Chapter 47: Ghost Handprints in the Frame
The next morning, Bai Ming'an's guy suddenly changed his mind and asked me to go with Song Li first, and he would join us later.
Song Li wanted to mock, I guessed that Bai Ming'an might be going to the cemetery, he was like this everywhere he went, so he pulled Song Li: "Okay, let's go first." ”
When I arrived outside the hotel, I got into Song Li's red SUV, and he suddenly looked me up and down: "You just wear this?" ”
Since I lost my job, I have been decadent at home, and my clothes have always been comfortable, and later I went on the road with Bai Ming'an, and I was also a simple short-sleeved trouser or something, which was a little inappropriate to wear to a lawyer.
Song Li shook his head: "Let's go to the mall and buy you a dress that can see people first." ”
I picked out a silk shirt and suit pants, the shirt was unbuttoned twice, revealing my delicate collarbones, and my long hair was down, and the whole person looked very white-collar.
I turned around with satisfaction and asked, "How's it going?" Look good. ”
Song Li glanced at me, raised his eyebrows and said, "Button." ”
I looked down, nodded knowingly, and unbuttoned another button, suddenly looming with a hint of sexiness. This is a trick I learned when I was in sales, and it is very effective to use beautiful clothes to confuse male customers, but it is not usually used.
Song Li came over and knocked me on the head: "Silly girl, I asked you to tie it up." With me, it's not your turn to be seductive. ”
I clutched my head in a little pain and glared at him dissatisfied.
Soon came to a small bungalow, and the lawyer Yu Chuanyuan seemed to be doing very well. Rang the doorbell and a babysitter came to open the door.
Song Li smiled and said to find lawyer Yu. The nanny looked at his upside-down face, didn't even ask his name, and let people in.
The living room is decorated in medieval European style, chandeliers, candlesticks, snow-white carpets, retro decorative paintings on the walls, this Yu Chuanyuan is very good at enjoying life.
"I'm Yu Chuanyuan, who are the two of you?" A man with glasses walked out and smiled politely and warmly at us.
Song Li replied with an excuse that he had made up a long time ago, saying that he had a friend who was in trouble, and when Yu Chuanyuan asked carefully, he flickered, and finally said that he had died in a car crash.
Song Li asked: "I heard that lawyer Yu is very experienced in this kind of case, and my friend specially asked me to visit you. ”
Yu Chuanyuan smiled slightly, looking a little conceited, glanced at Song Li, and said, "I think, there is no so-called friend at all, the one who hit and run is Mr. Song." ”
Song Li was silent.
Yu Chuanyuan smiled: "Mr. Song, rest assured, I don't make moral judgments, my only goal as a lawyer is to win the lawsuit and solve the trouble for the client." ”
Song thought for a moment and said, "It would be best if you could be private, just like Chen Xuehao's case many years ago." Can Lawyer Yu do it? ”
When Yu Chuanyuan heard this name, the hand holding the coffee was obviously stunned, his eyes were a little colder, and he still had a smile on his face: "Mr. Song knows so much." ”
Song Li's peach eyes flashed slightly, and the corners of his mouth smiled: "I'm not short of money, so I have to find the best lawyer." Since Deng Zimao could escape back then, lawyer Yu must have something special. ”
"Huh. Mr. Song is such an interesting person. Yu Chuanyuan laughed, but his smile was very fake, obviously a polite response.
The two said a few more words, Song Ideal wanted to have an in-depth understanding of the case back then, but Yu Chuanyuan said haha. I couldn't sit still and quietly turned sideways to unbutton my shirt.
Song Li saw my movements, glanced at me coldly, and suddenly said, "Lawyer Yu has a lot of good paintings here, Ning Ning, don't you like to see them the most?" Lawyer Yu doesn't mind. ”
Yu Chuanyuan said: "Of course." Be my guest. ”
I tugged at the corners of my mouth, unwilling to be sent to admire the decorative paintings on the walls, and stopped in front of one of the views of a small European town, and couldn't help but look closely.
It's strange, the color of this frame is wrong, and the piece here seems to be very dark, and it looks like a handprint?
"What's wrong?" Song Li suddenly appeared and startled me, I rolled my eyes and asked him, "Why are you here?" What about him? ”
Song Li frowned slightly: "He is too cunning, he said that he was going to answer a phone call, I guess he won't come back." What are you looking at? ”
I pointed to the dark patch and said, "Do you think this looks like a handprint?" ”
Song Li took a closer look, raised his eyebrows, and actually went to dismantle the picture frame, which made me nervous and wanted to help him look at the wind: "You are crazy!" ”
"There's something wrong with this frame, I can't see it, I have to take it back to show my senior brother."
He moved very neatly, and with the knife he carried with him, he pried the part of the frame with dark marks and put it in his pocket, and then we pretended to admire it for a few minutes, and then took our leave.
When I drove back, Song Li took my words and knew that Bai Ming'an had gone to the cemetery. He checked that there was only one cemetery here, so he turned around and went forward.
To go to the cemetery, we have to go through a tunnel, and in the dark tunnel, there is a movement in the picture frame we stole from Yu Chuanyuan's house, which is simply a ghost.
This is how it happened, Song Li and I were talking, and suddenly a head poked out from under our feet, which scared Song Li to brake urgently, and I covered my mouth so that I didn't scream.
The ghost floated out, and when he saw our pale face, he was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I scared you, my name is Chen Xuehao, do you know the Deng family?" ”
Chen Xuehao? The Chen Xuehao who was hit and killed by Deng Zimao? Song Li and I glanced at each other, and we both saw surprise in each other's eyes.
I asked, "You've been hiding in that painting?" ”
Chen Xuehao shook his head: "No, I have been with my mother before, and I only recently caught up with him, I have some questions......" He gritted his teeth, "I want him to ask clearly." ”
I asked, "Ask Yu Chuanyuan?" He is just a lawyer, and the perpetrator is Deng Zimao. "I'm a little confused. Or is he resentful and wants to take revenge on everyone involved back then?
Chen Xuehao was a little excited: "Yes, Deng Zimao hit me!" But it was Yu Chuanyuan who embezzled the compensation! ”
I was stunned: "You mean, your mother didn't get the compensation that the Deng family and your mother had privately settled?" After so many years, why didn't she go to the Deng family? ”
Chen Xuehao's eyes were red: "Back then, the Deng family reconciled with my mother through Yu Chuanyuan, and he swallowed most of the last 3 million compensation, only giving my mother 200,000!" My family was poor, and my mother was anxious to bury me and didn't bother with him. But over the years, her health has become worse and worse, and she needs money for treatment and pension, otherwise I won't be at ease when I die! ”
Damn, Yu Chuanyuan looks like a human, and he is actually a black-hearted person! I was very angry when I thought of Chen's mother's living environment and her cough. Chen Xuehao is right, Chen's mother's physical condition is not very good.
Unconsciously, my reason was biased towards the mother and son of the Chen family, and I forgot the key issue, but Song Li remained calm, looked at Chen Xuehao coldly and asked: "In the end, you lost your life and your mother was hit, the root of all this is the Deng family, are you resentful, so you attacked the daughter-in-law of the Deng family?" ”
"No, I've only been to the Deng family once, but the ghost aura there is so cold that even I feel scared, I never hurt Lin Xiaoru, I didn't hurt anyone in the Deng family!" Chen Xuehao argued, his attitude seemed sincere.
Things seem to be getting more and more complicated, I feel like I have unraveled a link, thinking it is the truth, but I didn't expect that there are many rings behind it, which are interlocking, and the truth is hidden in the innermost.