Wang Wei looked at the two people silently and felt that the atmosphere was strange.
"Well... I'm going to pour tea. Does Xiao He still want to drink the jasmine tea just now?" Wang Wei asked.
He Qile nodded, "Thank you, it tastes great."
Wang Wei smiled and picked up the half cup of tea on the coffee table, "Then I'll give you a little more."
Xu Xinqi bought the scented tea bags. It is simple to use. Just throw the tea bags into the cup and brew with boiling water.
Boiling water was poured on the tea bag, which immediately stimulated the floral fragrance inside. After a while, the whole office was filled with a faint floral fragrance.
Wang Wei turned his head and glanced at the two people on the other side of the sofa again. He didn't know if it was because the scented pine trees had eased his mood. The atmosphere didn't seem so weird now.
He made another cup of rose tea for Qu Mingcong, brought the two cups of tea over attentively, and then sat down next to Qu Mingcong and listened to He Qile's introduction to this commission.
"There is a Guchen Museum in Qingjiang City, do you know?" He Qile asked.
Qu Mingcong and Wang Wei both shook their heads. One of them investigates cases and takes care of his mother every day, and the other shoots and edits videos every day. They are completely insulated from a place full of humanities and art like a museum.
He Qile said: "The Guchen Museum is a very famous private museum. The director is the famous collector Mr. Ding Zhaolin. Mr. Ding recently issued a reward for anyone who can find out the cause of his daughter's suicide.
Offer one million as a reward."
Wang Wei took in a sharp breath, "One, one million?!"
"Yes." He Qile nodded, "The person who committed suicide was not Mr. Ding's biological daughter, but his stepdaughter, so there have been some gossips after the funeral. Everyone suspected that Mr. Ding had some evil plot against his stepdaughter and forced her to commit suicide.
Short-sighted, these rumors have troubled Mr. Ding very much. It can also be said that his reputation in life has been stained, so a reward of one million yuan has been issued, hoping that some private detectives can restore his reputation."
Qu Mingcong was actually not very interested in the case, but he found it very interesting to listen to the young boy in front of him describing the causes and consequences. Although he was not very young, he actually spoke in a strict and orderly manner.
He Qile said: "Mr. Ding's family is rich, and this million is nothing to him. There are many detectives signing up now, but only those who have received invitations can enter Ding's house. I was lucky and got one
Invitation letter, so I want to cooperate with you, either I pay to hire you to do things, and I will pay regardless of whether I get a bonus, or we cooperate, and if we get a bonus, we will split it in half, and if we don’t get it... I don’t have to pay.
Any reward.”
"Understood." Wang Wei nodded, "It means that either we work for you, and it has nothing to do with the company's profits, or we become the boss with you, and if the company makes a profit, we will share the money. If the company makes no profit, we will share the money.
If not, our work will be in vain.”
He Qile smiled slightly and said, "That's what I mean."
Qu Mingcong asked: "Which one do you want?"
He Qile looked at him and said, "I can do it. In fact, I don't care about the bonus, but I am very interested in solving puzzles. I really want to know why Ding Zhaolin's daughter committed suicide."
"Then let's cooperate according to the method of dividing the bonus in half." Qu Mingcong stood up, rummaged through the computer table, found the form Xu Xinqi printed that day, walked back and handed it to He Qile, "Here, fill it out."
He Qile took it in his hand and looked at it.
Qu Mingcong handed him another pen.
"Thank you." He Qile picked up the pen and began to fill in the form in a formal manner.
The content of the form is very simple, including name, age, contact number, home address and ID number, and then fill in the entrustment content and time.
What Qu Mingcong needs now is exactly these contents.
While He Qile was writing seriously one stroke after another, Qu Mingcong pretended to be casual and said: "You look familiar. It was you I met on the road last time, right? Why did you call me sister then?"
The pen tip paused and continued writing after two seconds.
"I recognized the wrong person that day, I'm sorry." He replied.
The corners of Qu Mingcong's lips curled up slightly, and he said mockingly: "It's a bit exaggerated to mistake a man for a woman."
He Qile explained seriously: "I am highly myopic and my contact lens fell off that day. I originally wanted to find a sister to ask for directions, but when I got closer I realized it was a man. I felt very embarrassed at the time, so I left immediately."
Qu Mingcong thinks this guy has a good psychological quality.
"Age... 18? It doesn't look like it." He said.
"Maybe it's because I look small." He Qile continued to fill in the form calmly.
Qu Mingcong decided to be a little more ruthless, "A few days ago, someone came to my house carrying a basket of fruit. I checked the surveillance and found that person looked a lot like you."
He wanted to see how He Qile could make up an excuse for visiting someone who was a stranger to him.
Sure enough, the other party stopped writing again.
He Qile looked up at him with a sincere expression, "I apologize if it has caused you any trouble. I didn't mean to disturb you, but I knew from the Internet that you were very good at investigating cases, but I wasn't sure if it was false praise, so I did
I will try to find out your address. I originally wanted to chat with you in person, but you were not at home that day, so I put down the fruit basket and left."
"It's a bit far-fetched," Qu Mingcong smiled, "If you want to talk to me in person, you can come to the office to inquire. Why do you have to go to my house?"
"Because I think the most intuitive way to understand a person's character is to go to his home and have a look." He Qile said seriously, "You are very famous on the Internet, so there should be no problem with your investigation skills.
But if I decide to cooperate with you, character is also a very important consideration."
"Hey, you are a young kid, so you are quite cautious." Wang Wei said with a smile.
He Qile said to Wang Wei: "I am a puzzle enthusiast, and rigor is one of the necessary qualities."
He put down his pen and handed the form to Qu Mingcong, "I've filled it out."
Qu Mingcong looked at the form and saw that the expected time filled in was five o'clock in the afternoon this Saturday.
"Does the investigation time need to be so precise?" he asked.
"On Saturday afternoon, Mr. Ding will host a banquet at home for all the detectives who participated in this investigation. Please enter with the invitation letter." He Qile said, "But the address has not been determined yet. I heard that a notice will be sent to us until Friday evening.
.”
Qu Mingcong thought for a moment, put down the form, and said to He Qile: "Let's meet at the office on Saturday. We will print out the contract in advance. If you sign it at the office, we will go to see Mr. Ding together.
gentlemen."
"Okay." He Qile stood up, picked up the white down jacket on the side and slowly put it on, "...see you on Saturday then."
"Well, it's a pleasure to cooperate." Qu Mingcong said.
He Qile pulled the zipper to the highest point and covered his whole body tightly. He glanced at Qu Mingcong and said, "...It's a pleasure to cooperate."
Then he walked out of the office with his head lowered.
The glass door closed, and Wang Wei looked at the figure walking away and couldn't help but laugh: "How can a puzzle lover think he is Conan? Hey, kids nowadays are really interesting."
Qu Mingcong ignored him, but immediately took out his mobile phone and called Xu Chenjie——
"Hey, help me check this person. His name is He Qile, and his ID number is..."