Fortunately, the young driver was not familiar with the road, and a few minutes later, Mr. Qiu caught up with him.

Seeing that his emotions had returned to normal, he didn't say anything, and continued to do his taxi meeting in the city center, and went to the bank to withdraw 20,000 yuan of cash and paid it to him. The two parted ways.

After returning to the hotel, the weather was calm for several days.

After all, if you dare to get a murder case in your hand, Mr. Qiu has no intention of playing for the time being and doesn't want to go anywhere.

Staying in the office all day, thinking about what happened these days, is like dreaming.

Ring ling ling ling ling …

Ring ling ling ling ling …

The phone ringing sounded, and President Qiu shivered suddenly, thinking that the mysterious man called again, so he quickly sorted out his thoughts and picked up the receiver, and said with a respectful tone, "Hello, Zitian Pavilion Hotel!"

As soon as the voice fell, a hurried voice came from the other end, "Mr. Qiu, how is my son? I...I want to talk to him..." Xiaobao was arrested for several days, and the whole family was worried to death.

Zheng Minghua?

Mr. Qiu subconsciously thought of the child he killed, and his body trembled, "Zheng Minghua, you... you can't do anything well, and you actually have the nerve to talk to your son. Are you in your mind? "

It has never appeared again since the mysterious man told him to kill the child.

He had no idea how to deal with Zheng Minghua!

As soon as these words were said, Zheng Minghua begged a little more, "Mr. Qiu, as long as you take good care of my children, I will definitely get this done as soon as possible. But now Su Wanqing is back, and this matter is a bit troublesome. Please give me a few days to give me a grace!"

When Mr. Qiu heard this, he suddenly remembered that today was the last day he agreed with Zheng Minghua.

At this moment, he made an excuse randomly, "Okay! I'll give you another three days, it really won't work. Don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Thank you, Mr. Qiu! Thank you, Mr. Qiu!"

Through the phone receiver, Mr. Qiu could feel Zheng Minghua nodding and bowing, looking pleased him.

When he thought of this, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"Do it well! I'm not a merciless person. When things are done, I will naturally leave you a good position, and my salary will definitely not be less than what Su Wanqing gives you."

He killed Zheng Minghua's son and had to find a way to stabilize him.

Zheng Minghua burst into tears and almost knelt down and thanked him, "Thank you, Mr. Qiu, thank you, Mr. Qiu!"

Qiu Dacheng put down the phone and thought about it. After three days of continuous use, he did not see the news that the child was killed. In order to cover up the murder case, he decided to go back to deal with the child's body.

One hour later.

Mr. Qiu took a taxi again to the abandoned factory in the western suburbs.

He carried a big black duffel bag and followed the alley in his memory to the abandoned bungalow familiarly, preparing to pack the child's body into a duffel bag, and then found a place nearby to bury it.

Squeak!

The dilapidated wooden door is open!

Mr. Qiu stood at the door, staring at the scene inside and stood there.

The room is as furnished as before, with shabby tables, chairs and benches scattered on the ground with old newspapers, cartons, and packaging bags left over for eating bread.

Only, the body of the child curled up in the corner disappeared.

Mr. Qiu's heart suddenly slapped, his mind went blank, "Where is human...what is human? No, corpse, corpse?" Not to mention the corpse of a child, there is not even the child's hair.

Everything, like never before.

He suppressed the horror in his heart, and flirted through the entire room like a headless fly, searching for the child's corpse everywhere. He almost turned upside down, but no child's corpse was found.

No!

No!

Nothing!

That day, after the child died, he and the taxi driver left here. Who would come here to take away the body?

He tried hard to force himself to calm down and recall what had happened.

If they leave and someone finds the body of the child, they should call the police as soon as possible, but in the past few days he carefully stared at the TV news and did not find any murder case reported!

He immediately denied Zheng Minghua. If it were Zheng Minghua who took his son's body away, there was no need to deal with him and let him take good care of the children!

Who will do it?

Mr. Qiu thought about it and decided that it was done by the taxi driver!

After all, it is reasonable that he killed the child with his own hands and turned around and dealt with the body well.

Mr. Qiu suppressed the panic in his heart and returned to the hotel in a daze. He casually wrote down the taxi license plate number that he had always kept in his heart and handed it to his personal assistant, "Go and check the driver of this car right now, where is the current one?"

After a pause, he instructed again, "Finish him and call me immediately!"

The assistant looked at Mr. Qiu's distraught look and quickly took the order, "Okay!"

Ten minutes later, the assistant quickly walked in and reported, "Mr. Qiu, just called the taxi operation company as you told me. They said that the driver had left the city and they didn't know where he went."

"……good!"

When Mr. Qiu heard the news, he finally felt relieved.

He relaxed and lay on the back of the chair, muttering in a low voice, "Sure he is smart!"

As long as the young driver dealt with the body, what else would he have to worry about?

Mr. Qiu leaned against the back of a wide and comfortable leather chair, closed his eyes slightly, and waved at the assistant, "Go out and do your business! Remember to bring the door with me, I want to have a good rest."

He tightened his heartstrings for a long time, and now he relaxed, feeling very tired and wanted to have a good rest.

As soon as the assistant left, the phone on the desk rang again.

Ring ling ling ling ling …

Ring ling ling ling ling …

This is the insider in the hotel, and only the hotel insiders will call him.

Mr. Qiu was almost stunned by the shock. He instantly became angry. He picked up the microphone and cursed, "What are you urging? Soul-enhancing! I spent such a lot of money to invite you back to work. Is there anything that can't be solved by myself?"

One by one, I only know how to harass him all day long.

There seemed to be no hearing Mr. Qiu getting angry on the other side of the receiver, and he called him lightly, "Mr. Qiu!"

The sinister voice was not warm at all, but it fell into Mr. Qiu's heart like a sharp blade. He suddenly shivered and explained hurriedly, "God...mysterious...no, it's you! Sorry, I was in a bad mood just now and thought it was the hotel staff who called, so I got angry! It was definitely not for you!"

The other party smiled sinisterly, making him feel goosebumps, "Mr. Qiu, the hotel business has been good during this period, are you a little floating?"

Mr. Qiu nodded and smiled flatteringly, "I dare not, I dare not!"

During this period, the business of Zitiange Hotel has indeed improved a lot. He secretly conducted an investigation and found that some companies with overseas backgrounds and factory managers ordered the entertainment meals here.

Looking further, it seems to be related to the legendary hidden family Zhuge family.
Chapter completed!