"Who's the murderer?" Wen Tianyi asked with a happy face.

I thought in my heart, this time it's okay, the murderer has been found, and his son's suspicion will be cleared.

Merely...... The police are a little too fast this time!

He raised his wrist to look, a little crying and laughing: Wen Jie was released on bail for an hour, and the murderer was found over there, and he knew that the police were so powerful this time, and they didn't have to toss and bail out.

"**Liu Qingqing, a staff member of the Administration Department of the Second Sub-Bureau." Wen Jie looked at the report released by the police and said.

It seemed that without looking at that piece of information, he didn't dare to confirm that this thing was really done by Liu Qingqing.

It is clearly written in the report that Liu Qingqing sought revenge on Li Shiman, and then committed suicide by taking poison.

When he was dying, he left a suicide note: Killing Li Shiman, years of revenge, you can leave with peace of mind.

It's just that things are a little too unreasonable. Even the suicide note gives people a very perfunctory feeling.

"**Second Division?" Wen Tianyi also narrowed his eyes, his gaze swept over Wen Jie, and looked at the corner of the office.

At the end, he lamented: "You can't beat the eight poles, how can the public relations department have anything to do with the ** sub-bureau, it's definitely not a work deal." ”

Then, he breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's not because of work, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get over this hurdle in my heart."

Li Shiman is a very good child, very developed! It's a pity, it's a pity......"

"Dad, you go back first, I'm going to be later." Wen Jie finished speaking and ran towards the elevator.

"Huh? Wenjie, why are you going? You...... Don't go into it, the police haven't all issued a document! You'd better go home, your mother......"

Wen Tianyi also said a lot, Wen Jie rushed into the elevator, and what his father said behind him was a little inaudible.

If Liu Qingqing pretended to be a cleaner and murder and absconded, and finally couldn't find a trace, Wen Jie felt that it was reasonable.

In such a short period of time, the whole Liu Qingqing committed suicide in fear of crime and directly closed the case, how unreasonable it is to look at it.

The most important thing is that Liu Qingqing is not the kind of violent person at all, and he has to get you to the death.

Although she is jealous and a little green tea, she still avoids contradictions in her bones and gets by, rather than-for-tat and retribution.

Personality is something that is innate, and no one can disguise it all the time.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Wen Jie saw Xiao Wang waiting downstairs: "Give me the key." ”

Xiao Wang looked at him stunned, and just wanted to ask the general manager why he didn't come down, but Wen Jie snatched the key.

Wen Jie jumped into the car, started the car, the white Land Rover was gone, and the roaring Chinese Jie waved his hand at Xiao Wang, shouting: "Thank you!" ”

Wen Jie didn't have Zhang Meng's mobile phone number, so he dialed her by voice on WeChat.

Soon the voice request was connected, and Zhang Meng's voice changed slightly through WeChat's voice communication: "Mr. Xiaowen, have you eaten?" ”

"Nope!"

"Why do you want to ask me to dinner?"

"No" Wen Jie hates these fake politeness in the workplace: Have you eaten, what is the weather, you look good today!

Every time he heard it, he got goosebumps all over his body.

"I saw the screenshot you sent, what do you think?" He skipped straight past those boring pleasantries.

Maybe it's also because I ate sandwiches at three o'clock in the afternoon, and I'm not hungry at all when I eat late.

"I think someone has stopped talking." Zhang Meng's tone was cold: "But those have nothing to do with you, and they are not destroyed by you." ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Meng sneered:

"Don't worry, if the police suspect you and think that you are sitting in the bureau to find someone to take the thunder, they will call you back for questioning.

I estimate that when the murderer died, you had just come out of the police station, and the police station's surveillance could be a proof of your alibi. ”

Wen Jie took two deep breaths, he was a little uncomfortable with Zhang Meng being so indifferent to talking about a murder case, and he could still joke about it.

But after thinking about it, as a lawyer, I have seen a lot of murder cases, so I may be so numb.

"Do you think someone killed someone?"

"Intuition...... Zhang Mengyou said: "At least none of the suicide cases I have come into contact with are written like this." “

In that kind of statement, there is no hatred for Li Shiman at all...... It feels weird. ”

"In that case, the police will also be aware of it, right?" Wen Jie asked puzzled.

Zhang Meng seemed to have something stuffed into his mouth, and his speech became slurred:

"Then who knows, maybe under pressure, I want to close the case as soon as possible.

You also know that what happened to Li Shiman happened in Huahai Group, and it was a special period on your first day of work.

The longer this matter drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to Huahai. ”

Wen Jie nodded after hearing this, in fact, this result is the best.

This shows that Li Shiman was killed because of personal grudges, and the murderer is still a person who has nothing to do with Huahai International's business, so the involvement in Huahai is much smaller.

However, since Zhang Meng thinks so, it means that his father, Wang Hui, and Huahai's board of directors and senior management all think so, Wen Jie's eyes rolled slightly, and asked tentatively:

"Zhang Meng, since you are Huahai's legal counsel, I have nothing to think about.

Regarding the murderer's suicide in fear of crime, it wasn't instructed by Huahai Group, right? ”

Poof~ cough, cough, cough!

Zhang Meng didn't seem to have eaten well over there, so he sprayed.

"No, Hua Hai is so unbearable in your eyes?" Zhang Meng wiped her mouth, and the little assistant opposite got up to help her tidy up the table and plates.

I didn't expect the eldest young master of the Wen family to be so deep in the city.

It turned out that the shopping mall was not as cruel as he thought, Wen Jie smiled slightly: "That's the best." You're eating, and I don't bother you. “

Wen Jie's car got off the West Ring Road and turned onto a green path.

According to the navigation, Zhang Zhipeng's house is in the community in front.

Soon the car stopped in a parking space outside the community, Wen Jie took out his mobile phone and looked at Zhang Zhipeng's phone number repeatedly, and dialed out.

When he waited for the phone to be answered, he felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

The kind of people who have only seen in the system scene, after exiting the system and meeting in reality, how can there be a feeling of online chat.

"the base?" Wen Jie had a playful smile on his face.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Zhang Zhipeng answered the phone.

Hehe, the current Zhang Zhipeng should not be so empty, at least his voice sounds very confident.

The moment Wen Jie reported his home, his tongue twisted around, and the words he said became:

"May I ask if you are Mr. Zhang Zhipeng, who lives in Room 1702, Unit 2, Building 16, Runfeng Field, and are you at home now?"

"Yes, are you a courier?"

Generally, this kind of phone number to check the address is either to deliver food or express delivery.

Wen Jie touched his mouth, held back a smile and said, "Yes, if you are at home, I will send it to you." ”

"Yes, yes! Come on! Zhang Zhipeng happily agreed.

I thought happily: I guess the photographic filter I ordered has arrived.

He flipped the phone and flipped the camera out, ready to put it on later.