kvmb Chapter 351 It’s Him!!!
Chapter 351 It’s Him!!!
The two looked in the direction the detective was going up the stairs, and then they saw a tall and slender figure walking at the end with big strides, and smoke drifted around him as he walked.
As if noticing their gazes, Fu Ruoshi turned around and mouthed three words to them:
"Ruined."
Xu Guangcai and Zhao Xiaoning looked at each other blankly, despair surging in their hearts.
The corridor was dark and dilapidated. Fu Ruoshi followed the criminal police upstairs. Seeing that the room with lights was on the roof, he felt a little anxious.
“Wang Chong!!!”
He raised his head and shouted, his clear voice echoing in the corridor.
Three seconds later.
"Mr. Fu!!! Is that you!!!"
After hearing Wang Chong's powerful voice, Fu Ruoshi felt relieved.
At this moment, his nerves were completely relaxed.
From being stabbed several times to now, he has been holding on with injuries for so long that his heart and strength have been completely pushed to the limit.
Fu Ruoshi felt completely exhausted, let go of the stairs and fell backwards, and was caught by the criminal police who was following behind him.
"Mr. Fu!"
......
The gloomy night gradually faded away.
The sunlight penetrates the light gray clouds, and spots of light shine on the ground.
The first thing Wen Zhixia did after waking up was to see if Fu Ruoshi had sent her a message.
The last message he sent her last night was: [I have urgent matters to attend to and need to return to Jincheng. I won’t be going to Bin City for now.]
Wen Zhixia's last reply to him was at 2:30 in the morning: [Is it resolved?]
Until now, Fu Ruoshi has not responded.
After the divorce, he basically replied to my messages within seconds. How could he dare not reply for such a long time?
Wen Zhixia was a little worried.
The fact that he has been able to endure the injury and not collapse until now is already a gifted talent, but no matter how long he can endure, he is still a flesh and blood body, and there will always be times when he is overdrawn.
She had no choice but to call Liu Zhen.
"Madam, good morning." Liu Zhen's voice was also very tired. "Mr. Fu hasn't woken up yet, so I didn't reply to your message."
"Not awake?" Wen Zhixia asked nervously, "What happened to him? Is he okay? Where are you now?"
"Don't worry, ma'am," Liu Zhen said briefly. "Boss Fu is just a little overworked. He's at the villa right now. I'll pass on a message for you when he wakes up. He should be awake soon, and when he wakes up, he'll tell you the whole story."
Wen Zhixia glanced at the clock: six forty-five.
I slept for fifteen minutes longer today. It seems I am really tired.
"Okay, let him sleep then," Wen Zhixia said, "I'll be in the outpatient clinic this morning. I'll contact you if I'm free this afternoon."
After I finished washing up, the doorbell rang from outside.
Qingqing's voice rang out from outside, "Sister! Are you up?"
Yesterday, Wen Zhixia went to her house to deliver some medicine. Before leaving, Qingqing made an appointment with her to take her to a delicious breakfast restaurant to eat sesame cakes.
"I'm here." Wen Zhixia opened the door and smiled at Qingqing. "Why don't you stay home and sleep a little longer so early? Aren't you still on winter vacation?"
"Why sleep? What a waste of time," Qingqing said cheerfully. "My mom is going to set up a stall at the antique market at 9:30. I'm going with her to earn some extra cash."
"Are you going out even in such a cold weather?" Wen Zhixia followed her out and said as they went downstairs, "Her burns will take a week to heal, so she can't catch a cold recently."
"Well, that's why I'm accompanying her. I can get what she can't," Qingqing said as she took out a thermos from her bag. "Here, this is the soy milk my mom made. She asked me to bring it to you."
Wen Zhixia happily took it and said, "Thank you, Auntie, for me. Don't bother me next time."
I went to the roadside, hailed a taxi, and headed towards the breakfast shop.
The sun is shining brightly today and many people come to have breakfast.
This shop is famous throughout the city for its sugar-coated sesame cakes. It is open from 5:30 to 7:30 every day. If you are late, they will be sold out. They are in great demand.
The store was bustling with activity and there was already a long queue outside.
"Sister, wait for me here," Qingqing said to Wen Zhixia, "I'll go get in line. You can drink some soy milk to warm up first."
Wen Zhixia pointed to the flowerbed by the roadside and said, "I'll wait for you there."
She walked to the flower bed with the thermos in her arms, sat down, and took the lid to pour a pot.
I was drinking and looking at my phone when I saw a WeChat message from Fan Xiaolin:
[Bao, Wang Aimin committed suicide! ]
Wang Aimin?
Wen Zhixia was stunned.
Isn’t this Secretary Wang who has a good relationship with the Xu and Zhao families?
She had also heard Fu Ruoshi say before: This man relied on his position as the municipal party secretary to embezzle hundreds of millions of public funds, and used all the money to speculate in real estate in North America and Southern Europe. He was usually very low-key, and the house he lived in was extremely simple. Outsiders could not see his true face at all.
She asked Fan Xiaolin: [Did he commit suicide out of fear of punishment? When did it happen?]
[Not sure yet, the news is blocked now. I guess you might want to know, I'll go and find out soon.]
This person died so suddenly.
Wen Zhixia intuitively felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
But he was just a useless official, so let him die.
She is now very calm no matter what incomprehensible things she encounters.
Continue to drink soy milk.
Qingqing came over with four steaming hot pancakes and sat next to Wen Zhixia. "Here, one sweet and one salty. Is the soy milk good?"
Wen Zhixia happily took it and said, "It's so big! The soy milk is delicious, you should try some too."
The two of them sat on the roadside in a rare leisure time and finished their sesame cakes and soy milk.
"Let me call a taxi for you," Wen Zhixia said to Qingqing, "The hospital is not far away, I can walk there."
Qingqing had already mounted her electric scooter. "Don't bother. I can just ride over there."
Wen Zhixia followed her and said, "I'll cross the street with you."
The two walked to the intersection, one in front and one behind.
"Sister, look at that guy running a red light," Qingqing said casually, "Is he drunk?"
Wen Zhixia looked in the direction she said, and saw a man in black clothes and a hat walking hurriedly towards the road without even looking at the traffic lights.
He seemed not to be looking at the road. Wen Zhixia was afraid that he would bump into her, so she subconsciously moved aside.
However, just as he passed by her, Wen Zhixia suddenly smelled the smell of rust.
She got goosebumps all over her body!
This is the taste of blood.
She lowered her eyes in a daze and subconsciously looked at the man's face.
His face was pale, his eyes were cold, and his eyebrows were sparse and almost invisible.
Wen Zhixia's heartbeat seemed to stop in an instant.
Kuang Ah Si.
It was him, that look, that eyebrow, there was no way she could have remembered it wrong.
He is the murderer who killed reporter Wan Feng and the main suspect in the new coal mine disaster.
This means that he may have clues about his parents' death.
This opportunity must not be missed.
Otherwise, he might never be found again.
"Sister? Sister?" Qingqing regained her consciousness. "What's wrong with you? Did you lose something?"
Wen Zhixia came back to her senses.
"It's not lost." She stared at Kuang Asi, watching him walk through the crowd in front of the pancake shop and head towards the convenience store nearby.
Wen Zhixia immediately said to Qingqing, "I have something very important to do. Can you help me buy something?"