"Mr. Wen, I can't do this job anymore!" Leng Feng lowered his head and lost all his face in front of Wen Hongshan.

"Do you still have the face to say?" Wen Hongshan gritted his teeth, "I understand that you want to embarrass Wang Hui, but can you change the way? Are you stupid when you meet face to face?"

The employees around were looking in the direction of the conference room. After all, the people from Wang Hui's group were in there to be inquiry from the police.

However, some people were pricking up their ears and paying attention to the communication between Wen Hongshan and Leng Feng.

Today I had a lot of fun, and Mr. Xiao Wen completely gave up.

Wen Hongshan could no longer suppress this lawsuit.

No wonder Mr. Wen was furious and was at Assistant Xiong Leng like he was coaching his grandson.

However, today, Mr. Wen’s boyfriend seems to be a little bad.

Wen Ning was at the door, a little anxious.

She couldn't hear the conversation inside at all, and thought Wang Hui had done something again.

You know, after Zhao Yong's incident, Wen Ning's impression of Wang Hui was refreshed again. His man was a person who dared to take action and could no longer look at him with his previous eyes.

"You don't have to be nervous, we're just here to understand the situation." The policeman still had a serious face.

Wang Hui and his friends slowly relaxed.

According to the police's preliminary investigation, they were the last wave of people who had seen the deceased that day, so it is also normal to understand it.

"Mr. Police officer, we are not the last wave. When we went out, we met with a few people who had just entered the door!" Wang Hui was very calm.

I don’t have any ghosts in my heart, so I’m naturally not panic.

"Are you sure?" the police officer frowned.

"Confirm!" Xiaomi raised her head lazily, "The three of us have seen it. It really doesn't work. I'll give you a hint on the spot."

The police officers looked at each other, and the leader frowned: "After the on-site investigation, we determined that the deceased died of suicide. This is the final conclusion. Now we come to learn about the situation with a responsible attitude. After all, the deceased's family only has a minor child, and there are many places to deal with the aftermath. Since that's the case, we won't disturb you."

After the police left, Wen Ning rushed in.

"Wang Hui, what's wrong?" She was very nervous.

Wang Hui shook his head and smiled bitterly and told the whole story.

The cause was just a theft case of 50,000 yuan, which had nothing to do with the Wen family.

"Liu Changting is also quite cowardly!" Wang Hui sighed

He said, "I was forced to ask the second-munk man from my village to work on the construction site. As a result, he stole the materials and went out to sell them, but he couldn't even report the case! In the end, not only did he die, but his wife also committed suicide."

Wang Hui bit his lip and stood up: "I'll go to Liu Changting's house to have a look..."

"Wang Hui, don't cause trouble!" Xiaomi frowned, "This matter has nothing to do with us, do you have to rush up?"

Wang Hui waved his hand: "I don't plan to care... I can't care either, I just go and have a look! After all, I have only seen that child in the morning... When I think of that child, I think of my girl. Without parents, how can that child live!"

This is Wang Hui’s true thought. Liu Changting’s child has almost dark future.

After saying that, Wang Hui walked out of the conference room in a depressed mood.

"Director Wang, I'll go with you!" Luo Yu immediately followed.

"I really admire you!" Xiaomi slapped her forehead and reluctantly followed her.

Wen Ning looked at Wang Hui's departure back and sighed softly.

...

I rushed to Liu Changting's home again, my eyes were covered in white.

It was obvious that the villagers were moving very quickly.

The mourning hall has been laid out, and the soul-summoning banners are floating in the cold wind, and there is a stretcher parked in the dilapidated living room.

Liu Changting's wife was wrapped tightly, not showing any trace of her body.

Put it straight on the stretcher.

The child cried and his throat was hoarse. Although he was young, the child already had the concept of death in his heart. He knew that his mother would never wake up.

Outside the living room, there were many villagers standing there, most of them left after a glance, and some came to burn some paper, but no one went into the living room to take a last look.

First, people are covered and they cannot see their faces.

Besides, the yellow-haired group of people stood in the living room with a little bad expression.

It's hard to mess with at first glance.

Wang Hui frowned when he saw it. Less than two hours after meeting last time, Liu Changting's wife died. Now the funeral is so fast that it seems that it will be taken away and cremation will be carried out soon.

Wang Hui's heart seemed to be pressing on a mountain.

What did the Huangmao group tell Liu Changting’s wife after they left?

Maybe I did something that completely collapsed women?

Or... she was forced to go to the fore and died.

Wang Hui and the other two bowed three times in the yard toward the body in the living room.

Calculate

It is respect for the dead.

The three of them are outsiders, which are very eye-catching among the villagers in the same courtyard.

Wang Hui didn't care about other people's gaze.

When the woman committed suicide, he did not feel any guilt, but the anger in his heart was slowly burning.

What era is it... There is such a bullying garbage in this village.

Seeing that her husband became rich, the village chief was so jealous that he wanted to get a share of the pie.

Huang Mao left the 50,000 yuan of materials and happened to encounter the difficult case of Liu Changting reporting, and there has been no further information until now.

Now... I stared at the homestead of Liu Changting's family again.

This is to be killed!

Wang Hui suppressed his anger.

After killing Zhao Yong, the violent aura in his heart became heavier and heavier.

Reality must be understood again and again.

If you want a road to go easily, you must be ruthless enough.

After the ceremony, Wang Hui glanced at the frivolous yellow-haired and his gangsters, and turned around to leave.

"etc!"

Huangmao looked at Wang Hui coldly for a long time and finally called him.

Wang Hui turned around: "Is there something wrong?"

"Come here." The yellow-haired hooked his fingers and signaled Wang Hui to enter the living room.

"Come on, come and talk!" Wang Hui put his hands in his pockets and stood there.

"Fuck!" Huangmao was displeased, "I asked you to come over and say... don't you understand?"

His tone was full of impatientness and arrogance.

Wang Hui was already upset, and when the yellow-haired screamed, his anger suddenly rose.

"Director Wang, let's go quickly, don't make any troubles." Luo Yu pulled Wang Hui.

Wang Hui suppressed his anger and was about to leave.

Yes, now that the person is dead, the 50,000 yuan that cannot be filed is gone, and Wang Hui has no reason to pursue it.

"Stop! Who told you to leave?" Huangmao ran two steps quickly and stopped at the door.

Seeing this, many villagers quietly retreated out of the door.

That Huangmao is the village chief’s nephew and can’t afford to offend him.

Huangmao and a few gangsters surrounded Wang Hui and the other two in the middle.

Look at them up and down.

"I heard that you are asking about the materials thrown out at Liu Changting's construction site?" Huang Mao raised his chin slightly.

"Yes!" Wang Hui did not hide it, because the yellow hair in front of him was the guy who steals materials.
Chapter completed!