I am the white moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 850 Chapter 850, key

Qi Lei was very angry, and looked at him with clenched fists: "Song Enshuo raised you from a young age, not to mention anything else, even if he raises a dog, he has feelings for him? He has always ignored you, and you finally made it through , but also to give him alimony, and to give him money! It’s good for him to take your money and do this kind of thing! He has already made harming people into an art, and his thoughts are vicious and meticulous, which is extremely hateful! "

Song Zhen smiled wryly.

He understands Qi Lei's complaints.

In fact, when Zhang Wei said this, Song Zhen scolded Qi Lei thousands of times in his heart.

But what's the use?
Still looking for evidence?
"It's no wonder that Yu Can firmly believed that I killed Yue Lingfeng, and even came to sue Xiao Jun to make Xiao Jun wake up. It turns out that not only the police knew about the money being deducted from my card, but even Yu Can Got it. Also, if a normal person knows this clue, they will definitely feel that I am the murderer behind the scenes."

Song Zhen wiped his face vigorously, and Lu Xunzhi's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

It is strange to say that since he was a child, he has encountered countless thrilling scenes, framed up and plots countless times, and no one can help him, he can only rely on himself.

But now, he instinctively thought of Lu Xunzhi.

This is the power of family affection, right?
Let him know that there is still a father in the world who can be his support, help him develop his thinking, and help him analyze the pros and cons.

Song Zhen's mood suddenly improved.

Because of this feeling of having loved ones to rely on, he was no longer afraid or hesitant.

He took some documents: "I'm going to Qizhixuan."

Qi Lei hurriedly followed, "I'm going too!"

Two 10 minutes later.

Qizhixuan.study.

Lu Xun's father and son were talking, Qi Lei couldn't help, so he made coffee, and then quietly guarded the door of the study.

Knowing that her son was coming, Liang Xiaoqi entered the kitchen with a smile, intending to make some snacks for her son that he loved to eat when he was a child.

There was a time when the study was particularly quiet.

Lu Xunzhi was silent for a long time, and analyzed it to Song Zhen in a gentle and detailed manner: "Song Enshuo is already at this age, and he is no longer in society. If he wants to do such a thing, he must have his own Network. And network is a social network. His existing interpersonal relationship is divided into two types: one is continued before his retirement, and the other is because of your relationship to give him face. However, buying a murderer Things can only rely on the first relationship, which is the relationship that continued before retirement."

Song Zhen listened, as if a window had opened to the world in front of her.

Seeing his dark pupils flickering, Lu Xunzhi smiled: "Son, you are so smart, you can follow my thinking and continue to analyze."

Song Zhen thought about it, and said: "He didn't have many relationships before he retired. Only... the old housekeeper of the Song family's old house! That old housekeeper has been with him for almost a lifetime, and he is loyal to him!"

Lu Xunzhi smiled complacently: "That's it. All the problems in the world have their own threads. If you sort them out clearly, the problems will naturally be solved."

Song Zhen sat there and chatted with Lu Xunzhi for a long time.

Time passed without knowing it.

Liang Xiaoqi suddenly came up with a tray, and Qi Lei hurried up to meet him: "Just leave it to me, Mrs. Lu."

Liang Xiaoqi was not used to others calling her that, but she still smiled happily: "It's okay, I made this for Xiaozhen with my own hands, and I will take it in with my own hands to complete this last step. You, just be considerate of me. Feel like a mother."

(End of this chapter)