Before dawn, except for the murderer not being found, everyone else completed the task on time.

Not only that, after guidance and explanation from underground party members on site, rumors of punishment of ancestors that had been circulating on the construction site for several days were self-defeating.

But Lao Song, who was killed, never returned to the construction site as a dead person.

As soon as he went to work in the morning, Luo Hongyu was overjoyed when he heard Hawthorne's report.

"Mr. Huo, you are so awesome." He praised him without hesitation.

"Where, I didn't expect that Sheriff Li would be so powerful that he could solve the case in one night." Hawthorne pushed all the credit on Li Jiapeng.

This is what they have agreed on before.

"Did the murderer catch it?" Luo Hongyu was filled with righteous indignation.

If he knew who the murderer was, he would dare to write to the Luoyi local government for public verdict.

"No, Sheriff Li and Lieutenant Du and others searched several times but couldn't find it." Hawthorne replied.

In fact, the analysis after searching by Li Jiapeng and Du Kuan was that the murderer had quietly sneaked into the coworker lying on the ground while the police turned off the searchlight and fired back.

In order not to alert the enemy, they did not continue to investigate.

"It's too cheap for them." Luo Hongyu was so angry.

However, he has no time for this, and there is a more important event that he needs to host.

"Mr. Huo, Mr. Bian, the deputy mayor secretary in charge of power plant construction in Luoyi, visited the construction site half an hour later. I want to accompany me. Let's talk about the murderer later."

"Mr. Bian?" Hawthorne sounded familiar.

"Yes, I was just called to scold me by him. Today he has to inspect it himself. It is better to be in charge of the county magistrate now, and I can't afford to offend him." Luo Hongyu's biggest headache was not about design or construction, but about endless internal friction.

After saying this, he hurried out of the office.

He must stand at the door a few minutes in advance to greet him, otherwise he will be considered disrespectful to Mr. Bian, and the later difficulties and disputes will be more difficult to deal with.

Luo Hongyu walked out of the office, and Hawthorne followed quietly. He took the path next to him and trotted all the way, looking for a blind spot on the side of the gate that was not easy to be discovered and hid in.

A few minutes later, two black Chevrolet sedans drove into the construction site gate and parked in front of Luo Hongyu.

In addition to the other main person in charge of the factory, Dong Zhihai was also following Luo Hongyu.

Luo Hongyu walked to the car door, opened the car door himself, and welcomed Secretary Bian to get out of the car.

Hawthorne, who saw Secretary Bian's back, felt familiar and seemed to have seen it, but he was not sure before he saw it.

Secretary Bian shook hands with the person who greeted him one by one, and he was in a hurry and had almost no communication throughout the whole process.

When he held it in front of Dong Zhihai, he was still serious and passed by.

"I read it wrong?" Hawthorne said to himself.

When he heard Luo Hongyu say the three words Mr. Bian, he immediately thought of Senior Brother Bian who went to the garrison cell to rescue Dong Zhihai. His rare surname is, will the two of them be the same?

He suspected it.

But now looking at the reactions of the two people, it should not be the same Mr. Bian.

There is no reason why brothers and brothers don’t recognize each other.

Hawthorne hid in the corner and continued to observe.

"Secretary Bian, please." Luo Hongyu turned around, stretched his right hand forward, and pointed in the direction of his office.

After turning around, Secretary Bian happened to face Hawthorne.

In his forties, he was fashionable and fashionable. He was the man he was with Aunt Wang the next day he was imprisoned, and he called himself Senior Brother Dong Zhihai.

Hawthorne narrowed his eyes slightly and circled around. Secretary Bian was Dong Zhihai's senior brother. He took Dong Zhihai out of the prison. Why did the two of them pretend not to know each other here?

The unsolved mystery depends on whether Zeng Yunfeng sent someone to follow Luo Hongyu and gained something.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sunset dragged the afterglow and stayed tenaciously on the ground, like a child who didn't want to go home and struggled hard.

Hawthorne met him halfway through the way to Zeng Yunfeng's house. He didn't carry the load, so he wore it.

A dress of clean and decent clothes returned to his former bookstore owner.

The two of them looked across the road and tilted their heads. Hawthorne followed Zeng Yunfeng and walked towards a tobacco restaurant.

After entering the tobacco shop, the two entered a private room, asked for two cigarette bubbles, lying face to face on the bed, litting at the oil lamp.

After the door of the private room was closed, the two of them put down their guns and spoke in a low voice.

"What's the progress in tracking Luo Hongyu?" Hawthorne asked.

"He meets a woman almost every two days." Zeng Yunfeng replied.

"Qian Meiling?" Hawthorne asked back.

"Do you know?" Zeng Yunfeng exclaimed.

"I sent someone from the secret service to follow him. Later, after Wang Jin was shot and killed by an underground party, the follow-up matter was cancelled." Hawthorne said the whole story roughly.

Zeng Yunfeng continued: "Qian Meiling often goes to Yihonglou and plays cards with a few women. However, when she goes, she takes advantage of her man's absence."

"She man is said to be in the government?"

"Yes, the name is Bian Hanguang, forty-four years old, the secretary of Deputy Mayor Liu Xuecheng."

"Secretary Bian Hanguang and Bian?" Hawthorne frowned.

Bian Hanguang called himself Dong Zhihai's senior brother, Qian Meiling was Bian Hanguang's wife, Bian Hanguang pretended not to know Dong Zhihai, and Qian Meiling seduced Luo Hongyu every now and then, Dong Zhihai happened to enter Luo Hongyu's territory.

The relationship between four corners is becoming more and more complicated and interesting at the same time.

"Yes, do you know this person?" Zeng Yunfeng asked in surprise.

"Are there any middle-aged maids in their families who are not tall, neither fat nor thin, or in their forties?" Hawthorne described Aunt Wang.

The maid from Dong Zhihai's house who took Secretary Bian into the prison that day.

"No, there is only a little girl in her twenties around the two of them who takes care of Qian Meiling and a driver who drives. He does heavy work at home. Apart from that, there is no one else." Zeng Yunfeng answered affirmatively.

Hawthorne was silent.

He had secretly followed Dong Zhihai twice and found that he was renting a house alone on the upper floor of a two-story building. The landlord's wife made three meals a day and sent it to his room, without any servants.

Then what is Aunt Wang’s origin?

"Lao Zeng, I sent someone to inquire about whether there is a middle-aged woman named Aunt Wang in Youxin's family and Yihong Building. Her physical symptoms are what I just said."

"good."

"After Shi Dongyun was silenced, there will be no more big news on the construction site, but the people who entered Luo Hongyu's office and tried to steal will definitely not give up. We can only find another way and start with the person Dong Zhihai ignored the most."
Chapter completed!