Chapter 115: Adjustment of Contracts
"Ye Qingsoul kill me!"
Seeing these five big characters, everyone present was stunned at the same time.
Fang Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, he looked at Ye Qingsoul with disbelief on his face, and subconsciously took half a step back, "Mr. Ye, this ......"
Ye Qingsoul frowned, glared at him angrily, and said, "Do you think this note was written by Chen Haidong?"
Fang Zheng was slightly stunned, and then realized that something was wrong.
Let's not talk about whether Chen Haidong had the opportunity to write such a note before he was killed, if the person was really killed by Ye Qingsoul, how could he find out the note in front of so many people?
"It's so rampant! If Mr. Ye hadn't happened to come to the scene to investigate, maybe he would have been framed!" Fang Zheng slapped the table and said angrily.
Ye Qingsoul nodded, thoughtful.
It seems that the enemy is not only targeting the Lin group, but also himself.
It seems...... A familiar enemy?
In an instant, the faces of Chen Ang, Eldest Sun Wuji, Lei Ge and others appeared in Ye Qingsoul's mind.
These people should all want to get rid of him as soon as possible.
"Director, the surveillance video has been transferred!" At this moment, a policeman hurriedly ran in.
Ye Qingsoul hurriedly stepped forward and watched the surveillance video together.
This is the monitoring route at the entrance of the community, and from five o'clock in the afternoon last night, all people who enter and leave this community will appear on the video.
The people present were all professional policemen, and even Ye Qingsoul's ability in this regard was quite high. Therefore, the video is watched very quickly, which is equivalent to constantly fast-forwarding, and soon, two figures appear on the screen.
"Stop!" Ye Qingsoul and Fang Zheng said in unison.
The surveillance screen was suddenly frozen, and Chen Haidong was seen holding a woman with a hot figure and walking towards the community.
The woman was wearing a blood-colored dress, as if she was drunk, and lay down on Chen Haidong's body softly, although Chen Haidong carefully supported her, but her eyes kept glancing at her chest.
"The two of them came back by taxi and could see the license plate number of the taxi, and if we could contact the driver, we should know where they had gone. Fang Zheng stared intently at the screen and analyzed.
"Hmm. Ye Qingsoul nodded and motioned for the video to continue playing.
Then, the surveillance video moved to the hallway, where the image was clearer, perhaps because of the cramped space.
I saw that as soon as Chen Haidong helped the woman into the corridor, he couldn't wait to pull her into a corner and put his hands up and down at her.
This made the eyes of several young people show envy, after all, the woman's figure is so hot that it is rare to see.
"This is the death of a peony flower, and it is also romantic to be a ghost!"
Fang Zheng glared at the little policeman who opened his mouth viciously, and said coldly: "If you want to die, I can also let you have a good time, do you want to try?"
The little policeman suddenly shook his head again and again.
The video continued, Chen Haidong almost buried his head in the woman's chest, and in just a dozen seconds, the woman's face was flushed and she looked out of breath.
She lowered her head and seemed to say something in Chen Haidong's ear, and the next moment, Chen Haidong's whole person seemed to be excited all of a sudden, and he picked her up and walked upstairs directly.
hugged him to the sixth floor in one breath, and with Chen Haidong's lack of exercise, his eyes were already full of stars, and his legs were weak.
If it weren't for the ** support, maybe he would have been deflated halfway.
In front of the beauty, Chen Haidong didn't show his tiredness, and he didn't have the heart to rest, so he couldn't wait to open the door and hugged the woman in.
The picture ended here, and after a while, a pool of blood suddenly oozed out under the closed door......
After watching the video, everyone more or less understood some of the causes and consequences of this incident.
It seems that the murderer is most likely the woman.
But for some reason, there always seems to be something strange that is overlooked.
Ye Qingsoul faintly felt that something was wrong.
The next second, his eyes widened and a question came to mind.
"Judging from the surveillance video, the woman has not come out since she entered the door of Chen Haidong's house! Could it be that she has not left yet?"
Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then immediately slapped his thigh and shouted: "Search for me! Don't miss every room!"
There was immediately a little more nervous expression on everyone's faces, and they dispersed with a hula.
In fact, Chen Haidong's home is only three rooms, and in addition, the living room and kitchen are empty, and there is no place to hide.
Ye Qingsoul also walked into each room one by one and carefully inspected it.
Soon, all three rooms were searched by carpet, but no one was found.
"It's strange, the windows in all the rooms are also closed, could it be that the woman's day has evaporated?" Fang Zheng muttered with a confused expression after listening to the report.
Under normal circumstances, even if you jump out of the window and escape, the window should not be closed, after all, people standing outside can't close the window.
Ye Qingsoul nodded, his eyes swept around the room, revealing a thoughtful look.
"Director Fang, how many of you are here?" Suddenly, Ye Qingsoul asked.
"Altogether...... Including me, it should be twelve. Fang Zheng thought about it and immediately replied.
"Oh no!" Hearing this number, Ye Qingsoul's face suddenly sank.
"What's wrong?" Fang Zheng's face showed a look of confusion, not understanding why Ye Qingsoul suddenly said this.
Ye Qingsoul said with a dark face: "Look at how many people are in the room now?"
"I'll count......" Fang Zheng looked around the room and counted them one by one.
His face gradually became ugly.
Without counting Ye Qing's soul, he counted several times in a row, and with him, there were still only eleven people.
"What's going on, where's the young one!" Fang Zheng asked loudly.
"Report to the director! Zhang Fan is gone, just now...... I heard what seemed to be a phone call from him, and then I went outside to answer the phone......" said a young policeman timidly.
Fang Zheng scolded: "Dereliction of duty, a phone call has been answered for so long, why haven't you come back?"
He took a few steps to the door, and there was no sign of someone, let alone a phone call. Now, he was even angrier.
"Director Fang, don't be in a hurry to scold first, maybe it wasn't Zhang Fan who walked out just now. Ye Qingsoul said lightly.
"What?" Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, not realizing what Ye Qingsoul meant.
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
"Ho ho ...... Ho...... Bang!"
It seemed that something heavy had fallen to the ground, and everyone followed the reputation, only to see that the room facing the living room, the door of the wardrobe suddenly opened, and a male corpse with a red fruit and a knife in the throat rolled down with a pop!