kvmb Is Chapter 222 a detective?
Is Chapter 222 a detective?
The man who entered was a middle-aged man dressed in a suit and tie. He was much younger and more handsome than Han's father.
He strode to the computer desk, tucked his phone to his ear with his shoulder, and began flipping through the documents on the desk: "Don't rush me, don't rush me, I'm looking for it for you right now."
Hiding behind the leather sofa, Lu He took out the universal phone he had redeemed with points and eavesdropped on the two people's phone call.
It was the stepmother's voice on the other end: "Lin Zhao suddenly blocked me, what's going on?"
“I told you not to rush,” the uncle said in a coaxing tone. “I told you long ago that Lin Zhao is unreliable. She’s obsessed with Lin Yingxin. Xiuru, if you had listened to me earlier, you wouldn’t still be unable to take over that old man’s fortune.”
Family fortune? Lu He was shocked. Zhang Xiuru was indeed after the family fortune.
"Don't make sarcastic remarks. If you don't think about me, you should at least think about your son!" Zhang Xiuru was clearly unhappy.
Son? What does that mean?
Lu He continued listening.
"Yes, yes, don't get angry. It wouldn't be good if you hurt our son. You need to take good care of yourself during pregnancy." The uncle continued to coax her with a good-natured smile.
What? These two are lovers? This older man is probably the detective, right? So, this locked room is where they often meet in secret?
Lu He's eyes drifted to a double bed in the corner of the space.
No wonder there's a big bed here.
Judging from their conversation, Zhang Xiuru is probably pregnant with the detective's child.
"The old man isn't home right now, come on up! Let's talk in detail!" Zhang Xiuru extended an invitation: "Bring all the documents with you!"
"Are you that bold? Aren't you afraid the old man will suddenly come back?" Although the uncle said this, he didn't stop organizing the documents. It seemed he was preparing to go upstairs.
“He respects me a lot and never goes into this room. The servants are also forbidden from entering this room,” Zhang Xiuru said proudly. “Luckily, I had the foresight to establish myself as a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder about a long time ago.”
"Yes, yes, yes, my woman gets half her intelligence from me, hahahahahahaha."
Lu He, hiding behind the sofa, shook her head as she listened. What kind of fatherly talk was that...?
Quietly wait for the detective uncle to finish collecting the documents and lie down in the "coffin" elevator.
The moment the cabinet door closed, Lu He rushed to the computer desk and looked through the documents he had taken.
Although she was terrified of being discovered and her heart was in her throat, she forced herself to calm down and flipped through the documents with trembling hands.
Lin Zhao's information was taken away, as were the records of Lin Zhao and Lin Yingxin's daily relationship that we had seen before. However, the information about Lin Yingxin and Han Xi remained in place.
Why didn't you report their relationship to Zhang Xiuru?
Lu He was completely baffled, but his immediate priority was to take pictures of everything he had just seen.
After snapping a few photos, Lu He took pictures of everything, planning to look at them more closely when she got back.
Every minute Lu He stayed in this space filled him with dread.
She ran to the oil painting, felt her way to the doorknob through the crack in the door, and fled without a moment's hesitation.
The passage inside wasn't long; it was a staircase leading upwards, with a security door at the top. However, it could be opened directly from the inside. Lu He opened the door and went out onto a small street facing the street.
Just as the door was about to close, a figure rushed past Lu He, reaching out to block the door from closing.
Before Lu He could even see what was flying past, he was hit on the shoulder by a force and fell backward.
Without veering off to either side, their backs collided head-on with the person, and the two of them were pressed against the door.
"what!"
A scream echoed through the street.
His hand got caught in the door.
Lu He struggled to stand up before turning around to observe the young man who was now grimacing and gesturing with his arms crossed.
Wow, this guy is interesting. Even as he pulled his hand out of the crack in the door, he didn't forget to stick his foot out to block the gap and prevent the door from closing.
"Who are you?" Lu He found it somewhat amusing and spoke in a flippant tone.
"Who are you?!" The other person winced in pain but didn't forget to retort.
"You're quite interesting. You're the one who rushed out and bumped into me, so of course I'm asking you who you are," Lu He said irritably.
"Don't talk nonsense. You're not the owner here. There's an older man here. Where did you come from?" the young man retorted.
"Never mind that. I'm the one who came out from inside. If you want to barge in, you'd better explain yourself first." As clever as Lu He was, she immediately realized that this kid wasn't someone the uncle knew either.
People who can open and exit doors freely don't need to hold onto them so desperately.
Sure enough, the man's face twitched slightly, and his somewhat guilty gaze darted downwards.
"You're here to investigate him, right?" Lu He carefully examined the young man's attire: casual pants, sportswear, and a hooded jacket over which he wore a baseball cap—a standard disguise to avoid cameras.
There was a layer of dust on the inconspicuous hem and back of his clothes, which looked like he had rubbed it off somewhere. From this, it could be inferred that he had been staking out the area for a long time.
Since the uncle had been waiting for so long and opened the door when he returned, the fact that the young man couldn't follow him means he couldn't be seen by the uncle.
In other words, his staking out and tracking, along with his secretive hiding to avoid being discovered, must have been part of an investigation into this older man.
Sure enough, judging from the man's evasive and surprised look, Lu He was right.
Lu He was very generous, extending her hand: "Then we're allies!"
"Are you a detective too?" The man blinked and shook her hand. "I'm a private detective from Half-Guan Detective Agency... My name is Zheng Ming..."
"You're half a tube?" Lu He was taken aback. "Was that uncle one too?"
“He’s not!” Zheng Ming retorted loudly.
"Then how did you send the email to him?" Lu He explained that she had seen the detective agency's email on the computer.
"He's a hacker... no, he's a criminal! A murderer!" That's truly shocking.
Zheng Ming's words startled Lu He.
Murderer, could this be related to Wu Chunfang's identity?