freenovelworld Chapter 715: Still Hiding
Chapter 715: Still Hiding
Lin Zhiyi thought carefully about what Gong Chen said and realized that it was indeed true.
She pursed her lips and said, "I was just thinking about how to deal with that woman, I didn't think about it in detail."
Liao Yi was surprised and said, "That woman doesn't look special. Do you need to deal with her in any special way?"
Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen looked at each other.
Gong Chen motioned for her to speak first.
Lin Zhiyi began to analyze the woman.
"There was something wrong with that woman. When she heard that her husband had died, she seemed to be... convinced that her husband would definitely die."
"When most people hear the news of their loved ones' death, they will beg the doctors to try to save them. It is not easy for them to accept the bad news."
Liao Yi and the designer nodded.
Gong Chen added calmly, "She has been emphasizing that you killed her husband, but she never mentioned compensation. Yet she specifically mentioned that her husband was the family's financial support. Either she wants to ask for too much, or she is holding back on something else."
The designer hesitated and said, "Her husband is usually honest and hardworking. He also has good craftsmanship. That's why our company has been working with him for a long time. He doesn't seem like the kind of person who would do anything for money. We haven't seen his wife, but he mentioned her several times. She's also a capable woman."
Seeing is better than hearing.
This woman really worked efficiently and almost tore Lin Zhiyi's clothes.
But the designer's words also show one thing, that this couple are both hardworking workers.
He doesn't seem like the kind of person who would harm others.
Then there is only one possibility left.
This woman has something else going on.
Lin Zhiyi suggested: "Let's go to the studio first to check the situation. I installed surveillance in advance, maybe there is an answer there."
"Ah."
In order not to disturb Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen, Liao Yi got into the designer's car.
On the way to the studio, Lin Zhiyi felt a little uneasy.
Gong Chen held her hand: "Are you still thinking about that woman?"
Lin Zhiyi shook her head. “I met that master a few years ago. I gave him a red envelope and he thanked me. But now he’s dead. I suddenly feel how fragile people are. Being alive is really more important than anything else.”
Just now, her mind was filled with images of herself setting herself on fire.
She thought about what would happen if she gritted her teeth and lived on, trying to find out the truth about the dead stars.
At least neither she nor the stars would die with lies.
Perhaps the meaning of her rebirth, besides facing the truth of her past life, is that God wants her to understand the meaning of her own life.
When you die, there really is nothing.
While she was lost in thought, Gong Chen reached out and slowly turned her body.
When he lowered his eyes, they flickered slightly, as if there was a pool of water rippling in his eyes.
"Nothing will happen to you."
Lin Zhiyi snuggled into his arms, took a deep breath, and nodded.
……
studio.
When Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen arrived, the police were already investigating.
She stepped forward quickly and said, "I have surveillance cameras here, I can..."
"Ms. Lin, we've checked the surveillance footage," the police officer interrupted helplessly. "One minute before the incident, paint was splashed on the surveillance camera, so apart from some sounds, nothing was captured."
"paint?"
Lin Zhiyi couldn't believe the repetition and immediately turned to look at the surveillance camera.
Sure enough, there was a layer of paint on it.
She took a breath and tried to speak in a steady tone: "How could it be such a coincidence?"
The police only want the workers on the other side.
“We are also asking.”
Lin Zhiyi subconsciously looked at Gong Chen.
Gong Chen greeted the policeman and took her to the workers.
"Who did the paint?"
His voice was cold and hard, and although it was just a simple inquiry, it made the workers opposite him feel fearful.
Before he could speak again, several other young workers pointed at the man squatting on the ground smoking.
The man's sleeves and trousers were covered in paint, and he was smoking sullenly.
Noticing that everyone was looking at him, he raised his head.
When he met Gong Chen's dark eyes, his hand trembled and half of the cigarette fell to the ground.
"No...I didn't mean to do that."
"Explain clearly." Gong Chen asked.
The man stood up and pointed at the paint on the shelf: "It was Lao Huang. When he was working this morning, he accidentally kicked my paint bucket and some of it splashed onto the surveillance camera."
Lao Huang is the worker who had the accident.
"Old Huang also said that after we finish this wall, he would help me clean it up when we move over. I thought the construction schedule was tight and it would be troublesome to move the shelves back and forth, so I agreed."
"Who knew something would happen to him before he finished."
The man's voice was shaking when he talked about the accident.
He saw that Lao Huang’s neck was dislocated.
You definitely won’t survive.
Thinking of this, he stood up and began to beg for mercy from Gong Chen and Lin Zhiyi.
"It really wasn't me. I put my paint bucket right there, just like before. I didn't know this would happen. I reminded Lao Huang that the safety rope was not tied, and he said it would only take a moment and it would be fixed soon."
"Just once! Just once!"
The man was terribly frightened. He really didn't understand how someone could die in such a short moment.
Seeing this, Lin Zhiyi walked up to the designer and extended her hand to her.
The designer paused, understood, and immediately took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag.
Those who work in this line of work often have to deal with workers.
In order to get them to work well, a little bit of human touch is also needed.
Cigarettes are always available.
Lin Zhiyi stepped forward and handed the man a cigarette, and said slowly: "No one blames you. Who wants someone to die? I just want to think more clearly. It can also be regarded as cooperating with the police investigation."
The man lit a cigarette tremblingly and took a deep breath before calming down.
He nodded: "I've told you everything I know."
Seeing that his face had turned pale, Lin Zhiyi didn't want to force him anymore.
Just when she was about to say that everything was alright, she was interrupted coldly by Gong Chen.
"What were you thinking about while smoking just now? Your true fear was revealed the moment you saw me."
"Tell me, what else are you hiding?"
Everyone was silent.
The man could not hide the guilt and fear on his face.
"me……"
The police warned: "This is a matter of life and death. If you conceal it, you will be held legally responsible."
The man was frightened and quickly lit his cigarette.
"I'm not hiding it! It's just that I don't know how to say it."
"Then tell me slowly." Gong Chen narrowed his eyes.
The man swallowed and explained, "Old Huang has been acting strange since yesterday. When we finished overtime and went to have a midnight snack, he got drunk even though he usually doesn't drink much. He kept saying that life is short. I thought he was drunk, so I sent him home."
"This morning, he was a little absent-minded and kept making mistakes. I reminded him several times, but he just kept smiling and I didn't take it seriously."
"I thought he was hungover, so I didn't ask any more questions."
"Who knows he will..."
The man pursed his lips, looking bitter.
After hearing this, Lin Zhiyi sighed inwardly and even wondered if she was rushing the deadline too much.
Gong Chen looked at the man with cold eyes and saw that he did not throw away the cigarette butt, but instead held it in his palm and rubbed it repeatedly.
"These things have little impact on you and can even help you clear suspicion. Why do you want to hide them?"
"You don't want to tell the truth? I really want you to go to the police station and sit down and have a good talk."