"That's what the news says. Such a big case will certainly attract the attention of the upper level. The possibility of false information is almost zero."

"What does this mean? So Anlin is really not the murderer who indirectly killed my father?"

Fu xishen kept moving in his hands and used public chopsticks to clip a sweet and sour pork chop.

"Not necessarily. It can be said that embezzlement has nothing to do with him."

This time, an Lin's main crime is related to misappropriation of public funds and making false accounts. He said that his acquittal was only aimed at this aspect.

As for whether Zhao Tianyu's death is related to an Lin, it still needs to be re filed for investigation.

So now Anlin is only temporarily innocent.

Zhao Qiqing as like as two peas, "what about the fake accounts of the strong group?" it can't be said that it has nothing to do with him. It's almost the same as Sheng Hui's fake accounts.

"He did that, but the amount was too small to be convicted. He just took economic sanctions." Fu xishen continued to explain.

"Well, Anlin isn't the one who killed my father indirectly. Who else can it be?"

Confirm that Anlin is not the murderer. The heavy stone pressed by Zhao Qiqing's heart is much lighter.

But then he thought that the murderer was someone else, and his heart fell again.

Fu xishen's expression is also heavy. He is just a little more calm than Zhao Qiqing.

"Perhaps starting from Anlin, you will get unexpected gains."

Zhao Qiqing's movement on her hand stopped. She didn't speak for a long time. For a long time, she put down her chopsticks, "do you mean to let me get close to Anlin?"

Her attitude towards Anlin has always been vague, and now Fu xishen's words have repelled her.

But when she thought it was for Zhao Tianyu, she began to tangle again.

"Well, I..."

When Zhao Qiqing agreed, Fu xishen raised his hand and interrupted her.

"No, just leave it to me. I won't let you do anything that embarrasses you."

Fu xishen's voice was low and hoarse, leaving an unforgettable trace in the silent air.

Zhao Qiqing was also overwhelmed by Fu xishen's sudden love words and was speechless for a moment.

Fortunately, the silence didn't last long, because a phone call came and was broken.

About five minutes later, Fu xishen hung up the phone and his face became serious.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Qiqing asked.

Fu xishen didn't turn on hands-free just now. Zhao Qiqing only knew that he said a long paragraph opposite, and then Fu xishen's look changed.

"Peace has been found."

"What? Where is she?" Zhao Qiqing looked surprised and suddenly stood up, "I'll find her now!"

Xiao Hao hasn't found the murder involving three people yet. The only clue is Anning.

"Wait a minute, take it easy." Fu xishen came forward and grabbed Zhao Qiqing's arm. His eyes twinkled. "Anning was found, but Xiaohao died. Anning was next to him when he was found."

"Xiao Hao is dead?!" Zhao Qiqing couldn't believe her ears and went back several steps.

Had it not been for Fu xishen's quick eyes and quick hands, Zhao Qiqing's back waist would have almost hit the table.

"Why? How did Xiao Hao die?"

The young man's figure is still reflected in Zhao Qiqing's mind.

Obviously timid, but I feel guilty after tying her.

The teenager had a low brim, but she believed that the man must have a pair of particularly bright eyes.

Even in the dark, you can face everything bravely.

But why do people die?

"Don't think about it. Let's go and have a look tomorrow."

Fu xishen noticed that Zhao Qiqing's mood was wrong and immediately ended the topic.

He held the man in his arms, and his broad palm gently stroked Zhao Qiqing's back until Zhao Qiqing's mood gradually stabilized.

She grabbed Fu xishen's hand, and Shuirun's eyes became especially bright. "I want to go and have a look now."

Fu xishen sighed slightly and stretched out his hand to cover Zhao Qiqing's beautiful eyes:

"Now I just got the news. The police have passed and the scene has been blocked. You can't see anyone when you go now."

Zhao Qiqing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, which seemed to be scalded by the temperature on Fu xishen's hand, and the confusion and panic under her heart gradually subsided.

She reached out and took Fu xishen's hand away. "Well, I'll go again tomorrow."

"Well, I'll go with you tomorrow. Now it's time for you to have a rest."

Zhao Qiqing subconsciously looked at the watch and said, "but it's only nine o'clock now. It's too early!"

"It's not too early to brew up sleepiness." Fu xishen, with a smile in his eyes, involuntarily wanted to rub Zhao Qiqing's head.

"And you?" Zhao Qiqing turned and avoided Fu xishen's raised arm and asked.

"I'll deal with something. You go to bed first."

"Then I'll go too."

Fu xishen couldn't cry or laugh. His deep eyes showed a bit of tenderness, "I really have a job."

"I'm really going with you, too. You have a job and I have a job. Who's not a president!"

As soon as the voice fell, she jumped into the man's arms and didn't give Fu xishen time to react.

Fu xishen's body reacted much faster than his brain. When Zhao Qiqing began to move at his feet, he had naturally opened his arms.

Hold people firmly in your arms.

"Why? In such a hurry?"

Zhao Qiqing was surrounded by Fu xishen, and his teasing voice came to her ears.

Some are low and dumb, but with endless beauty.

Every word slowly spits out from his thin lips, with the ability to attract souls.

The hot air sprayed around Zhao Qiqing's auricles, and the hot blush began to spread from the earlobes and gradually climbed up her cheeks.

"Yes, since you won't let me work with you, I'll sleep in your bed!"

Before the voice fell, Zhao Qiqing walked quickly under her feet and quickly left Fu xishen's arms. Before Fu xishen reacted, she took a few steps up the stairs.

Fu xishen was rarely stunned, and his blood seemed to have flowed back all over his body.

Standing in place for a long time, he didn't lift his feet upstairs until Fu Xiaofeng came in the door.

An hour later, Fu xishen took off his gold wire glasses and finally rested his notebook after working for a long time.

He pinched his eyebrows a little tired.

Just wanted to pick up the coffee at hand, and then thought of something, and the coffee was put down again.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, he finished his work much faster tonight than before, or lost more work to assistant Wei.

"It's really hard spoken and timid..."

With a different mood, Fu xishen stepped into his bedroom step by step, waiting for an empty room.

There's no sign of moving at all.

Fu xishen leaned against the door and shook his head helplessly.