It wasn't until I got into the car that I suppressed the soreness and emotion that surged into my throat. Looking sideways at Luo Xiangdong, his expression was no worse than before. I guess the fire has dissipated a bit.
I said out loud: "No matter what, this incident has hurt the harmony between the Luo family and the Rong family. No wonder uncle is angry. Elderly people are like this, so you should be more considerate."
Luo Xiangdong said: "I should tell my father what you said. I find that he becomes more and more confused as he gets older. He can't tell the difference between good and bad."
I said, "Maybe I can't tell the difference, it's just that I instinctively don't want to accept me."
I can be quite silly sometimes, but I can still see things clearly about the world.
Luo Zhenye is not necessarily stupid enough to believe whatever Rong Xin says, it’s just between Rong Xin and me. Or between the Rong family and me. He chose to maintain the face of his family friends. As for me, who has been liked by Kuang Yiyang for four or five years, I am afraid that the old man will be upset when he sees me, even if the problem is not my fault. He doesn't think I did anything right.
Luo Xiangdong naturally sees things more clearly than I can.
He started the car and left in front of the Jinli Hotel. After a while, he said: "Zijin. Don't be angry with my dad. Just take it for my sake."
I quickly said: "I am that kind of person, just because he is your father, so no matter what he says about me, I will treat it as my father scolding me. It goes in one ear and goes out the other."
Luo Xiangdong turned his head to look at me, with a warm curve on his lips. He didn't say anything, but I knew the feeling.
On the way home, Luo Xiangdong received a call from Wei Zheng.
I only vaguely heard Wei Zheng say that he had been found, and then Luo Xiangdong said: "Then let's go there now."
He hung up the phone and I asked him, "What's wrong?"
Luo Xiangdong said: "Zheng said that he found a nightclub waiter. He knew what happened to you that day."
When I heard this, my eyes inevitably widened.
Driving to a private club in the city, when we opened the private room door, Wei Zheng, Zheng Zeyu and Qin Yichuan were sitting on the sofa opposite, and a figure stood in the dark corner. It looked like a man. He had Facing me, I couldn't see his face.
"Xiangdong, Zijin."
Zheng Zeyu greeted us and asked us to come and sit down.
I sat on the sofa and couldn't help but look up at the man standing not far away. The light in the private room was dim, and the man had his head lowered, but I still saw deep and shallow bruises scattered on his face. It didn't look like new injuries, because many of them had turned purple, and it looked like they were two days old.
Luo Xiangdong glanced at the man, and then said, "What does he know?"
Zheng Zeyu said: "He is the waiter in that nightclub, responsible for delivering drinks to the guests on the first floor. He just admitted that someone stuffed him with 20,000 yuan and asked him to inject medicine into unopened drinks. I asked Rong Xin She showed him the photos of the gang of friends around her, and he recognized that one of them was the person around Rong Xin, so it was the stinky girl Rong Xin who was responsible. "
Wei Zheng said: "Bring this person to your parents and the Rong family. I'll see if Rong Xin has anything else to say."
The man standing in front of us said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that the person who drugged me was Miss Liang, otherwise I wouldn't do it no matter how much money I was given."
Zheng Zeyu picked up the tissue box on the table and hit the man's chest hard. He frowned and cursed: "Damage or not? You even dare to take this kind of money. You are really not afraid of taking your life and spending it!"
The man was so frightened that he bowed deeply to us repeatedly and almost fell to his knees.
Luo Xiangdong glanced at the man's face coldly, and then said to Wei Zheng and the others, "Where did you find him?"
Wei Zheng said: "It's strange to say that I just came downstairs today and saw a letter on the car window. The letter wrote this guy's current address and identity as a nightclub waiter. Otherwise, he would have resigned. The manager didn’t mention it to us when we went to the nightclub to look for it.”
Zheng Zeyu said: "The more surprising thing is yet to come. My assistant gave me an email. The content is exactly the same as the letter Zheng received. Yichuan also received it."
Luo Xiangdong raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this someone helping us intentionally? Didn't that person leave any personal information?"
Qin Yichuan said: "We just didn't leave anything behind. At first, we suspected that it was someone else in the nightclub. They probably saw it and wanted to report it but didn't dare to say it openly. But the person who wrote the letter didn't even leave any request, so we couldn't investigate. ”
Zheng Zeyu said anxiously: "Don't think about catching good people now, hurry up and get this bastard in front of your parents and Rong family, and let him expose Rong Xin face to face. I have been holding this bad breath in my heart for several days."
Luo Xiangdong said: "No need, we met with Rong's family today, and Rong Xin admitted it in front of my parents and her father."
Zheng Zeyu looked shocked, and Wei Zheng was also surprised and asked: "What's going on? Did you find any evidence over there?"
Luo Xiangdong said: "This is really strange. Rong Xin started talking about it as soon as she came today, without making me bother. I was also wondering why she suddenly changed her gender."
Wei Zheng said: "We have just found this person. Did Rong Xin hear something in advance?"
Zheng Zeyu said: "That's impossible. The dead girl is very stubborn and won't shed tears until she sees the coffin. Besides, how does she know that we have found a witness?"
Several people sitting on the sofa were full of doubts, but I knew it very well. It wasn't that Rong Xin knew that Wei Zheng and the others had found a witness, but that she had been kidnapped and filmed so that she had to admit it.
Kidnapping, threats, intimidation... if it wasn't done by a few men around me, who would it be
As I was thinking about it, a person's face suddenly popped into my mind.
He told me: Zijin, don’t worry, I will help you investigate clearly even if I resign.
People who dare to do such illegal and life-threatening things and are unwilling to show up... Apart from Zhang Danqing, I can't think of anyone else for the time being.
Once such thoughts appear, they never go away.
I was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on my back. Just when Zheng Zeyu turned to look at me and said, "Zijin, the person who drugged him has been caught. How do you want to deal with it? Should he be sent to the police station or privately?"
Upon hearing the words "send me to the police station", the man in front of the coffee table changed his face and said repeatedly: "Ms. Liang, I'm sorry, I beg you, I'm already like this, please don't send me to the police station, I know wrong… "
If it weren't for the fact that Luo Xiangdong and the others were sitting next to me, that man would definitely have come over and hugged my thigh.
I looked at the injuries on his face and quickly thought that these old injuries were not caused by Zheng Zeyu and the others, but must have been caused by the person who helped me behind the scenes.
If I told him to send him to the police, he would definitely tell the story of those who forced him behind the scenes. I was silent for three seconds, my mind was spinning extremely fast, so I made a decision in a short time.
I said: "Forget it, places like nightclubs are mixed, and many people will use other people's money to help others in order to make extra money. Now that Rong Xin has admitted it, this matter is over."
Zheng Zeyu glared at the standing man fiercely and said with disgust: "For the sake of money, their conscience is eaten by dogs. I don't know how many people have been indirectly harmed by them. Such people are the scum of society outside." !”
The man didn't dare to look at Zheng Zeyu. Seeing that I was soft-spoken, he kept begging me.
I also thought that the matter would end here, so I said in a "magnanimous" tone: "Every line of work has its own way to make money, but you can't do it here. Since you have resigned now, just treat it as a gift to him." A little lesson, don’t do such unscrupulous things for money in the future, otherwise if you don’t protect me, someone will beat you to death, and you won’t be able to cry.”
The man nodded repeatedly: "I know, I will never do such a thing again. I have said everything I know. Miss Liang, please don't let me go to jail. I still have a family to support."
I glanced sideways at Luo Xiangdong and Zheng Zeyu, and said loudly: "Let him go. I felt so worried after seeing this."
I have said so, and Zheng Zeyu and the others naturally have no objection. Luo Xiangdong leaned on the sofa, looked up at the man opposite, and said word by word: "I remember you. As long as you are still in Night City, it will only take a minute for me to find you again. Get out of here." "
As the man thanked Mr. Luo, he turned around and ran out. He didn't dare to lift his waist from the beginning to the end.
Seeing the man's figure disappear from sight, my heart finally dropped. God knows how afraid I was of Luo Xiangdong. They grabbed him and asked if anyone else had been looking for him.
At this point, the matter has been settled and I have been vindicated. Zheng Zeyu invited everyone to have a drink and play to change their mood.
Luo Xiangdong didn't mention the big fight he had just had with Luo Zhenye, and naturally I didn't mention the content of his conversation with Rong Xin in the bathroom. But as time passed by, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, I couldn't help but feel anxious.
After finding a free moment, I said I was going to the bathroom, then I took my cell phone out of the private room, found a deserted corridor corner, and quickly broadcast Zhang Danqing's phone number.
The connecting sounds came one after another, and Zhang Danqing didn't answer it for a long time. I was so anxious that I couldn't tell whether I was afraid that he would answer or that he wouldn't answer.
Finally, I don’t know how long it took, Zhang Danqing’s voice came from the phone, and he whispered: “Hey, Zijin.”
I held the phone, my heart in my throat, and I quickly said: "Brother Danqing."
Zhang Danqing said: "Well, what's the matter?"
Listening to Zhang Danqing's usual deep and steady voice, I wasn't sure whether I should ask directly and concisely.
It was Zhang Danqing who said first: "How have you been these past two days? Are you feeling better?"
I could only follow him and say: "Much better."
Zhang Danqing said: "It sounds like my voice is still a little hoarse. I need to rest more after being discharged from the hospital. Don't be in a hurry to go to work."
I kept agreeing, but when it came time for me to speak, I hesitated again and again and said, "Brother Danqing, let me ask you something. Have you... seen anyone else in the past two days?"