"Why did you jump off the building at such a young age?"
"Young people today have a very poor psychological quality. They either have trouble at work, or they can't think about it after breaking up."
"I jumped off the building in my pajamas, how unthinkable this is!"
"If you're going to die, what do you need to wear?"
After the inspection, the body was covered by the police, and people became bold in the less terrifying scene, and began to talk and say anything.
Zhai Chen's arm holding the child gradually tightened, making Mengmeng painful, and whispered in his chest, "Uncle, what's wrong?"
Holding the child's head to prevent him from lifting, Zhai Chen turned and left the noisy crowd. Li Ting's second-hand white car was still parked on the side of the road. There were no stickers on this small street. People in the community parked their cars on the bicycle lane. This girl has a good face. She wants to have a car if her colleagues have a car, but she doesn't have that much money, so she went to the second-hand market and bought an 80% new one. There wasn't a single dirt spot on Bai Liang's body, and it was obviously just scrubbed over the weekend, waiting for her temporary bodyguard to take her to work.
Riding an electric donkey against the current in the city during the morning rush hour, Zhai Chen was almost overwhelmed by the raging anger. If he hadn't taken oxygen at the moment, he would have crushed the handlebars. After finally riding to the front of the kindergarten, I could breathe a sigh of relief.
When the gatekeeper Yang of the opposite door saw these nephews and uncles, he immediately greeted them with a smile: "Xiao Zhai, why is it so early today?"
Zhai Chen took a breath and brought out the breakfast in the basket and handed it to the other party: "I brought you some breakfast."
"Oh, after so many years, you are still so polite." Uncle Yang accepted it with a smile, and motioned Zhai Chen to throw the electric car into the courtyard of their community.
Zhai Chen locked the electric donkey and put Zhai Mengmeng in the kindergarten canteen for him to have breakfast. Staring at the locked phone, waiting for the police to contact him. He called Li Ting in the morning, and the police investigation would definitely call him first, but when the pie was cold, no call came in.
"Uncle, aren't we sending Sister Rabbit to work?" Zhai Mengmeng came over with the snow-white lop-eared rabbit. It was too chaotic at the scene just now, and with his uncle covering his face, he didn't see anything, and didn't understand anything.
That lop-eared rabbit has soft hands and feet, and the hair is so long that you can't see the eyes, it's very cute. She thought that she liked it very much by hanging it on the bag, but gave it to the child without hesitation.
Zhai Chen looked at the rabbit and said hoarsely, "Sister, she's leaving first, we don't need to send it away in the future."
"Oh." Mengmeng replied in disappointment, and went to play on the swing in the distance.
The police station hadn't called yet, Zhai Chen wanted to call Fang Chuyang and ask, but this matter is still in charge of the area, so the guy must not know. He opened the phone and swiped in the address book, his fingertips resting on the name "Gao Yusheng".
Zhai Chen's physique is somewhat contrary to the laws of nature. Since he was a child, Zhai Jianguo has warned him to hide this specialness so as not to bring disaster to himself. Ordinary people seldom associate high-concentration oxygen intake with an instant increase in strength, and only think that he really has some kind of respiratory disease. And Gao Yusheng obviously guessed it, which made him instinctively want to stay away from that guy. But now only Gao Yusheng can tell him about Li Ting.
After eating the cake in three or two times, he was really in a panic, and when he came back to his senses, the phone had already been dialed. After only one ring, the other party picked it up, and it was too late to hang up.
"Have you changed your mind?" Mr. Gao's voice was as clear as ever.
Zhai Chen tucked Weichao's hair behind his head and exhaled, "Li Ting is dead."
"..." The other party was silent for two seconds, and his tone became serious, "What's going on? When did it happen?"
"Last night, she fell down the stairs. I went to pick her up this morning. No one was there. I'm waiting for the call from the police. I think the police will find you soon to investigate." Zhai Chen stood up and leaned on the railing. To the students and office workers in a hurry on the street, try to state the facts as objectively as possible. Don't add personal opinions, don't comment on suicide or homicide, and keep your stomach full of swear words down your throat.
"I see, you... don't be angry." Mr. Gao, who thought he would answer indifferently, persuaded him with a little caution, with a slight anger.
Zhai Chen suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, but he felt that the sentence "don't be angry" was a bit sweet, and he instantly softened because he had no resistance to young and soft creatures. After taking a long breath, he realized that his emotions were too exposed, and sat back on the mushroom stool: "I'm not angry."
The parents sent their children to the kindergarten one after another. Zhai Chen wore a pink-blue apron and greeted the kindergarten children with a smile.
"Yaoyao!" The little girl with a bow and horn braid walked in, and Zhai Mengmeng, who was sitting alone on the swing, immediately regained her energy, and ate the small biscuits given by Yaoyao for the melancholy who couldn't send Sister Rabbit to work.
However, adults can't eat their troubles. In the morning, the police station really asked Zhai Chen to investigate. This matter is still being accepted by the police station in the area, and the relevant personnel in the community have also been brought over for questioning. Several policemen are very busy.
"Why did you call me here, how can my old woman kill anyone?"
"I went to my mother-in-law's house with my wife last night, and I wasn't at home at all. You saw it too, I only came back in the morning."
"I didn't hear any strange noises. You don't know, our building has poor sound insulation, and there are all kinds of noises, quarrels, children beating, disco dancers, and it's so noisy every day that you can't hear anything really happening. of."
The aunt and young couple who were on the same floor as Li Ting, as well as the neighbors who went up and down the stairs, were all called, and they were all messed up.
"Zhai Chen, right? You called the deceased in the morning. What happened?"
Zhai Chen looked away from the group of neighbors, leaned halfway against the table, and said, "I am the bodyguard she hired in private to pick her up for work."
"Oh, bodyguard... bodyguard?" The little policeman suddenly raised his head and slapped the table, shaking the enamel cup of the old cadre on the table, "Speak well, what bodyguard does she hire as an office worker! Are you? her friend?"
"I'm telling the truth," Zhai Chen supported his face with one hand and leaned closer. "She was stalked by her ex-boyfriend, and she was beaten twice. The police didn't care if you called the police. You can only hire bodyguards."
"Being entangled by an ex-boyfriend..." The policeman suddenly grasped an important clue and recorded it carefully, "What's the name of your ex-boyfriend?"
While talking, Zhai Chen aimed at the few pages of paper that the little policeman had no time to put away.
[Preliminary on-site investigation: no obvious trauma, basically in line with the conditions of free fall. There were no signs of fighting in the corridor, no signs of intrusion into the deceased's room, and fingerprints on the door handle to be identified. Suspected suicide…]
"It's impossible for her to commit suicide." Zhai Chen pointed to those two words.
The little policeman quickly hid the piece of paper under the folder: "Don't look at it!"
"Why is it impossible?" Behind the computer monitor on the desk behind him, sitting a middle-aged man who is out of tune with the busy scene, holding a cup of hot tea, the old god is there, it is the common old fried dough sticks in various business units, " Today's young people like to think blindly without going to bed in the middle of the night, and they may jump off the building after reading an article. Ex-boyfriend entanglement can be a big deal, she must hire you as a bodyguard for something else. "
The seemingly normal analysis contained infinite malicious speculation about the deceased. Zhai Chen squeezed the oxygen bottle in the bag through the fabric, and took a deep breath: "Li Ting is a very face-saving person. Although she has no money, she is also very poor. In order not to lose face in front of her colleagues, she bought a second-hand car and wiped it every day. I can look in the mirror; I would rather not eat breakfast and have to dress up to look bright, how could I jump off a building in my pajamas?"
The little policeman dutifully recorded his words, and found that Zhai Chen seemed very uncomfortable covering his heart, and hurriedly asked him what was wrong. Zhai Chen waved his hand, took out an oxygen bottle from his bag and took a sip.
"Then if he kills, who could she see in her pajamas? You should focus on checking her relationship between men and women, tsk tsk, the little girl now..." The old fritters were still chattering, when Zhai Chen grabbed the collar and walked away from the table. He brought it up directly, swept a pile of debris on the table to the ground, and there was a screeching noise.
"Hey, what are you doing!" The other policemen were stunned and rushed over to pull Zhai Chen, and the police station suddenly jumped.
Zhai Chen gently dragged the person in front of him, sneered, and said in a normal tone of voice, "Fuck you and say another word."
On the other side, Punctuation Map Company, Gao Yusheng and the personnel manager just sent away the police who came to investigate.
"The police will notify Li Ting's parents, as well as the personnel affairs, as well as employee insurance." Gao Yusheng explained the personnel affairs as he walked back.
"Okay, Li Ting's parents will notify you immediately. The insurance side needs to wait for the police station to close the case before reporting the death certificate." The personnel manager reported clearly and hurriedly left after receiving approval.
When Gao Yusheng returned to the office, the sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, drying the towel mouse on the table furry. He walked to the window and closed his eyes gently, looking up at the cloudless sky. How much courage does it take to jump from a place as high as the eighteenth floor
"Mr. Gao, this is Zhai Chen's information, I have sorted it out." Secretary Zheng Jing walked in and handed him an A4 piece of paper.
Gao Yusheng turned around, closed his eyes again, and then took over to look at it, his brows gradually wrinkled: "His father is a criminal policeman, is he biological?"
"Uh, I have to ask his mother." Secretary Zheng replied, he is a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he said this very seriously.
"Ask his mother, right?" Gao Yusheng nodded thoughtfully, rolled the paper in his hand, and knocked on the secretary's head with a "snap", "I'm asking if your account book is biological or adopted!"
"I don't know the hukou, but I heard from the neighbors that it is my own," Secretary Zheng replied as quickly as he poured beans in a bamboo tube, holding his head, "My aunt knows the old lady opposite their house, and I went to find out on Saturday. His father Her name is Zhai Jianguo, her mother is a teacher, and her neighbors have not seen her in recent years. The deceased sister is called Zhai Xiyue, and the adopted brother is called Fang Chuyang. Zhai Chen has lived in the house since he was a child. That community should be his own."
"Impossible." Gao Yusheng flattened the A4 paper again and sat back in the chair for a long time without speaking.
Zheng Jing slipped to the door quietly: "Mr. Gao, it's nothing, I'll go out first?"
"Zheng Jing," Gao Yusheng rubbed the towel mouse at his fingertips, and stopped Zheng Jing, who had already stepped out, "What would you do if you were unsure about something that you really hope will come true?"
Secretary Zheng turned around and scratched his head. Suddenly, the light bulb on his head lit up. He ran to the front desk and took a gerbera from the flower basket and handed it to the boss: "Lost the petals!"
Gao Yusheng slowly raised his head, and Gu Jing looked at his secretary without a wave.
"It's all played like this in TV dramas, and I'm talking while saying: true, false, true, false, and the last one is the result." Secretary Zheng suggested sincerely.
"It makes sense." Gao Yusheng nodded.
Secretary Zheng smiled with relief, feeling that he was indeed the boss's confidant. Look, he looked like a 23-year-old in front of him, innocent and cute. Wearing his old father's smile, he retired, and as soon as he touched the door with one hand, he heard the boss's negative voice behind him: "Secretary Zheng, your bonus for this month has been cancelled."