Chapter 1127, things are not so simple!

"Lin Hewei, you rotten person, you have no fart when you give birth to a son##眼, you are despicable and shameless-" Sun Li scolded like a shrew. She only has such a younger brother, usually the baby is not good, this time copy reserved photos, originally Lin Hewei wanted his secretary to be in charge of this matter, but was vetoed by Sun Li, and found his more trusted brother. I didn't expect this to hurt him.

Syllable!

Qin Luo slapped him and scolded, "Shut up." What qualifications does a monk have to scold a bald man? The two of you are a nest of snakes and rats. None of them are good. ”

The corners of Sun Li's mouth were bleeding, and she raised her head to meet Qin Luo's eyes as if she was about to kill, and quickly avoided it, not daring to speak again after all.

Qin Luo let go of her, and Sun Li wanted to flee again, but was kicked away by Jesus who was blocking the door. The body slammed against the wall and screamed.

"You're also not gentlemanly." Red said.

"At least it's not cruel anymore, is it?"

"Hmph."

Qin Luo walked up to Lin Hewei, squatted down to look at his pale face without a trace of blood, and said, "Who is her brother?" Where to stay? ”

"Her brother's name is Sun Zhonghua. Lives in Room 1306, 15th Floor, Shenhai Building, Changwu District. Lin Hewei said without the slightest concealment. Qin Luo, let me go—I know I'm wrong. For the sake of Huanxi's face, for my father's sake. I don't dare to provoke you anymore, I'll stay away. ”

Qin Luo looked at him with disgust, and then kicked him in the chest.

This man, as long as he is a little bit more human, as long as he can fulfill his responsibilities as a father, he can ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

However, is he doing human resources? It's just a head animal.

Qin Luo gave Jesus a look, and Jesus understood, and immediately left with the bullet.

Soon, the truth will emerge.

Although the bones in her whole body seemed to be broken, Sun Li still got up from the ground with difficulty, crawled over and hugged Qin Luo's calves, and cried with snot and tears: "Mr. Qin-Mr. Qin, I beg you, I beg you to let my brother go." He's innocent, he doesn't know anything - I told him to keep those photos, it's my fault, it's all my fault. ”

"-Mr. Qin, if you want to punish me, punish me. You can beat me and scold me, even if you kill me—I deserve it, you can spare my brother." I'm willing to make you a cow and a horse—even if you want my body, I'll give it to you—"

Qin Luo kicked her out and said hatefully, "You think it's beautiful."

"Mr. Qin—Mr. Qin—"—

Room 1306, 15th Floor, Shenhai Building, Changwu District.

Jesus and the bullets easily evaded the community security and made their way to the thirteenth floor through a safe passageway.

There is no way, they are going to take people away when they are leaving, and there are cameras installed in the elevators, and they don't want to be photographed in the face.

"This is it." Bullet said. There are very few bullet words, and when he speaks, he looks like he is-like, as if he has a bitter hatred with the 'words'.

"Knock on the door." Jesus said.

The bullet reached out and rang the doorbell, waited and waited, but no one responded.

Press again, and still no one responds.

"Maybe there's no one at home." Bullet said.

Jesus listened and said, "No. ”

"What's wrong?"

"There's music in the house."

"Really?" The bullet put its ear to the door and listened, but heard nothing.

Jesus smiled and said, "I think this lock must not be difficult for you." ”

The bullet took out a Swiss Army knife from his bosom, picked at the keyhole with the tip of the knife, and only heard a 'click', and the lock cylinder bounced open.

The bullet reached out, and the iron door opened.

It's a 2 bedroom house, not very big, but the interior is nicely renovated. Maybe it's because of the lack of a hostess, the house is a little messy, and the sofa is littered with dirty clothes or magazines.

It was only after entering the house that the bullet heard the sound of music, which came from one of the rooms.

However, the door to the room was closed, so you couldn't see what was going on inside.

Jesus gestured, and then he and the bullet stood on either side of the room.

Jesus stretched out his hand and pushed the door with all his might, but he couldn't open it.

The bullets came out again, pushing the door open with a Swiss Army knife.

Click-

The door opened, and the situation in the room was clear.

A row of bookshelves with a lot of books and magazines. A desk and a black leather chair.

There was an Apple computer on the table, and the music came out of it.

A man sleeps on a table, looking very tired, and he doesn't wake up when a 'guest' enters the room.

The bullet was about to pierce with a saber in his hand, but Jesus stopped it.

"He's dead." Jesus said.

The bullet gave Jesus a surprised look, then reached out and grabbed the man's hair and pulled his head off the table.

His face was pale, his lips were black, and he had a foul smell of corpses, and he looked like he had been dead for a long time.

"It's really dead." Bullet said in shock. It wasn't the man's death that shocked him, but how did Jesus know as soon as he came in?

"Oh. God told me. Jesus said jokingly as if he knew what he was thinking.

Jesus took his phone out of his pocket and said, "Things are bad. He had to know the situation as soon as possible. ”

After making a few phone calls, Qin Luo walked into the foul-smelling iron cage again, kicked Lin Hewei, and said, "If you don't want to die, tell me everything you know." ”

Even though he hated Lin Hewei a lot, Qin Luo was still ready to talk to him. He wanted to get as much information as possible from his mouth, so that the impact of this matter could be minimized at a later stage.

"What do you want to know?"

Lin Hewei wanted to get up from the ground, but Qin Luo waved his hand and said, "No need to get up." You just lie down like that. ”

"Huanxi's mother." Qin Luo said.

Lin Hewei's expression froze, and he quickly squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay, okay." I must know everything, and I have to say everything. ”

"If you dare to say one more word of nonsense, I will stomp on your face."

"Huanxi's mother's name is Lin Zi, and we are college classmates in the Department of Economics of Huaxia University. When Lin Zi was in school, there were many pursuits, and I was one of them—"

"And the flowers are stuck in your cow dung?"

Lin Hewei smiled awkwardly and said, "We got married after graduation, and we had Huanxi the next year." ”

"Does that seem like you're doing well? Then why-"

Lin Hewei glanced at the red guard who was standing at the door and did not come in, and whispered, "She is sick. ”

"Sick?" Qin Luo was stunned for a moment. He really didn't know there was such a thing. However, he never talked to Lin Huanxi about her mother, and Lin Huanxi never mentioned it. Qin Luo could see that because her parents were leaving, she didn't just hate her father, and she didn't even have a good impression of that mother.

"Yes." Lin Hewei said.

"What disease?"

"That-"

"Say."

"—she's cold in bed—" Lin Hewei said with difficulty. "I found out later. Later, I met Sun Li, she was my secretary, and then we were together-

Cold shoulder?

After Qin Luo's expression froze for a moment, he slapped it and scolded, "I said that you are not allowed to talk nonsense." ”

"—" Lin Hewei wanted to cry. He is dozens of years old, and it doesn't matter if he is slapped by a junior. The question is, this question is what you ask, how can you say that other people are talking nonsense? Don't be so unreasonable, okay? Huaxia is a society governed by the rule of law.

"Where is she now?"

"I don't know."

"Never contacted?"

"Nope."

Qin Luo pondered for a while and said, "Only the three of you know about these photos? ”

"Yes." Lin Hewei said as if reassuring. "It's impossible for a lot of people to know about such a thing."

Qin Luo was about to ask again when the mobile phone in his hand rang.

After Qin Luo answered the phone, he said, "How is it?" ”

"One step too late. The man is dead. The voice of Jesus came.

"Dead?" Qin Luo's voice improved a lot.

"Yes. Dead for a long time, it looks like it's been more than two days. Jesus said. I saw those pictures from his computer. ”

"Did he post it?" Jesus asked.

"Yes. He has an upload record on his computer. ”

“——”

Qin Luo was silent.

The man died two days ago, and the photo is circulating today.

So, how do dead people upload photos?

"It's not that simple." Qin Luo said in a deep voice.

(ps: Last time, we asked everyone to guess who was behind the Gu in Wenren Muyue, and the answer will be revealed in the next year.) The prize for the first guess is a signed book. Well. Now let's play another little game. You can guess who is behind this time, and the first one to guess will still get an autographed book. ）