Downstream, Summer (Reincarnation) (4)
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A wry smile appeared on the woman's pale face, "...... There are thousands of students in our school, and there is no impression. β
Zhao Qinghe didn't move, opened the car door and wanted to sit in.
"Zhao Qinghe!" Zhao Luyuan stopped him.
In this family, everyone likes to call him, Zhao Qinghe has long been used to ignoring it, getting in the car and starting the engine.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Luyuan was not too troublesome, ran over and leaned on the car window, with a hippie smile, but his eyes were provocative, "I have been in love for five years, and my first love was less than three months old, and I was put into bed by this young master without much effort, can you be a little enlightened now?" What is the difference between genuine and pirated. β
Zhao Qinghe looked at Zhao Luyuan coldly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the woman looked cramped and uneasy.
The person he had a crush on was her, and he was moved by her perseverance before agreeing to date. Who knew that in less than three months, she proposed to break up. It turned out that it was Zhao Luyuan who was making trouble.
She is so uneasy, is she afraid that if he tells the truth, she will not be able to climb the wealthy family?
It's just that she knows that a playboy like Zhao Luyuan can't be serious about her. The pure and noble sons of the Zhao family, marriage is not autonomous, unless they fall in love with the other half of the family, there will be a happy result.
"Zhao Luyuan, you are old-fashioned, don't pull me along." Zhao Qinghe didn't plan to fall into the ground, nor did he plan to be a good person, "It's too easy for you to treat such a good woman as a treasure." And is it time for you to enjoy a woman? Privately used the group's funds to speculate on foreign exchange leverage, how much have you lost so far? β
The classic car started the engine with all his might, sprayed black Zhao Luyuan's frightened face with the exhaust pipe, and drove away with determination.
A few days later, the Zhao family suddenly became the darling of the media, and scandals broke out one after another. First, Zhao Luyuan was found to have used public funds, and then Zhao Chengyun was suspected of murdering Deng Yun and was detained by the police for investigation. As for the married woman Zhao Hongju, the headlines of the entertainment section of the cheating star, it is nothing at all.
In a small high-rise apartment in the city, Zhao Qinghe heard what was going on outside the window, and he only made money for catching rapes, and seemed to be living a very leisurely life. But his surname is Zhao in the end, and the affairs of the Zhao family will definitely affect him. In the early hours of the morning, when I returned home from work, I found that there was an unexpected guest.
"The police still let you go." Without asking how the guests came in, he went to the kitchen to boil water and prepare to make tea for reception.
Turning around from the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhao Chengyun had a stubble on his face, no longer handsome, and his expression was blue, "You reported me?" β
A small one-room apartment, a large bed, a desk, four or five computers, full of books and folders, and the only clean and tidy place was the open kitchen. said that the house is also a house, but there is a sense of serious work.
"It's not a report, it's just to cooperate with the police investigation and hand over the information I have to them." Zhao Qinghe washed out two teacups and put them in the tea bag, "Deng Yun is my customer, she is sincere to you, and for the sake of divorce, she wants me to find out her husband's fault." β
"I'm sincere with her, too." Because of the scheming Sun Ruiyu, Zhao Chengyun never looked at this younger brother more, and he always maintained a high degree of vigilance.
"I can see it."
β...... I thought you were sure I was the murderer. Zhao Qinghe's response stunned Zhao Chengyun.
Zhao Qinghe glanced at him coldly, "Although you and I don't get along well, I won't casually say that you kill people." However, you are also unlucky enough to have no alibi and enough motive to kill, and the deceased has your DNA on her body, and there are only your fingerprints inside and outside her purse. Facts speak louder than words, the current evidence is not in your favor, and even if you can be released on bail at this time, the police will soon arrest you again. β
"But you trust me." Unexpectedly, this man did not become his murderer.
"Occasionally, I choose to trust my instincts rather than evidence." According to Zhao Qinghe's experience, it is a conclusive fact to judge that Shuangyun is in love. However, it is difficult to have an objective basis for such a thing as true love.
The kettle whined, Zhao Qinghe turned around, and suddenly saw a little red light on the tiles.
Sniper step?!
Zhao Qinghe reacted very quickly, and jumped onto the kitchen table as soon as he turned his head, but before he could shout careful, the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window shattered into slag.
Burst!
There is an extra small hole in the kitchen tile.
Zhao Chengyun stared at all this, and gradually looked cold, "It's you." You framed me--" Speaking of this, he picked up the lamp and called Zhao Qinghe.
Zhao Qinghe dodged the lamp, but he couldn't dodge Zhao Chengyun's fist, even if he knew kung fu, in such an inexplicable situation, he didn't want to use it indiscriminately, and shouted to stop while retreating. It's just that Zhao Chengyun's head is hot, how can he stop, although he has never practiced boxing and kicking, he is also a frequent visitor to the gym, and his physical fitness is very good. One and a half strength, one full strength, for a while, the two scuffled into a group, and they couldn't tell the winner.
The door of the apartment opened, and it was Sun Ruiyu who walked in, seeing the two fighting, he hurriedly came over to persuade him to stop, and even helped his son to pull Zhao Chengyun. In the chaos, Zhao Chengyun screamed and fell out of the floor-to-ceiling window. Fortunately, Zhao Qinghe's eyes were quick, and he grabbed his arm on the ground.
The height of the eighth floor was slim when it fell, but at this moment, Zhao Qinghe heard his mother's voice--
"Qinghe, let go. γζβε»β³ε°βθͺͺβ³ηΆ² Qu γ"
Zhao Qinghe's heart sank suddenly, raising his eyes, not in disbelief, but in endless sadness, looking at that beautiful and generous face, the truth that he had been tracking these days was finally confirmed, "It turned out to be really you." β
Sun Ruiyu actually smiled, "It's all for you." β
β...... Hahahaha...... Hahahaha......" Zhao Qinghe laughed for the first time so much that tears came out, "For me?" For me? All right! Is it possible that you are free without me? Could it be that I can be liberated without you? Without waiting for his mother to answer, he struggled to pull Zhao Chengyun up.
Sun Ruiyu has planned everything, and now that it is about to be completed, how can he stop here! gritted his teeth, and pushed Zhao Chengyun again. Who knows, Zhao Qinghe was faster than her, and he threw Zhao Chengyun to the other side in a different step, but he was pushed out of the window.
Zhao Qinghe was hysterical when he heard his mother's shouts, and saw that Zhao Chengyun's hand that was quickly stretched out could only catch air, he was in good shape, and it was not impossible to save himself if he fell, but he thoughtββγ
Let's end it.
Let's all over.
Since I was a child, I didn't have a comfortable day, and I didn't feel like I could catch my breath until I dropped out of school and hid at home. After hiding for so many years, sleeping during the day and going out at night, he actually developed a hobby to give full play to his strengths. However, when he got more and more moisturized, his mother got into the horns of the bull, bought murder, blame, traps, and became capable of doing anything.
If he dies, everyone can live happily again.
Boom!
I felt my body bounce up, and then I found myself lying on the Simmons mat!
Zhao Qinghe wanted to laugh.
Who's that good? Know that someone fell from the building and deliberately put Simmons mats in the sun?
He looked up into the security window, the hall was dimly lit, but he could clearly see that there was a long-haired girl in a black T-shirt and black pants and a backpack looking at him.
The girl's eyes were wide open, she was standing in front of a landscape painting, but suddenly walked in the direction of Zhao Qinghe, climbed out of the burglar-proof window neatly, jumped on the Simmons mat, didn't look at Zhao Qinghe again, grabbed the sundeck and turned it down, and disappeared.
Zhao Qinghe was so strange that he saw a couple of people walking into the hall, and at a glance, he knew that he had just come back from outside. The woman said that she forgot to put away the mattress, but she seemed to be in a very good mood and smiled like a flower.
Zhao Qinghe hurriedly learned from the girl just now, grabbed the sundeck and looked down.
Second floor.
He landed with ease, and there were no suspicious figures around.
Not only did he not die, but he also bumped into a thief who did not look like a thief.
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Half a year later, the scandal of the Zhao family, who fought for family property and was involved in the murder case, had calmed down, Sun Ruiyu was sentenced to 20 years in prison, Zhao Sheng took the whole family to move overseas, Zhao Qinghe of course did not leave, and stayed in Suzhou City to open his detective office.
On this day, Zhao Qinghe took over an urgent case and came to an old alley in Sioux City according to the address provided by the other party.
At the bottom of the alley, there is an old wooden building, which is squeezed into a newly built ancient building for cultural protection, which looks like a dangerous building.
Zhao Qinghe rang the doorbell for a long time before a beautiful girl came to open the door.
The girl was dressed in a famous brand, and she looked at Zhao Qinghe from the corner of her eye, and her eyes were bright at first, but when she saw the old sports car at the door, she lost interest in him, and asked impatiently, "Who are you looking for?" β
Zhao Qinghe was also not interested in this girl, although the other party's face belonged to the goddess level, "I'm looking for Mr. Xi." β
"There's no one with the surname Creek here." The girl is going to close the door.
Zhao Qinghe stepped on the threshold with his foot, "An expert in the restoration of ancient paintings? β
The girl immediately raised her eyebrows, "You stammer!" Is it okay to say the full name? β
"Xishan." Zhao Qinghe didn't think he would be in the wrong place.
The girl scoffed, turned and walked away.
Zhao Qinghe walked into the garden with her, and then walked into the ancient building, and found that the windows inside were closed, so it seemed that the lighting was poor, and the small space was even narrower, but there were a lot of landscape paintings hanging on the corridor, and the furniture also looked very antique.
The girl shouted upstairs, "Xia Su, someone is looking for you!" β
After saying that, the girl turned into a door, and when she came out again, she had a small Prada bag in her hand and walked out of the small building.
Zhao Qinghe waited downstairs for a long time, but he couldn't wait for anyone, so he simply went upstairs by himself.
Halfway through, I suddenly felt a yin wind-
He looked up, a female ghost with long hair and a white nightgown that reached to her ankles, and a pale complexion, oh no, girl, but with clear eyes that saw through the treasures of the world, looking down on herself.
His heart moved, and he smiled with white teeth, "Hey, meet again." β
"I don't know you." Probably woken up while dreaming, the girl said in a bad tone, "Please close the door when you go out." β
"Please take me to meet Mr. Keizan first. My name is Zhao Qinghe, and I'm here on behalf of the criminal investigation team. Mr. Keizan is an important witness, and until the end of the final trial, I will protect his safety, starting today. β
"I don't need police protection, I can protect myself." The girl turned to leave.
Zhao Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and laughed, "Mr. Xishan, the super god of ancient painting appreciation, the national treasure-level restoration saint, who would have thought that she would be a girl with a kleptomania?" β
So young? So weird? So fun?!
The girl turned back sharply and glared, "I went to repair the painting at the request of a guest!" β
Of course she recognized him!
"But you have to keep it a secret for your guests." Zhao Qinghe's reasoning was first-class, and when he thought about it, he knew that the hostess of that house didn't know that the ancient painting had been damaged, "In this way, I can not tell your secret, as long as I borrow it here for a while." I see a lot of rooms downstairs, you live upstairs, I promise not to be noisy. When you testify and the prisoner goes to jail, I will disappear automatically. How's it going, Miss Xia Su? β
Xia Su lowered his head and thought for a long time, then stretched out his hand, "Bring your ID card." β
Oh? Alertness is quite high! Zhao Qinghe took out his ID card.
After reading it, Xia Su returned it to Zhao Qinghe, "Yes, but I work at night and sleep during the day, please remember not to disturb my work and rest casually." β
Zhao Qinghe smiled, "It's such a coincidence, I'm also a night owl who works at night and sleeps during the day, it's a good fit." β
Xia Su walked into the corridor on the second floor, and Zhao Qinghe walked into the corridor on the first floor, neither of them expected that a stormy adventure was in ambush not far ahead, and she and him would be the protagonists chosen by fate again-
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The last update of "Slow Spring Breeze"!
Some relatives said that today is the real finale of the slow spring breeze. But maybe you didn't expect it to be like this, right?
Hee-hee! If your appetite is revived, don't scold Lingzi!
I like it! Leave yourself a space and imagine Xia Su and Zhao Qinghe, a pair of modern Suzhou and Hangzhou who travel at night, I always feel that there is still a story to write, and it will be very interesting. Besides, there are also the treasures of the Liu family-
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Don't say it, don't say it, no one knows what will happen in the future. Reading, a better reading experience.