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Text Chapter [017] The thief shouts to catch the thief, the real murderer is you

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    It was midnight in the Ziyuan villa complex and the Zhao family, and Luo Meng suddenly came to visit.

    In the luxurious villa, Zhao Ying was in a very good mood and enthusiastically brought Luo Meng into the villa group.

    On the large leather sofa, Zhao Ying and Luo Meng sat down slightly.

    Zhao Ying was very polite: "Mr. Luo, what would you like to drink?"

    Luo Meng smiled slightly: "There is no need to drink anything, Miss Zhao. The police have confirmed that your brother Zhao Lin is highly suspected of committing the crime. Judging from the evidence we have, there is a 95% chance that Zhao Lin is the murderer. It is very likely that he is the murderer."  He killed your father."

    Zhao Ying sighed slightly: "I didn't expect that my brother turned out to be this kind of person. In order to take control of the group as soon as possible, he would not hesitate to murder his biological father. This makes me sad. Maybe this is the fault of money. If our family didn't have so many people,  With money, there will be no situation where father and son kill each other. Alas! I really envy those ordinary people who can live a peaceful and harmonious life."

    Zhao Ying wiped the corners of her eyes and shed a few tears.

    Luo Meng smiled coldly: "Miss Zhao, although the police have a lot of evidence that your brother committed the crime, there are still some doubts that make me think this case is not that simple."

    Zhao Ying suddenly stopped crying, raised her head, and looked at Luo Meng in surprise: "Mr. Luo Meng, could there be other murderers besides my brother?"

    "Uh! Of course, Miss Zhao, my stomach suddenly hurts. I'm going to the bathroom and will discuss this with you right away. Can you wait for me?"

    "Okay, Mr. Luo Meng, there are bathrooms upstairs and downstairs. You can ask Aunt Liu to take you there."

    "OK."

    Luo Meng ran over quickly and called Aunt Liu, who had been a servant in the Zhao family for twenty years. Luo Meng told a little lie: "Aunt Liu, Miss Zhao asked me to help her go upstairs to get some things, please."  Please take me to her room."

    The woman was a little suspicious: "Why don't you come by yourself, Miss, or call me?"

    "Ms. Zhao is on the phone. She doesn't have time. Please excuse me."

    "Oh! Well, Mr. Luo, please come with me."

    Aunt Liu was doubtful and took Luo Meng upstairs.

    As soon as Luo Meng entered a warmly decorated room, a faint smell of perfume made Luo Meng sniff it hard.

    "It's Chanel." Luo Meng sneered and went down the stairs.

    On the sofa in the distance, Zhao Ying frowned and crossed her hands, squeezing and unclenching them unconsciously.  On the surface, Miss Zhao didn't have any overreaction, but Luo Meng could tell from her hands that kept pinching and unclenching that Miss Zhao was very upset at the moment.  However, her good self-control will not allow her to show her emotions in front of others easily.

    "Miss Zhao." Luo Meng shouted, causing Zhao Ying to stand up quickly.

    "Mr. Luo Meng, can you tell me that in addition to suspecting my brother, the police also suspect someone who has a motive for committing the crime, and what other evidence you have."

    Luo Meng smiled and sat down: "Miss Zhao, you look very nervous."

    "No! How can there be!" Zhao Ying smiled unnaturally.

    "Ms. Zhao, in addition to the police suspecting your brother, your sister-in-law is also highly suspected of committing the crime. It was because she called your father for five minutes and delayed your time for five minutes that your father had an accident when he arrived at Chunjiang Road."

    "My sister-in-law I didn't expect that my sister-in-law would actually help my brother murder my father, alas!" Zhao Ying's nervous hands suddenly calmly placed on her knees, and there was no longer any repeated movements of opening and closing them.  It was obvious that Zhao Ying had calmed down after hearing this.

    Luo Meng sneered secretly, then took out the contract he signed with Zhao Ying from his pocket and handed it over: "Miss Zhao, this contract is well written. I will help you catch the murderer of your father. You just  Give me two million. I already know who the murderer is? He will be arrested by the police tomorrow. Is our contract effective? "

    Zhao Ying smiled slightly: "Mr. Luo Meng, you are so awesome. I am really grateful to you for finding the murderer so quickly. I will ask the bank to transfer the remaining 1.5 million to you immediately. You can rest assured."

    "Thank you, Miss Zhao."

    Zhao Ying immediately called the bank and asked the bank to transfer money to the account where he had given Luo Meng 500,000 yuan.

    Three minutes later, Luo Meng¡¯s mobile phone bound to his bank card received a message from the bank that a sum of 1.5 million had been successfully transferred to Luo Meng¡¯s account.

    Luo Meng laughed: "Thank you, Miss Zhao. You are really quick in doing things."

    Zhao Ying smiled and shook hands with Luo Meng: "You're welcome, I should be the one to say thank you, it's youHelped me a lot.  "

    Luo Meng sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, took out a lighter and cigarettes, and looked at Zhao Ying with a strange smile: "Miss Zhao, do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

    "Mr. Luo Meng will follow you."

    Luo Meng lit the cigarette, blew out a circle of smoke, and stared straight at Zhao Ying: "Miss Zhao, can I ask you something personal?"

    "Of course, Mr. Luo Meng is my friend."

    "Ms. Zhao, what perfume do you usually use?"

    "Well I usually use Dior perfume." Zhao Ying paused, obviously thinking about the consequences of her words.

    ¡°Don¡¯t you use other brand perfumes?¡±

    ¡°I always use Dior.¡±

    Luo Meng suddenly jumped up from the sofa, put out his cigarette in the ashtray, put his face in front of Zhao Ying, and sneered: "Miss Zhao, you are lying. I just walked by your room and I sniffed  There was a smell of perfume. If I guessed correctly, the perfume should be Chanel."

    Luo Meng's sudden reaction surprised Zhao Ying, and she calmed down immediately: "I also use Chanel occasionally. Mr. Luo Meng, you and the police are sure that my brother and sister-in-law are the murderers. Your two million,  I gave it to you too. It¡¯s a little late at night and I want to go to bed early. Can you go home?¡±

    "Okay! I will go back when I catch the murderer of your father."

    "Mr. Luo Meng, haven't you and the police already determined that my brother and sister-in-law are the murderers?"

    "That's what the police are so sure of. I'm not so sure. There is someone else who is the real murderer."

    Zhao Ying was very calm: "So, can you tell me who it is."

    Luo Meng laughed loudly: "Miss Zhao, you are very smart, very powerful, and very cunning. But no matter how cunning a fox is, it cannot escape the eyes of a hunter. The real murderer is not Zhao Lin and his wife, but you, Zhao Ying,  You killed your father."

    Zhao Ying's face suddenly changed color and she stood up angrily: "Luo Meng, what are you talking about? Be careful that I sue you for slander. Please get out of here right away. I don't welcome you."

    Luo Meng lay lazily on the sofa, holding his face with his right hand, and looked at Zhao Ying playfully: "Ms. Zhao, are you acting like this now, and you are angry because of the fact?"

    Zhao Ying was of excellent quality. When Luo Meng said this, she sat down calmly: "Mr. Luo Meng, for the sake of my friends, I can forgive you for your rude joke just now."

    "Hey, Miss Zhao, I'm not joking with you. Do you regret it now? You hired me to help you catch the murderer of your father, but in the end I found out that the real murderer was you. It's really good to attract thieves and call them to catch thieves, except  Except for me, everyone focused on Zhao Lin and ignored you."

    Zhao Ying was incredibly calm. She stood up with a smile, poured a glass of red wine and returned to the sofa. She toasted to Luo Meng: "Mr. Luo Meng, you are talking nonsense. Since you think I am the murderer, please tell me."  , how I murdered my father.¡±

    "Okay! I can tell you what you want to hear." Luo Meng jumped down from the sofa and sat upright on the sofa. There was no longer a smile on his face, but a serious one.

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