After the servants dragged Zhou Xingxing away, Judy Tang leaned on Liao Wenjie's shoulder, found a comfortable position, squinted her eyes and began to take a nap.
The house is big but empty, there is a lot of money, but it is cold and heartless. Only this shoulder can find a trace of warmth.
"Ajie, Erwuzi is your good friend, why do you want to punish him?"
"got used to."
Liao Wenjie changed his position and tried to let Judy Tang lean against him as comfortably as possible: "When the ice pick comes, I will tease him. Do you want to come with me?"
"Not interested in."
"No way, if you think about it again, he is Amin's boyfriend."
"No, I'm very tired and just want to sleep."
Tang Zhudi was not in high spirits, so Liao Wenjie had no choice but to give up and took out his mobile phone to call Cheng Wenjing and ask her to rush to the villa in Mid-Levels Mountain as soon as possible.
On the phone, Cheng Wenjing was ecstatic, thinking of something happy and laughing non-stop.
"Crazy, why is she even showing off!"
"Young lady, the ice cubes and ice picks you asked for are here."
When Liao Wenjie didn't understand why, the housekeeper walked into the house carrying an ice bucket.
"Leave it alone, your young mistress has gone to bed. Assistant Cheng from the company will come over later. You can bring her directly here."
Liao Wenjie whispered something, and Tang Judy looked exhausted all the time. She fell asleep after lying down for a while.
"Understood."
Housekeeper Zejuan stopped talking, bowed and exited the door, closing the door tightly.
She could guess a rough idea of the games played by Judy Tang, Wang Wanwan and Liao Wenjie before. But this time, she was not perverted enough, so she really couldn't figure out how to play the game.
Also, has she met Judy Tang’s assistant? Didn’t she expect to compete in the third round? The life of the rich is really wild.
…
More than half an hour later, Cheng Wenjing hurried over and the housekeeper took her to the room. When she saw Liao Wenjie sleeping with Judy Tang in his arms, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth with laughter.
Seeing it, she saw a beautiful picture of herself hugging her from left to right.
"Wen Jing? Why are you smiling like a fool?"
Liao Wenjie gently put down Tang Zhudi and pulled Cheng Wenjing aside, with a sad expression on his face: "Sister Zhudi is in a bad mood. You stay here with her tonight, remember? If she wakes up and wants to chat with you, don't do it.
Mr. Wang’s topic.”
"It's such a happy thing, why do you feel bad?"
Cheng Wenjing hesitated for a moment, not thinking about it, and continued to ask: "Also, when did you and Wang Wanwan resolve their differences? Are you so polite to him?"
"Telling you secretly, don't spread the word? Mr. Wang passed away."
Liao Wenjie shook his head slightly, the dead person is the most important? And after Wang Baiwan died, his conscience found that the previous contradiction was not a contradiction, so he went away.
"It's so...oooooooo..."
As soon as Cheng Wenjing opened her mouth, before she could shout out, she was covered by Liao Wenjie, who was already prepared.
"If you have any questions, I'll tell you slowly tomorrow. You stay with Sister Zhudi. If there's anything wrong with her, I'm next door. You can call me."
Liao Wenjie gave a few words of warning, and finally said with a dark face: "Please, be serious! Sister Zhudi's husband is dead, and you can't comfort her if you keep laughing like this."
"I know, I want to cry too, but I just can't." Cheng Wenjing covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes, and every drop was filled with joy.
"Be careful, if you keep laughing like this, I won't help you if you get hurt by Sister Judy." Liao Wenjie shook his head and walked out the door carrying the ice bucket.
"Wait a minute, won't you stay?"
Cheng Wenjing grabbed the corner of Liao Wenjie's clothes and pointed at Judy Tang on the bed: "If you miss this great opportunity, it will be difficult to find it again in the future."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Not to mention that I regard Sister Zhudi as a good brother. I just took advantage of Mr. Wang's body when his body was still cold. What's the difference between me and a beast that bullies a weak woman?"
That's nice to say. You regard Sister Judy as your brother, so why are you dating me?
Cheng Wenjing silently despised it, closed the door and sat next to Tang Zhudi, making some calculations in her mind. Liao Wenjie didn't want to take the initiative, it didn't matter, she could send assists.
"Sister Judy, don't blame sisters for not being human. I also want everyone to be happy together. You like him anyway, don't you?" Seeing the scene of hugging him from left to right again, Cheng Wenjing covered her mouth and snickered, feeling that the winner in life was just around the corner.
Judy Tang frowned slightly in her sleep, as if she had had a nightmare.
…
Snap.
The lights in the bedroom came on, and Liao Wenjie walked in with an ice bucket, closed the door with his backhand, and locked it.
On the big iron bed in the house, Zhou Xingxing was arranged in a large font, with his hands and feet tied tightly to the bed. He was motionless, probably asleep.
"Stop pretending. When I turned on the light, your heartbeat suddenly accelerated. I could hear it clearly from two miles away." Liao Wenjie put the ice bucket beside the bed with a clang, reached out and grabbed a handful of ice cubes and stuffed it in.
Zhou Xingxing collar.
"Hiss, hiss, hurry up, take it out quickly, I'm afraid of the cold the most."
Zhou Xingxing woke up instantly, curled his neck, licked his face and said: "Brother Jie, what a coincidence, it turns out you live here too. You may not believe it, but when I just passed by, a handsome boy suddenly jumped out.
He's exactly the same as me, I didn't beat him, and then he was tied up here."
"Oh, don't you pretend to be Wang Wanwan?"
"Who is Wang Wanwan? Brother Jie, what are you talking about?"
"What you say is not important, what matters is what you do. Look at this, does the scene look familiar?"
Liao Wenjie looked down from a high position, showed a sinister smile that made Zhou Xingxing's hair stand on end, and slowly took out the ice pick from the ice bucket.
"Jie, Brother Jie, it's okay to just joke, but it's too much to continue." Zhou Xingxing was sweating profusely, and the ice on his neck suddenly stopped feeling cold.
"Axing, don't blame me for being ruthless, it's because you know too much."
Liao Wenjie raised the ice pick and said coldly: "But don't worry, we are brothers, I won't make you suffer too much."
"Brother Jie, it's really you."
Zhou Xingxing pursed his lips and sighed: "I have nothing to say, you can do it, but you don't need to take care of Amin anymore. Paper can't stop the fire. Sooner or later, you will be brought to justice."
Yes, this is a normal reaction. Wang Wanwan must be completely confused.
"It's easy to say, I'll send you on your way." Liao Wenjie nodded and stabbed the ice pick with a whoosh.
Zhou Xingxing closed his eyes tightly. After a while, he found that his body didn't hurt at all. He quietly opened his eyes, and Liao Wenjie grabbed a handful of ice cubes and stuffed them into his neck.
"Ouch, take it out quickly, I can't stand it anymore!"
Two minutes later, when the ice cubes were almost used, Liao Wenjie untied the rope and released Zhou Xingxing, who was shivering.
"Brother Jie, something is wrong with you."
Zhou Xingxing shook off the ice water on his body, picked up a quilt and wrapped it around him. In this materialistic society, people are cold and heartless, but this quilt is the only one that is a little warm.
"Why, knowing that I am the murderer, why don't you run away quickly?"
"Actually, I still don't believe it."
Zhou Xingxing chuckled, wrapped in a quilt and came to Liao Wenjie's side: "You must know something, tell me who is the real murderer."
"I don't have a clue who the real murderer is, I just know it's a woman."
Liao Wenjie briefly explained: "As soon as you entered the door today, Sister Zhu Di discovered that it was a fake. Then I came over and saw Wang Baiwan's ghost... The murderer was the horse he caught in the bar... We can rule out Tang Zhu Di's suspicion.
…”
"That's it?"
Zhou Xingxing's eyes widened: "Brother Jie, there is insufficient evidence to rule out Judy Tang's suspicion. It is very possible that she hired someone to kill someone, and..."
"And what?"
And you are also one of the three suspects!
Zhou Xingxing doesn't know what to say. As a police officer, he must enforce the law impartially when investigating a case and cannot involve personal feelings. Even if the undercover identity is exposed, he cannot leak information. This is the basic rule.
"By the way, Axing, besides Sister Zhudi, are there any other suspects?"
"This...I can't remember a bit."
"I'll show you a clear path."
Liao Wenjie put his arm around Zhou Xingxing's shoulders: "As far as I know, Wang Wanwan has a good friend who has been with him since childhood, and his name is that one..."
"Lin Dayue."
"Yes, that's who it is."
Liao Wenjie nodded and continued: "This guy and Wang Wanwan are superficial brothers and have stabbed each other in the back on many occasions. Moreover, he coveted a piece of land owned by Sister Judy in Wan Chai, so he had a great motive for committing the crime."
"There is such a thing..."
Zhou Xingxing narrowed his eyes slightly, Superintendent Li never said anything about this, new information is available.
"Listen to me, I have seen Wang Wanwan's ghost. Tang Zhudi is indeed innocent. Ask your boss to send some people to find out what conflicts Lin Dayue has with Wang Wanwan recently. This may be a breakthrough point.
"
"learn."
Zhou Xingxing nodded. No matter whether Tang Zhudi was a suspect or not, his identity would be exposed and he would not be able to continue the investigation. It would be better to change the target than to go without a head.
"And that woman in the bar. Wang Wanwan loves to spend money when picking up girls. There must have been witnesses in the bar that night. This is also a clue."
"This is already being investigated."
Zhou Xingxing raised his eyebrows: "Brother Jie, please don't spread the truth about my identity. The same goes for Judy Tang. Let her hide it for a while. I plan to meet with Lin Dayue to see how he reacts."
"No problem. I'll tell Sister Judy that you are undercover to catch the real murderer. She will understand."
"..."
Seeing Liao Wenjie's casual words, Zhou Xingxing was envious and jealous. God is so disgusted. Why is He Min neither a rich woman nor obeying his words?
"Brother Jie, why did you give me 10,000 yuan last time?"
"What ten thousand yuan? I don't know what you are talking about."
"Hey, don't leave. Tell me clearly. Is it you who is the rich guy who has been trying to steal me recently?"
…
company, Liao Wenjie is immersed in copywriting.
Because of Wang Wanwan's death, Tang Zhudi was in a state of disbelief these days, so Cheng Wenjing took care of her. Since neither of them had time, he had to take over the shift.
"Dudu! Dududu"
"Hey, who are you looking for?"
"Brother Jie, it's Xingzi. I'm going to run away by boat."
On the other side of the phone, Zhou Xingxing was crying like a child who had been punched. Judging from his posture, he could cry for a long time without giving him candy.
"Have you offended your superiors again?"
"I can't explain it in a few words. Please give Gao Jin, the God of Gamblers, a call. I want to become a disciple. He is the only one who can save me."