Chapter 7
There was a lot of silence in the room, only the occasional sound of the printer working.

"Is your mobile phone number still the original one?" Shen Shiyu asked.

"Yes." Chu Wuzheng answered quickly.

Think she is bored?

Before she had time to think about it, Chu Wuzheng gave another blessing. "Do you have anything else to do?"

"No."

"If you don't, please leave, don't disturb my work, thank you."

In the past, she has seen him happy, troubled, irritable, all kinds of emotions, she has loved and been annoyed, but it has never made her feel alienated and freezing like this now.

Shen Shiyu lowered his head in aggrieved, just as he was about to touch the door, he suddenly stopped her.

"What is your relationship with Sang Shengli?"

How many days he had endured, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

At least ask again, if she says no... what if it's not?He didn't want to misunderstand her so much.

Regarding what he said, Shen Shiyu was a little strange, obviously her information was already in the police station, what could they not find out?
"Didn't you find out?"

Ah……

At this moment, Chu Wuzheng felt that all the anger was blocked in his body, and his lungs were about to explode.

He suppressed the explosion and spit out a word. "roll."

"What did you say?" Shen Shiyu looked at him inexplicably.

Chu Wuzheng finally couldn't hold back anymore, stared at her fiercely, and then let out a roar.

"Get out! Get out!"

Shen Shiyu couldn't see the reason for his anger, and could only think that he was making trouble for no reason. She was so angry that she turned around without hesitation, and slammed the door with her hand.

It seems that his dog's temper hasn't changed at all over the years.

After leaving the psychological clinic, Chu Wuzheng and Xiang Hang went to the Moye Bar in the city to find Sang Shengli's niece Sang Jie - she worked there.

The bar has not yet officially opened, and only a few cleaners are doing the cleaning.

After providing the documents, Sang Jie was quickly called out.

"Do you know that Luo Hong is having an affair?"

Sang Jie was very calm. "I know, I knew it a long time ago."

"You already know?" Chu Wuzheng raised his eyebrows. "You know it before your uncle?"

"Of course, I introduced this man to her." Sang Jie said. "If you want to see him, you can wait here until night, he is stationed here."

Chu Wuzheng and Xiang Hang looked at each other, put their hands on the glass beside them, looked at Sang Jie from top to bottom and smiled. "You are really your uncle's good niece."

"Why didn't you mention this last time?" Xiang Hang asked.

"It's because you didn't investigate thoroughly and didn't ask me." Sang Jie shrugged.

"Do you know that your uncle caught your aunt cheating?"

Sang Jie nodded.

Chu Wuzheng gave a light sigh, and whispered something to Xiang Hang. "It's strange, such a little girl is really good at everything."

Sang Jie couldn't hear his words clearly, she frowned slightly and looked at him.

"Hey, don't speak ill of me."

"Who says anything bad about you, I'll praise you." Chu Wuzheng glanced at her and sat down.

Xiang Hang continued to ask. "Is Luo Hong still in touch with that man?"

"Yes, we were in touch a while ago." Sang Jie's gaze slowly moved away from Chu Wuzheng. "My aunt said she came here to send me money, but I also knew she was looking for someone else."

"What did they say?"

"How do I know what to say? I'm not a fortune teller."

Xiang Hang asked again. "Did your aunt tell you about what your uncle ran into?"

Sang Jie shook her head in denial. "How could she tell me such a shameful thing?"

"That's what your uncle told you?"

"My uncle feels even more ashamed about this." Sang Jie chuckled lightly.

"Who the hell is that?" Xiang Hang didn't want to play around with her anymore, so he asked directly.

Sang Jie put away her smile. "My uncle's mistress."

Xiang Hang glanced at Chu Wuzheng, and stayed silent for a few seconds with him.

"Have you seen her?"

"I've seen her several times. She looks okay and has a good figure." Sang Jie said casually. "Didn't you check it?"

After the question was almost finished, Chu Wuzheng asked Xiang Hang to go back to the police station to find out all the recent financial records of Sang Shengli and Luo Hong, and stayed behind to wait for the man Sang Jie mentioned.

It was night soon, and before the bar officially opened, Sang Jie brought him to Chu Wuzheng.

Chu Wuzheng sat by the bar, crossed his legs, and looked at the fair and handsome face of the man in front of him, but his height was only around Chu Wuzheng's shoulder. "what is it call?"

"Tan Tao."

"How old?" he asked again.

"25."

A rough calculation shows that he is seven or eight years younger than Luo Hong.

"When did you and Luo Hong start?"

Tan Tao recalled. "Yes, it's been a year."

"Did you know she was married?"

Tan Tao nodded.

"You are with her because of money?" Chu Wuzheng looked at his whitewashed denim T-shirt and the damaged sneakers on his feet.

"Not exactly." Tan Tao sensed Chu Wuzheng's gaze and felt guilty. "...I feel sorry for her."

While listening, Chu Wuzheng tilted his head.

Just as Tan Tao was about to continue his narration, Chu Wuzheng raised his hand to interrupt. "wait a minute."

He got off the chair, took a few steps with his long legs and arrived at the corner of the wall, and stretched out his hand to pull out the person who was still trying to hide behind.

As soon as he pressed his big hand hard, half of Sang Jie's shoulder went numb.

"It hurts, let go."

Chu Wuzheng pushed her against the wall, staring at her with both eyes. "What kind of wall are you listening to?"

"...Are you a policeman or a hooligan?" Sang Jie rubbed her shoulders with a dissatisfied expression.

"Whatever you think." Chu Wuzheng raised his chin meaninglessly. "Let's play."

Sang Jie reluctantly leaves.

Soon, Chu Wuzheng sat back on the chair and raised his legs. "Simply put, what a distressing method."

According to Tan Tao's understanding, Luo Hong and Sang Shengli's marriage was not happy, and the reason for their unhappiness was because Sang Shengli was incapable of doing things.

From the first day of their newlyweds, Luo Hong has never enjoyed the pleasure of being in the boudoir with her husband - this is what Luo Hong told Tan Tao in tears after drinking too much wine.

She said that for nearly ten years, she has been persisting, but now, the impulse has been flat for too long, and she really can't persist.

"Wait, wait." Chu Wuzheng was surprised. "Didn't his sexual dysfunction start half a year ago?"

"No." Tan Tao said. "Sister Luo Hong said that this is the root cause of his illness since childhood, and it can't be cured, otherwise Xiaojie wouldn't have introduced me to Sister Luo Hong."

Before Chu Wuzheng left the bar, he received a call from Xiang Hang, saying that he had inquired about someone from Sang Shengli's company, which proved that it was Luo Hong who proposed divorce to Sang Shengli on his own initiative, and Sang Shengli had knelt down in front of everyone in order to save him.

Putting down the phone, Chu Wuzheng turned around from the window, and before he had time to put the phone away, he felt a flash in front of his eyes.

The light in the corridor of the bar was dim, so the sudden flash of light was particularly obvious. Chu Wuzheng raised his eyes, and saw Sang Jie standing at the door holding a mobile phone.

Chu Wuzheng didn't speak, and forced him up step by step. Sang Jie avoided his eyes, turned around and wanted to escape, but was grabbed by the collar behind her neck.

"Give me the phone."

Before Sang Jie could react, Chu Wuzheng had already grabbed her cell phone.

"Give it back to me!" Sang Jie stretched out her hand to grab it, but Chu Wuzheng was a head taller than him, as long as he raised his hand a little, she couldn't reach it even on tiptoe.

(End of this chapter)

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