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Chapter 121 Schrodinger's Mr. Song

After Song Chengmo said this, Xie Li was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Song, what do you mean?"

Xie Li looked at Song Chengmo with grievance and anger.

Biting her lips, tears welled up in her eyes.

"If nothing else, I carried you out of the snowy mountains all those years ago. Don't I deserve your trust? I carried you out of the snowy mountains step by step! Do you know how many times I fell?"

Song Chengmo sighed silently.

His mind is a little confused.

Once suspicion arises, it is difficult to disappear.

But he hasn't checked it clearly yet.

He comforted her casually, "Be prepared for the worst, so that I can deal with it. After all, this is Huancheng. I don't distrust you. I want to believe you, but the judicial process cannot be disrupted. You still have to cooperate with the investigation."

Xie Li was totally puzzled and dumbfounded, "I am innocent, why should I go!"

The young policeman smiled rationally, "Because you are a suspect."

Suspect!

Xie Li wanted to snatch the handcuffs and stuff them into the policeman's mouth.

At this moment, he even thought that if it was Shen Yan, he would definitely have blocked it.

But he is not trash like Shen Yan.

He could only hold back his anger and cried to Song Chengmo, "I can't go. If I go, I will definitely be drowned in negative articles and fall into the trap of the other party. This is a trap set by my enemy."

"I will ask the company's legal department to keep an eye on this and will definitely clear your name. Don't be afraid."

Xie Li:......

You're innocent, fuck you.

You know shit!

Seeing that Song Chengmo had no room for negotiation and was actually going to let the police take him away, Xie Li could only bite her lip and cry, "Then I'll call my dad, so that he won't know anything and worry."

Song Chengmo nodded and said to the police: "Okay."

A barrage of comments immediately flashed through the young policeman’s mind.

[Am I the only one who finds this weird? He's 27 years old and his dad still calls him a good kid? Why do I feel like yue~]

Looking at Song Chengmo and then at Xie Li, the young policeman nodded.

Xie Li took the phone and walked away.

Before returning to his room, he turned off his cell phone in order not to be disturbed.

Now turning on the phone, he glanced at Song Chengmo warily and immediately called his father who was pinned to the top of WeChat.

The call was connected almost instantly, and it was a mature and steady man's voice, "What's wrong?"

Xie Li cried, "The police want to arrest me."

……

The call lasted about five minutes.

After hanging up the phone, Xie Li walked over with a relaxed look on his face.

"The innocent are innocent. I am not afraid to go with you. Let's go!"

Compared with his resistance just now, Xie Li now looked upright and fearless.

Song Chengmo frowned and was about to say something when Xie Li spoke first.

"Mr. Song, there is no need to ask the legal department to get involved, lest people accuse us of bullying others by taking advantage of our power. I am innocent. Even if Huancheng is playing tricks, he should be able to produce substantial evidence. A man of integrity is not afraid of his own shadow."

After saying that, without waiting for Song Chengmo to speak, Xie Li jumped into the police car.

Red and blue lights are far away from the village.

Song Chengmo returned to the courtyard where he lived, hesitated for a moment, and finally called his secretary and asked her to keep an eye on Xie Li.

If Xie Li was wronged, he would definitely help.

But he wanted to know more whether he was being wronged.

He was completely sleepy. With that idiot Lu Xingchuan in the room, Song Chengmo didn't want to go in. He would get angry if he saw him.

I just moved a chair to the yard to enjoy the fresh air.

The night in the village was a little chilly, but the stars above were very bright.

Song Chengmo inevitably thought of the night when he was trapped in the snowy mountains.

In the vast expanse of snow, he thought his life had come to an end.

There is a bright galaxy above my head and clean white snow below me.

seem……

Also good.

Clean and tidy.

He was not born clean, so it's good that he died cleanly.

Now that he is dead, perhaps he can see the aunt who was hit by a car in the afterlife and say sorry to her, even though it is of no use.

But Xie Li saved him.

……

Leaning back in the chair and looking up at the stars in the sky, the scene from three years ago gradually became clear in my mind.

But the clearer it became, the more a strong doubt arose in his heart, a doubt he had never had before.

Is it really Xie Li?

That snow mountain is very deep.

With his current physical strength, he has no problem getting out of the mountain by himself, but carrying an adult on his back is really difficult.

Xie Li doesn't even want to wash vegetables or cook.

Yes, he could see it, but he just didn't want to do it.

Can he carry himself?

Song Chengmo felt a headache thinking about the details of these years one by one.

He was his savior, and almost every detail matched. It was a bit despicable for him to be suspicious and speculative like this.

And there is Lu Xingchuan.

Why could this complete stranger make him inexplicably angry again and again, and if you tasted it carefully, you could feel a hint of grievance in that anger?

buzz~

Just when he was feeling depressed, Song Chengmo's cell phone rang.

It's the secretary calling.

The results so soon?

connected.

The secretary's voice came immediately, "Mr. Song, when we arrived, Xie Li had already been released."

"He is innocent?"

"That's what the police said, but..." The secretary paused for a moment, "Our legal department found out that not long after Xie Li was taken away, someone surrendered himself to the police station, saying that he impersonated Xie Li and bribed the show's crew."

Song Chengmo was stunned for a moment, digesting the secretary's words.

The secretary added: "In addition, after Mr. Xie came out of the police station, he was picked up by a Bentley."

Song Chengmo's stunned expression suddenly turned gloomy, "He's playing with fire!"

secretary:……

Really.

I mean it.

Sometimes, when I work as a secretary for a domineering boss, I really want to call the police.

"Mr. Song, do you have any other instructions?" Skipping the matter of playing with fire and wetting the kang, the secretary did his job conscientiously.

Song Chengmo's face was grim. "Go and find out who took him away and what happened! I want all the information within three minutes!"

Song Chengmo had a vague intuition.

If we find out this, we may be able to find out who saved him in the snowy mountains.

secretary:……

Sometimes she felt that Mr. Song was just a human being.

But sometimes, I’m not so sure.

Mr. Song is really Schrödinger's.

The secretary smiled and said, "Okay, I'll check it out right away."

Early the next morning.

[Wow wow wow, give the production team a chicken drumstick! Build a temple for the production team! ]

[Woke up early in the morning and saw the show crew starting a live broadcast? And they were going to watch the guests wake up? ]

[Hahahahahahahahahaha, I'm so happy that my saliva is flowing out. Come on, I want to see the jury! ]

[Good fellow, he went straight into the jury's yard! ]

[Men in the morning are not easy to deal with. Pei Heng and Shen Yan are probably doing it right now, right? It's not good to walk in like this. Please run in! Go!]

Amid the boiling barrage of comments, the big cameraman, no, the big cameraman didn't get up. The little cameraman carried the camera and walked into Shen Yan and Pei Heng's yard with firm steps.

In the room.

Two people were sleeping in each other's arms.