Deputy Manager Teng stood up: "That's it!" I'll accompany you on a trip, Manager Tang of Shenyin Wanguo is my classmate, and I will accompany you to find him. ”

"Great."

In about seven or eight minutes, the car stopped in the square inside the military club on Shanxi Road. The four of them walked to the Shanxi Road Cinema - Shenyin Wanguo is next to the cinema - to be precise, there is a securities company next to the cinema, Mao Dawei said that near the cinema, maybe this is what he refers to! Manager Teng said that on Shanxi Road, there are three securities firms in Shenyin Wanguo.

Deputy Manager Teng's classmate's surname was Zhao, and when Deputy Manager Teng explained his intentions, Manager Zhao immediately called the business manager.

Five minutes later, the results came out: in the business department of Shenyin Wanguo Mountain West Road, there was no information about Mao Dawei at all.

Obviously, Mao Dawei did not tell the truth to his comrades, and the money he and Chen Hongmei used to buy motorcycles and houses, including the money he invested in the stock market, should have another path.

Liu Dayu, who has always been cautious, asked Teng Zhao and the two managers to go to the other two business offices, but the result was that the other two Shenyin Wanguo securities offices did not have any information about Mao Dawei.

The suspicion of Chen Hongmei and his wife has further risen.

At half past nine, Chen Hongmei was invited into No. 157. When Yan Jianhua and Han Lingling went to the warehouse of the material company to invite Chen Hongmei, she was leading a few people to tally the goods in the warehouse.

It was Director Tao who led Yan Han and the others to the warehouse.

"Chen Hongmei, come out for a moment." Director Tao stood at the door of the warehouse.

The so-called warehouse was originally renovated from the original prison cell, with a one-color blue brick wall, a black tile roof, the wall is more than one zhang high, and a very small square window is opened at a height of about two meters, and the lights are on in the warehouse, and Chen Hongmei slowly walked out of the warehouse.

Chen Hongmei must have known what was going to happen next, and her originally fair face became whiter and whiter—white without a trace of blood.

Chen Hongmei's eyes have changed greatly, the eye circles are dark, and the eye sockets are full of bloodshots. It was because of her poor sleep, and she should have had a premonition.

"Chen Hongmei, you should know why we invited you here!"

Chen Hongmei's head lowered slightly, and her hands kept rubbing the corners of her clothes.

Chen Hongmei wore a coat on her upper body—not the one she wore last night, yesterday's one was blue, and today's one is pink; Chen Hongmei wears a purple pair of leggings with vertical stripes, a pair of semi-high-heeled red leather shoes and black stockings on her feet.

"Chen Hongmei, where is your husband now?"

"I don't know, he wanders around like a ghost all day."

"Where does he frequent?"

"I don't know where he is."

Ouyang Ping called Yan Jianhua and Zuo Xiangdong to his side: "You go to her house, if Mao Dawei is not at home, you will always wait there, and once Mao Dawei appears, he will be arrested immediately." ”

Yan Jianhua and Zuo turned east and walked towards the door.

Chen Hongmei raised her head: "You don't have to arrest him." ”

"Why?"

"I'm willing to tell the truth."

Ouyang Ping beckoned Yan Jianhua and Zuo Xiangdong to sit down.

Since Chen Hongmei is willing to confess, it is not too late to arrest Mao Dawei after she has finished explaining.

"Chen Hongmei, say it!"

Han Lingling was ready to take notes: she put away the interrogation record book and unscrewed the pen.