Mei Chao may have seen the doubt in Qu Mingcong's eyes. He raised a piece of paper in his hand and said with a subtle expression: "Mrs. Ding asked us to write down the questions we want to ask."
No wonder he came out of the house so quickly and handed out a piece of paper. Could you please hurry up?
"Do you have my share?" Qu Mingcong asked.
Mei Chao and Pan Fang both shook their heads, "I guess you have to go in and get it yourself."
Qu Mingcong thought to himself that this couple had a lot of tricks up their sleeves. One liked to chat while eating, and the other liked to communicate in writing, which was not normal.
He walked into the room and was slightly startled.
The color of the bedroom was gloomy, and the smell of disinfectant hit his face as soon as he entered the door. This smell made Qu Mingcong pause for a moment, and then he glanced at the entire room calmly.
This is a bedroom decorated in a French retro style. Compared to the ancient Chinese charm downstairs, there are only fragmentary Chinese elements mixed in here.
The thick dark curtains were opened by a third, and the light that came through barely illuminated the room. There was a European-style rose flower hollow screen on the right side, and behind the screen, a slender woman was sitting silently on the bed.
She should be Mrs. Ding.
In addition, there was a woman dressed as a nurse in the room. She was bending over to remove the needle from the back of Mrs. Ding's hand. Qu Mingcong noticed that the needle was connected to a thin infusion tube, which extended to the medical device on the bedside stand.
Medication bag.
Mrs. Ding's physical condition was worse than he thought, and it seemed that she was indeed not suitable for long-term conversations.
Qu Mingcong caught a glimpse of a few pieces of white paper on the cabinet against the wall, and planned to just take one and leave like Mei Chao and the others.
He walked over and picked up a piece of white paper. When he was about to leave, he heard the sick woman on the bed say: "Mr. Qu."
Um?
Qu Mingcong turned around and looked over.
Even though she is sickly, she still looks young and beautiful. Of course, this young and beautiful person is compared with Ding Zhaolin, who is sixty years old, while Mrs. Ding looks to be in her early thirties at most.
It is rumored that Ding Zhaolin married a wife who is twenty years younger than himself. Mrs. Ding's actual age should be forty. If she pays attention to skin care and beauty, it is normal for her to look seven or eight years younger.
But how did she know that his surname was Qu?...Maybe Mei Chao and the others introduced themselves to Mrs. Ding when they met just now, and also introduced him by the way?
Mrs. Ding's entire upper body was sunk into the soft silk pillow, her skin looked pale, and her eyes were half-opened with no energy. When she spoke, her voice was soft and slow, a bit like being sick and weak, but also a bit like being indifferent to everything.
"Before Zhaolin went out, he briefly told me about your investigation... He said, you found a can in the ventilation duct of the museum, can I take a look?"
After hearing this, Qu Mingcong untied the bag on his back, unzipped it, and took out the ziplock bag containing the cans again.
"Have you ever seen a drink can like this?" He walked to the bed and handed over the ziplock bag.
Mrs. Ding did not reach out to take it, but stared at the can for a while, then shook her head, "I have never seen it, but it can only be stuffed into the ventilation duct by people inside the museum."
She paused and looked up at Qu Mingcong, "I heard that you are going to take it for a fingerprint test."
"Well, let's try it, I hope it will work." Qu Mingcong replied.
Mrs. Ding thought for a while and nodded slightly towards Qu Mingcong, "...If there are results, I hope you can contact me as soon as possible."
She turned sideways, opened the drawer of the low cabinet beside the bed, took out a pen and paper and wrote down a series of numbers, then handed it to Qu Mingcong, "I know your final investigation results will not come out until next Saturday, but if it is just a fingerprint test, it should be
You don’t have to wait that long, right?”
Qu Mingcong took the piece of paper with the phone number on it and frowned slightly.
Of course, there is no need to wait until Saturday. The time on Saturday was decided by Ding Zhaolin, but Mrs. Ding seemed to want him to contact her directly... instead of contacting Ding Zhaolin?
I don't know what kind of dispute there is between the couple. Anyway, it's none of his business. He's just using money to do things.
"Okay." Qu Mingcong agreed readily.
Mrs. Ding said: "I am in poor health and my brain works slowly. When I encounter a problem, I always have to think about it for a long time before I can think it through. If you want to ask about Nana, you can leave the question on the paper and I will send it to you by email."
reply."
"Okay, thank you." Qu Mingcong simply replied, without staying in the room for too long, turned around and left.
Although he didn't stay in the room for long, it was still longer than the others, so as soon as he came out, Mei Chao and others asked him what he had talked about.
"Let me check the fingerprints and tell her the results." Qu Mingcong did not hide anything.
"Mrs. Ding is quite concerned about the progress of our investigation." Mei Chao shook the white paper in his hand and asked the maid, "Where should we write?"
"You can use Mr. Ding's study." The maid walked a few steps to the other side of the corridor, opened a door, and invited them in.
Compared with the bedroom, the study room is only bigger than the bedroom. In addition to the magnificent books on the wall, there are two long tables, one large and one small. On the small long table, there is a big cat sleeping.
Qu Mingcong thought it was a dog at first because it was so big.
He has looked for so many cats, but he has never seen such a big one. He probably has the blood of a Maine Coon cat.
When the cat noticed someone walking into the study, the tips of its ears twitched twice, raised its head and looked over, then lazily got up, jumped to the window, and then jumped down along the window sill.
"Wow, if you jump like that, you won't fall to death, right?" Mei Chao went to the window and took a look, but he couldn't find the cat anymore.
Qu Mingcong also walked over and took a look. He had experience with this kind of thing. He pointed at the pipes and air conditioner outside and said, "Follow this and you can jump down."
Mei Chao Chao also knew how flexible felines were, but she still exclaimed exaggeratedly: "It's amazing."
Cao Xiuwen and Pan Fang on the other side were not interested in cats, so they found pens and wrote down their own questions on paper.
After all four people had finished writing, they compared it with each other, crossed out duplicate questions, and then handed a few pieces of paper to the maid.
This trip to the Ding family is over.
The assistant drove them back to the museum.
Mei Chao was thinking about going to Linlan County with Qu Mingcong next week, and made an appointment with Qu Mingcong on the departure time in the car. He was very enthusiastic. After making an appointment with Qu Mingcong, he asked Cao Xiuwen and Pan Fang if they were interested in joining.
Cao Xiuwen smiled and waved his hand, "I have an appointment with my former colleagues next week. I heard that the celebrity prosecutor who turned into a vegetative state woke up. We want to dig up the news."
"I'm not going either." Pan Fang smiled casually, "Anyway, I still stick to my opinion. The whole thing was an accident, but I still wish you good luck in your investigation."
"Then let's get together next Saturday," Mei Chao said with a smile.
They all know very well that the chance of getting a bonus of 1 million is very slim, but the guaranteed labor fee is still tens of thousands of dollars. In any case, it is worth paying for one week. As for whether to join in the next week, it doesn't seem to matter.
necessary.
While several people were talking, the car drove to an intersection. Pan Fang immediately said to his assistant: "Stop on the side of the road. This is close to my home. I'll get off the car here."
Mei Chao said quickly: "Then let me get off too. There happens to be a subway here. I'll take the subway back."
He remembered that Qu Mingcong's office was not far from his home, so he turned and asked Qu Mingcong: "Get off the car together?"
Qu Mingcong thought for a while, "No, I just want to go to the museum again."
I'm sorry, I stopped updating because I've been ill these past few days. This disease has troubled me for many years, and it has never been cured. Every time I get sick, it's very painful. The disease is called Brain Cell Drive Insufficiency Syndrome, abbreviated as: Lazy Disease.T_T
