He Tong took the two of them to the innermost office upstairs, knocked on the door twice, and received a response from inside. He opened the door and said, "Dad, there are two police officers looking for you."
The office is about thirty square meters, with a row of bookcases taking up the entire wall. In front of the bookcase is a huge desk, the most eye-catching thing on it is a jade cabbage that is larger than a real cabbage, and behind the cabbage is a Mediterranean cabbage.
Hair style head.
"Officer Lu, right? Please come in, please come in!" He Jingshan stood up from behind his desk and greeted warmly.
He walked out from behind the desk and glanced at He Tong out of the corner of his eye.
If I didn't say anything, I really wouldn't know that these two people are father and son.
He Tong is nearly 1.8 meters tall and is on the thin side. Although his facial features are not too outstanding, they are decent. However, his clothes look too avant-garde, which does not match the title of project manager of a real estate company.
His father is different. He has a short figure and is not as tall as his father. His round belly is comparable to that of a pregnant woman who is eight months pregnant. His navy blue suit is open and the white shirt underneath is tightly wrapped around his belly, making people worried.
The buttons will fall off at any time. With a pair of small crescent eyes and a Mediterranean hairstyle, two big words stand out all over the body - greasy.
Lu Wuchuan gently shook his outstretched fat hand and introduced Duanmo to him.
He Tong was pushed aside. After a few people sat down, he whispered: "Dad, my..."
Before he could say anything, He Jingshan interrupted him directly: "Go ahead and talk about it later if you have anything to do."
After receiving the warning look, He Tong swallowed his words and nodded: "You guys chat, I'll get someone to make tea."
He Jingshan waved his hand, and after he went out, he put away the impatience on his face and put on a smile: "I wonder what the two police officers want from me?"
Lu Wuchuan didn't explain the reason for his visit on the phone yesterday, so he didn't ask any more questions. After all, he couldn't stop the police from coming, so he might as well meet in person.
"Mr. He, were you from Yanghu Village before?" Lu Wuchuan asked directly without going around in circles.
"That's right." He Jingshan nodded, then sighed and said regretfully, "It's a pity that it's gone a long time ago. Let me tell you, Yanghu Village is a good place. It used to be the village closest to the city.
If it is still there, it would be great to invest in developing a tourism project or something, which would not only make it convenient for people in the city to visit, but also solve the employment problems in the surrounding areas."
There was a light knock at the door, and the secretary came in with a tray on eight-centimeter high heels, poured tea, and left.
Lu Wuchuan pushed a photo in front of He Jingshan: "Mr. He, do you know the people here? They were all employees of Tongda Transportation Company."
The photo was exactly the one taken back from Hua Chunying’s daughter’s house.
Hearing Tongda Transportation Company, He Jingshan's eyes flashed and quickly returned to normal. He picked up the photo, looked at it, and put it back on the coffee table.
"This Tongda Transportation Company is a big concern of my dad." He sighed. "He has done nothing else in his life. He is devoted to the construction of Yanghu Village. That year, under the call of the city, this company was established.
The company originally planned to lead the villagers to get rich, but who would have thought that because the conditions were not up to standard, the company was barely able to open for less than two years."
He Jingshan did not answer the question, but instead brought the topic to Tongda Transportation Company, which was quite unexpected.
But Lu Wuchuan and Duanmo did not interrupt him and listened carefully to his next words.
"You don't know. The higher-ups ordered me to suspend business activities within a time limit. My dad was very worried and was very upset. The company can't continue to operate. The wages of employees and the funds raised by villagers are all problems.
We can only deal with those cars quickly."
With another long sigh, He Jingshan looked at the faces of the two and continued: "The car was originally a second-hand car. It was driven for two years and lost a lot of value after depreciation. My dad took out all the family savings.
He also borrowed from all the relatives and friends who could borrow money, and finally managed to close the big hole of raised funds and wages. After that, the old man fell seriously ill, and the root of the disease was revealed, and he passed away within a few years.
"
At this point, he pressed the corners of his eyes with his fat fingers and said in a choked voice: "If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have left so early. Alas...he has only worried about Yanghu Village in his whole life.
I haven’t enjoyed a single day of happiness.”
Faced with his slightly exaggerated performance, Lu Wuchuan and Duan Tian remained silent and just looked at him quietly.
He Jingshan wiped his face and smiled sarcastically: "Look at me, I can't control my emotions when my dad is mentioned. Come, drink tea, drink tea."
Lu Wuchuan ignored his offer of tea and asked the previous question again.
He Jingshan picked up the photo again, frowned and said, "It's been so many years and I still can't remember it clearly. Let me think about it. The one in the middle is my dad, and the one next to me is me..."
Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, Lu Wuchuan reminded him: "Isn't He Jun a relative of yours? Don't you remember him?"
"We are said to be relatives, but in fact we are quite far apart. His surname was not He originally. My second father had no children, so he adopted one from his sister-in-law's house. Well, he is He Jun's father. Strictly speaking, we are not related by blood.
It’s just that my grandfather and his second grandfather’s families are close, and my father is a nostalgic person and always regards their family as relatives. When it comes to our generation, we are not so close. Especially when the old man is gone, we
I haven’t had much contact.”
He Jingshan chattered a lot, pointed at He Jun in the photo and said, "This is him. Oh, come to think of it, we haven't seen each other in more than ten years."
He seemed to have thought of something and asked: "Officer Lu, please ask He Jun. Didn't something happen to him?"
"Do you think something might happen to him?" Lu Wuchuan asked.
"I didn't know. Didn't I just say that we haven't seen each other for more than ten years." He Jingshan recalled it and said, "The last time we met was probably at my dad's funeral. I was so busy nagging at the time that I didn't
We have time to sit down and chat. We haven’t contacted him since then. Officer, what happened to him?"
"Do you know about the murder case in Jinxiuyuan Community? The media has reported it." Lu Wuchuan said.
"Ah!" He Jingshan exclaimed and shook his head in disbelief, "Impossible, how old is he? How could he kill someone! Officer Lu, you must be mistaken. He Jun cannot be said to have
It's great, but it's not like you would do something like this. You made a mistake, you made a mistake..."
"Who said he was the murderer?" Lu Wuchuan said without letting him continue, "He Jun was one of the victims in the serial murder case in Jinxiuyuan Community."