Chapter 196: Rebooking

"Su Jing is a clothing store owner, but guess where she lives?" Sunlight spilled onto Wu Shanqiu's face, and she had the expression of someone ready to gossip.

"Where?" Qi Fei asked, playing along.

"In the same residential complex as Huang Daqiu! A large flat!"

"Is selling clothes that profitable?" Qi Fei sneered.

"Hmm, and she does clothing business with Africa. Su Jing's reason for going to Africa every time is clothing trade. Being able to save up for a multi-million dollar large flat by selling clothes to Africa, that's impressive."

"Heh, it might just be a matter of a few diamonds."

"Su Jing recently went to Zambia again, still booked through Jitong Ticketing. The return flight is today. It seems we will soon meet this proprietress," Wu Shanqiu laughed.

On the airport's electronic screen, flight information was constantly updating, and the flight from Zambia to Nancheng International Airport was consistently showing as on time.

After waiting for a while, passengers returning from Zambia emerged one after another from the international arrivals gate.

However, Qi Fei and the others never saw Su Jing's figure.

"Strange. The ticketing company clearly showed that Su Jing booked this flight," Wu Shanqiu said, checking the information on her phone, puzzled.

Qi Fei stood with his hands on his hips, looking at the empty arrivals gate: "Have them check if Su Jing actually took this flight!"

Wu Shanqiu dialed Jitong Ticketing's number, and her volume rose involuntarily after saying a few words: "What?! Su Jing rebooked to a flight early this morning? Are you kidding me?! Why didn't you tell us such important news?"

After hanging up, Wu Shanqiu was extremely annoyed: "We asked about Su Jing's return flight, and ha, the next second this Su Jing rebooked her ticket and returned to the country early this morning. The key is, the ticketing company said the rebooking wasn't done through them; Su Jing did it on her own phone. Heh, they're washing their hands of it quite cleanly!"

"It seems the ticketing company has a problem," Qi Fei said in a deep voice. "Chen Hao is already dead. Who booked this flight to Africa for Su Jing?"

"Ge Feng."

"That colleague of Chen Hao?"

"That's right."

Beside the airport check-in hall, a row of rooms separated by glass walls had different ticketing companies' logos on them. People with work badges were constantly coming in and out, looking busy.

Qi Fei walked into the door of Jitong Ticketing.

Inside were individual cubicles separated from each other. He walked to one of them and tapped his fingers on the frosted glass partition.

A greasy face poked out from the cubicle. The moment Ge Feng saw Qi Fei, he immediately stood up in a flurry, almost falling when his hand braced against the office chair with wheels.

"Are you that police officer? Are you here to ask me about Chen Hao?" Ge Feng appeared to be deliberately and actively cooperative.

"No, I'm looking for you," Qi Fei said, leaning his hand on the partition of Ge Feng's cubicle and asking straight to the point, "Was Su Jing's trip to Zambia handled by you?"

"Yes. This... after Chen Hao's accident, the company distributed his clients to the rest of us. Su Jing was randomly assigned to me."

"What are you in such a hurry to explain?" Qi Fei's sharp gaze scanned Ge Feng up and down.

Ge Feng subconsciously placed his hand on the phone next to the keyboard. This "the thief calling out 'thief'" behavior was something anyone could see was hiding something, even without Zhong Kui present.

Qi Fei brushed Ge Feng's hand aside, grabbed his phone, and without much courtesy, scanned his face directly to unlock it.

In the WeChat chat with new messages constantly popping up, he soon flipped to the chat interface between Ge Feng and Su Jing.

"The police came to ask about your flight." Qi Fei read the message Ge Feng sent to Su Jing word for word. In the small office, everyone stopped what they were doing, and their eyes turned toward Ge Feng in unison.

Ge Feng's face had already turned purple, and he felt like he was about to faint in the next second.

"Where is Su Jing?" Qi Fei shook Ge Feng's phone and asked in a deep voice.

"I, I really don't know. I sent her a message but she didn't reply. I really didn't do anything! I was just too scared. Chen Hao was killed by them, I had no choice!" Ge Feng's knees went weak, and he looked like he was about to kneel down.

The pale and glaring fluorescent light shone on Ge Feng's face. The interrogation room had the air conditioning on, but his forehead was still covered in beads of sweat.

"I really don't know anything! You can't arrest me," Ge Feng never gave up defending himself.

"Enough. Whether we arrest you depends on the investigation. You know 'leniency for confession,' right?" Qi Fei waved his hand. "Tell me from the beginning, what's going on with you and Su Jing?"

The continuous anxiety had clearly exhausted Ge Feng's energy. He grabbed the paper cup in front of him and tilted his head back to drink the water to the bottom, only then calming down slightly: "Everything I said is the truth. Su Jing was just randomly assigned to me when the company leadership said they wanted to distribute Chen Hao's business.

I have a habit of sorting clients. Some large units have a lot of business, while others are just self-employed individuals with little business and are stingy, so I usually just go through the motions with them.

This Su Jing, at first glance, was the latter type, so I didn't pay much attention to her.

But according to the company's requirements, I still had to call her to explain that I had taken over her ticket booking business.

When I called other clients, they wouldn't care much. If someone asked about Chen Hao's situation, the leadership told us not to say too much, just inform them that he no longer worked at our company.

This Su Jing started by asking a lot of questions about me, such as my relationship with Chen Hao and how long I had been working at the company.

I thought to myself, a clothing store owner, how is she more detailed than those big companies?

After asking a bunch of questions, she actually told me she wanted to meet and talk.

However, in our line of work, we serve all kinds of people.

Generally, whatever the client asks for, we agree to it if we can do it.

The meeting place was decided by her, and it was actually on the subway when I was getting off work.

I usually catch the last subway home, and there aren't many people at the subway station.

I don't know how she recognized me, but anyway, when I was waiting for the subway, I saw a plump woman follow me into the same carriage and sit down side-by-side with me.

She sat next to me without saying a word, took out a makeup box, and started patting powder on her face.

I was even wondering, who puts on makeup in the middle of the night?

After a while, without turning her head, she spoke as if talking to herself, saying that if I didn't want to end up like my colleague, I should obediently do as she said.

Hearing this, I couldn't sit still. Doesn't this mean Chen Hao was killed by her?!

I didn't dare to turn my head to look at her, but my eyes caught a glimpse of the makeup box in her hand. In the small mirror on it, that woman was wearing blue eyeshadow and was looking at me too. That look was so fierce, it was as if she wanted to eat me alive!" ===== CHAPTER 197 =====