At this point in the investigation, the truth is almost revealed.
The seemingly unrelated people in the whole incident are connected into a complete network of relationships through a phone number, and the only thing they have to do now is to follow these spider threads to find the coiled thread hole in the middle, Then find out the black hand behind the scenes who hides extremely deep.
But the biggest problem right now is that although all the clues point to the calling card, they clearly know that Yang Kai, the owner of the card, is not the culprit.
Everyone knows who the real master is, but it's like Ye Zheng kept asking them: what about the evidence
After all, they are not regular police handling cases, and it is impossible for them to break into people's homes and search for a phone card that may or may not be there. What's more difficult is that once this matter is exposed and the other party makes trouble, Ye Zheng can't stop thinking about it.
That night until he left the office, Ye Zheng didn't tell them about his next work arrangement.
His entire brain seemed to be divided into two halves, one half was thinking about countermeasures coldly and carefully, while the other half was trapped in soft feelings. He secretly rejoiced that he wasn't stupid enough to really break up with Jiang Kezhou. They were plotted secretly, and in the end they went back together after going round and round.
Ye Zheng finally knew why he couldn't win five million - not because he didn't buy a lottery ticket, but because all his luck was spent on it.
However, the more he adjusted Jiang Kezhou's position in his heart, the more difficult it was for him to suppress the guilt that arose secretly, and there was even a trace of uneasiness mixed in it. Han Xuyang was nothing but cannon fodder. Since Yan Jia and Song Jie were involved in this matter, it was because of him in the final analysis, but Jiang Kezhou was dragged to the gate of hell for no reason.
His good luck has come true, so what about Jiang Kezhou
Ye Zheng hoped so much, but he couldn't be sure whether he was Jiang Kezhou's predestined luck.
At 7:30 in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time, and Ye Zheng stretched out his hand to press it. He woke up as soon as he moved Jiang Kezhou, but his consciousness was not clear yet. He opened his eyelids and looked at him in a daze, then closed them and buried them in the pillow, howling angrily: "Ah... go to work..."
Ye Zheng didn't fall asleep all night, and only squinted for a while at dawn. He didn't stay up late for a long time, and when he came here suddenly, his delicate stomach protested first. He was about to get out of bed to find some medicine, one hand slipped into the pajamas from the hem, the warm palm pressed against the slightly cool skin surface, and gently massaged against his stomach in a clockwise direction. Jiang Kezhou took a closer look at his face: "Stomach pain? How much did you drink last night? Does your headache hurt?"
Ye Zheng is like a big cat with its limbs spread out, ready to be petted, with slightly curved eyes, reaching out to pinch his face: "Drink a little, not much, don't be angry."
Jiang Kezhou pulled his claws away with his free hand: "Just do it, the scar is healed and forget the pain... Why are you still holding me? Lie down honestly, I'll go get the medicine."
Ye Zheng watched him flash out of the bedroom, he probably fell in love with Jiang Kezhou so much that he felt that even his back showed a reassuring tenderness.
"Yan Zhixing has something to do today, I'll take you to work," Ye Zheng raised his head and drank half a cup of granules, and said while buttoning his shirt, "Leave early. Baby, come and help me tie a tie."
Aunt Xie took the cup away, Jiang Kezhou and his company are not strict about dress code, there is no need to wear a suit and tie every day like Ye Zheng. He changed his clothes and put on a tie for Ye Zheng. Remembering that he had been ill at Christmas, he added another sentence: "If you have time, go to the hospital for a system check. It's not a problem if it hurts so much."
Ye Zheng's mother died of stomach cancer, so he usually pays attention to this aspect, but he can't help himself in the world, and if he wants to pursue more, he will inevitably sacrifice himself.
"I just came back from the hospital a year ago, don't worry, I just got a bit cold last night," Ye Zheng put on his suit jacket, "Let's go."
Jiang Kezhou saw that he would not listen to him, so he had no choice but to hurry up.
Jiang Kezhou's company and Xihua Entertainment are located outside the Fifth Ring Road and the other is outside the Third Ring Road. Going back and forth during the morning rush hour is like life and death. The two were stuck under the overpass waiting for a red light, while Ye Zheng was talking on the phone with a wireless headset. Today there is a little smog outside, the visibility is mediocre, but the reflection on the window glass is very clear, Jiang Kezhou can just see Ye Zheng through his side. The man was carelessly holding the steering wheel, but his side face was extremely focused when he was listening to the phone. His handsome face is so handsome that his age is blurred, but his demeanor is a strange combination of steady and free and easy, which makes him look reassuringly mature, but not rigid and pedantic, and has many years of good life. Out of chic. Just looking at his appearance, he already has enough captivating capital, not to mention the bonus when treating each other tenderly. Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is not entirely due to a contract that he has been firmly tied to him for such a long time.
Probably bewildered by hue.
He was staring at the car window in a daze, Ye Zheng reached out and pulled his chin and turned his head around, with a smile in his eyes, he mouthed to him: "Look at me."
Jiang Kezhou stared straight at the taillights of the car in front of him, his ears turned red, pretending that he was watching the road seriously.
The traffic began to move slowly, Ye Zheng stepped on the accelerator while talking on the phone, and asked Jiang Kezhou: "Help me find a business card in the box, the surname should be Huo, Hengrui Real Estate Company."
There is a box between the seats, which is generally used to put some change or toll receipts. The car Ye Zheng drove probably hasn't had time to clean it up this week, and half a box of messy papers has been accumulated. Jiang Kezhou dug out the business card that Ye Zheng had thrown casually, and was about to sort out a bunch of receipts and put them back, when suddenly a piece of paper dropped on his lap caught his attention.
The name on that bill is Xijing Jiasuo.
Although all these years, Ye Zheng never allowed him to have any relationship with Xijingjia, but it was a painful pain after all, and it was not something that could be easily relieved by saying that he had forgotten it.
Jiang Kezhou was extremely sensitive to these words, and his heart flickered for a moment, his heart beating wildly. However, after so many years, he has somewhat improved, calmed down, and looked at this receipt pretending to be innocent, then arranged the other stunned receipts and put them back into the box together.
That receipt was a receipt for the VIP parking lot of Xijing Institute A. When Gu Chun left last night, he drove the car. After swiping the card to get the ticket, he even put the ticket in the box. Yan Zhixing and Ye Zheng didn't pay attention. Jiang Kezhou hadn't turned over the box once in eight hundred years, who knew it would be so small today, and he just happened to see it.
The printing time of the receipt was 9 o'clock last night, but Ye Zheng clearly told him that he was having a party at Lanting last night. Even if Jiang Kezhou didn't like Xijing Jia, he never asked Ye Zheng not to go. Ye Zheng went right away, why bother to make up a place in advance to lie to him
Is it because I am afraid that he is supercilious, or is there really something that I have to hide from him
Ye Zheng chatted for a while, hung up the phone, saw Jiang Kezhou looking straight out of the window, tilted his head and smiled and said, "Why don't you watch it? It's okay, no money, you can watch it as you like."
Jiang Kezhou was called back to his senses by him, and his beating heart calmed down a little bit, and he suddenly realized that he might have got into a dead end. It was because there were too many incidents a while ago, which made him tense up at the slightest sign of trouble. He rolled his eyes speechlessly: "I'm afraid it will spoil your old makeup, so save it and watch it when you go back tonight."
The car turned a corner and drove to the front of the company, the brakes stopped firmly. Jiang Kezhou picked up his bag on the back seat, and was about to open the door and get out of the car: "Then I'll go first... hmm?"
Ye Zheng held him back and stared at his lips meaningfully.
Jiang Kezhou laughed angrily: "At the entrance of the company! Can people see me as a fool?"
Ye Zheng: "The person closest to us still has ten seconds to walk to the car, you can figure it out...how about me?"
Jiang Kezhou gritted his back molars, pounced on him and smacked his mouth like lightning, and ran away: "Goodbye!"
Ye Zheng smiled at him through the car window, turned around and drove away.
Jiang Kezhou had nothing to do in the morning, so he enlightened himself and found a reasonable excuse for the bills of the Xijing Branch A that he saw in the morning. On the way, I received a call from Zhao En, saying that the child at home had a fever and asked for leave in the morning to go to the hospital to see a doctor. Jiang Kezhou had seen his daughter, a beautiful and well-behaved little girl, so he couldn't help asking a few more questions.
Zhao En's tone was still brisk. The child just had a cold when the season changed, so he could take some medicine to reduce the fever. He changed the subject, and suddenly said mysteriously: "Guess who I saw in the hospital?"
"who?"
"Xiao Han. Han Xuyang, do you remember?" The incident at the entrance of the company last time caused a lot of trouble. The whole building knew that there was a good intern in their company, and Zhao En knew the grievances between the two very well. He couldn't help gloating a little, "I don't know what happened, I heard that it was picked up from the street and sent to the hospital as a mental illness."
Jiang Kezhou: "What's the situation?"
"The boy didn't have any injuries on his body. He just kept calling for help, saying that there was a dog chasing him. If he didn't see that he looked like a dog in his clothes, he might have walked around him as a fool. Right now Hugging the nurse and howling. Wait for me to hear... yo, change the word, someone kidnapped him... "
Jiang Kezhou was like five thunderclaps, and there was a "boom" in his head.
He heard his voice was abnormally calm, and asked without trembling: "You just said, why did he call for help?"
"Ah?" Zhao En said, "It's all nonsense. Why do dogs chase after him to eat him, he was kidnapped, someone let the dog bite him... Listen to his nonsense, the biggest wound on his body is a cracked lip. Take a small sip, I think it was probably stimulated by something."
Jiang Kezhou didn't know how he hung up the phone. When he was stunned by the news and finally got up to work again, he realized that the phone screen had gone black.
If it's a coincidence... No, it's too coincidental. The night before Ye Zheng went to Xijing No. 1 Office without telling him, and the next day Han Xuyang was tortured until he lost his mind, and even mentioned details such as being chased and bitten by dogs.
No one except Ye Zheng would make things difficult for him in this way.
In other words, Ye Zheng has already found out the whereabouts of the kidnappers in the last kidnapping case, and even found out who was behind the scenes. He went out last night, and even the dinner a few days ago may be an excuse for this matter.
And Han Xuyang was one of the accomplices involved in the kidnapping on Christmas Eve.
Jiang Kezhou and Han Xuyang have always had a rift, and this time he was framed by someone behind his back. Apart from the initial shock, after thinking about it, there is indeed a reason and effect. But what concerned him more than this was whether Yan Jia who happened to appear that night and Mrs. Song who came to visit later had nothing to do with this matter as they seemed to do