Shen Ke pointed directly at him: "My mother still has humanity, so she got off the car and came back to pay for all her sins. But my father, I told myself, he was already dead, he was hit and killed .I don’t have a father anymore!”
Except for Tong Jiansheng's violent breathing, there was no other sound in the restaurant. He gasped and began to twitch, and Tong Leyan screamed and supported him: "Dad!"
Shen Ke felt infinite disgust and hatred, and said sarcastically: "It turns out that a murderer gave birth to such a filial son. You are so lucky! I curse you, and you will definitely get retribution!"
Tong Leyan yelled wildly: "Shen - Ke!"
Shen Ke turned around and left, saying coldly: "You don't deserve to call me my name!"
*
After Xi Xiangdong sent Shen Ke off, he sent a text message to Bureau Zheng.
Then drove to the place agreed with Rao Qiyun.
Halfway through the call, his phone vibrated. When he saw it, it was an unfamiliar number. When he picked up the call, it was Bureau Zheng's voice.
He asked right away: "Didn't I say yesterday that Mo Xiaoxiao had been quarantined? How could it fall into Rao Qiyun's hands again?"
Director Zheng was silent for a while: "This time it was my people who failed."
Xi Xiangdong felt a tightness in his chest. He never expected that Rao Qiyun could be so big and calmly take care of a life.
"What I'm worried about now is that he has noticed something." He didn't even tell Shen Ke about Mo Xiaoxiao's matter. From Rao Qiyun's tone, he seemed to have figured it out.
Director Zheng sighed: "So we need to be more careful when communicating in the future. Try not to meet each other in the future. Don't use your number anymore. I will have someone else prepare a space card for you."
Xi Xiangdong was noncommittal. He had several mobile phones, and the number he used to contact Bureau Zheng was also one of his private numbers.
Director Zheng thought he was worried about safety issues, and then said: "We have arranged an informant for Rao Qiyun. If there is any movement, we will notify him as soon as possible. Don't worry, we will put your personal safety first. Considered.”
When Xi Xiangdong heard this, he frowned slightly: "Who else?"
"It's related to the informant's safety and confidentiality, so I can't tell you for now. When I need to contact you in the future, I will tell you how to contact you."
Xi Xiangdong shook his head, hung up the phone, and deleted the call history.
Asen greeted him at the door: "Mr. Xi."
Xi Xiangdong got off the car, followed him in, and asked casually: "Master Rao, have you been very free recently?"
Asen's tone was very relaxed: "I don't know what Mr. Xi is asking about. There are people in the company taking care of it. You really don't have to worry about it. As for life..."
Halfway through Asen's words, Xi Xiangdong saw the box door in front of him being kicked open, and a woman walked out barefoot with high heels in hand.
He always had a good memory and immediately recognized the woman as Su Yanliang, who had just been discharged from the hospital.
Ah Sen said awkwardly: "Mr. Xi, I'm sorry for making you laugh."
Xi Xiangdong waved his hands quickly.
When we entered the private room, we were filled with the acrid smell of cigarette smoke. In fact, Rao Qiyun was the only one with two bodyguards standing behind him, but the ashtray was full of cigarette ashes.
What's even more funny is that there is an inconspicuous fingerprint on Rao Qiyun's white cheek. The slender fingers are obviously inked by a woman.
Several bodyguards were watching their noses and hearts, not daring to say a word. Xi Xiangdong naturally did not try to tease the tiger's beard. He touched his nose and sat down and said, "Young Master Rao, are you here so early?"