"Yes, yes—I, I'm Cui!"

Xiao Cui, who was standing in the middle of the staff, didn't expect a goddess-like woman to speak to her, and after being stunned for a moment, she took a step forward, crossed her hands and ten fingers in front of her lower abdomen, and bent over to answer nervously.

The distinguished guest not only looks like a dignified goddess, but also has a soft magnetism that women are excited about, so that Xiaocui miraculously feels some kind of care in addition to the spring breeze, and the fear of this place in the past has dissipated in an instant.

It's as if she is Jesus, she is the Lord, she is the Virgin Mary, she is the Buddha, just need to stop here, as soon as the Chrysostom opens, the gods and horses, the devil and other floating clouds, all hurry up, leaving only the sun in the world.

"Come with me, I have something to ask you."

The distinguished guest smiled and nodded, and looked up at Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen immediately bent down, raised his right hand with a bandage, and led the way to her residence.

More than ten men in black suits who came with the distinguished guests went to rest in Tingfeng Courtyard under the greeting of Xiao Meng, the assistant to Chen, and Lily and other waiters immediately took their places and prepared a big meal to serve.

Xiao Cui hesitated, followed behind Mr. Chen, and walked forward.

Xiaocui didn't know what the distinguished guest was, but from Mr. Chen's sincere fear in front of her, as well as the more than ten bodyguards in black suits, she could also see that she was a person with a lot of background.

As for why the distinguished guest asked her alone, it was naturally because Xiaocui was a witness to the scene of Boss Qu's violent death.

Goddess-like guest, is the surname Hua?

After listening to Mr. Chen, who led the way, came to the door and respectfully invited Mr. Hua to come in, Xiaocui thought in her heart.

In the past, when she heard that someone's surname was Hua, her first reaction was that she felt that this surname was very vulgar, just like her Xiaocui's name.

But this Mr. Hua completely subverted Xiao Cui's understanding of the surname Hua, and he felt that only the surname Hua with flowers and branches was qualified to be worthy of the goddess.

"Mr. Chen, your injuries are better, right?"

After Mr. Chen, who had an injured arm, refused to allow Xiaocui to make a cup of tea for Mr. Hua in person, she asked softly with a smile.

Mr. Chen's arrogant face in the past immediately appeared with a look of gratitude, and he bowed down to thank him: "Thank you Mr. Hua for your care, it's much better." ”

"Alas, when you took the initiative to come here to preside over the work, I still couldn't bear it. Although your work style was a little erosive some time ago, which made many people dissatisfied with you, I myself am also very - but anyway, you are an old man in the company, as long as you correct your work attitude, I am still very optimistic about you. ”

"Thank you for your trust, I will never let you down, I will change my work attitude and be a new person!"

After hearing that Mr. Chen actually said the word "being a new person", Xiaocui was even more surprised in her heart, and looked at Mr. Hua with wide eyes.

"Okay, you go out first, I'll have a casual chat with Xiaocui."

Expressing his determination to Mr. Chen's pain, Mr. Hua didn't feel any surprise, and waved his hand with a faint smile.

Mr. Chen agreed in a low voice and quickly retreated.

After seeing with her own eyes that Mr. Chen respected Mr. Hua more than the maid who served the young lady, Xiaocui immediately became nervous, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking you a little bit about Lao Qu, sit."

Mr. Hua smiled and pointed to the sofa opposite.

Xiaocui didn't dare to refuse, sat down obediently, stared down at her toes, and didn't dare to take a breath.

"Xiaocui, you tell me about the events of that day carefully."

Mr. Hua groaned slightly, and said softly: "It's best to start from the day before, I heard Mr. Chen say that the day before Lao Qu died violently, someone booked a banquet in the villa. ”

"Okay, okay - just say it the day before Boss Qu died."

After Xiao Cui was encouraged by Mr. Hua, her nervousness relaxed slightly, and she thought for a moment before saying, "At noon that day, Boss Qu told us that there would be a table of guests coming over tomorrow, and the person who booked the table was a high school student——"

It took a full hour for Xiao Cui to book a table for Chen Xiao and them first, and the next day she came with Li Nannan, and Boss Qu suddenly called her to the residence and told her what to do, and explained it in detail before and after.

In the meantime, Mr. Hua just listened quietly, occasionally interjecting to ask, not much, but every time he would ask to the point, especially when Xiaocui mentioned that Mr. Li Nannan, I saw that her right foot seemed to be unnaturally raised.

"That's it."

After telling all the stories, Xiao Cui was no longer so nervous, dared to raise her head, and glanced at Mr. Hua quickly.

Mr. Hua didn't speak, holding his cheeks in his hand, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, his eyes staring at the door calmly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xiao Cui didn't dare to speak, and bowed her head again to be silent, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Before you beat Boss Qu, I once saw him with blood on his face, and muttered that he shouldn't be self-conscious, and the time has come. Hopefully, will it be too late? ”

Mr. Hua finally spoke, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was asking Xiaocui.

Xiao Cui nodded hurriedly: "Yes, these are the words that should be said." I—I heard it from the outside of the door, and I didn't hear it very clearly, and I might hear it wrong. ”

"Hehe, you heard it right, that's what he should have said."

Mr. Hua chuckled: "Xiaocui, if you recall it carefully, did you see anything when you went to Lao Qu's room when you went to Lao Qu's room and found him sitting at his desk and dying?" For example, when he holds a pen in his right hand, where does he write the words? What is it written? ”

Xiao Cui rolled her eyes and thought carefully for a long time before she suddenly thought of something: "Ah, by the way, when I walked over, Boss Qu was writing something, it was written on paper." It's just that I was too nervous at the time, and when I found out that he was dead, I was even more scared, so I turned around and ran away. ”

Mr. Hua immediately asked, "What about the paper?" ”

"No, I don't know."

Xiao Cui was dazed: "In my impression, there should be a piece of paper." When I turned around and ran, it was as if I had knocked down Boss Qu, and when he was crooked, the piece of paper also floated down - you didn't remind me today, I forgot, I should have seen that paper at that time. ”

At that time, Xiaocui was frightened, after the police made a record for her for so long, she didn't remember what Boss Qu seemed to have written on the paper, but now after being reminded by Mr. Hua, she thought of this.

But she only thought about it, and she didn't see what was written on the paper, and she didn't know where it went.

"You take me to Lao Qu's residence."

Mr. Hua stood up, she could see that Xiaocui was not lying in the slightest, and knew that it would be in vain to ask any more.

After Boss Qu died, except for the police who came to investigate the scene, no one dared to come to his residence before his death, so it remained the same, including the pen and ink placed on the table before his death, stationery, etc.

Boss Qu was just a thug, and he was not involved in murder, so when the police investigated the scene, there was no need to take anything away as evidence.

After many days, when Xiaocui came to Boss Qu's former residence again, she still felt a chill in her back.

Fortunately, Mr. Hua's entourage, after seeing them coming, two people immediately followed, and stood silently at the door, exuding awe-inspiring killing intent all over their bodies, dispersing the atmosphere that made Xiaocui feel depressed.

Mr. Hua did not hesitate at all, when he entered the house, turned on the light, and stood at the door to carefully examine everything in the room.

The rooms are divided into outer rooms and inner rooms.

Mr. Hua stood at the door of the inner room for a while, walked to the desk, thought about it and slowly sat down on the chair, spread a piece of stationery, picked up a pen, pressed his left elbow on the desk, and said to Xiaocui without looking back: "You treat me as Boss Qu, I am looking out and distracted, you come and test my snort - what you did that day, do it today." This includes every word spoken, as well as facial expressions. ”

Xiao Cui immediately understood that Mr. Hua asked her to restore the terrifying scene of that day, looked back at the two bodyguards at the door, nodded, walked out of the room, closed the door, and knocked gently: "Boss, it's me, Xiao Cui." ”

No one answered, Xiaocui knocked twice more, but no one answered.

She pushed the door a little harder, and it opened.

After seeing Mr. Hua's slender back, Xiaocui lost her mind for a moment, as if she saw the boss again.

"Boss, can I go in?"

Xiao Cui asked softly.

Mr. Hua still didn't speak, nor did he react, just kept looking out the window.

Looking out of the door again, Xiaocui walked quickly behind Mr. Hua and asked in a trembling voice, "Boss, what's wrong with you?" ”

The flower always does not move, just like an old monk settled.

Xiao Cui's right hand trembled, and slowly stretched out under Mr. Hua's nose, and after a while, she suddenly let out a terrible scream: "Ah! ”

Xiao Cui instantly fell into the incomparable panic of that day, and when she screamed and withdrew her hand, she touched Mr. Hua's right shoulder.

Mr. Hua actually seemed to have lost her vitality, and with her slight movement, her body was crooked, and she fell to the ground with a bang.

As she fell, her elbow swept off a piece of letter paper on her desk and floated to the feet of Xiao Cui, who turned around and ran.

Xiao Cui, who had completely 'relived the old dream', had no time to pay attention to these, and rushed out of the house with a crawl, screaming: "Come on, the boss is dead!" ”

Her miserable screams alarmed Mr. Chen, the others, and the employees of the villa, who ran out one after another, but stopped immediately after seeing the two bodyguards at the door, and quickly made a gesture not to move.

The big guy couldn't figure out what was going on, so he could only watch Xiao Cui scream in a daze, and run along the bluestone road in the middle of the lake to the kitchen.

It may be that Lao Qu's spirit in the sky, observing all this, actually let Xiao Cui fall into the middle again from the place where he fell into the water last time when he ran to the middle.

With a soaking of cold water, Xiao Cui woke up from her old dream, shivered violently, and stood up on her own.

Mr. Hua had already followed, looked at her feet that were not underwater, and only whispered after a while: "Come up-Wang Zhi, you go into the water and search for such a piece of paper." Be careful not to break it. ”

Mr. Hua's last sentence was said to a bodyguard behind him, holding a piece of letter paper in his raised right hand.

The bodyguard who called Wang Zhi immediately agreed, took the letter paper and looked at it, but he didn't take off his shoes, he went into the water gently, and with a move with his left hand, his companion immediately handed him a strong flashlight.

The flashlight is waterproof, and it is still bright under the water, and he searched forward little by little along the bluestone slab according to the instructions of Mr. Hua, very carefully, as if he was clearing mines.

After coming to the place where Xiaocui fell into the water, he suddenly bit the flashlight with his mouth, squatted down and moved very slowly with his hands, and lifted a handful of mud with aquatic plants from under the water.

On the mud, there is a piece of soaked stationery, which cannot be picked up by hand, and will rot if you touch it slightly.

Someone immediately shone a flashlight on it, and Mr. Hua bent down to look down.

She saw the barely visible black dragon head on the letterhead.