As a result, the police told him: "We suspect that your daughter Du Qian and Xu Kewei's death are related. Please cooperate with us to investigate."

Du Yuanming was stunned, his body stiffened for a moment, and suddenly shook. Everyone was startled and hurriedly reached out to support him. He had already supported the floor lamp by himself, and pressed his other hand on his chest, gasping for a hurried breath: "Hug, sorry... I'm not in good health recently, I have to get the medicine." After that, he turned around and walked upstairs.

"Mr. Du"

He stopped and turned back in confusion: "What?"

"You can call the servants."

"The servant was fired a few days ago." Du Yuanming sighed, pressed his chest lonely and walked upstairs step by step.

A policeman followed: "Sorry, for some necessary reasons, we must be with Mr. Du."

Du Yuanming paused for a moment, nodded decadently, making people feel unbearable. When he walked into the study, he opened the drawer of the desk and took out his cell phone while taking out his medicine from it.

The police hurriedly said, "Mr. Du, you can't contact people now!"

"I'll call the secretary." Du Yuanming said frankly, "There is a very important meeting today. I'm afraid that I won't be able to catch up after the investigation, so I always have to explain."

"But……"

"Is there any problem?" Du Yuanming asked in confusion, paused for a moment, and asked in panic, "Is there something wrong with Qianqian? Could it be... the murderer not only wants to kill Kewei, but also wants to kill her?!"

The police were choked and speechless. In your heart, do you not doubt your daughter at all? Such thoughts are simply whimsical for them who have mastered the evidence!

Seeing that he didn't answer, Du Yuanming didn't even have time to take medicine, he stood up: "Is something wrong with her?! What's wrong with her? Is it a car accident? Is it serious?"

Seeing that he was worried, the police couldn't help but sigh. He was originally a smart and capable veteran in the mall. He had suffered the pain of losing his wife recently and was much older. Now he was worried about his daughter for nothing. The anxiety made his face look sick, reminding people of a sentence: Poor parents in the world!

The policeman felt a little reluctant and hurriedly said, "It's okay, she's okay. Mr. Du, please take the medicine first."

"Okay... OK." Du Yuanming nodded, sat down slowly, poured out a few pills with his hands trembling. Perhaps because of his concern, his movements were a little clumsy, and he said for a moment, "Little comrade, can you please pour me a glass of water?"

The police nodded, but remained cautious, afraid that he would call Du Qian secretly if he guessed something, so he did not go downstairs in person, but called his colleague downstairs.

Du Yuanming leaned against the table and took out his cell phone.

The police wanted to stop him, but because of his reaction just now, he was a little embarrassed. Judging from his appearance, he didn't seem to be able to inform him, and he guessed the wrong direction at all, right?

Du Yuanming answered the phone and said, "Secretary Zhou, I have something to do today and may come to the company later. In the morning meeting, you ask the vice president to preside over the documents and put them on my desk. I have read yesterday's report and send it to your email together with today's meeting points. Remember to hand it over to the vice president before the meeting..."

After Du Yuanming finished speaking, he hung up the phone and turned on the computer at the same time. Waiting for the time to turn on, he looked up and said to the police: "Wait a little longer, I will send some information to the secretary, and I will use it for the meeting later."

The police nodded.

Du Yuanming stared at the screen in a daze. As soon as the desktop appeared, he held the mouse and quickly opened the email. He glanced at the policeman, and he clicked "Write a Letter" and entered "Du Qian" from the recipient. The topic was too late to write, so he just ended it, and then wrote a sentence in the main text: Don't come back, just pretend that I have never given birth to you as a daughter.

Looking at the row of words, he suddenly felt a little dull, holding the mouse in his right hand, unable to move. How could he give birth to such a daughter? Did he give birth to her wrong or taught her badly? But he couldn't kill his relatives for justice. After all, he was his only daughter, his only bloodline...

Click to send and see that the email was successfully delivered, he felt like he was worried. He heard footsteps coming from outside the door, and chose to continue writing. This time he chose his secretary as the recipient and uploaded the information from the folder on the computer.

A few minutes later, he followed the police out of the villa tiredly.

After arriving at the police station, he was still worried about whether something happened to Du Qian. The police had no time to calm him down and told him ruthlessly: "We suspect your daughter is the murderer!" Then, while extracting DNA samples from him, he advised him to call Du Qian and call Du Qian back.

The policeman considered that no father wanted his daughter to be accused of being a murderer, and he tempted: "Of course, we are just suspicious now. They are mother and daughter, how could they do such a thing? Maybe someone is manipulating all this behind the scenes and wanting to frame her. Then he should call her back to clear her suspicion."

Du Yuanming sat blankly, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a long time he said, "Yes! Someone must have framed her! I want to call her back!" After that, he picked up the phone on the table.

The policeman was startled by her and hurriedly said, "Mr. Du, don't be anxious first. Tell her rashly, it may scare her!" You told her, "The police suspect you are the murderer, you should come back and prove your innocence." It would be strange if she didn't run away!

Du Yuanming nodded in dismay, and answered the phone within a moment. Hearing Du Qian's voice, his voice was blocked and he said hoarsely: "Qianqian, it's dad..."

"Dad..." Du Qian had just arrived in the morning and had not gone out all day. She sat on the sofa holding the notebook full of the crime process, and was stunned all day. She didn't know how the country was going, so she wanted to find someone to ask, but she didn't dare. Do you doubt her? Is she going to run away?

"You have been back in the United States for so many days, why don't you call me?" Du Yuanming asked, "Are you still angry with your father? Dad didn't go to celebrate your birthday, but it was Dad wrong. That day, your aunt fell ill and couldn't leave..."

Du Qian thought to herself: You don’t know that I ran away in Beijing? Why doesn’t it seem like it has happened? There is a problem!

"Qianqian, when will you be able to come back?"

When the police heard him point out the point, they were afraid that he would leak something, so they hurriedly said, "Mr. Du, let me tell her."

Du Yuanming hesitated and handed him the microphone.

The police answered the phone and said to Du Qian: "Hello Miss Du, I am Mr. Du's doctor. He is in poor health now. Can you come back as soon as possible?

Du Qian was stunned and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"He has a bad heart, you can come back as soon as possible."

Du Qian was silent for a moment, said loudly, "Okay!" and then hung up the phone.

Du Yuanming's heart sank: You must see the email I sent...
Chapter completed!