You Are My Rare Passion

Fang Siqi was angry, anxious and aggrieved, trembling all over, was pulled into his arms by Mi Junyuan, and patted him gently.

Gu Junzhu said lightly: "There are too many things and too many messes. Let's talk about the death of Siqi's father first."

He looked at Gu Chi: "Xiao Chi."

Gu Chi nodded in response, and took a tape recorder from the hands of his subordinates behind him.

The tape recorder is a very old fashioned one that requires tape to be played.

The tape has been loaded, and Gu Chi presses the play button.

Soon, a crying female voice sounded from the tape recorder: "Xiao Wan, I'm my sister. When I heard this recording, I was already dead. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to find Ping Yuan."

"Fang Haichuan, that bastard, he raped me and was caught by your brother-in-law. He pushed your brother-in-law out of the window, and your brother-in-law died."

"He had Qiqi taken away and threatened me that if I dared to call the police, he would have Qiqi killed."

The woman in the recording was sobbing: "Xiaowan, my sister can't take it anymore. My sister can't sleep all night. If you close your eyes, it will look like your brother-in-law lying in a pool of blood. When you open your eyes, you will hear chess and chess." I'm crying, I can't take it, I really can't take it..."

"Xiaowan, Fang Haichuan's people are staring at me outside. I can't escape and call the police. I'm afraid they will hurt Qiqi. I hid this tape and my suicide note in a dark compartment. If God knows , if you can find it, help your sister to call the police."

"Xiaowan, my sister is gone, I'm sorry for you, I beg you, you must help my sister take care of Qiqi, my sister is going to find your brother-in-law, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

The recording was put here and stopped abruptly.

Fang Siqi had already listened to the recording, and hugged the tearful Wen Wan, crying so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Mi Junyuan stood behind her, his eyes were slightly red, and he gently patted her back.

Fang Lutong's face was pale when he heard this, his scalp was numb, his back was wet with cold sweat, and he asked Gu Junzhu with trembling lips: "This, what is this?"

"The evidence of Fang Haichuan's murder," Gu Junzhu said lightly, "Fang Haichuan raped his partner Si Pingyuan's wife Wenxin, and kidnapped Si Pingyuan and Wenxin's daughter Siqi, who is your adopted sister Fang Siqi , threatened Wenxin not to call the police, Wenxin couldn't stand the blow and committed suicide, after Wenxin died, Fang Haichuan adopted Siqi and annexed Si Pingyuan's shares."

Gu Junzhu looked back at Fang Lutong with contempt in his eyes, "The Fang family back then was not called Fang's, but 'Sifang'. In Sifang Co., Ltd. back then, Si Pingyuan was the major shareholder, accounting for 100% of the company. Fifty-five shares, your father Fang Haichuan, only accounted for forty-five percent. After Si Pingyuan died, he adopted Siqi, which logically annexed all of Si Pingyuan's shares. Sifang Group disappeared from the business world. Today's Fang."

"Impossible... Impossible..." Fang Lutong turned pale and shook his head repeatedly, "You are lying! My dad is not that kind of person! How could my dad kill people? It is even more impossible to annex the chess player's property, this is impossible... ..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I have evidence," Gu Junzhu told Gu Chi, "Xiao Chi."

Gu Chi nodded in response, opened the door, and waved outside.

One fat and one thin, two middle-aged men in their fifties were brought in by the bodyguards of the Gu family.

Fang Lutong saw two middle-aged men and called out, "Uncle Chen? Uncle Lin?"

Gu Junzhu glanced at them indifferently: "Tell me about any immoral things you did for Fang Haichuan back then."