Zhao Qiqing finally followed the police back for investigation. During the investigation, she was supervised by the police station and could not come out. No one was allowed to visit.

Fu Xi was deeply worried, and called the assistant Wei, who was responsible for the secret investigation.

"What's going on?" Fu xishen said angrily.

Assistant Wei bowed his head in a cold sweat and explained: "sorry, Mr. Fu, our people also found that the information of the remitter was Mr. Zhao, and when they caught up with those people, they insisted that Mr. Zhao ordered them to drive into Mrs. an."

"Is there any doubt?" Fu xishen's expression was dim.

Assistant Wei mused: "when the people at the police station took those people away, although they insisted that it was general manager Zhao, they hesitated about the details, but they insisted that they drank too much wine that day and couldn't remember clearly."

"You mean they were instigated to frame president Zhao?" Fu Xi's deep eyes turned and asked, "what else did they say?"

"They said that president Zhao contacted them with a public phone the night before the accident to kill Mrs. an, and promised them a huge sum of money afterwards." Assistant Wei recalled the details.

"What's the matter with the remittance account?" Fu xishen said.

"We checked. The information is from president Zhao, but the account was not opened in person, but made an appointment through the VIP channel of the private bank three months ago."

After hearing this, Fu xishen frowned and locked. He knew that this account was definitely not opened by Zhao Qiqing.

But now there are no clues. I don't know how to find out the accuser.

Assistant Wei seemed to think of something and hurriedly said:

"Mr. Fu, the phone calls of general banks are recorded. Although the recordings have been automatically cleared in the past three months, we can contact the bank headquarters to obtain all the data."

"Go to the bank immediately to check all the information of the remittance account. Don't let go of any clues." Fu xishen asked.

"Yes." Assistant Wei nodded and was about to leave. He turned his head and looked at Fu xishen. Did he think:

"Mr. Fu, Mrs. an woke up and told you to go to the hospital now."

In the police station.

Zhao Qiqing looked blankly as she faced the empty and cold interrogation room.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Zhao. Just cooperate and answer our questions."

Lu Yunxiao is in charge of the trial. He has just been dispatched here. Because he is modest, he is very popular.

Lu Yunxiao's gentle tone made Zhao Qiqing gradually relax. She raised her eyes and said calmly: "what's the problem, please."

"Where were you the night before the incident?" Lu Yunxiao took a pen to record as he asked.

"An affiliated hotel next to the hot spring club." Zhao Qiqing recalled.

"Have you been there all night? Can anyone testify?"

"Yes, I was with Fu xishen at eight o'clock that night. After more than ten o'clock in the evening, he and I went back to our rooms to have a rest."

"That is to say, you are alone in the hotel in the middle of the night and have no ID card?"

Zhao Qiqing nodded. Hesitantly, she thought of something and asked, "you can check the monitoring of the hotel. It should prove that I haven't been out."

"We have investigated. The hotel conducted security test and monitoring maintenance that day, so there was no monitoring record all day, so we can't prove it for you." Lu Yunxiao explained.

"In other words, no one can prove my innocence now? Will I be convicted for this?" Zhao Qiqing looked at the police officer in front of her incredulously.

Lu Yunxiao nodded and said, "if there is no other evidence to prove that you have never called the prisoner, you can say so."

The light in Zhao Qiqing's eyes gradually darkened.

"But please trust us. We will investigate the truth." Lu Yunxiao's case handling business was refined and comforted.

"Thank you." Zhao Qiqing forced a smile and tried to maintain a calm expression.

"So you need to be examined at the police station in the next few days." Lu Yunxiao closed the record and said to Zhao Qiqing.

In the hospital.

Mrs. an, who had been rescued, lay weakly in bed and looked deeply at Fu xishen.

Anlin sat in front of the hospital bed with a sad face and kept sighing.

"Mom, the doctor said that you must immediately transfer to a city for further examination, otherwise the condition will easily deteriorate." Anning stayed by Mrs. an's side and kept persuading.

Just now, the doctor found that Mrs. an's lung minister had a tumor that oppressed the blood vessels and was accompanied by a worsening trend.

She must be transferred to hospital as soon as possible for biopsy and pathological examination to judge whether it is malignant, or remove this hidden danger in time.

But Mrs. an was very stubborn. She stared at Fu xishen and said word by word: "I want to see you get married before I go to surgery."

On the operating table, she had to plan for her only daughter.

"No! How can you make fun of your body?" Anlin spoke and stopped Mrs. an's words.

"If peace doesn't get what I want, I won't close my eyes even if I die!" Mrs Ann said and coughed violently again.

Anlin couldn't bear it and sighed helplessly.

And Anning was deeply moved. She got up and begged Fu xishen. Her face was bleak and her words were sad

"Brother xishen, I beg you. Just promise for my mother. I don't want to lose her."

Fu xishen stood there with his eyebrows locked and his face gray.

Anlin staggered to his feet and said to Fu xishen, "let me put down my face and beg you."

Anning looked at his father in surprise. However, in two days, he suddenly seemed to be a teenager, and a lot of white hair had grown on his temples.

"Xishen, I may have been a little tough before, but please forgive me for my wife's sake."

"After all, you and I are family friends. It's a joke to turn against each other for some quarrels. At present, her mother is in danger. Please promise this. I'll give you another 10% of the shares of the company and ask you to save your aunt."

With that, Anlin will bow to Fu xishen.

Facing the moment, Fu xishen, who was originally cold and hard hearted, had to ease the atmosphere first. He stopped Anlin from bowing and said in a deep tone:

"Uncle, it's important to treat the disease first."

"Do you agree or not?" Anlin pressed step by step.

Fu xishen looked at the thin Mrs. an on the hospital bed and thought of Zhao Qiqing in the police station. He squeezed out a word from his mouth like a lump in his throat, "OK."

Anning was stunned when she heard Fu xishen's answer. She couldn't believe that she could finally marry him!

"Brother xishen, is this true? Are you really not going back?" Anning rushed forward excitedly and asked again and again.

Fu xishen could not see any fluctuation on his face, and his tone was as cold as ever, "I won't go back."

"Great! Brother xishen, thank you!" Annie shouted with joy.

"You should thank your parents." Fu xishen didn't even look at her. He left without this sentence.

Anning looked at Fu xishen's leaving figure and was secretly proud that she could finally get what she had been looking forward to for many years.