The weather in Busan City suddenly became cold the next day, and the temperature dropped to below zero. Sheng Yang was nestled in Song Ru's arms and started to get lazy about going to school again. He raised his face and asked, "When will Dad come back?"

Song Ru, I knew her temper clearly, and answered the girl with a quick wake-up move. She even urged: "Hurry up, I'm going to be late soon. If you... Dad comes back, he will definitely ask you to go to school."

"Ah? Oh..." The little girl slowly got up from the quilt, looking at the blurry water vapor outside the window and sighed all the time.

On this day, Song Ru, I took out the fur-collared down jacket that Sheng Yang often wore before the New Year, and then wrapped her a tight scarf. The little girl was left with only a pair of big black and white eyes, and she blinked and stared at Song Ru, and said in a slight voice: "Mom, I miss my dad a little."

This time, the girl said these first time these days. When Sheng Congsu went abroad, the girl was always stuck with her and laughed like a sun flower all day long.

But it took too long, and she always had to think of him. After five years of their life, Sheng Congsu held the little girl in his hand again. In terms of her status, Song Ru, I know that she is not as good as the little girl's dear father.

The old butler stood aside and immediately turned his face away when he heard such a conversation. Yesterday, the sunset was like blood, and Sheng Qi of the Sheng family was taken away by the plainclothes police. This is a big joke. If you push forward for hundreds of years, the rulers of the Sheng family have never had such a moment.

As a result, the old housekeeper's attitude changed drastically. After watching Song Ru, I quietly covered up the fact that Sheng Congsu had returned and sent Sheng Yang away, he did not even look at the woman at all and immediately returned to the house.

The villa is still at a constant temperature of 27 degrees Celsius all year round. Song Ru, I stayed inside but felt so hot. Nothing changed. When I woke up early, I could see the honey water prepared by the servants in the house. When I woke up early, I could see the servants cleaning up and down. This place was not as good as before.

Song Ru, I know that this was arranged by Sheng Congsu long ago. Even if he left, he would arrange the lives of their mother and daughter properly.

This is really... uncomfortable. Song Ru, my head hurts so much that it seems to be about to crack. This house is like an invisible mouth, swallowing her little by little until there is no bone left.

She sat in the living room, the huge floor-to-ceiling window was confused and could not see anything. In front of her was a cloud of mist, a vast white area, blocking her in this huge cage.

Song Ru, I suddenly recalled the scene that day. The old housekeeper ordered the driver to drive her all the way to the mountainside in the west of the city.

The same was true that day, because it was morning, and the fog on the mountain had not yet dissipated, she climbed up the steps, but couldn't see clearly anything, so she could only barely stabilize her steps.

The old Sheng family house is located on the hillside of the west mountain, with a single house, accompanied by the mountains and rivers. The house is an antique building, and the slightest historical flavor comes to the face.

After coming in, I found that there were small historical exhibition halls and ancestral halls dedicated to my ancestors. Of course, there were countless dazzling collections of precious furniture and private collections, and the number was so large that it almost instantly killed the art exhibition halls under the name of Shengjia.

Of course, any collection here is the salary of others for the rest of their lives, so there are countless security personnel here, with strict access and inspection systems, which makes Song Ru feel that she is in a national confidential place.

The one who received her was a young man named Xiao Lu, who was about in his early thirties and looked very rigorous. Because she saw the old housekeeper following her, she looked at me in front of me.

The old housekeeper introduced: "This is Xiaoqi's ex-wife."

The man immediately looked at her with a complicated look. Song Ru, I frowned and heard him say, "Please here."

Xiao Lu welcomed her to the living room of a small western-style building. He explained: "The Sheng family's rooms are no longer here. Many of the other relatives of the Sheng family are abroad, so here is mainly for a memorial."

When Sheng Congsu split the property, he still kept it in his own hands. But most of the amount he gave was so huge that Song Ru I dared not even think about it. Song Ru, I also understood the look of Xiao Lu looking at her. I believe that everyone in the Sheng family thought that she not only hurt people but also money.

When we arrived at the living room, the old housekeeper was waiting outside, leaving only the two of them. This open and honest thing made Song Ru, I don’t know how to say what I said about me for a while.

"Uncle Li said you were making a special trip today to ask me if you have something to do. I wonder what I can help?" Xiao Lu asked while serving tea.

Kung Fu tea set, the aroma of top Pu'er immediately lingers around. Song Ru, I held the tea cup, thought for a while and finally said, "I want to know when did you start investigating my identity?"

Xiao Lu said readily, "After you went abroad, the Seventh Prince kept sending family members to follow you. Later, your family members contacted us, and we naturally knew, so we found out soon."

"Then, are you the ones who follow Ji Fan?"

"Yes."

Song Ru, a sarcastic curve appeared on the corner of my mouth, and my chest was pressing down and kept jumping until it reached the peak. The question she had hovered to this day finally came up with: "So, what does Ji Fan's death have to do with you? Sheng Qi did not deny it."

Xiao Lu saw that her face turned worse, and her delicate little face was cold and cold. After considering it, she said: "The captain of Ji Fan was Li Qiang, the captain of the finish line, and Captain Li had resigned later, but according to the person who received the incident at that time, Ji Fan should have died in a car accident, and the driver of the accident was a local from London."

"Is that?" This version is very different from what Fu Yu provided. The driver of the accident changed the other person. Song Ru, I thought about it and said, "I want to see Li Qiang, please arrange it."

Xiao Lu looked embarrassed, and he said: "Captain Li has been away for a long time and is said to have gone abroad, so it may be more troublesome."

Song Ru snorted coldly in my heart, she put down the teacup and stood up: "Then I need all the information you investigated back then, is this OK?"

"Can."

It's too upright, and it makes people feel that something is wrong. There is something wrong with the matter, and the key figure is Li Qiang, the captain of the team back then.

When I returned to the villa in Xiangjiang, Song Ru used my family relationship abroad for the first time and called the family lawyer for the first time. And while she was waiting, things turned around for the first time. Another person who was responsible for stalking with Li Qiang was found. Song Ru, I was almost well, so I went out alone.

It was a middle-aged man with a pair of rough hands and wrinkled eyebrows. He looked like he was suffering from the hardships of life. Song Ru, I didn't understand it. As usual, Sheng Congsu's subordinates should not have lived like this.

As soon as the man saw Song Ru, I said, "Miss Song, I know what you want to ask. My price is one million."

"Why?"

"After that incident, the captain and I both left. I am now standing up because I need money. My child is already in college, but he is diagnosed with gastric cancer and needs a lot of money to treat, otherwise I would not betray Mr. Sheng."

Song Ru, I narrowed my eyes: "Then you can go to Sheng Qi again. I guess he will definitely help you, why do you come to me?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "Ms. Song must not know the feelings of the poor. How can we, those of us who live at the bottom, speak to Mr. Sheng? What's more, we don't even have a chance to meet."

"One million, if you need me to speak, that's the price."

Song Ru, I thought about it, took out the recorder from my bag, then signed a check, and said, "How do I believe what you said?"

The man smiled: "I was so careful at the beginning. When Captain Li told me to do something, I deliberately asked him to repeat it. I kept that recording."

Song Ru, my eyes closed: "So, you killed Ji Fan."

"Yes, I am the driver of the accident. Captain Li drove Ji Fan to the corner of the street, and then I received an order to do it. Later, the Sheng family came forward to find a local white man as a scapegoat."

"Who directed you?"

"What do you think?"

Song Ru, word by word, I was like squeezed out from my teeth: "Speak his name!"

The man chuckled: "Sheng Congsu, Mr. Sheng."

Song Ru, I rushed to my chest in one breath, she laughed furiously, and then asked, "How much does your recording cost?"

The man waved another finger: "Only one million."

"Okay." Song Ru, I turned off the recorder: "When will I get that recording?"

Soon, the man wrote a bank account to her: "The money is transferred here, and once I receive the money, I will put the things somewhere, and you can find it."

"How do I believe you will give me something?"

"It depends on yourself."

In the end, Song Ru and I paid a million yuan. She found the simple old recorder in the storage locker in a supermarket. The sound quality was still clear. It was indeed a conversation between two men, and she said she wanted to kill Ji Fan.

Song Ru, I remembered that Ji Fan fell among the bustling crowds of blood from London street corners, and saw him again from now on.

She handed over the two things to the police and handed over a lot of content that Sheng Congsu sent to follow her daily reports.

She said: "Sheng Congsu bought murderers and peeped at others' lives."

All this happened within a few days.
Chapter completed!