Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Drug
Fu Qinglun went out, and Xiao Song went to the nearby Third People's Hospital pharmacy alone to find someone to buy medicine.
At this time, Xiao Song's mobile phone rang, so he picked up the phone: "Hey, hello." โ
There was silence for a long time.
Xiao Song was very strange and continued to ask, "Hey?!" Who are you? โ
"I..." was a woman's voice. The meaning of wanting to speak and stopping.
"Oh," Xiao Song suddenly understood something, looked around, covered the microphone with his hand, and said, "I'm a policeman, do you have anything to tell me?" โ
There was silence for a long time, and finally he spoke, "I received a threatening phone call. The voice on the other end was very low.
"Oh, such a thing, don't be in a hurry. Our police will take care of it. Excuse me, who are you? Xiao Song asked.
"We've met in the morning." The woman on the other end said.
Xiao Song recalled the situation in Mr. Wang's villa this morning, and what was particularly eye-catching was the third lady dressed as a noblewoman. So he sorted out his voice and said, "Oh, you are the third lady of the Wang family." Where are you now? Who threatened you? โ
The other end fell silent again.
At this time, Xiao Song, who was a little shy by nature, was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. So he coughed and said, "Don't be afraid, Miss Wang, if it's not convenient for you to say it on the phone, let's make an appointment, you tell me the details." Good no good? โ
"Or you can come to our bureau and report the crime. Rest assured, don't be afraid. โ
"Wellโ" was still silent.
Faced with such a situation, Xiao Song didn't know what to say for a while, so while answering the phone, he knocked down the mobile phone message and sent it to the boss Fu Qinglun.
"Miss Wang Jiasan received a threatening phone call." Eleven words.
While comforting the third lady.
Finally, he said: "Miss Wang, if this is not the case, I will come to your house, make a record, and by the way, ask you about the specific situation, do you think it is okay?" โ
"Well..."
"Uh, that's okay?" Xiao Song asked. "I have your contact information now, so I'll be at your house at 3:40 punctually, do you think it's okay?"
"Wellโ" the tone was still the same as when it was silent, and it was a bit devastating.
"I'm in the hospital now, visiting an old friend, and I'll drive over as soon as there's a little thing to do, are you waiting for me?" Xiao Song said.
"Yes, okay." The phone on the other end hung up.
Xiao Song muttered to himself, and was also a little proud, and said: "Hehe, there is such a thing, if there is a problem, I don't look for the boss as soon as possible, but look for my little brother." Interesting, interesting. Could it be that these three young ladies have taken a fancy to me? Unlikely, could it be that she saw me look at her a few times and wanted to do something. Hey, forget it, Xiao Song, don't think nonsense. โ
When he was still proud, a text message prompt came from his mobile phone, Fu Qinglun's number, only a few words: "Investigate." Xiao Song smiled, and when he turned around and left, the second text message rang again, it was still Fu Qinglun's text message, but there were a lot more words: "You kid put serious things first, don't get distracted, don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know what the hell you're thinking in your heart." โ
"Haha" Xiao Song thought to himself, sure enough, nothing small details can run away from Boss Liu's eyes and calculations.
Xiao Song returned to the bureau and put down the medicine he bought in his hand and put it in Fu Qinglun's drawer, and when he opened the drawer, there was a mess inside, but there were many white empty medicine bottles in the messy stationery and documents, which were the same as the bottle he had just bought.
There are fifteen or sixteen bottles. There are a few words written on it "***". The so-called *** refers to synthetic morphine-like drugs, which also have analgesic, sedative and respiratory depression effects, but its effect is 8~10 times weaker than morphine, and it can also be used in intractable headaches, but it is also addictive, so it is recommended by general doctors that it cannot be commonly used. But such a large number of *** empty medicine bottles really surprised Xiao Song, and he didn't realize that he had accumulated so much over the past few days.
After putting down the medicine and about to go out, he remembered that Fu Qinglun had already taken the car keys, and his mind couldn't help but darken, thinking, "Why am I so brainless?" And the car in the bureau can only be driven after getting the approval of the superior, and the leading director, Director Li, etc. are not there, so he shook his head helplessly, and had to run out of the door and take a taxi to go out.
It is said that Fu Qinglun came to the office building of Consortium A.
This is a 21-storey premium business center building located in the heart of the city. The exterior is gorgeous green glass. Under normal circumstances, some companies lease commercial buildings and office buildings, some lease a few rooms, and a larger one floor will be rented, but there are still a few people who buy the entire building like A.
The Wang family's private consortium has a strong reputation in the local area. The surrounding commercial center, the financial center building, is much inferior in comparison. After handing over the relevant police officer documents to the doorman, the security guard at the gate informed the internal officials. There was a response after about 3 minutes. The security guard said to him: "The deputy manager of the company entertains you, on the 7th floor 724. โ
"Thank you." Fu Qinglun smiled very gentlemanly and nodded. He lowered his head and asked, "Have you learned the news of the murder of the company's CEO?" โ
"Oh, this. We also knew that it didn't take long for the whole company to be in a mess now. I don't know how long I can sit in this position, and whether I will be reformed in a few days, we don't know at all. Hey, it's messy. โ
"Oh? Is that so? โ
"Also, it's not too early now, in addition to Mr. Li, the company also has three vice presidents in the second-in-command position, two of them are in a hurry and very busy, only one of them has time to receive you."
"Okay, I see, thanks." Fu Qinglun said. "I hope I'll see you when I come down."
Staying on the elevator, Fu Qinglun found that not only the company's decoration but also small aspects such as elevators, lighting, etc. are also very luxurious.
The crowd of people coming and going is all in suits and leather shoes, and it is difficult to see which people are high-level and which are middle-level for a while. The bottom layer is clear at a glance, the security guards, the cleaners, and the workers who deliver the goods.
From the beginning of entering the building until he walked into the elevator, Fu Qinglun didn't realize what the main business items of this consortium company were. I just think it's a lot of people. Many of the male and female staff who came and went glanced at Detective Liu Fu Qinglun, and then turned around and whispered dissent.
He heard footsteps, Fu Qinglun felt that someone was following him, and a woman wearing a black windbreaker, sunglasses and a mask standing behind Fu Qinglun heard the footsteps. So he looked back, and for a moment there was no one.
Fu Qinglun was suppressed by some mysterious force, and he thought to himself, "Could it be Diablo Su."
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๏ผ Fu Qinglun was in a daze.
He came to the door of office room 724.
was about to knock on the door, but found that the word president was actually written on the door number. The name on the door number is Mr. Wang's name. "Strange." Fu Qinglun pondered for a while, but still knocked on the door.
"Please come in." A hoarse throat replied inside.
"Thank you." Fu Qinglun entered the office.
"You may be seated." The man replied without raising his head.
"Well," Fu Qinglun was silent and began to look around the room. The style of the layout is really consistent with the room style of Mr. Wang's villa. Just more desks, and piles of papers. There's nothing special about the all-in-one style. Suddenly, he was fascinated by a painting hanging on the wall, which was a portrait of a young girl, whose expression and posture were very similar to the one at the scene of the crime in the villa, and it seemed to be the work of the same person. And the subject appears to be the same person.
This couldn't help but arouse Fu Qinglun's suspicions, and he thought: "If it's just accidental, then why did this Mr. Wang hang up 2 pairs in the important bedroom and office?" โ
The vice president looked at the information on the LCD screen for a while, and then checked the documents in his hand. raised his head and said to Fu Qinglun, "Well, hello." โ
"Hello." Fu Qinglun nodded. The anti-guest asked, "What do you call Your Excellency?" โ
"Hehe, are you police all so literate? It doesn't look neat at all. The man sarcastically said, "My surname is Huang." Hurry up and ask if there's anything. Then he lowered his head and looked at the paper in his hand.
"Vice President Liu. I have a question for you. Fu Qinglun said.
"Well," Vice President Liu looked indifferent.
"Why is there a vice president in the president's office?"
"Do you need to ask?" Vice President Liu asked strangely, "The president is hanging, so naturally I will take his place." This old guy has already seen that he is unhappy, so he should leave early and let Lao Tzu sit in this position. Catch up with Ming'er and change the house number. This old guy has already seen that he is unhappy, so he should leave early and let Lao Tzu sit in this position. Catch up with Ming'er and change the house number. โ
Fu Qinglun was not angry, and said: "Mr. Wang has just passed away, it's not strange that you, Vice President Liu, are not sad about me, this world is like this, but no one in the company is sad?" โ
"There's no level to ask that." Vice President Liu put down the documents in his hand and stared at Fu Qinglun, seemingly ignoring him at all. "If you want to ask me about the murder of my boss, just say it, why beat around the bush."
Fu Qinglun was a little surprised and said, "Okay, then I'll be straightforward." This time, I came to the company to investigate the situation and find out if anyone was involved. Or to be precise, investigate if there are anybody in the company...".
Before he finished speaking, Vice President Huang interrupted him again: "You better ask me directly if anyone will kill him." To tell you the truth, there are a lot of people in the company who want him dead. Let's say me. โ
Vice President Liu's words were so direct, which really made Fu Qinglun feel a little funny.
"It's not just me, but the other two dead old ghosts have a part in it." Vice President Liu said. Fu Qinglun understood that he was referring to the other two vice presidents. "As long as he dies, his shares and positions will have to abdicate and give way. First of all, this position is not only the three of us, but there are also five or six people on the board of directors of the company's top management. And maybe his son and daughter will also get involved. As for the shares of this dead old ghost, it is more troublesome to divide. There are also companies that once they presume personnel, they have to fight again, hey. โ
"So a lot of people have a motive to kill." Fu Qinglun sighed. "I really don't know where to start investigating."
"Hehe, aren't there a lot of capable people in your bureau? Summoned to our company to investigate one by one, there will always be some clues, if it doesn't work, you will get to the bureau to take a bath and die, hide and seek, drink water, and sleep to die. Hum. โ
It seems that Vice President Liu didn't take Fu Qinglun seriously at all. The tone of every sentence is sarcastic and prickly.
Fu Qinglun liked this person's straightforwardness and was not angry. "I'm afraid the people in the bureau are less than half of your company. If there is really something wrong with your company, our little police station will not dare to do anything. Where the interests lie, and it is decided by the people above them. We are small characters who can only listen to what is said above, do something, and eat together. โ
"Just go through the motions of eating with a mouthful of food, listen to the old man, don't investigate what you shouldn't investigate, just make a show, it's good for you."
"Yes, but Bo has a spirit that is not afraid of death, as long as he is targeted by me, no matter how terrifying and difficult it is, I will try my best to figure it out." Fu Qinglun's tone changed.
Vice President Liu was angry, maybe no one dared to speak to him like this. Now this unattractive man, and just a small detective in the police station, dared to speak so loudly. couldn't help but slap the table and said loudly: "What Lao Tzu said, you should be a fart for your grandfather." After that, he stared at Fu Qinglun viciously.
Fu Qinglun's eyes shot a stubborn and even more vicious look. The power of this kind of look completely suppressed Vice President Liu's momentum, and he began to feel a little weak. On the one hand, he was still reckless, and said, "Look at what you see!" I thought this was a police station, you can do whatever you want! Tell you! Lao Tzu hasn't been afraid of anyone. โ