"Yancheng, it is impossible to forge fingerprints. There are no identical fingerprints in this world. This is the answer given by the machine. Brother Xingzhou is still alive and in the capital. But for some reason, he did not interact with him.
You recognize me."
Fu Yancheng's breathing became faster again, and he heard Xie Feng say with suppressed excitement: "I'm coming to see you now. We can discuss the details after meeting."
Fu Yancheng sat in the office without moving, waiting for Xie Feng.
Xie Feng came quickly and brought the test report, "Now we just need to investigate the route of this notebook over the past three days."
Fu Yancheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little complicated for a moment.
"Xie Feng, don't tell anyone else about this yet."
He was worried that his joy would be in vain.
Moreover, even if Fu Xingzhou is still alive, he has not recognized them for six years, either because he cannot recognize them, or because something happened to him.
In short, the situation here is very complicated.
Xie Feng nodded and signaled Fu Yancheng to call Xiao Chuqing and ask Xiao Chuqing to come out and talk.
Xiao Chuqing didn't sleep all night, and she felt very lack of energy.
Now that she received Fu Yancheng's call, she felt as if she was going to the execution ground.
When she arrived at the meeting place, she actually saw Xie Feng.
He trembled all over and sat down with a pale face.
There was no expression on Fu Yancheng's face, he just asked her.
"Have you always had this notebook?"
Xiao Chuqing nodded, her hands under the table were already clenched tightly, as if she wanted to take away a piece of her flesh.
"Are you at Xiao's house?"
"Yes, I asked my bodyguard to bring it to you yesterday."
"Which bodyguard is it?"
Xiao Chuqing also called her bodyguard over.
Fu Yancheng asked the bodyguard again, "Did you meet anyone on the way to deliver the notebook?"
The bodyguard shook his head.
Fu Yancheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "It's okay, you can go first."
Xiao Chuqing was a little surprised to see him not pursuing her.
But she didn't dare to ask any more questions for fear of revealing her secret, so she left quickly.
Fu Yancheng and Xie Feng sat there. Because Fu Xingzhou's matter was of great importance, neither of them revealed anything to Xiao Chuqing.
"Xie Feng, you have heard about what happened to the Xiao family recently. If the fingerprints on the notebook that Chu Qing gave me came from three days ago, could it be that my brother showed up this time to save her? She was so afraid just now
I believe it is probably clear that there is no way my brother’s fingerprints are on that notebook.”
Because one party has passed away and there are many mysteries left behind, it is difficult for them to guess at the moment.
"Ms. Xiao's notebook has been kept at her home. In other words, someone stole the notebook from her home, but found nothing useful. In order not to alert the snake, it was sent back? But the logic does not make sense. If
Brother Xingzhou knows that this is the notebook he sent out, doesn’t he know best whether there is anything in it?”
Xie Feng couldn't explain clearly for a moment and stood up.
"I will ask people to investigate secretly. As long as he is alive and still in the imperial capital, he will definitely be found."
Fu Yancheng looked outside and said in a calm tone, "I will also ask someone to check."
After returning to the hotel, Fu Yancheng processed the files for a while and couldn't help but open the chat interface with Sheng Mian.
A huge exclamation point is displayed on the interface, indicating that he has been deleted as a friend.
My mobile phone number has also been blocked.
She actually had nothing to say about his investment in Hengfa.
He couldn't help but touch his mouth. After being bitten that day, he was still in pain. To this day, he can't eat anything and can only drink a little liquid food.
But the feeling of mingling with her blood and saliva was like a thin wire, tightly wrapped around her heart.
It was numb and had a bit of tolerable itching pain.
Then he, who rarely opens his Moments, opened his own Moments and saw a photo of Lin Jing and Sheng Mian at a glance.
Lin Jing's circle of friends contains some of the most common contents of the rich second generation, including luxury cars, beauties, and feasting.
After he sent the accompanying pictures, he also sent the copy.
——Meet a friend by chance.
Sheng Mian was still a little confused when she was pulled to take pictures. After all, she was here to discuss business today.
S.M is still very small, and no director is willing to work with her yet, and it is impossible for her to let herself be immersed in the grief of losing her father.
She had to develop the company quickly so that she would have enough financial resources to support the things she would face in the future.
At least until Sheng Zhong's last wish was fulfilled, those poems and the distance really had nothing to do with her.
What she wants to meet today is a new director who is well-known in China. She heard that he has a bloody script that is looking for investors.
Sometimes we cannot underestimate these ridiculous TV series. Every TV series produced has its own fixed audience.
This kind of eight-o'clock stuff is generally aimed at the sinking market, and it's quite profitable.
Sheng Mian knew that the director was going to have dinner at this bar tonight, so she came over. She could still spend 100 million, plus a little bit of the Sheng family's assets, enough to invest in two TV series.
But this also means that her vision must not be wrong, otherwise once all the cash is used up, life will be difficult.
She didn't even have time to think about divorcing Fu Yancheng. Anyway, there were only a few days left.
Here, Fu Yancheng sent a message to Lin Jing.
【address?】
Lin Jing was still drinking with his friends. When he saw this news, he was still a little unbelievable.
My cousin took the initiative to contact him?!
He rubbed his eyes, and suddenly thought of that circle of friends, and felt even more horrified.
