Chapter 19 twenty

[I don't have a girlfriend. ] [Let Tang feel anxious. ] [She nags me all the time. ] The two chatted comfortably like old friends. [Zhou Ziwen treats you very well? ] Fu Zai nodded, [Stop gossiping about him. ] [He has many things to hide from you. ] Fu Zai replied: "I also have some past events that I didn't tell him. ] [You protect him everywhere. ] [Clamp don't mention Zhou Ziwen, have you found a new job yet?Will you join the police force, or open a private detective agency? ] But Liu Shaobo said: [I am not a person who likes to talk about right and wrong. ]

[I see. ] [Fuzai, be careful. ] Fuzai replied: [Stupid people have foolish blessings, and I never guessed that I would come back to life. ] [Fu Zai, Zhou Ziwen——] Fuzai picked up a piece of grilled eggplant and stuffed it into his mouth. He couldn't keep saying that. Liu Shaobo admired Wang Fuzai. Someone tried every means to tell lies in front of her, but she didn't listen to what she said, [You don't know? ][I didn't notice],[I told you],[ I don't want to listen], this woman is so purposeful, he thought she was cowardly at first. He happily ate the sweet eggplant.

love you After dinner he took her home. [Hey, Miss Wang, please invite me into the living room for a cup of coffee. ] Fu is looking at him, [ It doesn't matter what you drink, one thing needs to be clarified, you all think I'm stupid, but no matter how dull you are, you can feel it, you are a young man, you don't go anywhere, but you just go to a small house to drink coffee, what does this mean? ] Liu Shaobo was silent for a while, [What do you think? ] [I don't want you to misunderstand. ] [Fuzai, I love you from the bottom of my heart. ] Fu Zai's eyes widened, [Crazy, I'm already a big sister, and if I go up a level, I'll be a big mom. ]

[No, I have made a thorough investigation, you are only one year older than me. ] Fu took a breath, [ When you go home today, your aunt will eagerly inquire: That lady just now, what occupation does she have, who is in the family, which university did she graduate from, and how old is she? ] [I'll tell her the truth. ] [ Yes, she comes from a poor family, has no assets, and lacks educational background. She is an orphan and a widow, and she is a familiar figure for the police. ] [My mother is not that kind of person. ] [Why test those who love you. ] [You make a lot of sense, where's the coffee? ]

[Next time. ] [Fortunate——] [You should still call me Miss Wang, kid. ] [Fuzai, be careful with Zhou Ziwen. ] [Understood, thank you for your concern, goodbye. ] Back in the small apartment, she took a good look at herself in the mirror. This Liu Xiaobo is too good at making jokes, she sighed, what else does Wang Fu have to attract the opposite sex, he has neither red lips nor winking eyes, nor does he have breast enlargement and buttocks, and a more enchanting posture. Wang Fuzai didn't even have a wealthy family. She had nothing but her hands. She stretched out her thin hands and looked carefully. Fortunately, she still had these hands.

She lights out to rest. Then for a day or two, colleagues always came to ask for advice, and Fuzai seemed to be the manager. This company is democratic, and everyone has discussions and opinions, so I am happy. One afternoon, in the corridor, someone called her "Miss Wang" respectfully. Fu Zai took a look, [Ah, Deng Dahe, you have resumed work. ] Rejoice on his behalf. [The personnel department asked me to rest for a few more days. I am not used to idleness, so I decided to return to the factory on Wednesday. ] [How nice that is. ] [Thank you for visiting me. ] [It was Mr. Zhou’s order. He cares most about the employees. He didn’t feel relieved after visiting you in person, so he told me to visit again. ]

Deng Dahe smiled, [Yes, yes,] he thought about it, [but Mr. Zhou has never been here. ] Fu was laughing, [Maybe you fell asleep. ] [No, Miss Wang, I only saw you. ] Fu was taken aback for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder, [Greetings to Mrs. Deng for me. ] He smiled and walked away. Fu Zai returned to his desk and began to meditate. She took the calendar and made a schedule. In the blink of an eye, she realized that Liu Shaobo must also have a more detailed form in his hand. view records Fu Zai wrote down the events that happened in the past ten days or so. During this period of time, Zhou Ziwen went on two business trips. On the day of the incident, he was in the city. On that day, he stayed in the company until late at night in full view of everyone. However, he went out once during dinner time, saying that he wanted to visit colleague.

Fu Zai thought he was going to see Deng Dahe, but Deng said that he did not see the boss. Zhou Ziwen left for about an hour that day, where did he go? That day was Tuesday, from 7 to 9 pm, which was the time when Li Yuemei and Kuwahara died. Fu Zai stared at the sunlight outside the window until his eyes became sore and tears flowed down, no, no, you can't doubt him. The police did not see anyone either. Deng Dahe might have fallen asleep, but Zhou Ziwen only stayed there for a moment without saying a word, and then left. Zhou Ziwen's driver's license has not yet been returned, and he relies on the driver to get in and out. It is assumed that if he has been to the hospital, the driver must know.

Speaking of the driver, the honest middle-aged man came in with a smile on his face, [Miss Wang, Mr. Zhou is coming back this afternoon. ] Fu Zai couldn't help but call him: "Please come in." ] The driver asked: [What's the matter? ] [I have seen that you have a booklet recording the number of daily business trips. ] The driver replied: [Oh, that's my own record, the company didn't ask me to do that. ] [You are doing well, can you give me the brochure for reference, I think other drivers can follow suit. ] He took the little notebook with him, and immediately took it out and handed it to Fu Zai.

Fu Zai seemed to be casual, turned to the pages of the relevant dates, and scanned the records into the computer with a scanner. She handed the book back to the driver casually. The driver asked: [Miss Wang can pick up Mr. Zhou? ] [I still have something to do, you go and come back quickly. ] [Yes, the house is being painted, and the servant said that the apricot color seems to be a little too dark, please ask Ms. Wang to take a look. ] [Which decorator is it, let him come here once. ] [Yes, Miss Wang. ] As soon as the driver left, Fu Zai checked his records, and she turned to Tuesday, September 1st.

On that day, there was only time to send Zhou Ziwen to and from get off work, and to drive the maid to the market. At about seven o'clock, the driver had dinner in the big house. If Zhou Ziwen wanted to go to and from the hospital, he had to take a car outside the street. He didn't want anyone to know his whereabouts. Investigator Liu Xiaobo is also very aware of this matter. Where did Zhou go and what did he do during this empty hour? Fu Zai raised his head. She should ask him directly, instead of asking behind his back, Fuzai bowed her head in shame and clasped her hands tightly. The mood that has been relaxed these days has gradually become tense again. She suddenly wanted to see Liu Shaobo. hold clues The young man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by her several times. What clues did he have? Fu was sweating on his forehead. At this time, the secretary suddenly poked his head in and said with a smile: [Jinxiu brought the baby to visit her colleagues. ] She was holding a small pink package in her hand, Fu Zai rushed over to have a look. what. Little Mao Maotou, his face is a bit bigger than a pear, but his facial features can be seen to be extremely beautiful and delicate. Fu Zai took it lightly, and smelled a baby's unique fragrance of milk flowers at the end of his nose, [Is there another one? ] [it's here. ] Fu Zai sat down and took the other into his arms. All of a sudden, she completely forgot all the troubles in the world, looked at the two little pink faces, grinned, her heart was full of joy, and she couldn't put it down. Seeing how she cherishes the children, the secretary couldn't help but say: [ Silver doesn't laugh, gold doesn't laugh, she smiles immediately when she sees a baby. If you like children, before the biological clock strikes, you will have two more babies. ] Fu Zai raised his head. [Children are a gift from God, don't you think so? ] Fu was speechless for a moment. The moment she returned the baby to their mother, she suddenly lost the warm little burden in her arms, as if she had lost it. Baby is gone, Fuzai returns to the real world. She called the insurance company: [You have a colleague Liu Shaobo, did you leave your contact number before leaving? ] [What is your last name? ] [My name is Wong. ] [But Miss Wang Fuzai? ] Fu was startled, "It's me." ] [Shaobo instructed, if Ms. Wang is looking for it, the phone address is as follows...] She said it in one breath. That ghost spirit, he was sure that Fu Zai would find him sooner or later. Just as Fuzai was about to contact him, the designer in charge of decorating Zhou's house came. He showed Fu Zai the color plate. Fu glanced at it in his busy schedule and was startled, [This is orange, where is the oil?too deep. ] [It is the hostess room. ] Fu was stunned, heh, it was Yuemei's old room, it had been renovated from the ground up, and there was no smell or trace left. The decorator pushed the plan away, [the cloakroom was removed and changed to a smaller size, the bathroom was enlarged, the room was connected to the terrace, and it was much brighter. ] Fu Zai came to his senses, [Change this egg yolk. ] The designer lamented, [How old is this color. ] [You do it. ] Designer helpless.