The house where Qian Feichi lives is very elegant.

And it’s a big deal.

Even when the chief of the Detective Section of the Chongqing Police Department came, he still waited outside for almost twenty minutes before being invited in.

"Congressman Qian."

As soon as he entered the living room, Wan Daqing greeted him politely.

"This is unreasonable. How did you policemen become police officers?"

Unexpectedly, Qian Feichi opened his mouth and cursed as soon as they met: "How important is Chongqing, the capital? A congressman in the majestic capital was actually assassinated in the street. If word spread, it is simply a laughing stock!"

Wan Daqing said with a smile: "We are already trying our best to solve the problem."

"Try your best to break the case? What kind of case are you trying to break?" Qian Feichi didn't want to let it go at all: "Where is the murderer? Has the murderer been caught?"

"Not yet."

"Where's the clue?"

"Still searching."

"That means there is no progress!" Qian Feichi said without giving any face: "If you don't go to break the eucalyptus, why do you come to me?"

"Congressman Qian, in order to solve the case as soon as possible, we have some questions to ask you."

Qian Feichi glanced at the speaker: "Who is this person?"

"Ah, it's Cai Xuefeng, the captain of our Criminal Investigation Team." Wan Daqing hurriedly introduced "Cai Xuefeng" Meng Shaoyuan.

"What's the question? Ask quickly." Qian Feichi said impatiently: "I'm very busy and have a meeting in the afternoon. I don't have time to waste time here with you!"

Meng Shaoyuan didn't care either: "Congressman Qian, I heard that that was not the path you originally took?"

"That's right." On this point, Qian Feichi did not hide anything: "I went to buy clothes for my daughter, so I changed the route temporarily."

As he spoke, he picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Congressman Qian really loves his daughter. I wonder how old Ling Qianjin is?"

Meng Shaoyuan observed while talking.

Qian Feichi put down the tea cup and closed the lid: "It's five years old."

"Ah, only five years old?"

As soon as Meng Shaoyuan said it, Wan Daqing on the side coughed.

There are some things that Director Meng doesn't understand well.

Qian Feichi is thirty-nine years old this year. He once had a son who slipped and fell into the water when he was six years old and died.

For some reason, Qian Feichi never gave birth to another child.

His current daughter was also adopted from his brother two years ago.

His son's tragedy was also his heartbreak.

Qian Feichi put his hand on the tea bowl lid and moved the tea bowl lid with an angry look on his face:

"Captain Cai, my five-year-old daughter has something to do with this incident?"

"No, no, it's just an extra sentence."

Meng Shaoyuan seemed to be explaining: "If anything offends Senator Qian, please don't take it to heart."

Really talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

An old woman came in with a little girl: "Master, I'm back from piano lessons with my lady."

Before Qian Feichi finished speaking, Meng Shaoyuan on the side said: "What a beautiful child. Is this Ling Qianjin?"

Qian Feichi reluctantly snorted.

"Hello, my name is Meng Shaoyuan."

Meng Shaoyuan actually said hello to a five-year-old girl and then extended his hand.

The little girl's tutor looked very sternly. First she glanced at her father, and then she stretched out her hand timidly.

The two briefly shook hands, and Qian Feichi said: "Take the lady back to her room to rest for ten minutes, and then teach her English."

The old woman quickly took the little girl away.

"The congressman's daughter is extraordinary." Meng Shaoyuan gave a thumbs up: "By the way, I brought a small gift today for your daughter to enjoy."

"No need." Qian Feichi said coldly: "We never accept gifts from others."

"Hey, where are my things? I brought them out obviously."

But Meng Shaoyuan didn't seem to hear anything at all. He was groping around on his body and mumbling: "Hey, where are my things? Where did I put my things? Did I bring them out?"

It’s strange, why is my memory so bad now? The last time I went out, I clearly remembered to close the door, but I forgot to close it. As a result, I was attacked by a thief, and all the dirty things in my house were stolen.”

What are you doing, sir?

Wan Daqing glanced at Wang Nanxing.

Wang Nanxing also looked helpless.

This, this is probably the officer's hysteria again, right?

Who in the Operations Department doesn’t know?

The chief's madness has not been cured. Every once in a while, he will get sick again.

"OK OK."

After hearing this, Qian Feichi's face changed slightly, but strangely, his attitude softened a little: "Stop looking for me, I'm tired. You all should go back first, and come to me again when there is progress in the investigation."

"Oh, Congressman Qian, I'm really sorry."

Meng Shaoyuan greeted: "Then we won't disturb you and leave."

…

"Sir, what on earth were you doing just now?"

As soon as he went out and got into the car, Wang Nanxing couldn't bear it anymore:

"Did you discover something again?"

"Qian Feichi doesn't like his daughter at all. On the contrary, he is very disgusted." Meng Shaoyuan's face gradually became gloomy: "When I shook hands with the little girl just now, I found that her wrist was bruised. It was caused by the force of an adult.

pinched.

This kind of bruise is easier to find, so the old lady and the servants definitely don't dare to do it. When the little girl looked at Qian Feichi, her eyes were filled with fear. Qian Feichi's expression was also abnormal."

"Did Qian Feichi beat him?"

Wang Nanxing seemed to understand: "However, children are too naughty, and adults sometimes can't control their emotions, and sometimes they use a little more strength."

"But there are wounds on both wrists and neck?"

Meng Shaoyuan asked back.

Wang Nanxing said nothing, and Wan Daqing said from the side: "Even if it is really Qian Feichi who hit him, it is still a family matter, so we don't want to say anything more. It doesn't seem to have much to do with Po Gu, right?"

"It really has nothing to do with the crime." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "From the very beginning, I knew that the investigation in Qian Feichi would not produce any results. I just felt sorry for the other crime.

It’s just interest.”

"Another case of eucalyptus? What eucalyptus?"

"You police officers have been working for several years, but you haven't cracked the case yet." Meng Shaoyuan took out a folded newspaper from his pocket and handed it to Wan Daqing.

Wan Daqing opened it with full of doubts, and his expression suddenly changed: "What? What do you mean, does this incident have something to do with Qian Feichi?"

"It's not related to him, but it's very likely that he did it."

Meng Shaoyuan said coldly: "I used to read the newspaper and was just suspicious, but now I have some certainty. This, no, these cases were all done by Qian Feichi."

"I will summon him immediately." Wan Daqing said impatiently.

"Don't worry, just let him show up on his own." Meng Shaoyuan said confidently:
Chapter completed!