After 11 o'clock in the morning, the number of people handling business in the bank gradually increased.

A teller took the trouble to explain to an elderly man how to fill out the remittance form, and the old lady clutched a square-like object wrapped in layers of paper towels, still confused......

The young men in the line behind them were full of impatience, as if they were about to explode in the next moment.

A tall man in a suit and leather shoes walked out of the reception room next to him and squeezed through the crowd in the hall to the door.

Zhuang Xie, who came out of the bank, failed to solve the doubts in his heart, but felt that things had become more confusing.

He only made it clear to the bank that he suspected that there was an abnormality in the flow of funds in the bank's account, and the amount involved may involve millions.

The bank did not dare to slack off, and invited him to the reception room, but after some verification, the bank manager walked in with the teller who had just received Zhuang Xie with a strange face, indicating that there was no abnormality at all.

Zhuang Xie pointed to the astonishing figure of 2 million that suddenly appeared on the passbook, "There is no abnormality in the data of this transferred funds at all?" ”

"Yes, sir, there is nothing out of the ordinary."

"Can the transferred account be revealed to me?"

"Sorry sir, I didn't transfer to the account."

"I didn't transfer it to the account, and this money came out of thin air, isn't it abnormal?"

"Yes, sir, there is nothing out of the ordinary!!"

The bank manager had a faint hint of impatience to be ridiculed, but he still maintained the most basic politeness, and the teller on the side also looked like this kind of thing was normal.

It is as if a transfer transaction fell from the sky, with no transferee and only the receiver, as if the sun came out of the east.

Zhuang Xie gave the bank manager a deep look.

"Okay, I'm really bothering you, I should have made a mistake."

"It's okay, it's our duty to solve problems for customers!"

It's too weird, now that Zhuang Xie has ruled out the possibility of guessing that someone else's transfer was wrong, or the bank data was wrong, then the most unlikely possibility is the truth.

The game rewards of that weird chat group are indeed real, and even some distortion can affect the idealistic ability of other people's cognition in reality.

Walking out of the bank and looking up at the somewhat dazzling sun, Zhuang Xie reached out and pushed up the flat glasses that had slid down the bridge of his nose, identified the direction, and walked in the direction of the subway station on the right.

The subway station is close to the old pedestrian street, and the surrounding shops and facilities all seem a little old, Zhuang Xie thought about things, and accidentally bumped into a man who came out of the nearby lottery station and cursed, dressed in a second-rate outfit.

"You don't have eyes!"

The man was clearly used to it.

Zhuang Xie slowly raised his eyes to look at the visitor, took off his flat glasses, and his eyes were full of indifference to nothing.

"I'm sorry." Zhuang Xie said softly.

"You! Remember to have long eyes the next time you walk! ”

The second-rate son originally wanted to find fault, but looking at Zhuang Xie's indifferent eyes, for some reason he felt a little cold in his heart, and after a little hesitation, he put down the cruel words and left with a scolding.

Zhuang Xie looked down at the part of his clothes that had just come into contact with the man, and frowned and flicked it twice.

It's been a long time since he'd been squeezed through the subway in this kind of place.

As for why I don't drive now, it is naturally because I mortgaged my car early because of a shortage of funds.

Although he came to the bank, he still didn't solve the doubts in his heart, but there was a huge amount of money in his account, which just happened to solve his urgent needs, and confirmed that there was no risk of breaking the law, so Zhuang Xie simply ignored it for the time being.

I've been delayed for so long today, so I have to go to the studio to have a look.

......

Whether the leader of a startup company can give employees confidence and motivation is often the key to whether a startup can survive the most difficult period.

For example, Ma Dad, who became a father of many people after becoming famous, is a leader in this regard.

Obviously, Zhuang Xie's performance in this regard is also good.

But Zhuang Xie did not plan to announce it to the public for the time being until he dispelled the doubts in his heart about the life-saving funds.

Because although the colleagues in the studio know that the studio is short of funds, they still believe that Zhuang Xie can solve it, and the military spirit is quite stable.

After getting off work, Zhuang Xie invited all the colleagues in the studio to have dinner together to contact his feelings, during which he received a text message from Cheng Najing, he replied casually, and didn't care anymore.

It wasn't until he was full of wine and food that he was about to go home when he was passing through the downtown when he suddenly received a phone call.

"Hey! Is it Mr. Chong Sub? ”

"Yes."

"That's right, we are here at the Lianyundong Police Station in Pulang District, do you know Miss Cheng Najing?"

"Acquaintance."

"That's the case, Miss Cheng Najing at around 19:40, there was a traffic accident in our Lianyundong jurisdiction, the driver who caused the accident escaped, Miss Cheng Najing died on the way to the hospital, when we called up the surveillance video, we found some of the abnormalities, in Miss Cheng Najing's relics, we found that the last person she communicated with was Mr. Zhuang Xie, so I hope you ......."

Airplanes!

Zhuang Xie's mouth opened slightly, a layer of goosebumps crawled all over his body in an instant, the noisy shouting around him, the fireworks of people coming and going, in an instant, seemed to be completely separated from him by an invisible membrane, he felt that his thoughts seemed to be pulled out very quickly, and everything around him became a little unreal.

"Hey! Feed! Mr. Zhuang Xie, are you listening? ”

There was a urging sound in his ears that seemed to come from far and near, pulling him back to reality.

"Well, I'm listening, I'm sorry, can you say the rest again, I'm a little noisy here."

Zhuang Xie's voice still seemed steady and powerful.

"I mean, I hope Mr. Zhuang Xie will come to my bureau to record a confession, of course, it is not a mandatory requirement, but just a ....."

"Okay! I'll go! Zhuang Xie interrupted the other side.

"Oh . . . Oh.... Good! Thank you for your cooperation! ”

hung up the phone, Zhuang Xie looked at the phone, opened the chat history between Fang Cai and Cheng Najing, and stared at the three words "no time" with his thumb in his reply, staring for a long time.

When he took a taxi to the Lianyundong Police Station, the first thing he saw was Cheng Najing's parents.

Cheng's mother fell softly beside Cheng's father with a sad face, sitting like a corpse that had lost her soul, but her tears kept flowing down.

Father Cheng's originally exquisite hairstyle looked messy at this time, he looked up at Zhuang Xie with red eyes, and nodded, "Xiao Xie is here." ”

Zhuang Xie and Cheng Najing are childhood sweethearts, and the two families also have a close relationship, when Zhuang Xie was a child, the two even treated this sensible child as their own half of their son, and they were naturally very familiar.

The two-eyed Mu Mu looked at Cheng Mu in front of him as if he had been awakened to his soul, and slowly raised his eyes to look at the visitor.

There was dead silence in his eyes.

Zhuang Xie paused, his body took a step faster than his thinking, stepped forward, and gently hugged the mother, who seemed to be half dead.

"Woo woo woo...... Cheng Mu was held in Zhuang Xie's arms, as if the emotional switch had been turned on, and she whispered as if she was wailing, "Xiao Xie, Xiao Xiao!" Na Jing ...... Na Jing ......"

Zhuang Xie gently patted Cheng's mother's back, "I know, I know ......."

"Woo woo woo....... Ahh!!hhhhh ”

Cheng's father, who had been holding back his grief and red eyes, finally couldn't help but squat down, covering his face with both hands desperately and rubbing it up and down, letting out a desperate cry like a dying animal......

After the Cheng family's parents were a little more emotionally stable, Zhuang Xie slowly walked into the interrogation room.

"Don't be nervous, just go through the process."

"Name?"

"Zhuang Xie."

"Age?"

"25 years old."

......

"What does it have to do with the dead?"

"I ......" Zhuang Xie, who answered all questions smoothly from entering the door, was stuck for the first time, "I'm her brother." ”

"Huh? Mr. Zhuang Xie, your surname is Zhuang, and the deceased's surname is Cheng. You ......"

The partner next to the young policeman who recorded the confession secretly poked him with his elbow, and the young policeman turned around and saw the other party exaggerated with his mouth, "Are you interrogating prisoners, you!" ”

In the end, he pouted and motioned to the young policeman to look at Zhuang Xie's scary eyes after taking off the flat glasses.

"I'm sorry..."

"Childhood sweetheart."

"What? Oh, got it. ”

The young policeman writes the word "friend" in the relationship column.

......

As I said at the beginning, inviting Zhuang Xie to come is more of a process, and after asking about the last meeting time, the final communication content, and confirming that there is no abnormality, Zhuang Xie walked out of the police station.

Cheng's father was afraid that Cheng's mother would be hurt and grieved, so he took his wife home ahead of schedule.

......

On his way home, Zhuang Xie walked in when he passed by a convenience store.

He doesn't smoke on weekdays, but when he drinks, the feeling of being slightly drunk allows his rock-solid emotions to be released a little.

It's just that it seems like a bit too much to buy today.

When he got home, Zhuang Xie turned on the light and looked up at the neat and clean room, which Cheng Najing helped him clean up this morning.

Putting down the beer, Zhuang Xie walked into the kitchen, looked at the unwashed lunch box in the sink, stared for a long time, and suddenly spoke.

"Why haven't you washed the dishes yet?"

It's like saying it to yourself, and it's like saying it to someone.

Roll up your sleeves, wash the lunch box three times and divide it by two, and put it upside down to dry.

Zhuang Xie wiped his hands and took a can of beer, opened the pull ring with a "click", and raised his head to take a sip.

Looking back at the plastic lunch boxes hanging next to the sink.

He muttered repeatedly, "I haven't washed the dishes yet." ”