Chapter 1032 (2/2)

Zhou Wenhao sat quietly in the swivel chair, motionless. The man on the table was holding a copy of the Gangbei morning post.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, the watermelon with black skin and white flesh in Li Qingkou is just an interesting topic after dinner, but it has a completely different meaning here in Zhou Wenhao, director of the port supervision department.

Zhou Wenhao took a deep breath and felt a burst of chagrin in his heart. The leader of the Li family reminds him all the time that although the Li family has little military and political relations, there is a heavyweight who always acts as Li Qing's protective - umbrella.

”Zhong Ruoxi...” Zhou Wenhao's eyes were slightly heavy and his cheeks were cold. Obviously, he may be able to defeat Li Qing, but he will never defeat Zhong Ruoxi.

”What happened in Longxi that would make Zhong Ruoxi so dedicated to helping him...”

While Zhou Wenhao was thinking hard, the door of the office was kicked open, and Qiao Xue, who was fit in uniform and tall, broke in.

Zhou Wenhao's face suddenly changed, and his tone severely scolded, ”why don't you knock at the door!”

Qiao Xue strode to Zhou Wenhao and threw his folder on the table in front of him: ”there was an accident. Five minutes ago, Qi Wude died violently on the way of escort. He died in the car of our inspector's office.”

Zhou Wenhao suddenly stiffened, raised his head, widened his eyes, and stared at Qiao Xue: ”dead?”

”Well, dead.”

”How did you die?”

”They haven't come back yet.” Qiao Xue answered with a pursed mouth. ”I have arranged an autopsy here. As soon as they arrive, they will send the body to the autopsy room immediately.”

After a pause, Qiao Xue glanced at Zhou Wenhao and continued: ”judging from the current situation, Qi Wude should have taken some kind of poison to delay the attack.”

”Asshole!” Zhou Wenhao kicked his foot and leaned back. He picked up the coffee cup on the table and fell hard on the French window behind him.

With a crisp click, the coffee cup instantly fell apart.

Zhou Wenhao was furious, his cheeks twisted and roared loudly: ”Qi Kuan, this bastard! Dare to do such a thing openly. Is there an inspector's office in his eyes? It's lawless! It's lawless!”

Qiao Xue turned back and waved to the little superintendent who came into the office when he heard the sound, indicating that she would not come in for the time being.

After calming his mind, Qiao Xue's red lips opened: ”Qi Kuan has been forced into a desperate situation, and it is inevitable that he will sink the boat. Although he took a risk, he completely cut off our current investigation clues.”

Zhou Wenhao stretched out his hand to cover his temple, which was jumping all the time, and fiercely bit his teeth: ”now we can only wait for the news of Li Qing. As long as Ma Lijun is in his hand, we won't have no cards to play.”

Qiao Xue hesitated slightly: ”do you want to... Call Li Qing?”

Zhou Wenhao thought quietly for a while, then stretched out his hand and pushed the telephone on the table towards Qiao Xue: ”you call.”

”OK.” Qiao Xue leaned slightly and picked up the microphone. The opposite Zhou Wenhao quickly opened the drawer to turn over Li Qing's mobile phone number. He had just pulled out his book, but when he looked up, he saw that Qiao Xue had stretched out his hand and input the mobile phone number quite skillfully.

”Do you even remember his cell phone number?” Zhou Wenhao stared at Qiao Xue's delicate white cheek in surprise.

”Ah?” Qiao Xue blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhou Wenhao suspiciously, ”what's the matter?”

Zhou Wenhao's look was inevitably a little embarrassed. He waved his hand carelessly: ”no... it's okay, you fight.”

”Oh.” Qiao Xue pressed the dial button, then raised her jade finger and directly pressed the release button.

The phone was soon connected. Li Qing's voice came from the phone: ”Hello, I'm Li Qing.”

”It's me.”

”Oh, but who are you, please?”

Qiao Xuexiu frowned slightly: ”can't you hear my voice?”

”Ha ha ha, Sheriff Joe, I'm kidding you. What's the matter?”

”Ziwood died on the way to the inspector's office,” Qiao Xue whispered. ”We suspect that he took some kind of delayed poison and died of poisoning.”

”Isn't this nonsense? There's no need to doubt?” Li Qing sneered. ”I'm particularly annoyed with your police. If there's no investigation, there's no right to speak, and if there's no evidence, there's no right to trial. It's just a joke. It's obvious that Qi Kuan is afraid of exposing things and killing people.”

Qiao Xue looked at Zhou Wenhao with a gloomy face in front of him and asked, ”where are you now?”

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