Chapter 5 chapter Five

Meng Feiyang followed him and breathed a sigh of relief: "Officer Tong, it seems that the criminal investigation work is easier than I thought." As soon as he said the words, he regretted it. Impulse is the devil, and he really wanted to slap himself. Tong Xiao didn't care about it, but just shrugged his shoulders: "Hehe, people in our industry must have Zhang Youchi, otherwise they will have a mental breakdown in a short time. Ouch! Zhang Naichi, I almost forgot about him." "That's right, Mr. Zhang, what happened to him yesterday? I paid attention to the death of You Chuan Kosuke last night, but I didn't understand Zhang Naichi's situation." Meng Feiyang was very happy to change the subject.

"He, Manager Meng, he is very grateful to you. If you hadn't found out that You Chuan was dead and yelled from the second floor, Zhang Naichi's misfortune would not have been as simple as a few bottles of old wine." Tong Xiao's face was full of anger. Can't help laughing. "What's the meaning?" "Haha! When you called upstairs last night, he happened to be performing a piano solo. How could he have imagined that the keys of the piano were covered with broken glass. At that time, only candles were lit to create an atmosphere, and the light was very dim. No abnormalities were found. He only paid attention to the keys when he heard your roar from the second floor, and avoided the tragedy of his fingers being pierced in time."

Meng Feiyang was dumbfounded: "Really?!...Where did the broken glass come from?" Tong Xiao nodded his forehead: "Try to reason, it's actually quite simple." Meng Feiyang stared his eyes wider and wider until they stretched to the edge of the eye sockets: "Could it be - the fragments of those wine bottles?!" "The answer is correct! In addition, the fragments of these wine bottles are still covered with blood." Speaking of this, Police Officer Tong was a little complacent. Meng Feiyang became more and more surprised: "Blood? This is too scary. Whose blood is it?"

"According to the test results, it's all the blood of Kosuke Yukawa." "what!" I didn't expect that things were much weirder than what Meng Feiyang had seen and known!His original half-disgust and half-sentimental feelings about Yaukawa Kosuke's death disappeared completely, replaced by a strong childlike curiosity. After thinking about it for a while, Meng Feiyang asked enthusiastically: "Could it be that after You Chuan smashed the wine bottle, he went downstairs holding the fragments stained with his own blood, sprinkled the fragments on the keys, and then returned to Zhang Naichi's room?" Touch the switch in the office?"

"This is a relatively reasonable inference. Of course, there is another possibility, that is, after You Chuan died, someone collected the fragments of wine bottles he smashed and put them on the keys downstairs. But as you just said It is said that all the participants of the annual meeting were in the garden at that time, and the sound of the fireworks blocked other sounds, so so far, no one has seen or heard anything.” "This...is really unbelievable." Meng Feiyang shook his head again and again, "Could it be that Zhang Naichi refused to help, and You Chuan harbored a grudge and wanted revenge? But...it's not enough."

Tong Xiao stared at Meng Feiyang: "At that time everyone heard Zhang Naichi yelling: 'He wants to kill me!' Didn't you hear that too?" It stood out from the loose behavior in the morning, and it was particularly vivid and powerful.He couldn't help responding: "I heard it. Now that it's connected, Zhang Naichi really thinks that You Chuan wants to harm him." "Zhang Naichi's statement is consistent with yours. However, there is a doubtful point here: even if the dregs of a broken wine bottle pierce his hand, it will not be life-threatening. Zhang Naichi's fear last night was too extreme, and there seems to be something else hidden in it .”

Meng Feiyang was silent. It seems that the mystery that Police Officer Tong is facing is quite complicated. Tong Xiao stood up from the chair, put the satchel on his back, and squinted his eyes towards the sunlight pouring in from the window: "The most difficult thing in foreign-related cases is to figure out the psychology of the parties involved. The national characteristics are different. The Japanese especially give me a headache. So I will probably trouble you in the future." "No problem, it's a citizen's responsibility." Meng Feiyang walked out with Tong Xiao, there was still no one else in the office, only Qi Liang'er and Ke Zhengyun's eyes were glued to them.

At the elevator entrance, Tong Xiao stretched out his right hand to Meng Feiyang: "Thank you very much for your time. This is my business card. If you think of anything, you can contact me at any time." Meng Feiyang took the business card, and the two shook hands vigorously. Open it, Tong Xiao stepped in. When the elevator doors slowly closed, their eyes met each other's eyes, and they both saw that the barrier in each other's eyes was loosening quietly.After all, he is a young man in his thirties, and he can tell that he has a congenial temperament in just a few words. To Meng Feiyang, Tong Xiao is just the kind of person who can be invited to play basketball, play games, and bring his girlfriend to dinner on weekends. Such people seem to be easily caught, but after going to work, they become less and less.There is not enough time, people often complain like this, Meng Feiyang suddenly thought, what is actually not enough is space.Life maintains a state of dynamic balance. If you want to gain something, you must lose it...

"Feiyang, what is that policeman here for?" When Meng Feiyang turned his head, Ke Zhengyun stood in the corridor with his neck curled up, as if he had become a lot shorter in the morning. "Ah, Old Ke, let's have lunch together. We chat while we eat." Old Ke hesitated: "I, I brought food...and Lianger, didn't she want you to treat me?" "Oh, we have a serious talk today, so I'll invite her next time. The elevator is here!" Meng Feiyang could not help but drag Ke Zhengyun into the elevator. They found seats at a Taiwanese restaurant across the street.It was really exhausting from last night to this morning. Meng Feiyang felt that his stomach was empty, so he ordered four hot dishes and three cold dishes in one go, completely ignoring Ke Zhengyun's inexplicable surprised expression.When ordering drinks, Meng Feiyang hesitated: "Old Ke, how about some beer?"

Ke Zhengyun had a bitter face: "It's too cold and I feel sick to my stomach." "Oh, yes." Meng Feiyang looked at Ke Zhengyun's face, "Old Ke, how is your liver recently? You don't look good." "General, general." Meng Feiyang greeted the service lady: "Come to Longjing pot, oh, two more cups of coffee, one more seven-star." After taking a few deep puffs of the cigarette, Meng Feiyang felt much better physically and mentally.He briefly recounted to Ke Zhengyun the conversation he had with the police officer.Ke Zhengyun smoked in silence the whole time, and he didn't move when the food came.After Meng Feiyang finished speaking, he buried his head in his mouth and ate half full. Then he took a deep breath and lit another cigarette: "Old Ke, what do you think about the death of Yasukawa Kosuke?"

Ke Zhengyun's hand holding the cigarette shook violently: "I...don't know." Meng Feiyang said reassuringly: "Old Ke, you don't have to worry too much. No matter what the cause of Yu Chuan-kun's death is, it is a matter of the company's future direction for us. Leave this to me. After the official notification to Shingoro , I will talk to him. I can continue to work without my son, and Ito Co., Ltd. can survive in China. Even if Shingoro wants to close the representative office, we salesmen can find a place to go. As for Lao Ke You, are you sixty-five this year? If the company really closes, I advise you not to do it, and you can go home to take care of yourselves, and your health is more important." Ke Zhengyun didn't answer, still smoking blindly, the smoke lingered around his black and yellow face.Meng Feiyang waved the cigarette in front of him: "Old Ke, it's best to smoke less." He wanted to cheer up the atmosphere, so he jokingly said, "You only have so little pocket money every month, why don't you quit smoking too?" .” Ke Zhengyun didn't respond to Meng Feiyang's joke, but asked hoarsely: "Feiyang, do you think this company is really hopeless?" Meng Feiyang was taken aback: "Ah? I didn't say that. Isn't our business always normal? The order of low-density polyethylene particles can make a lot of money..." "Then why did Mr. Youchuan want to seek death?" Ke Zhengyun interrupted Meng Feiyang excitedly. "How do I know this! Sigh, Little Japan's brain is prone to problems. Besides, You Chuan has always had a bad reputation. I didn't tell Police Officer Tong what he said today, but who knows if there is any connection between them. Old Ke, let's not bother with those nosy things, so as not to cause embarrassment." "Not good, not good!" Ke Zhengyun shook his head desperately, "I have a feeling that a catastrophe is imminent, a catastrophe is imminent..." He hugged his head and twisted his neck in pain.Meng Feiyang was unexpected and startled him: "Old Ke, you are too nervous, don't be like this, you will kill yourself if you scare yourself." "I'm not scaring myself!" "That is?" Ke Zhengyun raised his head tremblingly, his eyes were red: "When you were talking with the police this morning, I kept calling Xiao Zeng, the customs officer, to ask him about the progress of the process. But he didn't answer once. It's cut off directly. I'm worried..." "Cough!" Meng Feiyang choked on the smoke, "Didn't he say that today he has to go through the process, why are you calling again, he must be busy." "No, no. We have known each other for several years, I know it very well! Xiao Zeng has never been like this in the past, there must be a problem, there must be a problem!" Ke Zhengyun almost cried out, and several people on the surrounding tables looked at them come over.Meng Feiyang pushed the coffee cup towards Lao Ke: "Old Ke, drink coffee." Ke Zhengyun picked up the coffee cup and drank it down, the black liquid ran directly from his mouth to his face. Meng Feiyang frowned: "Old Ke, you are not in good spirits today, why not go home and rest in the afternoon. I will handle the matter of polyethylene particles. My relationship with the customs is no worse than yours. I am also very familiar with Zeng Hang. How about it?" ?” Ke Zhengyun didn't speak anymore, Meng Feiyang finished paying and pushed him to go outside, he moved limply on the ground, it was almost difficult for him to move.Passing the subway entrance on the way back to the company, Meng Feiyang asked bluntly: "Old Ke, if you don't have anything important in the company, why don't you take the subway home now?" Ke Zhengyun was still in a daze, Meng Feiyang remembered that Ke Zhengyun had a pair of grown children Some time ago, it seemed that he asked Yaukawa Kosuke to help his daughter find a job, so he casually asked, "Would you like your son or daughter to pick you up?" Ke Zhengyun jumped suddenly, staring at his red eyes and waving his hands: "No, no, no, no need. I can go back by myself." After walking two steps toward the subway station, he turned around and smiled bitterly, "Xiao Meng, what do you want today? How can you give me a message." Meng Feiyang found a coffee shop nearby, sat down in the smoking area, and started to puff away.Every time he smoked half a cigarette, he would call Zeng Hang at the customs. What Lao Ke said was right, the call was always in a state of being unavailable, which meant he was clearly refusing to call, but Meng Feiyang didn't want to give up. Just keep dialing.At around 5:15 in the afternoon, Meng Feiyang's perseverance finally got a response. "Beep!" An instant message popped up on his mobile phone, "The General Administration of Customs has received a report that your goods are substandard and good. Don’t call me again, remember otherwise you will end badly!” Meng Feiyang grabbed the phone too violently, and knocked the coffee cup over with his elbow. He read this weird text message several times without punctuation marks but with a collection of exclamation points at the end, and his head buzzed. into one piece.The coffee shop waiter stretched out the mop under his feet with a displeased face, Meng Feiyang jumped up, and there was another "beep" on the phone, and when he looked at it again, there was no trace, and the text message disappeared like a hallucination. However, Meng Feiyang realized from the bottom of his heart that this was an extremely terrifying reality.