Chen Shiming felt something inexplicably, he was about to speak, but Chen Qizhao had already passed him and walked straight home. He stopped and watched the figure go farther and farther. It was obviously a very ordinary sentence. The two brothers had said something even more exaggerated when they quarreled, but Chen Shiming had a feeling that he couldn't tell.
Xu Te helped get out of the car and came over, "Boss, I just went to the garage to take a look. There are no other problems."
"I see." Chen Shiming glanced at the garage and suppressed the feeling of suffocation in his heart, "Get off work early."
Xu Tesuke was stunned for a moment, and saw that Chen Shiming had already walked back.
Chen's house has plenty of warm lights indoors, and the bright light is different from the dim outdoor, which makes people feel relaxed.
Chen Jianhong didn't come back so early after working overtime tonight. The three of the Chen family were eating and didn't talk about work, only Zhang Yazhi's voice from time to time talking to Chen Qizhao.
Chen Qizhao's performance was the same as usual, but Chen Shiming's mind only had the words of Chen Qizhao at that time.
Zhang Yazhi was happy to see her child coming back for dinner. She cooked a little too much food at night. She took Chen Qizhao and said for a long time, "Mom has done so much, why do you eat this."
"I was too full at school at noon." Chen Qizhao finished the soup, "I'll go back to my room and do some homework."
Zhang Yazhi watched Chen Qizhao for a while, and saw that he had finished drinking the soup before leaving, "Has your brother been eating a little less recently?"
"Well." Chen Shiming was thinking about something, but he still said: "The weather has changed a lot recently, and it's normal to have no appetite. Don't think too much."
After dinner, Chen Shiming returned to his study and received part of the survey results.
The driver, Lao Lin, is honest and boring. He has been doing things at home as usual. It can be said that there is no fault.
Before that, Chen Shiming never paid attention to the people around him, but now the truth is gradually revealed, like a layer of veil that he could not see before.
After the accident information at the Panshan intersection was sent in the afternoon, he immediately asked people to check the incident near the Panshan intersection, and found a lot of strangeness one after another. The driver, Lao Lin, who is usually on the surface as usual, often stayed near the Panshan intersection in the past few years. Chen Shiming knew that his wife and child died accidentally at the Panshan intersection, but the information he got from others is really unimaginable.
"This is not right." Chen Shiming frowned slightly: "Someone is not only handling the accident information for Lao Lin, but also doing other things."
Moreover, there are reconstruction plans near the Panshan intersection, and many shops have also been moved. Lao Lin has behaved abnormally in the past few years, but since last year, he has rarely visited there. If there are still a few shop owners who have a little impression of him, this matter Two years later, it will be sunk in the sea, and no one will remember that there is a strange person who has stopped many times at the accident intersection.
A person who may have mental problems goes to the intersection near the accident all the year round, and has also been involved in a car accident.
But now this person suddenly stopped passing, which is very abnormal, as if someone asked him not to pass, but also cleaned up some traces for him, trying to make him look like a normal person.
The assistant in charge of the investigation on the other end of the phone was stunned: "The boss, do you still follow this line to investigate?"
"Check." Chen Shiming said solemnly: "There is someone behind Lao Lin."
And is there really only this place at Panshan Road? If Lao Lin has had a strange mental state, has there been an accident in other places that the Chen family doesn't know about... The Chen family's car is easy to check. If Lao Lin was driving another car, they would not be able to record some records. found.
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After Chen Qizhao returned to the room, he did not turn on the light. He turned on the computer, and the computer screen that lit up illuminated his face. All kinds of data collected in the past few days were imported into a private disk backup by him, and then the disk was removed.
He saw three red envelopes under several documents, and put the disk next to the red envelopes.
There was no sound in the quiet room. He turned on the light in the bathroom and went in to take a shower.
When putting on clothes, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, and there was a shallow knife mark on his slightly pale arm muscles. After so long, he suddenly found that he seemed to be used to this young face and to some past that could no longer be mentioned.
After taking a shower, I went back to my room, and it didn't take long.
Chen Qizhao sat cross-legged in front of the computer, looked at the dense text on the screen, and leaned back slightly.
The computer switches to another interface, which is all the monitoring inside and outside the Chen family villa. The small boxes are covered with screens, corridors, living rooms, gardens... Chen Qizhao stopped at the corridor in the servant's room, staring at the corner. The door of the driver Lao Lin's room.
After sitting for a while, the addiction to smoking came up again, he lit a cigarette and put it away.
I don't know how long I stared at the screen until a buzzing sound--
The mute cell phone vibrated, and he looked down to see the message sent, it was Shen Yuhuai.
For some reason, Shen Yuhuai would send him messages every night during this time, or send messages about the succulents he raised, or reply to messages that the two of them had half-talked about during the day. Chen Qizhao squinted at the night scene outside the window, and suddenly wanted to go to the beach to watch fireworks.
For the first time, he didn't really want to take the initiative to reply to Shen Yuhuai's news.
Obviously nothing happened, but there was a very sleepy feeling.
The message bounced once and picked up again.
Chen Qizhao reached out and hooked the phone over, and when he opened it, he saw the photo of Shen Yuhuai.
[-Shen Yuhuai: I just finished my work and happened to be near you. Are you going out for supper? ]
The photo is of the food stalls in front of the school.
[- Zhao: I went home, not at school. ]
[-Shen Yuhuai: That can only be the next time. ]
It's almost an hour drive from here to school...
Chen Qizhao glanced at the computer time. If it was past eleven o'clock, it wasn't that he couldn't eat supper.
[- Zhao: Are you alone? ]
[-Shen Yuhuai: Follow Liu Sui. ]
Oh.
Chen Qizhao held his mobile phone, and his eyes stopped on Shen Yuhuai's avatar. His fingertips rubbed the screen of the mobile phone, and the fireworks that bloomed by the sea in his memory seemed to be blooming one after another in front of his eyes. There was an impulse to bump into his body, and he suddenly wanted to call on Shen Yuhuai to go to the beach.
And this feeling suddenly stopped when he was about to pop up the video chat.
Chen Qizhao seemed to realize something, he crossed out the vx interface, opened the mobile phone album, and stopped his eyes on the recent photo of Shen Yuhuai in the album. Sweeping over Shen Yuhuai who was eating with his eyes down in the restaurant, the hands caring for plants in the video screenshot... The photos were stacked together and finally formed a segment.
In the hospital corridor, a cold hand rubbed against his face.
"Touch me."
In the quiet room, Chen Qizhao said suddenly.
He doesn't know where this sudden possessiveness comes from, wanting Shen Yuhuai to stay by his side, just like before, touching his face, touching his forehead... As soon as this idea rushed into his mind, it was an endless impulse , he held the phone tightly.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Chen Qizhao woke up from the daze, and suddenly realized that he was sweating.
The knocking on the door continued, Chen Qizhao let go of the phone, and the phone made a muffled sound on the desktop.
He got up and went to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Chen Shiming stood outside with a glass of milk, and saw the darkness in the room.
He frowned slightly: "Why don't you turn on the light?"
"Forgot." Chen Qizhao's eyes stopped on the milk in his hand, and he laughed: "It's pretty good, are you ready to sleep?"
"Bring it for you." Chen Shiming's eyes swept over Chen Qizhao.
Chen Qizhao took the glass of milk in surprise, "If you have nothing to do..."
Chen Shiming: "Why don't you blow dry your hair?"
Chen Qizhao stopped: "lazy."
"Go in and talk?" Chen Shiming's eyes stopped for a moment on his face, "Something happened."
Chen Qizhao glanced around and gave way to Chen Shiming, "Come in."
Chen Shiming rarely entered Chen Qizhao's room. The two brothers had a bad relationship before, let alone entering Chen Qizhao's room, they could find a fight just by standing at the door. Except that Chen Qizhao had a fever some time ago, he came in a few times, and usually he would not step into this place.
He crossed Chen Qizhao to enter, and turned on the switch of the door light, and the dark room was suddenly brightened.
I didn't pay attention to it before, but now I see that the furniture in Chen Qizhao's room is the same as before, but some bells and whistles have been removed and it has become simpler. Before he took a few steps, he smelled a smell of smoke and looked directly at the source of the smoke.
A cigarette was lit on the ashtray, and the room smelled of nicotine.
Chen Shiming frowned slightly, just about to speak, when he turned around, he saw Chen Qizhao closing the door, wet hair against the side of his neck, slightly loose pajamas on him, which looked a little empty.
Chen Qizhao said: "If you have something to say, say it directly."
He noticed Chen Shiming's frowning eyebrows, and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, wait a minute, I'll open the window to let in the wind."
Chen Shiming didn't speak, he watched Chen Qizhao go over there to open the window, and said, "You blow your hair first, didn't you have a long memory from the fever a while ago? You have to..." Halfway through he said, he suddenly saw Chen Qizhao stop at In front of the computer, staring straight at the computer screen.
Chen Shiming was surprised, and when he walked over to look, he noticed the dense monitoring on the computer.
Chen Qizhao: "There is movement."
Chen Shiming paused for a while, and looked at the dazzling surveillance cameras on the computer screen, "What's going on?"
"He came out of the room." Chen Qizhao pointed to a place diagonally below the screen.
Chen Shiming suddenly looked over. The driver, Lao Lin, was walking in a corridor somewhere, walking from one monitoring to another, and finally disappeared into the indoor monitoring range.
"He's hooked."