Hidden Marriage 100 Points: Actor Husband, Deep Routine

Chapter 297 Self-destruct chess pieces...

After the car stopped on the road in front of an old-fashioned one-story house, Min Xiu got out of the car and opened the door for Feng Beichen: "President, we're here."

"Ah."

Get out of the car and walk towards the half-open door.

A middle-aged man inside was listening to the opera on the radio, humming a tune, leisurely.

Suddenly seeing someone breaking in, the middle-aged man immediately showed an angry expression: "Who are you! Trespassing on private houses, what do you want to do!"

"Are you Ah Hai's father?" Feng Beichen asked as he glanced at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man frowned, but his eyes were a little erratic, "I don't know you, what do you want to do?"

"Min Xiu."

Feng Beichen called out, and Min Xiu quickly walked in carrying a box, and immediately opened the box in front of the middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man saw the neatly stacked red banknotes in Min Xiu's box, his eyes widened, and his eyes sparkled, "This...you, this is..."

"In exchange, you just need to tell me what I want to know."

The middle-aged man's greedy gaze just now disappeared in an instant.

He looked at Feng Beichen warily, "You are not the police in disguise, are you?"

"Hehe." Looking at the middle-aged man's guilty look, Feng Beichen probably had an idea in his mind, turned around, and said to Min Xiu: "Let's go."

"Hey, why did you leave..."

The middle-aged man saw that Feng Beichen turned around and was about to leave, and that Min Xiu also covered the lid of the box, and wanted to follow Feng Beichen's pace to leave, so he hurriedly followed out.

"The two of you have something to talk about, why don't you just leave?"

Feng Beichen stopped in his tracks, and looked back at the middle-aged man, but his eyes were full of majesty that no one could ignore. His sexy thin lips parted and closed, and he said concisely: "The death of your son, and the whole thing , tell what you know, don’t hide anything, tell it all, and the money will be yours, it’s up to you whether you want to earn the money or not.”

"I……"

The middle-aged man was in a great struggle.

"Looking at you, the time for detoxification is not short, is it?" Feng Beichen said coldly after suddenly glancing at the middle-aged man's body.

The middle-aged man shuddered instantly, "You...what are you talking about?"

"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, I'll see if I send you to the police station for a urine test."

As soon as Feng Beichen's cold voice fell, the middle-aged man hurriedly wailed: "Hey, are you really the police? Why am I so unlucky? If I say something, can you stop arresting me..."

"You only have 3 minutes to tell the truth." Feng Beichen said coldly, already rolled up his sleeves, looking at the time.

"Yes, it was my son who did it... He received a bill... saying that as long as he drove over and killed that woman, he could get 3000 million. I, my son is filial. In order to help me pay off my debts, he... He took the order..."

The middle-aged man cried bitterly at the end: "I'm sorry for him. He died since he was a child. Mom, I didn't live up to it, but I got poisoned and ruined my family. In the end, I asked my son to sell his life to pay off my debt. I I'm not human, I'm not human..."

"The person who hired your son has already paid you the money?"

Feng Beichen's words made the middle-aged man stop crying suddenly.

When the middle-aged man mentioned money, his eyes lit up, and he praised: "That man, he was generous, and settled 3000 million in one go. My son's life is worth it!"

Feng Beichen curled his lips and smiled coldly: "After your son died, did that person contact you?"

"Yes, I called him and reported on my son's completion."

"Oh? Do you have her phone number?"

"That's it." The middle-aged man took out his mobile phone, pointed to a number on the call log and said to Feng Beichen.

"Call her." Feng Beichen said in a deep voice with cold eyes.

The middle-aged man bowed his waist and did not dare to refute, so he pressed the dial button as Feng Beichen said.

Just after it was broadcast, the middle-aged man said with a mournful face: "Empty account, he canceled the account... This kid is quite strict..."

"Boy?" Feng Beichen frowned, "Is the person who hired your son a man?"

"No, I called him. It's a man."

The middle-aged man scratched his head and said very sincerely.

Feng Beichen seemed to have thought of something, and said to Min Xiu, "Give him the money."

Min Xiu was startled, "Really?"

"Here." Feng Beichen said coldly, and after taking two steps, he added: "Remember to call 110 and report this person for poisoning."

"Yes."

After leaving Min Xiushan behind, Feng Beichen went directly to Huo Qize's studio.

Huo Qize was still wearing makeup, apparently just finished recording the show.

Seeing him coming, he joked, "Have you been frustrated by your little wife again? Every time you come to me, there must be nothing good."

"Let them go to another place first, I have something to ask you." Feng Beichen glanced at the studio assistants at the side, and said in a deep voice.

"You go out and have a drink first."

After the assistants left, Huo Qize propped his chin and said with a smile, "What's the urgent matter?"

"The brother Hu who asked you to investigate before is dead." Feng Beichen said in a deep voice.

"What's so strange about that? A gangster like that kind of desperado is originally a short-lived ghost, and one day he will die without knowing why."

"No, he was hired as a murderer."

Huo Qize looked surprised: "The hired murderer was killed?"

"..." Feng Beichen rolled his eyes at Huo Qize, and said, "Someone hired him to drive into Wen Qing, and he died. Wen Qing suffered some skin trauma because Bai Lanyu sacrificed his life to save him."

"Tenderness? The woman who is close to your little wife, she... looks very ordinary, why did she invite death? "

Feng Beichen shook his head: "This is exactly what I don't understand. If it was Shang Jinxin, why would she change her original plan and become murderous towards warmth? It stands to reason that she wants to use warmth to achieve other the goal of."

"It's really strange to say that. Could it be that it's not Shang Jinxin who wants to kill a warm person?"

"No, it must be her." Feng Beichen said solemnly, "She was very cunning this time. She even used a voice changer when calling her murderous father, making people think she was a man."

"You're so sure, it must be Shang Jinxin? Do you have any evidence?"

Feng Beichen shook his head: "There is no evidence, just a hunch."

"Pfft, intuition... your intuition, is it right?"

Feng Beichen glanced at Huo Qize, his eyes were sharp, and his tone was indifferent, "Judging from your analysis results from the professional perspective of psychology, Shang Jinxin is the kind of person who can endure being quiet?"

"So, if it's really her, what is the motive for the murder? Do you think too much? Our previous analysis results and the results of your investigation show that Shang Jinxin is planning to deal with your little wife with warmth... Now, she Doesn't killing warmth mean self-destruction of chess pieces? "

(End of this chapter)