Chapter 1165 (1/2)
When the maid was brought into the room, Jiang Junming was standing in front of the window and finished smoking the cigarette in his hand.
”Sir.” the little maid bowed nervously, lowered her head and dared not face Jiang Junming's eyes.
”I heard...” Jiang Junming paused slightly for a moment. He seemed to feel that the opening remarks were inappropriate. Instead, he changed his mind, ”did you see your wife in the bathroom on the first floor last night?”
”Yes.”
”What are you doing in the bathroom?”
The little maid hesitated for a while before carefully answering, ”go to the bathroom.”
”Don't you know the rules? Is the master's bathroom where servants like you go?”
Because she was too nervous, the little maid stammered: ”I... i... I forgot.”
Jiang Junming narrowed his eyes and looked at her. Then he took a mobile phone from his men and went to the little maid: ”don't be nervous. As long as you answer me honestly, you can forget the past. Do you understand?”
”Yes.”
”Is this your cell phone?”
”Yes.”
Jiang Junming turned on the mobile phone screen again and handed it to the little maid: ”was this picture taken last night?”
”Yes.”
Jiang Junming nodded and then asked, ”why did madam take this picture with you?”
”Madam... Madam said I was born with water and fell in love with... Her...”
Jiang Junming stretched out his hand, held the little maid's chin and raised his ordinary cheek.
After looking at it carefully for a while, Jiang Junming let go with a sneer: ”have you considered the end of lying to me?”
”Sir, I dare not lie to you. I really didn't lie. That's what my wife told me...”
Jiang Junming said with a smile, ”well, I believe you for the time being. Then I'll ask you again, who took this picture?”
”Madame took it.”
”She took your cell phone, didn't she?”
”Yes.”
Jiang Junming took a step closer and stared at the little maid's drooping head: ”what did she do with your mobile phone in addition to taking this picture?”
”No more.”
”Think about it again. Is it really gone?”
The little maid trembled and whispered, ”after taking the picture, my wife said she left her mobile phone upstairs and couldn't save the picture. She logged in to the social networking website with my mobile phone and posted the picture to the website.”
”That's it?”
”Yes.”
Jiang Junming was a little impatient. He grabbed the maid's shoulder with both hands and shook it: ”think about it again. Did she do anything like texting or calling after she got your mobile phone?”
The maid was so frightened that she sobbed and tears rolled down: ”Sir, it's really gone. I really didn't do anything... Just took a picture...”
Jiang Junming snorted coldly, threw the little maid aside, walked quickly to the window and stood still, frowning.
His men stopped the cigarette and lit a fire for Jiang Junming.
A man in a suit hurried into the room and whispered to Jiang Junming, ”young master, we have checked the records. During that time last night, there was no phone call from this mobile phone.”
”What about text messages?”
”There is no message record.”
Jiang Junming stared at the timid little maid and narrowed her eyes slowly: ”so she didn't lie?”
After a pause, Jiang Junming pointed to the little maid and said, ”is it possible that two people colluded to pass the message on another mobile phone?”
The man in the suit replied respectfully, ”we have checked the people who came into contact with her that night. At present, this possibility should not exist.”
”Well.” Jiang Junming nodded his head gently, and his stiff face finally eased down. ”Prepare the car, I'm going to see my father.”
”Yes.” the man answered and turned to go out to prepare.
”Young master.” the man in suit glanced at the little maid and asked very carefully, ”this man... What shall we do with it?”
”I don't want this person to affect the feelings of our husband and wife, do you understand?”
”Yes, I see, I see.” the man in suit nodded repeatedly and waved a knife to the two bodyguards behind the little maid.
Jiang Junming suddenly asked, ”is Xiaoyun still at home?”
”Ah, young master, madam has a cooking school course this afternoon. She said before she left that she would bring you egg tarts...”
”Oh, I forgot.” Jiang Junming patted his forehead. ”Have you called to confirm?”