Chapter 898: Patek Philippe and Rolex
Chapter 898 Patek Philippe and Rolex
Wang Jingwan’s death was originally concluded as Xia Ling’s murder.
Pei Ziheng used various connections to settle the matter and erased the case files, so it was more difficult to investigate than the subsequent case of Xia Ling's death on stage.
Li Lei couldn't find any clues, so he called Pei Ziheng: "I have something important to ask you."
Pei Ziheng was working in the study. When he received the call, a strange look flashed across his usually calm face. He looked at the swaying tree shadows outside the window and said in a low voice, "There is nothing to talk about between you and me."
“It’s about Xiao Ling.” Li Lei went straight to the point.
Pei Ziheng's voice became deeper: "You are about to get married, so you can't invite me to a wedding banquet."
"I don't mind inviting you," Li Lei smiled, grinding his teeth, "But we have to see if you have the qualifications. Xiao Ling is such a good girl, and she fell into your hands after only a dozen years. She died unjustly at that age, and you still have the nerve to tell me that you want to drink her wedding wine?"
"What did you say?" Pei Ziheng's eyes tightened.
Li Lei said: "I suspect that Wang Jingwan was killed by Xia Yu."
With a "click", Pei Ziheng broke the pen in his hand. This news was so shocking that it was like a bolt from the blue to him. He instinctively said: "Impossible! Xiao Ling has already confessed!"
"You don't know her temper, and you believe her words when she's angry?" Li Lei sneered coldly, "She's blind when she falls in love with you. Pei Ziheng, let me ask you something, do you want to find out the truth back then? Find the real murderer? Your fiancée was murdered, and your most beloved woman died unjustly. If you are still a man, you should stand up and seek justice for them. If you can't even protect your own woman, who are you? "
With a "bang" sound, Pei Ziheng slammed the phone.
He was holding the desk with both hands and breathing heavily. How is this possible? Back then...the person who killed Wang Jingwan was not Xiao Ling? ! God, how big of a mistake did he make? What exactly did he do to Xiao Ling? !
He opened his palm and looked at his hand, which was actually trembling slightly. It was the same hand that slapped Xiao Ling so hard that she fell to the ground, with a **** head. Her disbelieving and horrified eyes have always been like a thorn in his heart, and he cannot forget them all these years.
"Xiao Ling..." His voice was trembling, and he couldn't imagine how he would face this unbearable ending if it really wasn't her? They could have been happy for a lifetime!
Pei Ziheng slowly closed his eyes.
When he opened it again, his eyes were filled with cruelty.
He strode towards the basement, took out all the remaining documents and evidence from the year, and put them into a portable safe. He is going to see Li Lei to find out the truth of the matter. Although the truth may be cruel, if the murderer really is someone else... he will make that person's life worse than death!
A secret base somewhere in Tianyi.
The doors and windows of the empty room were closed, and Li Lei sat alone behind the spacious and thick wooden table, holding a quiet Biluochun in his hand. The tea that should have been calmly savored was turned around in his hands. He glanced at his Rolex watch from time to time and tapped the teacup on the table anxiously.
An internal call came in: "Master, Mr. Pei Ziheng is here. He brought a safe and refused us to open it for inspection."
Li Lei said: "Let it go."
"But Master, you are the only one in the room..." Arnold looked at Pei Ziheng, who was holding a box in front of him with a stern expression, and was a little worried. This man clearly had a murderous aura, as if he was going to blow up the building.
“Let it go.” Li Lei emphasized his tone.
Well...well, my boss seems to be very irritable too, and he rarely talks to him so rudely.
Arnuo turned sideways and let Pei Ziheng in. Finally arrived.
Li Lei perked up, put down the tea cup, and stared at Pei Ziheng attentively as he came in from the door, then quickly moved his gaze to the portable safe, and then away again. "I arrived half an hour earlier than scheduled," the anxious look on his face faded, and he lazily greeted Pei Ziheng, "Sit down."
Pei Ziheng sat down opposite him: "You were waiting for me here very early."
The implication is that everyone is in a hurry, no one should laugh at anyone.
Li Lei asked him: "Tea, or coffee? This tea was brewed by Xiao Ling herself. She didn't control the heat very well, but it's full of love. I brought it specially in a thermos cup. Do you want to try it? ?”
Provocation, Hongguoguo’s provocation.
Pei Ziheng’s eyes were gloomy: “You don’t want the thing anymore?”
Li Lei smiled happily: "Yes, why not? But I think there are some people who are more anxious than me. Things can't escape, right?" He asked Pei Ziheng out just to dig up some information about Wang Jingwan's murder case. It seems that Pei Ziheng indeed has the information.
Since you have brought the things, there is no need to rush.
He couldn't help but make fun of Pei Ziheng. After all, if Pei Ziheng hadn't been so bad to Xiao Ling back then, how could Xiao Ling have suffered so much? When he thought about this, he became so angry that it was good if he could hold back from beating anyone.
Pei Ziheng looked solemn and fell on his wrist.
There was a Rolex that looked very rich and cheap. The tabloid reporter had dug it out a long time ago. It was a gift from Xia Ling to Li Lei when she first debuted.
Pei Ziheng retorted coldly: "She gave you a Rolex? What she gave me was a Patek Philippe, a couple's model." As he said that, he revealed the watch on his right wrist. It was indeed a very precious Patek Philippe, a special customized version. Every detail was extremely fine, highlighting the Extraordinary taste, not comparable to ordinary famous watches.
Classmate Li Xiaolei remained calm on the face, but he was going crazy in his heart.
Patek Philippe! Couple! Custom Edition!
It would take about a hundred Rolexes in his hands to be worth one Patek Philippe!
Classmate Li Xiaolei burst into tears, Xiao Ling, how come your taste is getting worse and worse. In your last life, you knew how to give people customized watches, but in this life you just grabbed a piece of stolen goods and ended up doing it? ! Seeing that your husband-to-be is about to lose to his ex! How to do how to do…
Fortunately, there is always a way out.
An idea flashed in Li Xiaolei's mind, and he continued to smile lazily and contentedly: "Patek Philippe? The repair fee is not cheap. It's rare that this watch is broken. Even Director Pei is reluctant to buy a new one. If my Rolex is broken, Xiaolei Ling will buy me a new one in a minute, Patek Philippe, Vacheron Constantin, whatever you like.”
With his sharp eyes, he saw a slight imperfection where the watch joined together, which had been repaired.
In fact, according to Patek Philippe's craftsmanship, it is impossible for such marks to appear even on repaired watches. But this watch was given to Pei Ziheng by Xia Ling. Pei Ziheng valued it as much as his life. He wanted to retrieve this watch even if he broke "Ye Xingling's" hand to survive in the rushing river. Therefore, when repairing, he required that the original material of the watch be retained as much as possible, which resulted in some minor repair marks.
This time, it was Pei Ziheng's turn to look ugly again.
Suddenly, my interest waned. What's the point of competing with Li Lei?
Xiao Ling already belongs to someone else, so how can he compare to her?
(End of this chapter)