In the case of Qiu Dali, Procurator General Wen Gang was quite solid. The procuratorate failed to perform his duties well. He could take the lead in writing a review and insist on investigating the case to the end.

"On the other day, I should carry two bottles of wine, but look at Prosecutor General Wen." Fang Chaoyang said.

"Haha, don't bother, he won't accept it." Hai Xiaozhou smiled.

"Then buy vegetables and go to his house for dinner."

"Well, this may work. Anyway, his family is only an old couple, and his son works in another place and doesn't come back often." Hai Xiaozhou said.

As soon as Hai Xiaozhou hung up the phone, Shang Yong called in. He reported to the bureau leaders. Because Zhu Hongli jumped off the building and died, the bureau decided to investigate this.

"That's great. As long as you open a breakthrough, those bastards will be completely exposed." Fang Chaoyang said happily.

"Qu Dali is so fucking hateful. He knows Zhu Hongli, but he just refuses to confess and wants to beat him up." Shang Yong said fiercely.

"It's useless to say this. You want to beat up more people. You should get the advantageous evidence first, and he will confess."

"I hope that as long as you find other clues and grab a behind-the-scenes commander, it doesn't matter whether he can do it." Shang Yong said.

"Zhu Hongli rents a house alone?" Fang Chaoyang asked.

"No, she lives with her boyfriend. The neighbor said that the boy didn't come a month ago. Now he doesn't know where to go. We are looking for it."

"Dayong, you're a little busy."

"I'm full of energy now."

After a busy afternoon, in the afterglow of the sunset, Fang Chaoyang drove home with his somewhat tired body.

However, when he just drove the car into the community, he suddenly found two familiar figures standing downstairs, carrying two bags of fruit.

It was Qiu Dali's parents. They came here to plead for their son.

Fang Chaoyang immediately turned the car and drove away from the community again. At this time, he would never meet the suspect's family. Even if he thought it was open and honest, whoever knew where would hide ulterior motives.

Back on the street, Fang Chaoyang suddenly found that he had nowhere to go. Since he became a judge, he has almost turned down all social engagements and his former friends have become alienated.

Peng Jiang is working night shift again, so he can't stay at her home. Besides, if he meets her uncle Zhuang Zhiqi, he will inevitably talk about Qiu Dali's case and may have a dispute again.

After thinking for a long time, Fang Chaoyang parked the car aside, picked up his cell phone, and called Shang Yong.

"Dayong, I'll stay at your house for a while!"

"Why, have you gotten into a romantic debt that is hard to clean?" Shang Yong said in surprise.

"I saw Qiu Dali's parents come to me, and I couldn't tell them clearly. If I was crying, I didn't know how to persuade me."

"They are also embarrassed to plead for their son to do such a crazy thing," Shang Yong said contemptuously.

"The same old saying is still the same, I feel sorry for parents in the world!"

"Chaoyang, let's go to Yemei Bar. I happened to go to secretly investigate. You can accompany me."

"Is it appropriate for me to go?"

"What are you afraid of? If you don't wear that outfit, no one knows you. Hehe, you think you are handsome, there is never a shortage of handsome guys in the bar. But I am so masculine like me who attracts attention." Shang Yong boasted by narcissisticly.

That's all, Fang Chaoyang agreed to start the car again, and after half an hour, he arrived in front of the bar.

Just after he found a corner of the car, Shang Yong got out of a taxi. He was wearing plain clothes, silk T-shirt, a man with a cigarette in his mouth, and jeans and sneakers under him.

"Dayong, your clothes are not cheap." Fang Chaoyang said with a smile.

"When you go to such a place, you dress too old-fashionedly, and you will easily be able to see the problem. You are just as rude in this suit, like a cheating intellectual." Shang Yong looked at Fang Chaoyang and said.

"I can't get in and I have no place to change my clothes."

"I have also seen Qiu Dali's parents. Some people believe that they are seventy years old, but they are not as old as they are." Shang Yong sighed.

"They probably can't go back to Xinlantun. If something happens like this, people will be stabbed by the backbone when walking on the road." Fang Chaoyang knew the customs and sesame things very well, and things that were very sesame would spread throughout the village in an instant.

"By the way, do you bring money?" Shang Yong asked.

"Don't you bring money when you come out to handle the case?" Fang Chaoyang asked back.

"Hehe, go back and get reimbursed. I'm a little tight recently." Shang Yong laughed.

"I have it, go in!"

The two entered the bar, and the lights inside were dim, and the lingering singing sounds floated in the air, adding to the ambiguous atmosphere.

On the stage opposite, a girl in a white skirt and long boots was holding a microphone and singing with her eyes closed. Several guests were sitting by the bar, and some guests were sitting on both sides of the table below, with exposed-clad waitresses accompanying the wine.

"Zhu Hongli is a drinker and makes money by selling wine." Shang Yong whispered.

"It seems that the incident of her jumping off the building has little impact on this place." Fang Chaoyang said.

"Who cares about those in such a place where you are drunk and dreaming? Besides, the bureau has claimed that Zhu Hongli had committed suicide and did not attract much attention."

The two of them came to the bar and sat down, lit a cigarette, ordered two more cocktails, and savored them in small sips.

"Handsome guy, how about treating me to a drink?"

A woman with heavy makeup came over, smiled charmingly, and gently hugged Fang Chaoyang's neck. She was filled with a strong smell of perfume and smoke. She looked like she often mixed here.

"Do you think I'm missing a woman?" Fang Chaoyang asked back.

"You are so handsome, many women want to go over! I am different. I don't want your body, I just want to be a confidante." The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, and her long white legs stretched out from below, with no lack of teasing.

"Beauty, why don't you hook me up?" Shang Yong asked with a smile.

"To be honest, I think you are like a rough man, and this handsome guy, gentle and gentle, must be knowledgeable!"

The rough man? Fang Chaoyang was amused. He generously ordered a glass of wine for the beauty and invited her to sit down. Then he asked: "Beauty, may I ask about my name?"

"There are not many real names here, so I'll call me Jasmine. What do you call me two elder brothers?"

"My name is Yunqing, he is Dazhuang!" Fang Chaoyang said with a smile.

Shang Yong immediately widened his eyes and complained, "Dazhuang, is this name given by someone who is well-educated in Wuche?"

"You don't want to call Xiaozhuang?" Fang Chaoyang asked back.

Jasmine was amused and laughed, her flower branches trembled, and she covered her stomach and said, "Mr. Yun, are you an actor?"

“I’ve given many actors a rating.”

"Is it a judge?"

"Drama!"

Jasmine laughed again, took it seriously, and asked, "There are still people watching dramas now?"

"Each person has his own preferences. By the way, you have someone named Lihong here, so you went to our theater troupe to apply for a job." Fang Chaoyang said.
Chapter completed!