"Who brought you to this place?"
"Auntie."
"Is that the aunt at home, whose surname is Pan?"
"Yeah!" The little girl pouted her mouth and nodded her head. She was sleeping and dreamed of marshmallows, but the aunt caught her so painfully, and then she was put in the car and arrived at this place.
The little girl's current expressive ability is not enough for her to describe the whole process in detail, so it was Shen Hou who was asking, she nodded or shook her head.
But even so, the truth can be roughly pieced together.
Song Kaifeng was silent.
Zhong Yuhong was heartbroken, but there was no surprise in his expression.
Otherwise, how do women know women best? Come to think of it, she is not ignorant of Pan Xiaojing's abnormality.
"...Ah! And uncle! Pretty uncle!" The little girl didn't know what she thought of, her rather frustrated face suddenly rose, especially her black eyes that showed excitement and curiosity. .
Shen Hou only saw that look when she got her beloved toy.
uncle
Eyebrows tightened: "Which uncle?"
"It's the tall uncle, with long legs!" His eyes were full of admiration.
Shen Hou pondered for a moment: "Have you seen him before?"
The little girl shook her head.
Never seen, beautiful, tall, with long legs... Uncle
"Mom, do you know him?"
Shen Hou: "Mom is not sure, because I didn't see anyone. So, Guaibao can tell me where did you meet him and what did he do?"
"It's here! Handsome uncle, hit the bad guys, bang bang bang—" he danced.
Shen Wei's eyes darkened, and he made a secret gesture to the third son. He turned his head and left, actually going to find it himself.
About three minutes, maybe five minutes, the third son walked back quickly, his cheeks stiffened to iron: "Miss, something has happened."
Pan Xiaojing's body was found in a small garden directly opposite the glass window at the end of the corridor.
The third son didn't expect to look out the window at first, but in a daze, there seemed to be an infrared photoelectric flashing past his eyes.
He then opened the window to check. Unexpectedly, when the assistant lowered his head, he saw a man lying on his back in the grass. He immediately took out a flashlight and shot it, only to realize that it was Pan Xiaojing!
The woman's complexion was pale, her eyes were bleeding, her eyes could not be closed.
Soon, the sound of police sirens came and the scene was sealed off.
Due to the close relationship between the deceased and the Song family, the old man and the old lady were questioned, and Shen Wei and two children were also forced to stay.
As for the third son and the two subordinates, they withdrew before the police arrived according to Shen Hun's orders.
After all, the identity is sensitive, and some contacts can be avoided.
"Does this kid know how to speak?" The policeman glanced and praised.
Shen Hou: "No."
The young man was taken aback for a moment. He obviously didn't know what he said casually, and with an impatient irony, he actually got the point. He looked at Shen Hun with a little embarrassment: "Sorry, I..."
"It's okay, it's just facts."
"Do you have any other questions? If not, it is already late and I want to take the child back to rest."
He closed the record book in his hand and clicked—
"Not for the time being, you may be required to assist in the investigation later and be psychologically prepared."
"I always cooperate."
When Shen Hun came out, Song Kaifeng and Zhong Yuhong also came out, but their complexions were not pretty.
Neither party spoke, went downstairs silently, got into the car silently, and galloped back to Song's house.
At the place where the west yard and the main house were separated, Song Kaifeng stopped and called Shen Hou. He felt that there were some things that should be explained: "I will let someone deal with this accident. You don't need to intervene in the rest of the matter."
Shen Hun nodded, he should be quick.
She never wanted to worry about it, and took her two children back to her residence.
Although Song Yu died, he did not divorce Pan Xiaojing. Strictly speaking, Pan Xiaojing is still the well-known daughter-in-law of the Song family. Whether her death was accidental or man-made, it was impossible to tell the public as it was.
If you tell the truth, then Pan Xiaojing's kidnapping of the two children will not be covered, and the Song family can't afford to lose that face!
As for the "uncle" in the little girl's mouth, a man who can be described by a little girl as "beautiful", Shen Hun always feels that his heart is hairy...
It seemed that something flashed quickly through her mind, and when she wanted to catch it, she couldn't remember it.
After the two children were settled down to sleep, Shen Hun took the mobile phone and stood in front of the window.
The night is dark, like ink splashing.
She dialed the third son's phone, and the other end should be waiting for her, and she was picked up in an instant.
"Did the hospital monitor get it?"
"No."
Shen Wei frowned fiercely, and he was about to blurt out the word "waste", but he heard a deep voice adding—
"No monitoring."
It's not that I didn't get it, or I didn't.
"What do you mean?"
"A week ago, a fire broke out in a certain department on that floor, destroying the monitoring equipment. Although it was reinstalled later, it was not connected to the main line of the closed-circuit monitoring center, so it stopped operating."
In other words, the *** on that floor are all furnishings!
Shen Wei's eyelids jumped sharply. It happened to be that hospital, that floor... Is there such a coincidence