End of press conference.

It's already late at night.

Come out of the venue.

There are also a lot of media people gathered outside.

Fu Tingyun went downstairs with steady steps, Fu Chi followed calmly, and the grandparents got into the car together.

Shut out the frantically flickering flashing lights outside.

"Go to the hospital."

Fu Tingyun instructed the driver in front.

There was almost no obvious emotion on that old face.

It's unpredictable.

Fu Chi raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

Silently put down.

Today, the police at the hospital were guarded, and the reporters could not enter, but it did not cause much turmoil.

"The road ahead is still very long, and if you want to be judged now, it doesn't mean that you can be unimpeded, it's best not to let your guard down, there are more people staring at your position."

Fu Tingyun glanced sideways at the young man next to him.

The tone is slow.

Fu Chi bowed lightly: "Hmm." ”

"Over there, the company also has his henchmen, so be careful."

"You're not sad at all."

Fu Chi finally raised his eyelashes and glanced at the old man deeply.

These words are obviously extremely bland, but there is an inexplicable taste of burning bones.

Although he was born illegally, he grew up beside him since he was a child, and there were no waves.

Fu Tingyun's cloudy eyes flashed a little dark, and finally turned his head to look out the window: "This is the price of being born in this kind of family, you will understand." ”

This kind of family is intricate, family affection is really weak, sophistication is the only way to grow, and cold-blooded ruthlessness is the key to the prosperity of a family business.

The side branches are too complicated, and the human heart and human nature are also the most unpredictable and the most unscrutinized.

"Sorry, I don't understand."

Fu Chi retracted his gaze.

The voice was faint, almost condensed with a layer of frost.

Just like when his mother died that year, he was not even qualified to be buried with his father.

Not to mention the burial of the Fu family cemetery.

Fu Tingyun was silent for a long time before he said with a sigh: "Sometimes what you get is bound to give something, this world is so cruel, time will tell you everything." ”

Fu Chi was silent.

Arrive at the hospital.

The reporters here have been cleared.

The two got out of the car.

From the underground parking lot, take the elevator directly to the topmost ward floor.

When I went upstairs, I saw two plainclothes policemen guarding the door of one of the wards.

"I'll be waiting for you outside."

Fu Chi stopped.

The old man wanted to talk to Fu Yuxiu, but he avoided it.

Fu Tingyun nodded.

I walked over and said something to the police, and then went into the ward.

Fu Chi walked to the bench in the distance and sat down, took out the Bluetooth headset and put it on, opened the mobile phone, clicked on one of the special software, and pressed it to start.

The sound of staccato conversation enters the eardrum.

“…… Haven't had time to launder the money yet? ”

"Don't make a move first, after all, the person at the top has also begun to pay attention to that matter, let that man also keep a low profile and take care of it."

"Mr. Ke, that person's office entered the thief ...... the day before yesterday"

The words of the conversation between the two women were clear.

Money laundering.

These two words are so much deeper.

Fu Chi narrowed his eyes.

Fu Huanxiu and Ke Jing are indeed grasshoppers on a rope, Fu Huanxiu sells jujhuo, and Ke Jing launders money behind the scenes.

The two of them work well together.

Fragmentary words can roughly be pieced together into a line.

When Fu Weixiu had an accident, he had already controlled Ke Jing's mobile phone and computer for the first time, deliberately hacked her account, and used GTY technology to install a bugging device in her mobile phone, as he expected, this woman couldn't sit still.

The trajectory of action is exposed.

As for the other woman who spoke to Ke Jing......

He narrowed his eyes.

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