Chapter 887: She Doesn't Know It
He took out his mobile phone and called Song Zhiyue: "Where are you?" ”
As soon as the phone was connected, he said this, and Song Zhiyue blinked strangely: "On the way back." ”
Feng Chen frowned imperceptibly: "How did you get a taxi?" ”
She didn't bring an umbrella and would definitely have to go to the side of the road by taxi, so he guessed she was drenched in the rain.
"Senior Lu came to pick up Shengsheng, and I took Shengsheng's car."
Feng Chen didn't speak.
Song Zhiyue asked, "Have you gotten off work?" ”
Feng Chen looked at the rain curtain outside the window and said silently: "Not yet." ”
"But how did I hear the horn of the car?"
"You heard me wrong, I'm still busy, hang up." With that, he cut off the phone.
***
Song Zhiyue took the phone off his ear, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.
She had faintly heard the honking of a car just now.
"What's wrong?" Su Wansheng asked.
She shook her head, said "it's okay," and put her phone back in her bag.
Lu Zhenming and Su Wansheng sent her outside the community, but the car was not registered, so she couldn't drive in.
Song Zhiyue got out of the car, Lu Zhenming gave her the umbrella, and she carried the umbrella into the community.
As she was about to reach the door, a car slowly drove in front of her.
She turned her head to see that it was a dusty car, and she followed him into the garage.
Feng Chen got out of the car, and she said, "Didn't you say that you haven't gotten off work yet?" Why did you come back so early? ”
"I was getting ready to leave work at that time." The road that does not change the color of the dust seal.
Song Zhiyue let out an "oh".
Feng Chen took the umbrella from her hand, and the two of them held an umbrella together and walked to the door.
Entering the living room, I sealed the dust and collected the umbrella, and took it to the balcony to put it.
Returning to the living room from the balcony, seeing Song Zhiyue preparing to enter the kitchen, he said, "I'll cook, you go take a hot bath." ”
Song Zhiyue, who had already walked to the door of the kitchen, heard his words, stopped and looked at him: "I didn't get rained again." ”
Feng Chen twisted his eyebrows: "Obedient." ”
Although his tone was not gentle or spoiled, these two words made Song Zhiyue smile crookedly.
She smiled and said, "Are you afraid that my cold will be more serious?" ”
Feng Chen's cold face was still unfazed: "Go quickly." ”
"Okay, I'll go." Seeing that he didn't deny it, Song Zhiyue happily went upstairs.
***
Shan Jingjing's arrest was published in the newspaper the next day.
She killed Zhao Dong, kidnapped Su Wansheng, and infiltrated the hospital to commit murder, and was sentenced to at least 20 years.
But she has a problem with delicacy and is a mentally abnormal patient, so she was only sentenced to ten years.
On the afternoon of Shan Jingjing's third day in prison, Tang Mo knocked on the door of the president's office.
"Mr. Lu, I have already met Shan Jingjing, she said that she didn't know Shi Hui, and she didn't see her during the escape."
Lu Zhenming, who was signing the paper, put down the documents in his hand, and his expression was silent and cold.
After a while, he said, "Did you show her Shi Hui's photo?" ”
Tang Mo stood in front of his desk and reported at a glance: "I showed her, she insisted that she didn't know it." ”
Lu Zhenming's fingers lightly clasped the desktop: "Is there monitoring where the unit lives?" ”
"No, it's all old-fashioned old houses, and even the nearby roads are not monitored, let alone the neighborhood where they live. But I heard from the neighbors of the unit that there was indeed a fashionably dressed woman who appeared with them at one point. ”
Lu Zhenming narrowed his deep eyes, so to speak, the unit was not lying.
"You go to the unit to ask what day that woman went to find Shan Jingjing, and then check Shi Hui's whereabouts that day."