Chapter 1356: Died Suspiciously

"Why don't you get out of the car?"

They were already at the gate, but Nie Xiaoguang was still hesitant, sitting in the car without getting out.

Li Xuewu also felt it was funny. He gestured for Xiao Xiao to enter the courtyard first, while he opened the car door and called out to this kid.

"Brother, I won't go in."

Nie Xiaoguang gave a reserved smile and looked at the courtyard a bit embarrassedly; Xiao Xiao was walking inside.

Li Xuewu looked back in the direction of his gaze, then looked at him and asked, "Did you launch another attack of love?"

"Didn't you just pay tribute to your lost love? How did you walk out of the haze of pain so quickly?"

"My psychological quality is excellent."

Nie Xiaoguang gripped the steering wheel and said with a grin, "I really didn't mean it just now. I saw she was quite pretty, so..."

"Couldn't help yourself, right?"

Li Xuewu chuckled, patted the roof of the car, and beckoned, "Stop talking nonsense, get down, get down, eat dinner before you go."

"You've already couldn't help yourself several times. Loving one after another won't do. Have you not learned to be dedicated in love after following me for so long?"

"Hey, you didn't teach me this either."

Nie Xiaoguang was indeed thick-skinned. The embarrassment just now was only in front of Xiao Xiao; he felt no shame at all toward Li Xuewu.

The upbringing of the leader's family children?

Was there a rule against making a move?

"If you were serious, you wouldn't be so unserious." Li Xuewu waved his hand to signal him to go to the garage to park, while he walked toward the courtyard.

There was only light snow today, and it stopped in the morning, so there was no accumulated snow on the path in the courtyard.

The vegetable gardens on both sides were covered with a thick layer, but that was the residue of the previous heavy snowfalls.

Under the reflection of the villa lights, the reflection of the white snow was very beautiful, but Li Xuewu had no intention of appreciating it because it was livelier inside the house.

"This is my teacher, Teacher Hu."

Li Shu, acting like a little adult, stood in the foyer and introduced Teacher Hu and Teacher Xiao Xiao to each other, showing the enthusiasm of a host.

"This is my piano and dance teacher, Teacher Xiao."

"Hello, Teacher Hu." Xiao Xiao responded to the enthusiastic Li Shu while politely greeting Teacher Hu.

"Hello, hello." Teacher Hu's expression was a bit strange, as if surprised, and also as if suspicious.

She had come back with Li Shu because of the home visit, so she didn't need Li Xuewu to pick up the child at school.

But after arriving at Li Shu's house, her eyes weren't enough, and she didn't know how to ask the questions she had prepared.

Foreign-style villas in this neighborhood weren't rare, and even better courtyards were common to her.

But she rarely saw such an exquisite small courtyard, with such expensive interior decoration and furnishings.

Especially the high-end piano placed in the area connecting the living room and the corridor—it was the first time she had seen one in a student's home.

Being able to be interested in the nursery rhyme Li Shu hummed proved that Teacher Hu had a certain musical appreciation ability and a certain mastery of musical instruments.

Because of this, even though the piano was covered, she recognized at a glance that it was worth a lot.

Foreign-style villas equipped with service staff meant either rich or noble. There were rich people in this day and age, but they were all very low-key.

A nanny wasn't something an ordinary person could afford, nor was it something an ordinary person dared to use. Those who dared to use a nanny now must be noble people.

Associating this with the situation of Li Shu's parents, Teacher Hu had already re-evaluated the rank and conditions of Li Shu's father in her heart.

Being able to use high-end imported sedans, being able to live in such good housing, and being able to enjoy the care of a nanny.

Speaking of the nanny, from the time she entered the door until now, the other party had only made her a cup of tea before hiding in the kitchen to get busy.

When asked when Li Shu's father and mother would get off work, the nanny was cautious and careful, brushing her off vaguely.

She didn't know who had trained this nanny, nor did she know what taboos there were. Until now, she hadn't figured out the situation in this house.

Li Shu's mother was a doctor; she understood this very well, and it was possible for her to get off work late. But Li Shu's father had clearly agreed.

Just as she was hesitating whether to leave first and come back on Sunday, the sound of a car came from the entrance.

And Li Shu, who was playing with her younger brother, reacted first and ran toward the entrance.

The first one to come in wasn't Li Shu's father, nor was it Li Shu's mother, but a young girl instead.

Teacher Hu was confused, but Li Shu took the initiative to introduce them, and only then did she react—they also had a tutor.

No wonder, no wonder Li Shu showed a certain dance talent in kindergarten and could sing.

So it turned out they had a home tutor.

That wasn't right either. Generally, families who hired home tutors would mostly hire teachers for cultural subjects.

But Li Shu had only just entered kindergarten.

Furthermore, why hire an art teacher? Were they cultivating the child so comprehensively and so hard?

"You've greeted each other, right."

Li Xuewu walked into the foyer. Seeing the two teachers standing there awkwardly, he greeted them with a smile and asked them to sit inside.

Teacher Hu glanced at Teacher Xiao Xiao, exchanged polite words with Li Shu's father again, and then sat inside the living room.

Xiao Xiao would set aside time every week to come and teach Li Shu, including piano, singing, and dancing.

Unless she couldn't catch the Secretary-General's car, she would go downstairs to wait for him and then go home together.

After the evening class ended, the Secretary-General's driver would send her home. The treatment was very generous at 15 yuan a month.

"Daddy, I showed Teacher Hu the way, and we came home together—"

Li Shu was eager to claim credit. Only waiting for her father to sit down, she leaned over and explained, her little head held high, waiting for his praise.

Li Xuewu smiled, looked at Teacher Hu, stroked his daughter's hair, and said, "Li Shu is so smart, she even knows the way home."

"Yes—" Li Shu nodded with satisfaction, and sat obediently by his side, learning to look at Teacher Hu like an adult.

Teacher Hu looked at Li Shu's father curiously, and then chatted about Li Shu's performance at school—some good, some bad, but it wasn't criticism; it was more like a report.

Li Xuewu listened very seriously and also communicated and explained Li Shu's performance and character traits at home, explaining them one by one.

Li Shu was a bit nervous when she first heard the teacher's words, but until she heard her father's words, especially about her education, the stone in her heart fell, and she leaned against her father without knowing it.

"Caused you trouble—"

In summary, Li Shu was still a good student and an excellent successor to socialism.

"Li Shu's father, I still have a question in my heart."

Teacher Hu responded to Li Shu's father's politeness, but didn't end today's home visit immediately, instead continuing the topic from the morning.

"It's about that nursery rhyme, right?"

Before the other party could ask, Li Xuewu took the initiative, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Actually, it was just hummed randomly to coax the child."

"Then the creative environment?"

Teacher Hu looked at Teacher Xiao, who was sitting on the other side without speaking, with a meaningful look. She suspected that Li Shu's father was lying.

Xiao Xiao also noticed her gaze, but the Secretary-General was still speaking, so she couldn't interrupt, and could only endure it.

"Creative environment, well—" Li Xuewu took a sip of hot tea, put down the teacup, and said, "You might not have noticed when you came. If you go out of our house and turn right, and walk to the end, there is an artificial lake, and there are quite a few wild ducks there."

This explanation was perfect. When he left the kindergarten in the morning, he was thinking about how to make up for this problem.

"Then the big bridge?" Teacher Hu pursued relentlessly, with the posture of getting to the bottom of it, staring into his eyes and asking, "Is there a bridge from that artificial lake to our door?"

"There is no big bridge, but there is a small bridge."

Li Xuewu saw Teacher Hu's seriousness and explained with a smile, "To us, it's a small bridge, but to the children, it might be a very, very big bridge."

"So that's how it is—"

Teacher Hu looked at Li Shu's father with suspicion, turned to look at Teacher Xiao, and asked, "Did you also participate in the creation of this song?"

This question was a bit offensive, but it also left enough room, yet it forced Xiao Xiao into a corner, and she had to open her mouth to explain.

Actually, she didn't need to be forced. Xiao Xiao was worried that she wouldn't have a chance to explain. She wouldn't dare to take credit for the Secretary-General's talent and creation.

"You misunderstood, I am just Li Shu's home tutor."

Xiao Xiao's answer was very serious and very solemn: "I work in the Literary and Art Publishing House of the Red Star Steel Group."

"Because I have been in contact with dance learning since I was a child, and later followed my teacher to learn piano and singing, I had the opportunity to be invited by Secretary Li to tutor Li Shu."

She raised her eyebrows and continued, "In the teaching process, I understand very well that because of Li Shu's age, she cannot master advanced techniques, so what I teach her are all basics."

"Including the singing of songs. When I first heard this nursery rhyme, I was also amazed."

Xiao Xiao looked at Li Xuewu, nodded in admiration, and seeing the Secretary-General smile modestly, she looked at Teacher Hu and said, "I can testify that this nursery rhyme was created by the Secretary-General for Li Shu."

She walked to the piano, took out a sheet of music from the cabinet next to the piano, and handed it to Teacher Hu.

"The leader told me the same explanation as he gave you. This song only has the hummed lyrics and melody, and no sheet music."

Xiao Xiao gestured to the sheet music in the other party's hand and explained, "This is the sheet music I recorded from the melody hummed by the Secretary-General and Li Shu, and asked comrades in the literary and art troupe to help organize. Take a look."

"This—" Teacher Hu was truly surprised.

She looked at the sheet music in her hand like a treasure, including the complete lyrics. When she raised her head again, her eyes were full of reverence and admiration.

The reverence came from the catchy lyrics and melody creation, and the admiration was for a father who loved his daughter so much.

"Li Shu's father, you are truly—"

Teacher Hu couldn't find a suitable word to describe Li Shu's father for a moment.

To say he had talent seemed monotonous; to say he was a good father felt hollow. This was truly too tangled.

"Teacher Hu, you might not know." Xiao Xiao raised her eyebrows and explained very concernedly, "Our Secretary-General is also a writer and has already published three professional theoretical books."

"This, truly—"

"Alright, if you keep talking, I'm going to be shy."

Li Xuewu really didn't dare to let them continue. Didn't he see that his daughter beside him was already worshipping him, like a little swan?

He used a small joke to resolve Teacher Hu's embarrassment and excitement, and also let Xiao Xiao understand his meaning.

Low-key, he didn't need the worship of a kindergarten teacher. He really didn't do this song on purpose.

While they were talking, Gu Ning entered the door with her bag. Seeing so many people in the living room, she was very surprised.

"You're back." Li Xuewu stood up with a smile and explained to Gu Ning, "Teacher Hu from Li Shu's kindergarten came for a home visit."

"Li Shu's mother, hello." Teacher Hu also stood up and explained to Li Xuewu with a smile, "We have met."

"Hello, Teacher Hu, welcome to our house as a guest."

Gu Ning was quite generous. While greeting Teacher Hu, she also looked at Xiao Xiao and nodded, signaling her to sit.

After a few pleasantries, Gu Ning ran out of words and didn't know what else to say. Fortunately, Er Ya came out to announce that dinner was ready at this time.

"I'm sorry, Li Shu's father, mother." Teacher Hu took her bag embarrassedly and explained, "I didn't expect you to get off work so late. I'll go back first..."

"Haven't we finished talking yet?"

Li Xuewu understood the meaning in Teacher Hu's words; she hadn't noticed the time of the home visit, and this was to avoid dinner and go back.

This day and age was like this; clothing and food were all scarce problems. Generally, no one would eat at someone else's house without a personal relationship.

Because you didn't know if the meal you were eating was the ration squeezed out by the other party, and you might go hungry at the end of the month.

Li Xuewu's family didn't have such concerns, and it was even more impossible to let Teacher Hu leave at mealtime.

It was he who had deliberately called back to tell Er Ya to advance the dinner time, so he could invite the teacher for a simple meal.

"Li Shu's father, I'm truly sorry." Teacher Hu looked at Li Xuewu apologetically and explained, "I want to use this creation of yours to teach the children and prepare for the spring art performance."

"Let's talk while eating, alright." Li Xuewu didn't refuse, but raised his hand to signal the teacher and invited her to the dining room.

Teacher Hu waved her hand, politely saying, "No, no, if it's inconvenient for you, I'll just..."

She didn't say what she would do next, but she really liked this song, and other teachers in the school liked it very much too.

Li Xuewu also saw her intention and gestured to the dining room with a smile, saying, "If you eat this meal, everything will be easy to talk about."

"Teacher, please stay."

Li Shu was also polite, took Teacher Hu's hand, and pulled her toward the dining room.

Teacher Hu was even more embarrassed, but she couldn't refuse the warm invitation from this family, so she had to follow into the dining room.

Nie Xiaoguang appeared in the dining room like an invisible person. After listening to the pleasantries at the dining room entrance, he looked at Teacher Hu with more scrutiny.

Actually, kindergarten teachers are quite good too.

Teacher Hu's meal was a bit awkward; it was embarrassment, but also great gratitude, and even more surprise.

In those few seconds, those ten seconds of meeting at the school gate, it was impossible to see the situation of Li Shu's family.

During the hour or so of the home visit, including the time for this meal, she truly felt something different.

Li Shu's father was witty and humorous, gentle in character, with a sense of loyalty, and also a humorous side.

As for Li Shu's mother, she looked a bit cold, but when she spoke, she wasn't stiff, and she wasn't difficult to get along with.

Finally, there were the service staff in this house, including the nanny, the driver, and the home tutor. This lineup was truly luxurious and rich.

She hadn't been working for many years, but she had only heard colleagues talk about the Red Star Steel Group and didn't know much about enterprise units.

She had a very vague concept of what a group Secretary-General was, but now it was a bit more concrete.

At the dining table, Teacher Hu praised the nursery rhyme "Counting Ducks" again and again, and carried out a comprehensive reading comprehension.

These words made Li Xuewu confused. In the past, he really hadn't noticed that this song had so many mysteries and fun, whether in lyrics or emotion.

Let's put it this way, this song fully met the standards and requirements of "study hard and make progress every day."

Counting ducks was originally fun in learning, integrating mathematical knowledge into it, and the second half was even more interestingly persuading children to study hard and strive for good grades.

Teacher Hu not only praised the quality of this nursery rhyme but also praised Li Xuewu's seriousness and enthusiasm for his child's education.

Li Shu truly loved her father, chattering and telling many interesting stories about her and her father getting along.

Often going to the big lake to play became the creative inspiration for Teacher Hu's self-brain-supplementation.

After the meal, Li Xuewu invited Xiao Xiao to teach Li Shu to play and sing this nursery rhyme on the piano in the living room. Teacher Hu listened very seriously.

To say that she cared about her children's education, Gu Ning wasn't indifferent. Watching her daughter cooperate with the performance very happily, she also held her son and sat on the sofa with Li Xuewu to enjoy it.

Ring ring ring—

It was the telephone ringing that interrupted Li Shu's nursery rhyme performance. She looked back at the direction of the phone with annoyance.

At this time, her father had already answered the phone and apologized to them with a wave of his hand.

The call was from the duty room of the Comprehensive Management Department. The news was only one: Zheng Xudong, the Deputy General Manager of the Food General Company, was dead.

It was obvious that the smile on his face froze when the people in the room saw it. Although he tried hard to show a smile after putting down the phone, the atmosphere still cooled down.

The aura of the head of the household easily disturbed the family. Gu Ning looked at him with concern. Although she didn't say anything, everything was revealed in her eyes.

"There's something in the unit that needs me to go and handle."

Li Xuewu stood up with a smile, waved his hand at Xiao Xiao and Teacher Hu who had stood up, and said, "You continue."

"Oh, by the way." He patted Gu Ning's waist to show it was okay, and said to Teacher Hu's side, "Xiao Guang will send me to the unit first, and then he will be able to rush back quickly to send you."

"It doesn't matter, Li Shu's father."

Teacher Hu said politely, "It's also fine for me to ride my bike back."

She had just been busy watching Teacher Xiao play the piano and teach Li Shu to sing, but had forgotten to look at the time on her hand.

The sky outside the window had long been dark, but how could she be embarrassed to trouble Li Shu's parents to send her?

"Don't be polite, it's a bit late."

Li Xuewu walked to the foyer, took off his coat and put it on, still saying, "It's not safe on the road at this time. You should wait a while. Teacher Xiao also has to go home."

"This—" Teacher Hu hesitated for a moment. Seeing that Li Shu's father was about to leave, the work was truly urgent, and there was no time to refuse, so she had to reply, "Thank you, sorry for the trouble."

"It's what should be done, you're welcome."

Li Xuewu glanced at Gu Ning before going out, waved at Li Shu and Li Ning who chased him out, and gave a few instructions with a smile.

Until Li Xuewu left with the driver, the few people in the house reacted—that call had come truly abruptly.

Teacher Hu didn't understand the real situation, but Xiao Xiao and Er Ya knew that this family rarely received calls from the unit.

Li Xuewu had emphasized even more that he wouldn't bring work home.

For a moment, none of them had the interest they had just now.

International Hotel, top floor, high-end guest room.

When Li Xuewu arrived, people from the International Hotel and the Security Section were already waiting for him at the door.

Because of the special influence, the International Hotel didn't make a scene about the situation upstairs, so it looked no different from usual here.

It was just loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Han Yating and Zhou Yao were standing downstairs, just waiting for him to come and handle this matter.

Some people might ask, the case happened, just follow the procedure, why call Li Xuewu?

The problem was right here. If they really followed the procedure, they wouldn't need to call him. The one who should come to handle this matter should be Wang Xiaoqin, or the supervisor Deputy Director Su Weide.

It was precisely to let Li Xuewu grasp the first-hand situation, so Han Yating had reported the situation to the duty room of the Comprehensive Management Department first when notifying the Security Section.

Su Weide was the supervisor of the Security Department, and Li Xuewu was the supervisor of the International Hotel. There was nothing wrong with reporting like this.

It was even more because the Security Section had reported to Zhou Yao after receiving the report. Zhou Yao had followed the procedure to come to the scene first to confirm, and then could decide whether to report it up, asking for the way and method of handling it.

Therefore, the time difference and information difference were stuck here.

When Li Xuewu arrived, Su Weide and others must not have known, and even Wang Xiaoqin didn't know.

Sometimes, the procedure must be correct.

Han Yating and Zhou Yao were not only executing the correctness of the procedure but also the correctness of the choice.

Even if they weren't in the vortex, they knew very well that Zheng Xudong was a key figure the Secretary-General had long been planning.

From the freight station, to Li Baihui, to Zheng Xudong, they didn't know what the Secretary-General was planning, but they knew that in this matter, they had to cooperate well with the Secretary-General.

"Secretary-General—"

As soon as Li Xuewu got out of the car, the two greeted him one after another.

"Um, how is the situation?"

Waving his hand to signal Nie Xiaoguang that he could go back, Li Xuewu stepped onto the steps and asked while walking.

Han Yating glanced at Zhou Yao first. Seeing the other party yield and ask her to speak first, she didn't stand on ceremony anymore.

"At 7:10 tonight, the secretary of Mr. Mercedes, Vice President of the Santa Ya Group, called to notify the front desk that the VIP would use the room tomorrow."

"After the front desk received the other party's request, they immediately notified the cleaners on the floor where the room was located to clean it."

"Because it is a long-term package room, there are many personal items of Mr. Mercedes in the room, and no one usually goes there."

Han Yating introduced while walking: "Because it is a VIP package room, the cleaners are configured in pairs."

"That fully protects the innocence of the hotel."

She introduced with lingering fear: "The two cleaners opened the package room door around 7:20, and then found a man lying on the sofa in the living room."

"According to the cleaners, the two first greeted the other party. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, they walked over and pushed him, only to find that the person had been dead for a long time."

"The cleaners followed the emergency handling procedure and reported this situation to the front desk by phone around 7:25, and the front desk reported it to the hotel duty room."

Han Yating raised her hand to signal the elevator operator to open the elevator, invited Li Xuewu in first, and then she and Zhou Yao came in.

"I received the report at 7:30. After arriving, I went upstairs to look at the basic situation first and recognized that the dead man was Zheng Xudong, Deputy General Manager of the Food General Company."

She glanced at Li Xuewu and continued: "At 7:45, I first reported to the Comprehensive Management Department and reported to the Security Section at the same time."

It could be heard that because she was once in charge of the Security Section, Han Yating's report was very organized.

In the elevator, Li Xuewu, Han Yating, and Zhou Yao were the three generations of section chiefs of the Red Star Factory Security Section. When talking about the case, there was no nonsense at all.

When the elevator reached the top floor, the atmosphere was a bit different. The security personnel of the Security Section were guarding the door, and took the initiative to greet them when they came up.

Li Xuewu nodded and continued to walk inside, until he stopped at the door of a room that was open, and there were still a few people inside.

"I applied for the professional forensic team of the Municipal Bureau."

Zhou Yao reported: "The preliminary judgment is that the time of death should be around 1:00 to 3:00 yesterday morning."

"Fortunately, the temperature in the room is constant, so the judgment of the time of death is accurate."

Zhou Yao helped Li Xuewu put on a mask and took a pair of gloves, and then they entered the crime scene together.

Li Xuewu didn't intend to walk over and look closely; he just stood at the door and looked to see if the person lying on the sofa was Zheng Xudong.

Han Yating hadn't recognized the wrong person; this was indeed the Deputy General Manager of the Food General Company, and also the target being investigated by the Discipline Inspection Commission.

"After receiving the report, we immediately arranged for the criminal group to arrive at the scene for investigation. I rushed here directly from home."

Zhou Yao continued to report: "After arriving at the hotel, I discussed with the comrades who arrived here first, and then made a request call to the Municipal Bureau. The forensic team also just arrived not long ago."

"Um, did you call the Discipline Inspection Commission?"

Li Xuewu nodded, carefully observing everything in the room, as if he could see something.

This room was retro and luxurious in this era. In fact, the furniture and furnishings weren't complicated. He wanted to trace the reason and details of Zheng Xudong's death here through the items in the room.

It was just that without the support of more evidence and content, thinking just by brain wasn't comprehensive, nor was it correct.

So he didn't linger in the room, took a look, and returned to the corridor.

"Have the two cleaners made their statements?"

"Yes, they have been done." Zhou Yao responded and handed the statement to Li Xuewu from behind, "We have marked the movement trajectory of the cleaners after entering the room to facilitate comparative investigation."

There was nothing special in the statement. Li Xuewu was used to reading this; after all, he had worked in the Security Section.

Closing the statement, he raised his head and looked at Zhou Yao, saying, "This case is quite special. You should still report it up according to the procedure."

"Alright, I will report the situation here to Deputy Manager Yu." Zhou Yao responded when she saw him arrange it like this.

It was just that Li Xuewu wasn't satisfied. He pointed at her and emphasized, "Still talk to Comrade Xiaoqin, alright."

After saying this, without waiting for Zhou Yao to respond again, he stepped toward the stairs, meaning he was leaving.

Zhou Yao looked at Han Yating in confusion, not understanding what the leader meant.

Han Yating was her senior, so she would naturally take care of her.

Pressing Zhou Yao's arm, Han Yating said softly, "Do as the leader says, and follow the procedure."

After saying this, she nodded and chased after Li Xuewu again.

At the stairwell, Li Xuewu didn't choose to take the elevator but walked down, and Han Yating chased after him and asked for instructions: "Leader, what should our hotel do next?"

"Pay attention to the influence and handle it as soon as possible."

Li Xuewu sighed. It was useless to cover up when such a thing happened; the guests would definitely know.

In service places, this kind of thing was relatively taboo, and both business and service would be affected.

In the middle of the night, even the waiters would be nervous and scared when walking in the empty corridor, right?

"I need a phone to report the situation here to the leaders."

"Alright, no problem." Han Yating saw Li Xuewu's calmness. He should have already thought about what to do at this time.

Actually, Zheng Xudong died in vain. Han Yating was a bystander and could see it clearly. This case was almost done.

Li Xuewu needed nothing more than a bargaining chip, a fair opportunity for communication; he didn't even understand the tool person.

The case happened to him. His problem was quite serious, but it wasn't serious enough to be shot.

She saw it more clearly. Zhou Zechuan's posture of surrounding without annihilating wasn't to force Zheng Xudong to confess his problems?

If his problem was truly very serious, why would Zhou Zechuan use this move? He wouldn't want to force someone to death either, right?

Confessing problems and implicating the people behind him was the key to Li Xuewu's layout, and also the goal that Zhou Zechuan had to achieve passively.

Actually, by now, Han Yating couldn't help but see that whether Zheng Xudong lived or died, he couldn't escape the trap of being investigated and used.

Conversely, for Secretary-General Li Xuewu, even if Zheng Xudong died, it wouldn't affect the overall situation.

Sending him to the door of the lounge, Han Yating stood in the corridor for a long time, listening to the sound of asking for a phone inside, then sighed, and then cheered up to do the aftermath work.

Bang—

The door of Deputy Director Su's office was pushed open rudely for the first time, and the person who came didn't even show a bit of etiquette.

"Deputy Director Liang, you—"

Gu Cheng was also anxious. He had blocked it once at the door, but Liang Zuodong rushed in so urgently.

Usually, he was called Deputy Manager Liang. This time, in his panic, he actually called his previous job title.

Liang Zuodong didn't pay any attention to him. His eyes were wide and blood-red, staring at Deputy Director Su, whose face was iron-blue behind the desk, and roared angrily in a suppressed voice: "How dare you kill him!"

"What nonsense are you talking—"

Su Weide slapped the table, and the teacup on the table jumped up. It could be seen how great the force was and how urgent the temper was.

Could he not be in a hurry? Listen to what kind of bullshit question Liang Zuodong asked. It was impossible for him to go and kill someone.

Li Xuewu wouldn't let anyone off easily. Since Zheng Xudong had finally died once, he would naturally make good use of it.

Group leaders, as long as they were involved in the relationship, he had notified them in order.

For those not involved, he also had the duty room of the Comprehensive Management Department make a record, and notified the secretaries first, so everyone would know when they went to work in the morning.

Zheng Xudong couldn't die in vain!

"What nonsense am I talking? What are you doing!"

Liang Zuodong was also anxious. He pointed at Su Weide and cursed loudly, "Why did you kill him!"

"Fart, get out!"

Su Weide stood up slapping the table, but the direction he pointed was Gu Cheng, who was in a dilemma at the door.

Gu Cheng could be described as a typical example of the city gate catching fire and bringing disaster to the pond fish. He wasn't annoyed at this time and simply withdrew from the office.

He had originally wanted to watch the fun, but the leader didn't give him this opportunity. Could it be that the leader had long seen that he had a rebellious bone in the back of his head?

Rebellious bone Gu Cheng had just gone out, and Su Weide frowned and emphasized: "I didn't, how could I possibly kill Zheng Xudong?"

"Who else but you—"

Liang Zuodong gritted his teeth and said, "Wasn't it you who let us contact the Santa Ya Group, wasn't it you who let us handle Cheng Kaiyuan? What else do you want to say!"

"Fart, you're crazy!"

Su Weide looked at the door cautiously, then leaned over, stared into Liang Zuodong's eyes, and asked, "Do you know what you are talking about, ah?"

"I know, I have no way out."

Liang Zuodong was truly a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, or he was a person on a cliff with nowhere to live.

He spread his hands, looked at Su Weide, and said, "Zheng Xudong died in the International Hotel, died in Mercedes' room."

"What did I tell you that day? Don't provoke him, stabilize him, isn't it fine to wait for him to take the bait himself?"

Liang Zuodong stared with blood-red eyes and said fiercely, "Do you know what it means for him to die there?"

"Ah? ——"

He said loudly, "The case is big, you can't suppress it, Mercedes is exposed, we all have to die!"

Su Weide had a cold face, staring at Liang Zuodong's expression as if he were looking at a dead person. At this moment, he really wanted to kill the other party.

Because only Liang Zuodong knew everything, he was his last dead door. But at this moment in the office, with his skills, to deal with Liang Zuodong, wouldn't it become a fight between two chickens?

Moreover, if Liang Zuodong died in his office, he wouldn't be able to live either, so thinking about all this now had no meaning.

"Do you know what Mercedes said?"

Liang Zuodong pursed his lips, revealing a miserable laugh, and said, "He said he had an alibi, but couldn't prove why Zheng Xudong appeared in his long-term package room."

"Do you know how Zheng Xudong entered his room?"

Liang Zuodong reached out and pointed at Su Weide's chest, whispering, "He used a key and documents to enter, walked in openly, and wanted everyone to know—"

"Zhou Yao of the Security Department has already started investigating Zheng Xudong's social relations, do you know!"

He spoke louder and louder, making Su Weide's ears go deaf, but he still endured it.

Watching Liang Zuodong go crazy, Su Weide's heart also sank to the bottom. He had never calculated that Zheng Xudong would commit suicide.

Why wouldn't Zheng Xudong commit suicide?

Because this little thing wasn't enough to die for. At most, it was a few decades in prison. At worst, he would compensate the other party.

But now the situation was that Zheng Xudong had gone to the extreme, using a rotten life to drag them all into the water.

If Zheng Xudong had held on in that position, they would always have had a chance to help him reduce his sentence, or even settle this matter.

But once Zheng Xudong fell, what was exposed behind him wasn't just a little bit.

"Do you know, Zheng Xudong told me that he had some things in his hands." Liang Zuodong pointed at Su Weide's chest and asked fiercely, "Deputy Director Su, are you really not afraid of death?"

"I didn't kill him, and it's impossible for me to have killed him."

Su Weide's heart was very chaotic now. He looked at Liang Zuodong and emphasized, "The cause of his death hasn't even been found out yet, and you are biting randomly. What if it was murder, what if it was killed by that someone?"

"Who is it? Deputy Director Su, tell me—"

At this moment, the expressions of the two people in the office stiffened. They had been arguing so fiercely just now that they forgot to look at the door.

And Su Weide was used to it. There was still someone who dared to peek in his office. Wasn't there still his secretary Gu Cheng guarding outside?

Even if someone came, Gu Cheng should have blocked them, or reminded him...

Damn! Gu Cheng ruined me!

The two turned to look at the door. Zhou Yao, whom Liang Zuodong had just mentioned, was standing there staring at them with narrowed eyes.

Seen a ghost—

No need to think about it; it must have been Gu Cheng on purpose, letting people in to listen to their conversation. Since it was so loud, they had long been heard.

Now the worry was, how much did Zhou Yao hear?

"I've been listening for a while, it's very exciting—" Zhou Yao walked into the office slowly, raised her eyebrows and said, "I couldn't bear to interrupt the two leaders, and coincidentally heard some unexpected joys."

"Cough—" Liang Zuodong's face turned red at this moment, as if he would die of a brain hemorrhage at any time.

He felt uncomfortable holding it in, coughed hard, and then felt he could breathe, but his face turned gray and white, as if he were about to die.

"Deputy Director Su, why don't you say something?"

Zhou Yao was truly ruthless, staring into Su Weide's eyes and asking, "You just mentioned that Zheng Xudong was murdered, you know who killed him, right?"

"I—how would I know?"

Su Weide had long been impatient with being asked. Why did Zheng Xudong die, and everyone came to ask him? Was he an immortal?

"Don't know? You are the section chief of the Security Department. You have seen the scene, don't you know who killed him?"

"Precisely because I have seen the scene, I came to ask the two of you—"

Zhou Yao deliberately set an ambush, her gaze sweeping sharply over the two, and said softly: "Or, should Deputy Manager Liang go back with us for investigation first? So that we can ask clearly, how about it?"

"I—what is there to ask?"

Liang Zuodong was about to be unable to stand firm. He didn't expect Zhou Yao to target him so quickly. He turned to look at Su Weide, full of requests for help.

"Hey, there's plenty to ask—"

Zhou Yao twitched the corners of her mouth and said unintentionally: "We found the note you wrote to Zheng Xudong at the scene."

"What? What note?" Liang Zuodong was stunned, "I didn't write any note to him!"

Su Weide looked at him, and his gaze also became sharp. This grandson wouldn't be a thief shouting to catch a thief, right?

Could it be that Liang Zuodong killed Zheng Xudong?

If that was the case, then killing him in Mercedes' package room, what was his intention, was it aimed at him?

Not right, not right!

Su Weide couldn't think of any reason for Liang Zuodong to seek death in his heart, but now Zheng Xudong was dead, and he died suspiciously.

There must be something wrong somewhere. By the way, what Liang Zuodong just mentioned, where did the materials in Zheng Xudong's hands go?

If he thought about it this way...

PS: Stop shouting that it's watery. The second volume is ending, so the situation must be explained clearly, and the plot will also progress in layers.

Similarly, the third volume has already begun to be paved, and the main contradictions have been highlighted. Please look forward to it.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1357 =====