"Police Officer Han, are you mistaken? Why are you looking for me?"
"What is your relationship with Zhao Xiaoshan?"
Chen Xia snorted, "What relationship can we have? I've only seen him once, and it was my daughter who brought him here."
"Do the two of you have any contact in private?" Han Bin asked.
Chen Xia glanced at her daughter and swallowed her saliva, "No."
Han Bin liked this kind of person who lied with his eyes open the most. With the evidence in hand, who else could he catch?
"Let's go to the Police station with us."
Ning Yuerong revealed a surprised expression: "Police Officer Han, what happened to my mother, why did you take her away?"
"Chen Xia, are you going to say it yourself, or should I?"
Chen Xia's face turned ugly, she took a deep breath, "Rongrong, go stay in the house for a while, I have something to tell them."
"Mom, speak. I'm not an outsider. Could it be that you still have something to hide from me?"
"I'm not hiding anything from you, it's just that Police Officer Han wants to give me a statement, it's not appropriate for you to be present."
"What does Xiaoshan's case have to do with you?"
"It doesn't matter, Police Officer Han made a mistake. I'll explain it to them clearly." Chen Xia pushed her daughter's arm and brought her into the bedroom.
"Huff …" Chen Xia heaved a sigh of relief: "Police Officer Han, you really misunderstood, I have nothing to do with Zhao Xiaoshan's disappearance."
If there is no evidence, we won't come looking for you. You are also a public official, so you should know what it means to be honest and to be lenient. This time, we have already given you some leeway by coming to your house to understand the situation. "
"Think carefully before you speak. Help the police investigate properly, and we will also give you some care within the limits of the policy. If you lie or hide the truth, the next time we talk, it will definitely not be at your house. "
"Don't scare me. I didn't do anything wrong. You can't just take me to the Police station, right?" Chen Xia crossed her arms and snorted.
"You're right. Without enough evidence, we won't take you to the Police station. We will first go to your work unit to understand the situation and do our best to clear your name." Han Bin said.
"Huff …" Chen Xia let out another long breath, and hammered his chest: "If you want to say it, then say it, I have long wanted to find someone to talk to, my heart is about to vomit to death."
Chen Xia sat on the sofa and wiped the sweat off her forehead with a tissue: "What do you want to ask?"
Han Bin opened his laptop and said calmly, "This isn't the police station. There's no need to be so nervous. Tell us yourself and see if it matches what we know."
Chen Xia revealed a look of reminiscence: "Then let's start from the day Zhao Xiaoshan came to our house, that was the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw him,
"I remember. At that time, he was sitting in Officer Han's seat. I asked him what he did for a living, and he said he was a writer. I was quite curious at the time, so I asked him what books he had written and which publishing house he was published by. He said he was a web writer."
This job is not very reliable, there is no insurance, no holidays, and the income is not stable. Even if I can support my family now, what will I do when I get old? I don't even have a pension. To put it bluntly, it's not a serious job at all. "
"I admit, I do care about my face a little, but which unit isn't like this? At our age, isn't this what we talk about? Whose son got into a famous university, whose daughter married into a good family, whose son-in-law is ambitious and capable?"
"For my daughter's sake, I didn't say anything at the time. We couldn't do it either."
"I have a few sisters who are on good terms with me. They knew that Rongrong's boyfriend was coming, so they asked me how was it?"
"I sent the photo to them, and the young man was indeed quite good-looking. After they saw it, they all praised him a few times, and then, a sister privately messaged me, saying that she knew Zhao Xiaoshan and asked me if I knew Zhao Xiaoshan's job."
"I said I know, a web writer."
"Do you know what that sister said?"
Chen Xia kept him in suspense, and coldly snorted: "Zhao Xiaoshan is lying, he lied to Rongrong, he is not some web writer at all, he is a beautician in a clubhouse."
"What's wrong with being a beautician? Doesn't he have to rely on his own hands to make a living? Moreover, he earns quite a bit." Zhao Ming said.
"No one's money came from the wind. Why does he earn so much money? You police really don't understand. My sister said that this Zhao Xiaoshan had a good relationship with a client before, and that client even gave him a BMW. How can this be an ordinary relationship? Doesn't he treat my daughter as a fool? "
Han Bin probed: "So you found someone to kill him."
"Don't scare me, I don't have the guts to kill people, I still want to live my life honestly, watch my daughter get married and have children, and help her carry the child in the future." After Chen Xia finished speaking, she was silent for a moment:
"I did contact him. I told him to leave Rongrong, but he refused. He said that he truly loved Rongrong, and even asked me to give him a chance. He would prove that he had the ability to take care of Rongrong. "
"I can tell that Rongrong truly likes this kid, so I didn't dare to tell Rongrong, afraid that she wouldn't be able to accept it and get hurt. I wanted to solve this matter myself, so I discussed it with my sister. That sister also has some connections in society, so she found someone to teach Zhao Xiaoshan a lesson and make him leave Rongrong. "
"During the New Year, I grounded Rongrong. Who knew that Zhao Xiaoshan would continue to contact Rongrong. I am also a little worried that he might harbor a grudge and harm Rongrong. "
"In the end, Zhao Xiaoshan did not mention this matter. Instead, he continued to beg me to give him a chance. He said that he would work hard to find a proper job and marry Rongrong in a grand manner. "
"I didn't agree. Only after you called Rongrong did I know that he was missing."
"When was the last time you contacted him?"
"The day before he disappeared."
"Where were you on January 31st?"
"At home, I never went out. His disappearance really has nothing to do with me. I don't need to do that. At most, I'll just tell them about Zhao Xiaoshan being a beautician and Rongrong will still leave him. "
"How many times have you met Zhao Xiaoshan?"
"That time."
"Have you ever been in his car?"
"No."
"We need to take your fingerprints and DNA."
"Whatever." Chen Xia said unconcernedly.
While Zhao Ming was collecting his fingerprints, Han Bin continued to ask, "What's your sister's name, and what's her phone number?"
Chen Xia frowned: "Officer Han, this has nothing to do with my sister, she's also doing it out of goodwill."
"Whether it's related or not is not up to you to decide. We have to verify whether what you said is true or not."
"Wang Yanru, cell phone number 135421 XXXX."
"Where does she live?"
"New Hundred District, Building 7, Room 1101."
"We will ask Wang Yanru for confirmation. If you still have something to hide, it's best to say it quickly, so as not to cause trouble for everyone."
Chen Xia waved her hand: "No, I really don't."
Han Bin had been observing Chen Xia the entire time, and found that she did not show any obvious signs of lying. Furthermore, her explanation made sense, and there was no evidence that she was directly related to Zhao Xiaoshan's disappearance.
Chen Xia's suspicions could be eliminated for the time being.
After Han Bin and the rest left, Chen Xia sat on the sofa weakly. She did not know how to face her daughter in the room.
"Creak …" The door opened and Ning Yuerong walked out of the house. Her eyes were red and there were tears on her face. It was obvious that she had just cried.
"Mom, why didn't you say so earlier!" Ning Yuerong ran over and hugged his mother, crying loudly.
"You just …"
Chen Xia sighed, patted her daughter's back, and comforted her: "Everything will pass, it will."
Ning Yuerong's heart was extremely complicated. She had heard the gist of the matter and did not know how to face all of this …
On the other side of the Pacific Ocean.
America, Niu Yue.
Sicle Street.
There was a Chinese restaurant at the corner of the street. It was pasted with couplets and hung with red lanterns. It looked very festive.
The Chinese restaurant was about a hundred square meters. There were eight round tables and four square tables. It was antique and very unique. The waiters were all Chinese.
At this time, it was already night time. There were still a few tables of customers in the restaurant.
There were Chinese, white and black people. It looked very lively.
"Creak …" The door opened and a man in his thirties walked into the shop. He was wearing a black trench coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
The waiter at the counter raised his head and habitually asked, "Sir, would you like to eat …"
Before he could finish, the waiter revealed a look of joy: "Brother Liao, you're back."
"Yeah, I just came back yesterday." Brother Liao took off his glasses and carefully wiped them.
"You've been gone for a long time this time."
"I went back to China and stayed in France for a while. There's a food festival there, and it's quite lively."
"I really envy you. You can run around the world."
"Hehe." Brother Liao laughed and asked, "Little Lei, how's the business in the shop recently?"
"It's quite good. The business has been quite good recently. I'll get you the financial report later."
"There's no hurry. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Brother Liao was the owner of this restaurant.
"Okay." Little Lei replied and handed a menu to Brother Liao. "What do you want? I'll tell the kitchen."
Brother Liao didn't look at the menu and directly said, "Old duck soup, shredded pork belly with chili oil, and a helping of burning noodles."
Although he had traveled around the world, his favorite was still Chinese food.
At this time, there was a noise coming from the right side of the restaurant.
There were two black foreigners sitting at a table for four. There were a few plates of leftovers on the table: Kung Pao Chicken, sweet and sour soup, Mapo Tofu, spring rolls, and zhajiang noodles.
Most of the food on the plate had been eaten, and there wasn't much left.
After the two foreigners finished their food, they wiped their mouths, stood up, and walked out.
The two foreigners talked as they walked, and they even swayed their bodies rhythmically. They were very calm.
When the two of them walked to the door, a waitress caught up with them and said in English, "Gentlemen, sorry to disturb you."
The foreigner shrugged his shoulders. "What?"
The waitress smiled. "Sir, did you forget to pay the bill?"
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