The moon sets in the west, and the sun rises in the east!

The crowds and traffic have also become congested.

The employees in the company began to clock in and out one after another.

"Squeak-" The door to Zhao Weiguo's office was opened.

The secretary, who arrived at the company early and was about to clean the office, didn't seem to expect that the boss was still inside.

The scattered desk, the ashtray stuffed with cigarette butts on the table, indirectly indicates that the boss has not left the company all night.

"Get out!" Zhao Weiguo glanced up at Xiao Li, the secretary standing at the door, and his tone was a little impatient.

"Okay, boss." Xiao Li, the secretary who came in, answered and quickly retreated.

In this posture, the boss is obviously in a bad mood or has encountered some trouble, so he quickly dodge, and the pestle is here, which is to find himself uncomfortable.

That's right, you can find faults!

Zhao Weiguo, who sat in the office all night, still didn't wait for the information he wanted.

Anxiety, unease, and panic are constantly swaying in my heart.

Even if he still called Yang Dan's phone after all, he finally got through three times in a row.

Five minutes of calling, three minutes of silence, and one minute of chatting, the incomparably calm tone on the other side made Zhao Weiguo even more chilled.

A night of wandering, a night of struggle, made Zhao Weiguo already prepared in his heart, bad enough.

Time passed slowly, and the employees who left work early yesterday also came one by one, and the time slowly came to nine o'clock.

"Jingle bells! Jingle bells! The crisp chime of the bell pierced the silence in the office.

Zhao Weiguo picked up his mobile phone and looked at the six-digit caller ID on it, as if he was verifying the uneasiness in his heart!

"Hello, this is the Zhengzhou City Traffic Police Brigade, are you Zhao Shujun's family?" A female voice on the other end of the phone asked formulaically.

"It's me!"

"Mr. Zhao Shujun was involved in a traffic accident on Huancheng Road at 12 noon yesterday."

"Please go to the Chuanhui District Funeral Home as soon as possible to confirm your identity and receive the corresponding items!"

"Funeral, funeral home." Zhao Weiguo couldn't believe it, this was completely beyond the worst plan in his heart.

"Chuanhui District Funeral Home, Mr. Zhao Shujun died in a car accident!"

"Bang dang!" Zhao Weiguo was soft on his body, and the whole person sat on the chair, and the mobile phone slipped from his ear and smashed to the ground.

"Sir, sir, are you there?"

“……”

Traffic Police Force.

Death Certificate, Accident Report.

The relics are collected and the cremation agreement is signed.

Zhao Weiguo took his mother, who was almost crying, and watched his father, who was almost a lump of meat in the car accident, enter the crematorium.

Turned into gray-white ashes, they were sent out again.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he pulled out a laugh that was almost crying, and thanked the staff of the funeral home!

Looking at the old couple who had lost their loved ones in the same accident next to them, they nodded slightly.

This seemed to frighten the little girl in the arms of the two, and she suddenly cried!

"Grandpa, grandpa, afraid!"

"Bad guys!"

The old man holding the child, as if reflexive, subconsciously covered the child's eyes and ran to the corner next to him.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't look, don't say that you don't see anything......" kept muttering.

Zhao Weiguo didn't care, and handed the urn to his mother.

Helping his mother, who was holding his father, out of the door of the funeral home.

The crying is also fading away!

The sunny outside and the cold inside seem to be two completely different worlds.

It is just a door that separates the boundaries between life and death.

As soon as the group went out, they were greeted by two policemen in police uniforms.

"You are Zhao Weiguo, sir!"

The one who led the way glanced at his mother, who was standing aside holding the urn and crying, groaned for a while, and added the word "Mr." to the end.

"I'm Zhao Weiguo, what's the problem?" Looking at several policemen in a semi-encircled posture and surrounding him in the center, Zhao Weiguo didn't quite understand.

"There is something that needs your help, you can let your family go back now."

When you hear this, Zhao Weiguo will understand that something is wrong.

So what went wrong? Father's side?

But my father has died, and my preparations are completely useless, and they are not a crime or cover-up.

Let them find themselves what to do? In an instant, Zhao Weiguo's thoughts turned.

"No problem, Mom, you go back with Xiao Li first, I'll deal with something!"

looked at the several policemen around him, nodded in agreement, waved to the driver who came with him, and motioned for him to take his mother back first.

He followed several police officers to a police car in a corner.

"Mr. Zhao, let me introduce myself first, I am Zhang Ling, deputy director of the Wuyi Road Police Station."

"There is a case that needs your assistance in the investigation, and I am afraid that you will need to come with me." As soon as the words fell, several policemen around him took a step forward, as if they were guarding against Zhao Weiguo's escape.

He also took out the handcuffs!

"I hope to be able to contact my lawyer." Zhao Weiguo only said one sentence.

"Don't worry, we'll get you in touch."

After speaking, he was stuffed into the police car by two policemen in a hostage position.

Police interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau.

"Zhao Weiguo, the owner of Tianqi Design Company, 27 years old, ......married," Zhang Ling read the information about Zhao Weiguo with the dossier in his hand.

"Isn't that right?"

"That's right, but what the hell did you invite me over?" Zhao Weiguo raised the handcuffs he was wearing and gestured.

"Don't worry, do you know Yang Dan?"

"Recognize! My ex-girlfriend, why did she have an accident? ”

"Ex-girlfriend? That's right, she died. Zhang Ling shook his head and replied directly.

"What? No way? ”

"We've established that it's her, and we've contacted his parents." Zhang Ling stood up, walked in front of Zhao Weiguo and said.

"In her phone, we found the call logs of the two of you."

"You were the only person who contacted her when she was alive."

"What were you two talking about?"

After a deep groan, Zhao Weiguo said.

"Some emotional things, I hung up after a few words."

"Can you be specific?"

"I wanted to apologize to her, and then he scolded me, that's all!" Zhao Weiguo covered up some things.

"That's good!" Zhang Ling walked back to the interrogation table.

"Where were you this morning between eight and nine o'clock?"

"I was dealing with my father's business! The driver, as well as the traffic police and the funeral home staff, can all testify for me! Zhao Weiguo replied.

"Don't lie, we've asked you to come and investigate some information."

"The traffic police team called you at 9:03, you arrived at the traffic police at 9:27, and I asked before 9:03, where were you?"

"Between eight and nine o'clock, I was in the company at the time. The cleaning aunt in the company, as well as the company's monitoring, can prove it! Zhao Weiguo continued.

"As far as we know, you spent the night in the company at the time, why didn't you come home?"

"At that time, there were some things in the company, and I was working overtime in the company." Zhao Weiguo explained.

"You work overtime in the company by yourself, but let your employees leave work early." Zhang Ling further persecuted.

"It's a bit counterintuitive!"

"Officer, you can't be suspicious of me, are you?" Zhao Weiguo didn't know how to explain it, so he asked rhetorically.

"I'm not suspicious of you, I'm just raising a question in my heart." Zhang Ling explained.

"Because according to the evidence we have gathered, all the fingers are not directed at you, but at your wife!"

"Xu Jiarui!"

"What?"