() Qi Yuan and Fang Chang silently followed Duan Wenjian.

They found that Duan Wenjian did not follow the brothers who escorted Zhu Guikun, but returned home. This discovery also made the two of them breathe a sigh of relief, not to go to the front of Zhu Guikun's anus.

If it weren't necessary, they really didn't want to watch Duan Wenjian go astray, and maybe even be shot dead on the spot by his brothers in the neighboring city - these guys were quite cold and ruthless in the process of escorting the suspects.

Of course, if Duan Wenjian insists on going that way, Qi Yuan and the others will try their best to stop them - once or twice, they can only criticize education, and the third or fourth time, even if they don't want to, they may have to detain Duan Wenjian.

……

Meanwhile.

When Duan Wenjian got home, he took off the mask on his face, took off the down jacket on his body, hung it on the hanger at the door, and then stripped off the vest under the down jacket, pulled the tie, and sat down on the sofa dejectedly.

He was stunned for a moment.

This home is not small, more than 130 close to 140 square meters, the third room, the living room, bedroom, kitchen and other main places are quite large and spacious, the only relatively small room, they have been decorated into a study, it can be said that it is quite comfortable to live.

Unlike the small three rooms, the main space has been moved to the living room and dining room as a façade, and the space of each bedroom is quite narrow, and there is nothing to stuff in a bed and a wardrobe.

Of course, to some extent, the number of rooms is just needed, not the area of rooms. Because such as husband and wife, parents, children, the composition of family members directly determines the number of rooms at least.

Duan Wenjian has no troubles in this regard, and he has been living happily with Zhu Xiaohong for two and a half years after getting married, and the area of such a large three-bedroom is just right for him.

It wasn't until the second half of the third year after their marriage that they were determined to have children. Soon Zhu Xiaohong became pregnant, and more than nine months passed in a blink of an eye, seeing that the child was about to be born, but the epidemic broke out, and he had to go to the front line.

To a certain extent, in fact, when he received the notice, his feelings were very complicated, with regret, reluctance, and guilt; There is also pride, pride, and even self-emotion.

Of course, even if he is self-moved, he can afford it.

When he was on the job, he even thought that if he gave birth to a boy, he would simply follow the example of the ancients and give a name such as going to the sick and abandoning the disease, which can be regarded as a commemoration and a beautiful expectation. Of course, if it's a daughter, it doesn't matter.

It's just that the son's name has to be casual, the daughter can't, you have to think about it, it has to be good, it has to have a beautiful meaning, and it can't be too complicated, otherwise it will be more difficult for the child to learn to read and write in the future.

Xiaogongju, you have to be pampered, think more face-to-face, and then you have to go through the entire dictionary.

Who would have thought, just a few days ago I heard the good news, my wife called herself, saying that she had given birth to a daughter, and she was happy to be boundless, and she was desperately thinking about the name in her spare time......

However, before the name could be decided, I received bad news again, and my wife jumped off the building with her daughter in her arms.

……

Thinking so, when he came back to his senses, he realized that he had already burst into tears.

After wiping the water stains on his face with the back of his hand, he stood up and walked into the study, turned on the computer at home, and wanted to log on to Zhu Xiaohong's WeChat.

However, as soon as I opened the WeChat computer, a reminder popped up saying that I needed to confirm the login on the mobile phone.

He frowned, closed it, and opened Qiuqiu again.

Fortunately, Qiuqiu was not so troublesome and went straight on.

Then he opened her wife's friends list, looking for them one by one, until he found a familiar name, and then opened the dialog box.

He took a deep breath and then asked directly, "Are you there?"

The reply on the other end was very fast: Yes, what's wrong, are you going to be discharged from the hospital?

Why don't you speak? I didn't go online last night, but I'm worried about it.

What's wrong with you? Do you want to help? Do you want me to pick you up at the hospital?

Looking at this passage, Duan Wenjian was stunned, and tears flowed down again.

After a moment, he sniffed, then typed again: Thank you, I'm not Honghong, I'm her husband. These days, thanks to you.

The other end was silent for a while, and the top of the dialog box popped up from time to time "The other party is typing", but no news came out, it seemed that it had been deleting, deleting, modifying, and not knowing what to say.

Duan Wenjian said again: Is it convenient for you now? I want to ask you something, about Honghong and her family.

This time, the other side quickly replied: What do you mean? Honghong just gave birth to a child for you, and you just inquire about people's families, okay? What's the matter, you dislike other people's families? Why didn't you say anything when you wanted Honghong to give birth to you?

Duan Wenjian was stunned.

But he was not stupid, and quickly reacted - there must be secrets between Zhu Xiaohong and her original family that he didn't know. And this secret happens to be known to her best friend.

Seeing this, Duan Wen established a typed word: I have no intention of exploring her family, and I will never dislike her, but now, I have to figure out these things.

The other side replied: That's a nice point, who knows. You don't want to explore, why are you asking?

Duan Wenjian took a deep breath, very impatient, but he forcibly suppressed it and said: Honghong is dead! Suicide! But she was simply forced to death by her younger brother and her family! The police don't have evidence now, so they can't do anything with those guys, but I want to get justice for Honghong, can you help me?

Opposite side:!!!!

Opposite: What's the situation? Honghong committed suicide? Really? Don't lie to me!

Opposite: I'll tell you, it's too much for you to make this joke just to try to trick me, anyway, she's your wife, how can you arrange her like this?

Duan Wenjian: What I said is true. If you don't believe me, come to my house, I'll take you to the criminal investigation detachment to see Honghong for the last time.

Opposite: Wait, I'll be right there!

Duan Wenjian: You know where my home is, right? I'll wait for you downstairs, I'll drive you there, remember to wear a mask. My number......

……

Twenty minutes later, Duan Wenjian looked down at his watch, and then looked up left and right.

After a while, I saw a woman coming towards him, beckoning to him, and then asked uncertainly, "Honghong's husband?" ”

"I am." Duan Wenjian nodded, and then said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the criminal investigation ......"

Halfway through speaking, he opened his mouth.

"What's wrong?" The woman frowned, took two steps back guardedly, and asked, "What the hell are you doing?" ”

"Here they are."

"Who?"

Duan Wenjian stretched out his hand, pointed to a police car, and said, "Police." ”

At the same time, Qi Yuan also stepped out of the police car, waved his hand to greet him, and asked, "Brother, what do you say?" This is ......"