.
But vaguely from his words, he guessed that this is a family whose house rules are more important than people. Otherwise, he wouldn't be engaged to himself immediately just for what he wants to do. But now the futile matter that delayed the wedding date has evolved into a murder case. Although she understands that diplomatic immunity will allow him to avoid criminal prosecution, she can't avoid the consequences of being deported.
Zhou Shengchen.
What do you want to do
"Miss Shi Yi looks a little tired, do you want to rest for a while?" Lian Sui asked her softly.
She nodded, feeling that she needed to be quiet for a while.
The downstairs gradually returned to quiet, quietly, the wind blew in from the window, with a humid and sultry feeling, as if it was about to rain. She thought of Tang Xiaofu's face, even her softly compromising words, and her bad feeling of living in a gloomy old house.
Soon someone walked in and closed the window.
She leaned on her side, curled up on the recliner, and opened her eyes.
In order to face her face to face, Zhou Shengchen sat on the low edge of Liuli. Fortunately, the old mahogany base could support a man as tall as him.