The Mystery of the Inner Demon

Chapter 122 Valentine’s Day

As Qi Fei listened, he gradually understood what Liu Tong meant by the troublesome matter. Nancheng Hospital was a hospital with a good reputation, and it was very abnormal for it to suddenly behave so shamelessly. In addition, as Wu Shanqiu said, there was no need for the doctor named Li Liang to rush to deny the matter and anger the patient's family, because according to Zhang Juying, the greater responsibility should be placed on the blood sample delivery link.

After leaving Zhang Juying's house, Qi Fei said as soon as he got into the car: "Looks like I have to go to Nancheng Hospital tomorrow."

"Brother Fei, have you forgotten?" Wu Shanqiu said immediately.

"Forgot what?" Qi Fei asked.

"Before you came out, you promised me that you would go to Qi Dongjun to question him tomorrow."

Qi Fei then remembered this matter. This was not like his usual self. As a criminal policeman, his schedule was often full and he rarely made mistakes in remembering what he had to do. He subconsciously ignored the matter of going to find Qi Dongjun - he did not want to face his father.

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The next day, at dawn, Qi Fei had already arrived at Guiyue Apartment.

He checked last night and found that the light was on in only Room 301 in the entire apartment. Zhong Kui and her partner lived in this room.

He practiced nervously at the door, ready to open the door and accept the challenge from Grandma Meng.

"Well, I'm here to deliver breakfast..." He held the rice balls and soy milk in his hands and tried to make an excuse shamelessly.

While I was still struggling, the door suddenly opened.

However, the person standing at the door was not Grandma Meng, but Zhong Kui.

She was wearing a lotus-colored silk nightgown, with her delicate and graceful lines faintly visible, and she appeared in front of him in such a beautiful and lively manner.

"What are you mumbling at the door?" Zhong Kui seemed not surprised at his appearance at all.

Qi Fei immediately walked in and closed the door behind him.

"What's the hurry?" Zhong Kui asked with a smile, lifting her hair as she saw him hurriedly closing the door.

"Aren't you afraid of freezing to death wearing so little in the middle of winter?" Qi Fei muttered, his heart pounding.

"Didn't you see I installed a heater? Just like in the mountains, I need to keep warm inside." Zhong Kui deliberately came up next to Qi Fei, "Don't you feel hot wearing so many clothes?"

Fine beads of sweat did begin to appear on Qi Fei's forehead as he looked around.

"Grandma Meng isn't here." Zhong Kui seemed to have heard the question in his mind, and then reached out to zip up his jacket. "You stayed downstairs for so long yesterday, wasn't it because you wanted to give me a surprise this morning? I can't spoil it. I asked Grandma Meng to leave at five o'clock to go back to Sanwu Town to pick up Luosha."

"I, I bought rice balls and..." Qi Fei felt his throat dry with nervousness. This was a completely different kind of nervousness from the one he felt outside the door just now.

"Where has your arrogance gone from the interrogation room that day?" Zhong Kui looked at Qi Fei with her captivating eyes. She stood on tiptoe and whispered into his ear, her lips almost touching his burning earlobe. "Tell me, is love this shameless..."

Qi Fei's back was pressed heavily against the door. Zhong Kui's fingertips brushed across his Adam's apple, causing a dull, cold pain. The hot air from the heater lifted the ends of her hair and swept across his nose. The last words he heard in his conscious mind were: "Happy Valentine's Day, Mr. Qi..."
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What needs to be faced must be faced, and Qi Fei still set out on the road home - the small Western-style building built on the bank of Luomeng River.

Wu Shanqiu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, kept looking at Qi Fei all the way. Finally, she couldn't help asking, "Brother Fei, I thought you and your dad didn't have a good relationship. It seems..."

"Hmm? What do you want to say?" Qi Fei asked immediately with caution, not knowing what he was feeling guilty about. "Do you know that you have been smiling at yourself?" Wu Shanqiu's eyes were full of confusion.

"No, you saw it wrong." Qi Fei denied it flatly.

A hint of suspicion flashed across Wu Shanqiu's eyes, and her gaze fell on Qi Fei's collar: "What's this? Why is there a red spot on your neck? Are you allergic?" After she finished speaking, she looked at Qi Fei again, and suddenly realized, her eyes widened. "Oh! I almost forgot, today is Valentine's Day, Brother Fei, you are so dishonest! Where did you go so early in the morning?"

Qi Fei was embarrassed and angry by what she said, and because he had nowhere to escape, he shouted, "What are you thinking about, little girl? Can you pay more attention to the case?"

"Ha! Let me guess, you're not going to Guiyue Apartment, are you?" Wu Shanqiu persisted.

The two of them quarreled all the way and finally arrived near Luomeng River.

Luomeng River is a tributary of Yingjiang River and runs through the entire Nancheng. There is a low-key mansion on the river bank, hidden among green spaces and historical sites.

Only the people of Lao Nan City know where this place is.

This is the home of the big boss of Dongjun Industrial. More than ten years ago, Qi Dongjun’s wife Xi Ziyun was killed here. Everyone thought Qi Dongjun would move away, but he unexpectedly stayed here.

The light white house has never been renovated. After years of rain erosion, the exterior has shown traces of time, making this house, which should have been romantic, become eerie and dark.

Qi Dongjun certainly had enough money to renovate the house, and the fact that he had always lived in this old house spread throughout Nancheng, and there were many different opinions: those who admired him said that he was nostalgic, while those who slandered him said that he had something to hide.

When Qi Fei arrived, the gate of the yard opened automatically. He looked at the small building slowly appearing in front of him. The lights in the windows were still bright, but his beloved mother would never come back.

He hadn't been back for so many years. Unexpectedly, the first time he came back after so many years was to investigate a case, one that had nothing to do with his mother's death.

However, when the door opened, the first face he saw was enough to set Qi Fei off—Lu Man stood in front of him and said, "Your dad is waiting for you."

"I just came to Qi Dongjun to find out the situation. What does it have to do with you?" Qi Fei spoke in an aggressive tone.

Lu Man said nothing and automatically made way.

Qi Fei took Wu Shanqiu straight to the living room.

All the furnishings are maintained as they were back then, but more than a decade has passed and the light-colored furniture has begun to turn yellow, showing traces of time, just like Qi Dongjun's face.

There is a semi-open study behind the sofa in the living room. Dongjun sits behind the huge desk, wearing reading glasses and looking at some documents, as if this is just an ordinary day, he is working at home and waiting for his son to come home.

When Qi Fei was young, Qi Dongjun often met guests here, and today, he himself became the guest.

Facing Qi Fei, who was provoked by Lu Man as soon as he entered the room, Qi Dongjun was very calm. He took off his reading glasses and said, "Oh, you're here. Take a seat." Then he thoughtfully said to Wu Shanqiu, "Qi Fei's colleague Xiao Wu, right? You should sit down too."

Wu Shanqiu didn't expect Qi Dongjun to know her, and she blurted out flattered: "Oh! Thank you, uncle!"

Qi Fei couldn't help but turn his head and glare at her after hearing this, and whispered: "Have some backbone!"

(End of this chapter)