RPAGF Chapter 132 Park’s father pursues the murderer, and the truth gradually becomes clear
Chapter 132 Park’s father pursues the murderer, and the truth gradually becomes clear
The girl seemed to have thought of something, her eyes flickered, and she looked at Pu Yimiao and said, "Mr. Pu, do I have some information that may be helpful in finding the murderer?"
"is it?"
Pu Yimiao's eyes lit up and she looked at the girl and said, "If it's valuable, I won't treat you badly."
"Mr. Park, Changyong Oppa received a phone call that day, which seemed to involve asking a hitman to kill someone, but who specifically? I don't know."
"Huh? Is there such a thing?"
"This information is so important, very good, you have done me a big favor!"
Pu Yimiao glanced at the female secretary in black stockings next to her: "Give her a check for 100 million."
"Thank you, Mr. Park!" the girl thanked excitedly.
"Xiao Wu, where is Xiao Yong's cell phone?" Pu Yimiao asked looking at the black stocking female secretary.
"At the police station, boss!" Pei Xiuwu said expressionlessly.
Pei Xiuwu suppressed her excitement, fearing that the secret would be exposed accidentally.
She was very unhappy with Pu Yimiao. She finally agreed to study black stockings with him, but after only half a month of studying, the man lost much interest.
As a result, she still has a drawer full of drawers, and her son is also a piece of shit, less valuable than his father...
Now something happened, what a retribution!
Pu Yimiao's eyes narrowed and she said, "Go to the police station!"
He really doesn't want to see Fan Ke now. This policeman seems to have some kind of habit. He always likes to stare at people with his eyes, as if he won't stop until he stares at them to death.
Fan Ke sat at his desk, flipping through the case documents in his hands, looking serious.
When he looked up and saw Pu Yimiao walking into the police station, a trace of imperceptible amusement flashed in his eyes.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had caught some interesting prey.
"Hey, Lao Pu came to see his son again?" Fan Ke deliberately said in a light and teasing tone.
There was a hint of provocation in his words, as if he was mocking Pu Yimiao's pretended grief.
Pu Yimiao's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he clenched his fists tightly, wishing to punch Fan Ke's hateful face to pieces.
But he knew that now was not the time to be impulsive and he had to stay calm.
He took a deep breath and forced down his anger.
"Officer Fan, I need to get my son's cell phone back and look for some clues. Please help me!" Pu Yimiao tried to keep her tone calm.
"This...I'm afraid it won't work." Fan Ke glanced at Pu Yimiao and said, "This mobile phone is a very important evidence and is crucial to our current investigation. We can't give it to you yet."
"You...you are deliberately making things difficult for me!" Pu Yimiao's anger could hardly be suppressed.
After Pu Yimiao finished speaking, the atmosphere in the police station instantly became tense.
There was a hint of haze in Fan Ke's eyes. He leaned on the office chair, crossed his hands on his chest, and looked at Park Yimiao with a proud attitude.
"Old Pu, are you questioning our police's ability to handle cases?" Fan Ke's voice contained a hint of playfulness, as if he was provoking Pu Yimiao's bottom line.
Pu Yimiao's face became more gloomy, and his eyes flashed with anger.
He knew that Fan Ke was deliberately making things difficult for him. He didn't know why the policeman was targeting him and going against him.
But he also knew that now was not the time to be impulsive. You must stay calm, get your son's cell phone, and find clues to the murderer.
Taking a deep breath, he tried to make his voice calmer: "Officer Fan, my son is innocent. I believe that your police can handle this case fairly."
"I just want to get my son's phone back and find some evidence. Isn't that too much?"
Fan Ke looked at Pu Yimiao's eyes that were almost bursting with fire, but he didn't feel much pleasure in his heart.
His playful smile gradually faded away, replaced by a serious look. He knew that although Park Yimiao was angry, he cared more about his son's case.
He shook his head slightly and said, "Old Pu, I understand your mood, but I can't give you the phone for the time being."
"However, you can check it here. If you have any clues, you must tell us the police as soon as possible."
"In this way, we can also speed up the process of solving the case and let your son's soul rest in peace as soon as possible."
With that said, he motioned to his men to bring Park Changyong's mobile phone.
Pu Yimiao took the phone, a trace of gratitude flashed in her eyes.
This was the opportunity Fanke gave him and also his concession to himself.
Take a deep breath and start checking the information on your phone carefully.
After some screening, two numbers came into his sight. After silently remembering it, Pu Yimiao pretended to be disappointed and left the police station.
Fan Ke sat at his desk, staring deeply at Park Yimiao's leaving figure.
An imperceptible sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he cursed in his heart: "Old fox."
He knew that Park Yimiao was by no means the kind of person who gave up easily.
What he did just now was just an attempt to confuse himself.
Pu Yimiao must have found some important clues in her mobile phone, but she just didn't want to tell herself.
Fan Ke shook his head slightly, but there was not much disappointment in his heart.
He knew that Pu Yimiao was an extremely smart person and it was not easy to get words out of him.
Moreover, the case behind this case is definitely not that simple, and there must be other unknown secrets involved.
Otherwise, no one would be willing to take such a big risk to kill this prosperous young master of a wealthy family.
After Park Yimiao left the police station for a while, she dialed the first number she had written down. A cold electronic voice came from the phone: "The number you dialed is an empty number."
Lin Yimiao clenched her fist fiercely, and then slowly released it after a long time.
A clue was broken.
He dialed the second number. After a few rings, there was a burst of noise on the phone, and a hoarse man's voice came over.
"Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"
"Chatton?"
Pu Yimiao's brows twitched, feeling that she had found the right person. This stone chicken should know about her son.
He tried to make his voice sound calm: "Hello, I am Park Changyong's father, Park Yimiao."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then Shiji's surprised voice came: "Are you Chairman Park?"
"Yes." Pu Yimiao tried to make her voice sound gentle.
"I heard that you have some friendship with my son. Can you tell me about his recent situation?"
Shiji hesitated on the other end of the phone, seeming hesitant.
Pu Yimiao's heart tightened. Could this stone chicken be related to his son's death?
"Cathick, if you know anything, please tell me." Pu Yimiao's voice contained a hint of pleading, "I need to find the murderer of my son."
There was silence on the phone for a while, and then the voice of Stone Chicken rang again.
"Chairman Park, I don't know who killed Master Park, but he found a killer to kill someone some time ago."