Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 330 Storytelling

Zhang Mingzhu's surprise was not a feign. Although this book was within her plan, she also guessed that Qian Shucheng would choose to help her with a high probability, but when Qian Shucheng really said that sentence, she was still shocked. .

A look of shame flashed in her eyes, she subconsciously tilted her head, and then looked at Qian Shucheng with surprise and emotion on her face.

There seemed to be a brief rumble across the sky outside the window.

After saying these words, Qian Shucheng felt relieved, and his mood improved a lot.

He came to Zhou Xingxing and said seriously: "Officer Zhou, arrest me!"

"Acheng."

Zhang Mingzhu tugged at his sleeve.

"Mr. Qian, we policemen handle cases based on evidence."

Zhou Xingxing looked at him and Zhang Mingzhu, and said thoughtfully: "We will not wrong any good person, but we will not let any bad person go."

With a blank expression, Qian Shucheng slowly sat opposite him.

"Mr. Qian."

Zhou Xingxing asked, "What do you do for work?"

Qian Shucheng replied blankly: "I used to be an editor in a magazine."

"Before? What about now?"

"Currently unemployed."

"When did you leave your job?"

"Around November last year, because I was suspected of having schizophrenia, I was sent to the hospital for treatment, and I was not discharged until today."

"Schizophrenia?"

Zhou Xingxing looked at him suspiciously, somewhat doubting his IQ.

Seeing his suspicion, Qian Shucheng lowered his eyes and said, "Officer Zhou, I have no problem with my intelligence, and I can be responsible for what I said."

"Well."

Zhou Xingxing picked up his pen again and asked, "Where were you from 9pm to 13pm on September 5 last year?"

"I'm at the gate of Baoshan Kindergarten."

Qian Shucheng lowered his eyebrows and said like a wooden man: "I made an appointment with Wang Minghui to kidnap Lin Qicai, the son of Lin Haobo, the boss of Donghua Newspaper Group Co., Ltd."

Wang Minghui is Jack's real name. Zhou Xingxing circled the name in the information and asked, "How did you and Wang Minghui meet?"

"I often go to a bar, because I chatted with him better, so I became friends with him."

"Why did you kidnap Lynch?"

"Because I want to take revenge on Lin Haobo."

"Revenge on him? Why?"

"Because he wants to buy our magazine."

Speaking of work, Qian Shucheng's eyes brightened a little: "Our magazine is not large, but we have many loyal readers. Our poetry anthology weekly "Poetry" is the only poetry magazine left in Hunan and Hong Kong. The last harbor for all poetry lovers in Hunan and Hong Kong."

"But last year Donghua Press bought us, "Poetry" ceased publication, and the focus of the entire magazine began to shift to entertainment and gossip."

"I was transferred to a new department as a copy editor. There was no hope of promotion, and I had to start all over again."

"But it doesn't matter."

Qian Shucheng chuckled, and said: "I am the copy editor of "Poetry". From the day it was founded, I have accompanied it and our readers to grow up together. It is like my child."

"Donghua Press killed "Poetry" and killed my child, so I want to take revenge on Donghua Press and Lin Haobo..."

"Acheng!"

Zhang Mingzhu pulled his arm, her eyes were full of surprise and emotion.

Only now did she realize that from the very beginning, Qian Shucheng had planned to help her take the blame.

After returning home, he didn't say a word on the surface, but in fact he was fabricating a set of motives and the process of committing the crime that could withstand scrutiny.

Holding her hand, Qian Shucheng turned his face and blinked at her slightly.

Zhang Mingzhu was taken aback for a moment, and the long memory resurfaced again.

After being married for so long, she seems to have forgotten how Qian Shucheng chased her back in the first place.

But this blink of an eye brought her back to the past.

Back then, she was in full bloom and had countless suitors. The reason why Qian Shucheng was able to stand out from many suitors and capture her heart was because of the interesting stories he told.

She remembered that when they were dating, Qian Shucheng would always tell her some weird stories, which made her laugh out loud.

Every time, she would joke that writers like him are the best at deceiving people, but Qian Shucheng blinked slightly every time before seriously saying: "I can deceive others, but I will definitely not deceive you."

But this time, Ah Cheng was telling stories again.

"When Wang Minghui and I drink, we always brag about how powerful he is in the Tao, but I know that he is extremely poor, so he only drinks with me every time."

"I made an agreement with him to kidnap Boss Lin's son together and split the money fifty-fifty after getting the money, but he accidentally killed the child..."

Qian Shucheng spoke calmly, as if he was telling someone else's story.

On the other hand, Zhang Mingzhu held his arm tightly, her eyes were empty, and her whole body was trembling.

Zhou Xingxing stared at him, interjected and asked, "Why did you choose to do it at the kindergarten gate?"

"I often pick up my wife from get off work, and I am familiar with the terrain there."

Hearing this, Zhang Mingzhu was taken aback, her eyes turned red.

"You keep talking."

Zhou Xingxing signaled him to speak.

Qian Shucheng's eyes were still blank: "Wang Minghui took the money and ran away. Because I was afraid of being found out by the police, I pretended to be crazy and went to the mental hospital. I have been discharged from the hospital until today."

Tears blurred her eyes, Zhang Mingzhu looked at him and shook her head, biting her lips.

"Then you kept it a secret for so long, why did you choose to confess now?" Zhou Xingxing looked at them and asked again.

Turning to look at him, Qian Shucheng smiled wryly and said, "Because Officer Zhou came to your door, I feel that I can't hide it, so it's better to confess."

"It's not like this...it's not like this..." Zhang Mingzhu burst into tears and hoarse weakly.

Zhou Xingxing looked at her and suddenly asked, "Ms. Zhang, do you have anything to add?"

"what……?"

Zhang Mingzhu was startled, looked at him blankly, then turned to look at Qian Shucheng, but couldn't say that sentence.

Qian Shucheng suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of her hand, and squeezed it hard.

Looking into his eyes, Zhang Mingzhu lowered her head in shame, closed her eyes tightly, and burst into tears.

Zhou Xingxing looked at them and became a little puzzled for a while.

This situation is different from what Feinan told him?Isn't the murderer Zhang Mingzhu?Why did he become her husband again?
"I have a preliminary understanding of the specific situation."

Zhou Xingxing combined the documents and said, "I need you two to go back to the police station with me to make a record."

"Can I bring some underwear?"

Qian Shucheng laughed at himself: "If there are no accidents, I should not have to come back."

"Okay, better hurry up."

Zhou Xingxing nodded, watched him pull Zhang Mingzhu into the bedroom, took out his phone, and called Feinan.

However, after calling several times, Feinan's phone could not be connected.

What's happening here?
Although he tricked the two suspects into following him to the police station, he was a traffic policeman, so it was against the rules to do so.

But Feinan couldn't get through the phone again, alas, forget it, I'd better call that bastard Cao Dahua.

In the bedroom, Qian Shucheng came to the wardrobe and stood silently.

"Acheng..."

Zhang Mingzhu hugged him from behind, sobbing and crying: "I regret it, I can't just watch you die for me, I'm so stupid, why do I make the same mistakes again and again, Ah Cheng, I regret it..."

"You regret it now? What about my son's life?!"

A strange voice appeared, and Zhang Mingzhu suddenly felt that Qian Shucheng's body in his arms became cold.

She looked up, Qian Shucheng and her image were reflected in the fitting mirror on the closet, she was still in tears, but Qian Shucheng's face turned into another man's, Sen Lan was terrifying.

Snapped!
The light in the bedroom suddenly went out, and Zhang Mingzhu was about to scream, but he turned around suddenly and pinched his neck.

(End of this chapter)