Jiang Futing felt the people around him move, and then the cuffs were ripped off, and he looked away.

The caller displayed on the screen of the other party's mobile phone is: Zhou Yue.

Jiang Futing frowned, didn't Zhou Yue just go out of his way and let people be sent to the hospital in the morning?

Bai Tang opened his mouth to lip-sync to him, but did not say anything: I'll pick him up outside.

Jiang Futing nodded solemnly.

After Bai Tang left, Lin Ziqing glanced at the direction he went out, he hadn't seen Bai Tang many times, although it seemed that he had a good relationship with Jiang Futing, but this kind of subconscious defense was deep in his bones.

He spoke slowly: "Is it because of him that you checked things?" ”

"Forget it." Jiang Futing said: "It's also for myself." ”

The path Bai Tang is taking now is also the path he must take, regardless of each other.

Lin Ziqing suddenly looked at the person in front of him very seriously, every time he saw it, he would have a little indescribable change, until now, he couldn't even see what the person opposite was thinking, what he was going to do.

Obviously, he was still two years younger than him, and the people he met before were still very young, but suddenly he couldn't figure it out.

"Are you learning from him? Does he work as a private investigator or what does he do? Lin Ziqing asked tentatively.

Jiang Futing replied perfunctorily: "No." ”

After saying that, I thought about it, and it felt quite similar, private detectives checked people, they checked ghosts, and then added: "It's more similar." ”

Lin Ziqing nodded slowly, his eyes flashing: "Are you investigating Zhou Yue's case?" ”

Jiang Futing glanced at him more, Lin Ziqing was indeed very smart, obviously there was not much intersection this time, he could still guess what he was thinking now, he nodded noncommittally.

Lin Ziqing smiled, with an expected look on his face: "Sure enough." ”

He continued to ask while adding a drink to his cup: "You are looking for Wang Sili this time, in addition to my affairs, there should be something else to ask her, right?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing responded, there was already a waiter serving food on the side, and the four of them still ordered a lot of things, he helped move the plate that was empty on his chest, and by the way, he leaned back the plate in Bai Tang's position.

After the waiter who waited for the first wave of dishes left, his eyes vaguely looked at Wang Sili, who was still drawing, and the patterns on the book were now very expressive.

He spoke slowly, and his voice was low, but he could ensure that everyone present could hear it: "I'll ask about Wang Xiu." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Sili's hand holding the paintbrush pause, and then continued to paint as if he didn't care.

Lin Ziqing obviously noticed her strange appearance, and asked her softly, "Is the painting finished?"

Wang Sili shook his head, and the pencil suddenly leaned over and quickly painted, and began to shadow a large area.

Jiang Futing observed her delicate and skillful movements.

I didn't hear her say a word the whole time, and more than ten minutes had passed, if it was just because she was scared at first

, strange, what about now?

This is true even for those who are close to her.

"What did something bad happen to her?" Jiang Futing looked at her and put the book away.

"I guess I quarreled with my family again, and that's it when you came to me last night." Lin Ziqing looked indifferently and panicked.

Jiang Futing clasped words with him: "Last night? ”

Wang Sili last night should be with Zhang Tong and Lu Fei.

Lin Ziqing nodded calmly at his scrutinizing eyes.

Jiang Futing was not interested in continuing to study these things with him, so he shifted his target and suddenly called, "Wang Sili."

Wang Sili slowly raised his head when he heard the shout, and then was obviously stunned by his eyes that were as sharp as ever.

Jiang Futing didn't give her a chance to react, and asked directly, "Who are you Wang Xiu?" ”

Wang Sili's empty eyes panicked, she grabbed the pencil in her hand and squeezed it vigorously, rubbing it back and forth.

Jiang Futing noticed the subtle abnormality of the other party, and knew that the direction in his heart was not wrong.

"Your relatives?" He continued to ask.

Wang Sili was suddenly said to be an ulterior thing, her shoulders stiffened suddenly, she tried to stabilize her inner peace, and pretended to be as if nothing had happened and didn't know anything.

Jiang Futing's eyes swept over her with a faint look, and there was no continuous questioning, until Wang Sili finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it uncle?" Jiang Futing asked unexpectedly.

Wang Sili obviously didn't react, subconsciously raised his head to understand what he was saying, and didn't react to what he was saying until two or three seconds later, and while stunned, his body instinctively breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Futing's eyes darkened: "It's your father, right?" ”

Changing the previous question, he said very firmly.

He said this on purpose, but according to Wang Sili's reaction earlier, this is the most likely answer.

Sure enough, Wang Sili's pupils shrank suddenly, and the pen in his hand fell on the table with a click, and then he hurriedly lowered his head.

How did he know!

I obviously didn't say anything! How did he guess! Student profile?

Then he can't see it!

When Wang Sili raised his head again, Jiang Futing's deep gaze was still exploring her.

Her heart was shocked! He did it on purpose! He's lying to his reaction!

But apparently the other party succeeded, relaxed his vigilance, and suddenly attacked while he was not paying attention.

Jiang Futing looked at her still in a trance, and continued to ask, "I'm right, right?" ”

Wang Sili was finally completely defeated under his offensive, sniffed, and said lightly: "Yes, he is my father." ”

It was already an expected answer, and Jiang Futing's guesses were confirmed one by one.

In this way, it can be understood whether it was because it was Wang Sili who killed him, so Wang Xiucai helped clean up the scene and deliberately moved the body to Zhou Yue's factory.

One is to divert attention and destroy the evidence related to Wang Sili

According to others, another is to deliberately scare Zhou Yue.

Wang Xiu's hatred for Zhou Yue must be deep in his bones, he didn't want him to die all at once, he kept torturing him, torturing him until he was in a trance, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts.

The look on Jiang Futing's face was as usual when he thought about it, and this reaction made Wang Sili's heart naturally relaxed, and he didn't feel like being treated specially.

She doesn't even need to deliberately cater to other people's preferences when she gets along.

Jiang Futing got the answer he needed, and began to pretend to ask other questions: "How was your father's interpersonal relationship before his death?" ”

"Him?" Wang Sili's eyes gradually drifted a faint sadness: "He is a very good person, very good to me, very good to his friends, the neighbors have a good impression of him, even my mother's kind of person ......"

When she mentioned her mother, her voice trembled a little: "Anyway, it's good to my mother, and it hasn't changed in ten years." ”

Jiang Futing was quite surprised when he heard it, after all, when he scared Zhou Yue, he didn't look like a soft-hearted and easy-to-talk person at all, he was still a little ruthless.

He wanted to ask something more, but a waiter happened to come over with soup.

The soup is also a small bowl for each person, because he and Lin Ziqing's positions are next to the aisle, and the waiter serves the two of them first.

Just as the waiter was pushing the dining cart and going around to the side of the side, Bai Tang happened to walk in from outside.

The man walked quite chicly, taking big steps, his hands slowly swaying with the rhythm of his body on both sides, and even brought a gust of wind when he came over, Jiang Futing saw the sparkle in his eyes when he was still a certain distance from his seat.

The other party didn't see it at all, and he was staring at the things on the table the whole time, so he naturally didn't see the waiter who was serving soup next to him in his seat.

Bai Tang rushed in from the outside in a hurry, and then rushed to the seat in a hurry, and when he walked to the edge of the seat with the speed of the wind, Jiang Futing didn't have time to stop him, and there was a very soft "Ah", which was obviously deliberately suppressed in the voice, and he was sucked back halfway through the call.

"Bang!" There was the sound of porcelain bowls falling down on the table.

Lin Ziqing noticed the person sitting next to her, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Wang Sili.

At this moment, the sleeves on her hands, and on the thighs under the table, including the sketchbook on the table, were all wet, and there were a few vegetable leaves and incomplete seafood, and even a few drops of accidentally splashed soup on her hair, which looked extremely embarrassed, and then a strong smell of seafood spread from her body.

"Excuse me!" "Excuse me!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”

The apologies of men and women suddenly sounded.

The waiter hurriedly ran to the side to get a towel, while Bai Tang desperately pulled the paper on the table, wiping the soup on the edge of the table first, so as not to continue to her with more soup

Shangdi, his mouth couldn't stop apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I really didn't see it just now!" ”

"I'm fine." Wang Sili said weakly, pulled the paper in his hand, and hurriedly carefully wiped the water-stained notebook.

Fortunately, the moment the soup was spilled, she covered the sketchbook on the table in time, although it was also a little wet, but not too much, and most of it was poured into her hands and sleeves.

While wiping, she picked up the notebook and shook it on the side, so that it would dry faster, and there would be less soup seeping into the paper, which would minimize the damage to the notebook.

Wang Sili grabbed one, and Bai Tang continued to draw one on the table, and after a while, the wet paper ball was piled up as high as a hill on the side of the table.

And Lin Ziqing didn't say a word, and very patiently wiped the vegetables and soup on Wang Sili's legs.

"Your hands aren't hot, are they?" Jiang Futing looked at her hand, just now he saw the bowl of soup poured directly on it, but fortunately, the other party's hand was not particularly red, and the temperature should be fine.

Wang Sili shook his head, "It's not hot, it's just warm." ”

After the waiter came over again, he carefully cleaned up their place, and offered to offer a 20% discount out of apology, and Wang Sili was free of charge.

Lin Ziqing didn't plan to delve into it, so he agreed.

The clothes have been symbolically rubbed, but after all, the soup has penetrated inside, and it is a little uncomfortable to stick to the skin, and the seafood smell is particularly strong.

Wang Sili couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up and said hello to them: "I'll go to the bathroom and wash it again." ”

Lin Ziqing also stood up immediately: "Do you want me to accompany you?" ”

"No, you don't." Wang Sili smiled unhappily.

The calmness on her face really didn't make anyone look out of the ordinary, so Lin Ziqing was relieved to let her go alone.

(End of chapter)