Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 814 Internet of Things Company
Uncle: "His ex-wife seems to be out of the country now."

"Huh? Where did they go?" Lu Yuanqiu asked curiously.

Lu Cheng thought for a moment, looked at the second son, and asked, "I remember that the old man of the Yu family opened a company in the United States back then, right? I think it was in the field of information technology. After the old man died, the position of CEO was handed over to his daughter, who is Zhang Zhisheng's ex-wife, Yu Zhimei."

Second Uncle: "I think so, I haven't paid attention to it for a long time."

Another one who ran off to the United States.

Lu Yuanqiu pondered for a moment before asking, "What's the company called?"

Upon hearing this, the uncle took out his phone, searched it, and replied, "Smart Link, which translates to Smart Link Network Company."

Lu Yuanqiu: "That sounds familiar."

The uncle put his phone back in his pocket: "We have a branch in China, and there's one in Zhucheng."

After responding, he looked at Lu Yuanqiu and probed, "You don't really want to investigate this woman, do you? It's not easy to investigate. The Yu family is involved in both the legitimate and criminal worlds. The big shot involved in Zhang Yibin's USB drive last time was one of the two major figures behind the Yu family. However, your third uncle has already brought him down. The one who is still around is related to the Yu family and also has the surname Yu."

Lu Yuanqiu analyzed, "I think Yu Zhimei must have some issues with Zhang Zhisheng. This guy has both an illegitimate son and an illegitimate daughter. It's already a testament to Yu Zhimei's good temper that she didn't kill him."

Uncle: "As long as they are accomplices, no matter how much Yu Zhimei dislikes Zhang Zhisheng, she would never betray him. If this path is not feasible, we should start with Zhang Zhisheng. He is basically powerless now except for a little money. As long as we can find evidence from him..."

Bai Songzhe: "He won't leave any evidence. I know him. But I don't care about my reputation anymore. I just hope that the truth about the car accident can be found out and that my son can get justice."

But now even Baek Song-cheol has a slight doubt that he may have made a mistake in his judgment.

Zhang Zhisheng may not really be the kind of person who acts so ruthlessly.

Bai Qingxia realized what was happening and looked at Lu Yuanqiu, who then gestured for her to speak.

"Dad, Uncle Song just called and said he's found two suspects. He'll have Luo Qiang go for further identification tomorrow. Are you going?"

Bai Songzhe nodded: "Go!"

After leaving the company, the eldest and second uncles went home. Lu Yuanqiu returned to Xingfuli and went up to the sixth floor with the father and daughter.

As Bai Songzhe walked into the spacious and bright house that Bai Qingxia had rented, he looked around and said while changing his shoes, "I'd like to go back to the house we used to live in when I have time."

Bai Qingxia took off her high heels: "From Osmanthus Alley?"

"No, it's the one where our family of four lives."

Lu Yuanqiu opened the cabinet in the entryway, took out some band-aids, pulled Bai Qingxia to the sofa and sat down, put her feet on his lap, and applied band-aids to the chafed areas on her heels.

After doing all this, Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia looked up as if they sensed something and found that Aunt Zhang in the living room and Bai Songzhe in the entryway were both staring at them.

Their gazes met briefly before they looked away, one going to pour tea and the other to use the restroom.

Lu Yuanqiu leaned close to Bai Qingxia's ear and whispered, "Aunt Zhang seems to be wearing makeup."

Bai Qingxia was about to laugh when she saw Aunt Zhang carrying two cups of tea toward them. She quickly stopped smiling, thanked her, and accepted the tea.

After Aunt Zhang left, Lu Yuanqiu looked at Bai Qingxia and asked in confusion, "You don't actually ship your dad's love life, do you?"

"I..." Bai Qingxia hesitated, leaned forward, propped her chin up with her hands, and looked conflicted: "I just want my dad to be happy, as long as he's happy."

"How much younger is Aunt Zhang than your father?"

"19 is old."

"Hiss... tender grass eating old cow."

"Keep your voice down." Bai Qingxia patted Lu Yuanqiu on the shoulder.

She whispered, "Before, when I gave Aunt Zhang money, she wouldn't take it, only accepting money for daily meals. But these past two days, she's started accepting other kinds of money."

"Of course, how can a woman dress up if she doesn't have money?"

Seeing that Aunt Zhang had swept over here, the two people whispering by the sofa quickly shut their mouths.

The sound of flushing water came from the bathroom. Bai Songzhe hadn't come out yet, but Zhang Ru had already straightened up and looked over there. While sweeping the floor, she glanced at Bai Songzhe's back as he came out to wash his hands. Seeing Bai Songzhe's wet hands, she suddenly smiled, immediately put down the broom and walked over, pulling a washcloth from a bag hanging on the wall: "There are washcloths here."

"Okay, thank you."

Bai Songzhe was still very polite to Aunt Zhang.

This simple little interaction made Aunt Zhang happily walk back and pick up the broom. Suddenly, she paused, looked up, and saw Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia immediately looking down, one looking at her phone and the other counting her toes.

……

Luo Qiang also returned to Lucheng for the Mid-Autumn Festival. After being notified by Lu Yuanqiu on his mobile phone yesterday, he met with Lu Yuanqiu and the others at the main entrance of Baoyuan District Police Station this morning.

This was Luo Qiang's first time meeting Bai Songzhe, but for some reason, just by looking at his appearance, he could guess that this handsome middle-aged man must be Bai Qingxia's father. It wasn't that the father and daughter looked alike, but rather that he instinctively felt that two such good-looking people must be related.

Old Song personally went out to greet them.

As he walked in, he said, "The suspect from Hongshan District of Lucheng is not far away. We brought him here so we can identify him on the spot."

Seeing Luo Qiang walking with his head down, seemingly more nervous than ever, Lu Yuanqiu patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you can't remember, just go by your gut feeling."

When my third sister was drawing, she always let him judge based on his intuition.

Luo Qiang nodded.

Upon arriving at the interrogation room, the group stood at the door. Old Song beckoned Luo Qiang to come in. Inside, a middle-aged man with a round face and ordinary features sat at the table. He did indeed resemble the man in the portrait.

Luo Qiang stared at him and scrutinized him carefully.

Old Song: "Yang Dezhi, stand up."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man stood up timidly, looking like a guilty thief. He didn't dare to meet Luo Qiang's gaze, as if he was afraid that the other party would find fault with him.

Lu Yuanqiu and the other two quietly observed this scene from the doorway.

Old Song: "Let's take a closer look?"

Luo Qiang suddenly shook his head: "No need, it's not him."

Old Song was taken aback: "Looking closely, it's been quite a while. There must be changes now compared to back then."

He seemed reluctant to believe he had misjudged the situation, after all, this guy had registered a white Santana ten years ago; if it wasn't him, then only that death row inmate remained.

Luo Qiang still shook his head: "He looks a lot like the person I remember, but something feels off. I can't quite put my finger on it, but it's definitely not him..."

Old Song glanced back at Lu Yuanqiu, sighed helplessly, and then said to Luo Qiang, "Alright, let's move on to the next one."

"If this one is any later, it might be too late to see him."

Hearing Lao Song's words, Lu Yuanqiu at the door was stunned, and for some reason thought of what another person had said.

(End of this chapter)