Chapter 45: Forty-fifth step

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation." Yan Cheng knew that unless it was a matter of urgency, Artest wouldn't call him so uninterrupted. He answered the phone and closed the door lightly. Walk quickly to the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.
The beautiful peach blossom narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked down at the night view outside the window without expression.
I can vaguely hear the noise on the other end of the phone that is far away.
Artest breathed long and was silent for a moment before calmly saying, "Boss, Zhou Chao is dead."
I don’t know if it’s because Artest took a ruthless road in his early years, and was accustomed to certain things. So when he said that Zhou Chao was dead, he was calm and could no longer be calm, as if facing a death. The same as fish, if possible, he even wants to discuss whether this dead fish is used for braising or steaming.
What kind of subordinates have what kind of bosses.
Yan Cheng's first reaction when he heard Artai say this was: It's my shit!
In fact, he raised his eyebrows and said so.
The sleepy voice didn't have a trace of attack.
He was cut off from the group of people who had provoke him because of the boredom of the year 800 years ago. Besides, they are just insignificant people. It really doesn’t matter to him whether he is dead or not, "Atay, when are you? So gossip?"
There is no moonlight tonight.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
Yan Cheng raised his head in an unhappy mood, looking at the shattering light, and suddenly he wanted Chen Jinyao to wake up and watch the stars together.
But this thought just flashed past. When he woke up tomorrow morning, he would go to Putuo Mountain. Things were priorities, and he didn't get to the point where he couldn't tell anything.
"..." Artest was thinking about how to organize the language, but he was gently agitated in a joke like this. He didn't do the psychological defense work at all. He said the statement in a calm voice, and he came out all in one breath. That kind of, "Boss, before Zhou Chao died, he had been to the Erguan."
Yan Cheng frowned, changed the phone to his other hand, pressed his lips against his other ear, and said nothing.
The night outside the window seems to add a rich color to the surroundings.
Obviously, it will be dawn in more than two hours.
Artest said with a solemn face: "The police came over to adjust the surveillance video. Zhou Chao came alone, and he was holding a woman when he left..."
After a pause, he continued without any fluctuations: "He died on the bed in his own apartment. Yes, he played very happily before he died. From what Police Officer Deng said, the murderer may be the woman who was taken away by Zhou Chao."
"Dying under the peony flower, and being a ghost?" Yan Cheng yawned lazily, obviously not realizing the seriousness of the problem.
He was not interested in these, and even wanted to interrupt and fool around.
It's best if you can just say "If nothing is wrong, just hang up."
Obviously, this possibility does not exist.
As Officer Deng was getting colder and had all his impatient gaze overflowing his eyes, Artest finally started the finishing touch of what he was going to say, "Because it was a murder case, the last woman who had a relationship with Zhou Chao was still I left from Erguan, so Officer Xing wants to find out about the situation with you."
After a few seconds of silence, Artest raised his eyes and glanced at Officer Deng.
Faintly said: "Oh, the exact and rigorous wording is, please come back and cooperate with the investigation."
Yan Cheng: "……………………"
This can be regarded as completely scaring away the sleepy bugs entrenched in Yan Cheng.
Because the four easy-to-speak words "cooperate with the investigation", he instantly changed his identity as an outsider who was not too busy to look at it, to an insider who might be able to cut things out.
He darkened his face and let go of his unhappiness without hesitation.
Still the same sentence, this time I went back, where is the gentleness and politeness of the first time I said this sentence: "It's a matter of labor and management!"
But even so, he still controlled his voice.
Turning sideways slightly, glanced at the bedroom from time to time.
It's not easy to come out and play. The emperor is thousands of miles away, and it can cause trouble, which is really bad luck.
Yan Cheng suddenly became a little irritable, so he wanted to find a cigarette to smoke.
Artest's cell phone was taken by Officer Deng.
As soon as I put it to my ear, I heard the content that tended to be irritable.
He stepped back two steps and said solemnly: "As far as I know, you and Zhou Chao have some old grudges?"
During the time he stayed together, he hardly gave Yan Cheng a chance to challenge and refute. He lowered his eyelashes slightly and reminded: "For example, more than eight months ago, the Erguan was suspected of prostitution. The case was reported by Zhou Chao. , You are also framed."
"Someone heard you say that he must be killed to find an opportunity."
"Furthermore, the prostitute before Zhou Chao died was from your Erguan."
Yan Cheng ran on the guardrail at will, looking down at the shadow of the wind-blown tree downstairs, his tight chin tightened his lips as if he moved his whole body. After a long while, he asked: "Police officer, this is not the case. What does the objective meaning mean?"
"It doesn't mean anything." Deng Chuan looked lightly, and then said speciously: "After all, I just hope you can cooperate with the investigation."
"As the police, when we are handling the case, we of course want to obtain the most beneficial information for catching the real murderer by asking all relevant personnel."
Yan Cheng coldly said: "I think I welcome Officer Deng to call me at any time, instead of disturbing my dreams in the middle of the night, and urging people to return with some alarmist words."
From the sky to the north, it seemed that the swords were going to be drawn at such a distance.
Deng Chuan has a bad temper, and Yan Cheng has a bad temper.
But in the end someone has to compromise first. Deng Chuan guesses that this is the case because of prejudice against Yan Cheng. After calming down, his tone naturally eases a little, "Well, please also Mr. Yan to return to the emperor tomorrow morning to cooperate with the police.
Later, Deng Chuan asked a few more questions about Zhou Chao.
Yan Cheng suppressed his dissatisfaction, but he was still cooperative.
When the questioning was almost over, he became more sober and the driving force of curiosity became more serious, and he asked more: "Is the murderer that woman?"
Deng Chuan vaguely answered that he was "not sure yet."
In silence, he mentioned the ethos of the Erguan operation.
In and out of words, I always feel that I care about something.
Yan Cheng laughed: "The woman is not an employee of Erguan, so what she wants to do with Zhou Chao has nothing to do with me."
After a pause for a few seconds, he said, "Police officer, I am a good citizen who knows and abides by the law."
I must go back.
Before hanging up the phone, Artest also said the same. He rarely took off the disguise under his calm mask, and said alarmistly: "I'm afraid it's not that simple."
"Okay, you're not afraid of shadows when you are upright." Yan Cheng said optimistically.
Artai: "No, boss, it's mainly affecting Erguan now."
………
The night has passed.
The day after Lixia would have been longer.
It was also early in the morning, and the distant azure cloud junction was slowly whitening, and the colorful lights that appeared only at night in the city had slowly faded away from the moment the Venus appeared.
Yan Cheng squinted his eyes to witness these changes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The smoking addict has never been so intolerable when he comes up.
The irritability is gone now.
He still came with the attitude that it didn't matter to him.
But this does not mean that he can ignore it.
After all, it is still involved, and cooperating with the police to solve the case is also within the scope of obligation.
Zhou Chao died suddenly.
Vaguely, there are always a few strange things.
Because of murder,
Even if Erguan is not the first crime scene,
When you are disturbed or called by someone who is interested, you can call out some negative images.
Now, according to Artest's reaction, this situation has already emerged.
The current situation is, or it must be taken into account, that Artest can be on his own again, and some things still have to be solved by him as the boss.
Yan Cheng collapsed and felt that he had the selfishness of a businessman. The death of a stranger or even annoying person was of little importance to him. If it were not forcing him, he would not make sense at all. Will make sense.
Most importantly, it involves the business of Erguan.
A quiet morning came quietly, and after a while, the city would wake up.
Even this short silence will not last long.
He thought about it seriously and carefully, combining various factors that must be considered, and finally, he booked a flight ticket from Hangzhou to the imperial capital at 7:12.
And it's just a ticket to return to the imperial capital alone.
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He went back to the bedroom to arrange his clothes.
Then he changed into his pajamas, put on clothes, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and even the slightest movement, one after another, can always wake Chen Jinyao.
Yan Cheng looked at Chen Jinyao for a while, entangled, and finally turned over to bed, put his arms around her, and buried his head in her neck, humming, babbling, babbling, as if he had suffered a great grievance.
Chen Jinyao smiled, patted his head, and coaxed him.
"Why are you getting up so early!"
Yan Cheng didn't answer her at first.
There was silence for dozens of seconds.
He was bored and said: "I can't accompany you to Mount Putuo."
Chen Jinyao: "Huh???"
"I have to go back to the imperial capital. Something has happened over there." He sighed deeply, wondering whether to tell her about it. He always felt that many people were worried about it. Go, the airport is too far from here, and I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it, so I only booked my own ticket."
"If Putuo Mountain is going to..."
"You wait for two days in Hangzhou, I will let Jinlin come to accompany you."
Chen Jinyao frowned, always feeling that the atmosphere was wrong, "I will go back with you."
After pondering for a moment, he asked him: "What's the matter?"
"No." He groaned again, "Don't you, you go to Putuo Mountain first for me, I am unwilling to pay my respects."
"Let your sister come over this afternoon."
Chen Jinyao rolled his eyes and ignored the second half of his words, only to respond to his grievances "No" and said: "Come on, just your unhappy expression."
"..."
Chen Jinyao: "Say quickly."
Yan Cheng gave a low "Oh", and then directly said to the point, summarizing the matter very concisely.
"That's it, I don't know why I have to return to the Imperial Capital."
I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, as if it has frozen.
"………………………"
Really deserved to be a husband and wife, the first reaction to hearing this was the same.
Chen Jinyao was expressionless, followed by anger, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and then slowly said four words: "It's your shit."