Mystery Case Tracing [Criminal Investigation]

The large-scale population migration began the day before the National Day holiday, and congestion slowly appeared in the direction of leaving the city at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

Gao Rui drove to Qi Chuchen downstairs after four in the morning, "Brother, I'm here."

Five minutes later, Qi Chuchen was wearing light gray trousers, light brown casual shoes, a white short-sleeved T-shirt and a gray-blue windbreaker, and he walked downstairs to the car with his suitcase.

It was still dark, but the elevated highway towards the airport was brightly lit, and the lights of the cars gathered into a river of cars, and the lights flickered one after another, like a milky way.

After Gao Rui drove onto the elevated highway leading to the airport, the speed of the car slowed down significantly and the movement slowed down.

"I wipe, so many cars so early?" Gao Rui slowed down as he watched the dense traffic lights in front.

"So, I told you to come so early and have more cars late." Qi Chuchen slumped in the co-driver comfortably, calmly.

"What time is your plane, will you be late?"

"At half past seven, it's too late. Give it two hours to block, it's enough!"

"How did you sleep last night? How long did you sleep? If you want to be sleepy, go to bed, and I will call you when you arrive." Gao Rui turned his head and looked at Qi Chuchen.

"I didn't sleep. It would be more uncomfortable to get up again after sleeping for a while. It's better not to sleep. You sleep well, my life can be left to you." Qi Chuchen opened the car window and took out a cigarette.

"I have to wake up early to pick you up today. I went to bed yesterday. Why do I feel that you are not sleepy and a little bit excited? Why don't you just go out to play, it's not your first time." Gao Rui stepped on her feet. The brakes were put down and there was a traffic jam.

"After you send me off, you can drive away in the car and give you a few days. If you don't use it to pick me up, I have to use the car to drive another car when I come back. You can drive me back to the office when you go to work." There was a bottle of Red Bull on the cup holder, and I took a couple of sips.

"Another one? Oh, yes! You still have a white Land Rover. Brother, did you go next to the rich woman? The rich woman gave you it. Are you traveling abroad with the rich woman?" It doesn't mean anything. Gao Rui simply turned around to align with Chu Chen, with a capitalized question mark on one face, and two words on the other: gossip!

Qi Chuchen gave him a white look and glared at Gao Rui's mentally retarded face.

"I am not interested in rich women. If I meet in the future, I will introduce to you. This kind of opportunity to struggle for 20 years is less than I need!"

When Gao Rui heard it, he nodded again and again.

"Yes, yes, you are really my brother. So which rich man gave that Land Rover?"

If it wasn't for the need for someone to drive after thinking about it, Qi Chuchen would really like to scrape Gao Rui under the car at this time. He shouldn't be in the car.

"There is a mess in my mind. I have a house and no loans, so I don’t have to save money to pay down payment. My parents bought some properties for me when they were alive. Although not much, it’s enough for me to spend, or else every month. A little salary is afraid that I can barely save a down payment for a house without eating or drinking for decades...I don't have much hobbies other than traveling now. It is not difficult to save money to buy a car for less than one million, right? ?"

"So you are the second generation of invisible rich! I understand!" The road ahead was clear. Gao Rui stepped on the accelerator and started the car. After walking for a while, he saw three cars colliding with each other from the rear. The congestion just now should be This is the reason.

There were no more accidents on the road behind, and the stop-and-go traffic was not too severe, and finally arrived at the airport at 6:30. The airport was crowded with large boxes and small bags crowded with each other. Qi Chuchen rushed all the way to check in, and checked his luggage through the security check. When I rushed to the boarding gate, the boarding was almost over. I got on the plane and sat down. I took out my phone and sent a message: "I'm on the plane." Before the other party could reply, the flight attendant asked to shut down and prepare to take off. Turning off the phone, Qi Chuchen leaned back on the chair and fell asleep.

More than three hours later, the plane stopped at Bangkok's Suvarnabhumi International Airport. There were dark clouds outside the window. It passed a piece of sea just now, and the sea was also gray, with no trace of blue.

After getting off the plane, Qi Chuchen turned on his phone and received two messages.

Article 1: "It seems like a typhoon is coming..."

Article 2: "I'm here."

There were not many inbound tourists. Qi Chuchen quickly went through border inspection procedures, took his luggage and walked out of the airport. As soon as he left the restricted area, he saw Yan Mu waiting at the door.

Yan Mu wore knee-length beige five-point pants, a navy blue short-sleeved t-shirt, a pair of flip-flops, and a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses hung on her chest. His complexion was obviously darker, with some light wheat color. Seeing Qi Chuchen coming out with a smile on his face, he walked forward quickly and took the suitcase from Qi Chuchen.

"Fortunately, the typhoon turned suddenly last night and rushed towards Bangkok. Many planes were cancelled. The airport will be closed in a while. I am afraid that you will not let you land on this plane." Yan Mu said and pointed. Refers to the electronic display next to it.

Qi Chuchen glanced at it. The mountains and rivers of the motherland were all red. Looking around, it was all: Cancel, and the strong green line in the middle showed: Arrive was the one Qi Chuchen came over.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Yan Mu helped Qi Chuchen put the suitcase in the trunk and took out a pair of brand-new flip-flops.

"Instead, it's hot and humid here. It's uncomfortable under your feet. I guess you bought it with the size of your shoe."

Qi Chuchen took it and replaced it: "Almost suitable."

The two got in the car and Yan Mu drove to the outside of the airport.

"You like Mercedes-Benz?" Qi Chuchen said.

"Didn't you say that Mercedes-Benz sits comfortably? What do you eat at noon? A typhoon may be coming in the evening, and there is a high probability that you will not be able to play anywhere today. It may stop business later."

"Eat what you made." Qi Chuchen smiled and looked at Yan Mu. There was a hint of temptation, a hint of ambiguity, and a hint of flattery in that smile, which was mixed with a deep meaning that couldn't be seen through at a glance.

Yan Mu turned to look at Qi Chuchen's face, a little excited and hesitant inside.

"Then let's go to the downtown supermarket first and stock up some things. If you are not afraid of being hungry for a long time, I will burn it for you after buying it." Yan Mu's voice was deliberately gentle. It seems that some emotions of oneself are pressed hard, such as: anticipation? happy?

Two people bought a bunch of vegetables, meat, frozen products, and snacks in a supermarket in downtown Bangkok, and then drove out of the city.

"The place I came to live this time is far from downtown Bangkok, but it is close to the sea, the environment is good, quiet, and there are few tourists, there are many Thai people. Fresh seafood can be bought every day, which is more comfortable. You will be more comfortable. You'll know when you arrive." Yan Mu introduced to Qi Chuchen as he drove.

Qi Chuchen was about to continue chatting with Yan Mu, when the phone rang, and it was Kong Zhao. He hesitated and put on the earphones to answer.

"Boss Kong, good morning."

Kong Zhao said a lot in a polite manner. Qi Chuchen listened to him patiently, but did not say anything. He waited for Kong Zhao to finish speaking before speaking.

"Boss Kong, please tell Qin Tao, as a policeman, it is not suitable for me to contact the suspect’s family privately. Since his lawyer has already been found, if he has any needs in the future, he can ask the lawyer to come to us according to the procedures. As long as the procedures are complete, We will definitely cooperate. There is no need to invite me to eat. Everything I do is just business. Don’t be so polite, Mr. Kong. As long as your bar is here, we can drink this wine sooner or later. I’m driving outside. It’s not convenient to talk for a long time. Don’t worry too much about this. We will come to Japan for a long time."

After finishing talking, Qi Chuchen hung up the phone. Listening to the names Qi Chuchen said, Yan Mu mentioned the bar again. After thinking about it, he still didn't restrain his curiosity, and asked carefully: "Kong Zhao of Rainbow Club"

Qi Chuchen turned his head and looked at Yan Mu's profile. Well, it was pretty.

"Yeah, you know? I was in contact when I was injured before."

"Well, there are business contacts." Yan Mu then asked again: "Is that Qin Tao the only child of the richest family who is mainly engaged in mining in Fengqi ranked first three?"

"Hey, do you know a lot?" Qi Chuchen didn't answer directly, and looked at Yan Mu with a malicious smile, and thought of Gu Yao's words in his heart: "This buddy is absolutely clear about his feelings. "So Yan Mu also knows some people and things in this circle?

"No, no, I have some business contacts, so I know something, I am a good citizen, I don't know anything!" Yan Mu immediately panicked and explained quickly. He knew Qi Chuchen's words meant something, but he didn't know. What does it mean: Did he inquire about the case or mistakenly believe that his behavior is similar to Qin Tao? Regardless of the two, Yan Mu didn't want Qi Chuchen to misunderstand it.

Although there is not much public opinion about Chen Jia's affairs, in private, some people in the circle who are relatively older and have many contacts still know more or less about it, and Yan Mu is no exception. Previously, I only knew that Qi Chuchen was so busy and was injured accidentally. He never expected that Qi Chuchen would handle this case. Just now I wanted to interrupt and change the subject, but I dug a hole for myself. I was really upset: Chu Chen, don't get me wrong.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Qi Chuchen didn’t care about the expression on Yan Mu’s face, nor did he think about the meaning of Yan Mu’s words just now. He didn’t even think about Yan Mu’s thinking activities. He stared at Yan Mu’s face for a long time, and felt that he would look further. Not too embarrassed, he said something blankly: "In fact, you look pretty." After speaking, he turned his head and looked out the window, not looking at Yan Mu anymore.

When Yan Mu heard it, his brain "hum" became even more confused, one after another, what did this buddy notice? ? Force yourself to clear your mind and concentrate on driving. After a while, without hearing Qi Chuchen's voice, he turned his head and glanced, Qi Chuchen fell asleep leaning on the windowpane.

There are fewer and fewer cars out of the city, and black Mercedes-Benzs are sprinting on the empty roads. The countryside, trees, and occasional houses are all left behind. The only things that have not changed are the dark sky with thicker and thicker clouds, the whirring wind, the occasional raindrops, and the steady breathing of another person in the car rushing to the other side of the sea with the car.