361: C361 Traces

C361 Traces

There's a small supermarket next to the phone booth that looks a little old, and Liu walks into that store hoping to get some clues.

"Hello, Boss. When did your store start operating?"

"Then, young man, you said this electric store has been running for more than 20 years."

"Then, do you know who put this telephone booth here?"

"I know. My son built it here in the past because it was inconvenient for big guys. He built a phone booth, and if someone called, they would collect some money and make some extra money."

"Then can you take me to see your son? Or give me his contact details. Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. "

"He has moved away. He doesn't live here anymore. Okay then I'll give you his contact details "

"That old man, do you know where he lives?"

"AX sector, Block D 3."

"Okay, thank you."

After hearing the news, Qi Jincheng quickly called that person.

"Hello, my name is Qi Jincheng. How should I address you?"

"Liu, what do you want from me?"

"Mr. Liu, I want to treat you to a meal. I understand that you play computer games well. I want to treat you to a favor. You don't mind, do you?"

"Okay."

That day, Mr. Liu really came as scheduled. Qi Jincheng sat in the dining room early and waited for him.

"Mr. Liu, you don't know me?"

"Where are you?"

"Why would I know you?"

"Right now, I'm just playing games at home or stealing information from others to earn some extra money," said Wang Yao.

He was very honest.

"What? Impossible?"

Qi Jincheng took out his phone and gave the ID and address he found on his computer to the gentleman.

"Just say it. I am a straightforward person. Don't stutter. I am too petty."

"Okay. Since you have said so, I will say it directly. This ID and address are yours, Mr. Liu?"

Mr. Liu nodded.

"Then why did you hack my computer and steal my information? Who ordered you to do this?"

"I admit I stole your information, but I can't tell you who ordered me to do it, because that person helped me a lot."

"Don't think about getting any information about him from me. I'll just say that what I did had nothing to do with him, okay?"

Qi Jincheng couldn't figure out who made him do this. Why was he so willing to be loyal to the person behind him? Who could it be?

"I know that what I did violated your interests. You can ask the police to arrest me for trial, but even so, I will not say who he is."

"Don't worry. Although you did this, it has nothing to do with you. I won't let the police arrest you for personal reasons."

"I believe that one day, you will come to me and tell me who that person is."

After saying that, Qi Jincheng left.

Mr. Liu couldn't believe that Qi Jincheng would let him go just like that. He was a little shaken.

Because he felt that Qi Jincheng was a good person. Perhaps he was really wrong by doing this.

However, he could not go back on his word. After all, Du Ziming had helped him too much. He had promised that he would do anything for Du Ziming.

After he left, Qi Jincheng did not go back to the company or home. Instead, he found Mr. Liu's father.

He hoped that he could ask Mr. Liu who his benefactor was. Who was worthy of him doing this?

However, Mr. Liu's father didn't know who his son's benefactor was.

He didn't even know what his son's specific job was. He only knew that his son was very filial and often came back to see him.

If that was the case, all of his efforts would be in vain.

Qi Jincheng had no other choice, but he couldn't really send Mr. Liu to prison. He was also innocent.

If he did that, he would not say anything. It seemed like he could only think of another way.

Qi Jincheng decided to go back to the company and ask for other people's opinions.

"Sigh, if you want me to say it, I'll just send him in directly. If that's the case, we'll tell his father. Then his father will definitely persuade him to confess quickly."

Qi Jincheng also thought of this plan, but based on Mr. Liu's attitude, even if he was sent to prison, he would still help the person behind him without caring about his own life.

The people behind him must have helped him a lot, which was why he was so willing to pay with his life.

"Then what can we do?"

Suddenly, a technician gave a suggestion.

"Right! We can pretend to kidnap his father, then threaten him with our lives, and let him tell us the truth."

"He's so filial. You'll definitely save your father, won't you?"

This was indeed a good idea.

Soon, Qi Jincheng and the others came to Mr. Liu's father's shop again.

He told Mr. Liu's father that he wanted to invite him to a meal to thank his son for his technical help.

At first, Mr. Liu refused again and again, but later Qi Jincheng told him that his son sent him to pick up the old man, and his son would also go at that time.

Only then did the old man give his shop to someone else and follow Qi Jincheng.

Qi Jincheng first arranged for Mr. Liu to be in a hotel, then called Mr. Liu.

"Mr. Liu, I never thought of doing this, but I can't do it for the company's benefit."

"Your father is in my hands now. If you don't tell me the truth, I can't protect him. What can I do?"

"Shameless. I did this. What does it have to do with my father? I advise you to let him go as soon as possible, or I will call the police."1

"Call the police? If Mr. Liu insists on calling the police, then I will have my men make a move as well."

"Don't, I beg you, let my father go."

"Mr. Liu, I have said that as long as you tell the real murderer, I will immediately send your father to him."

"I... Sigh..."

After a long time, Mr. Liu finally said something.

" His surname is Du. I beg you to understand me. He saved my life before. I can't say anything else. "

Qi Jincheng was not a person who would cause trouble, so he let Mr. Liu go.

His surname was Du?

The first person Qi Jincheng thought of was Du Ziming.

Could it be him?

Qi Jincheng decided to go back first, and then take the opportunity to take Du Ziming's computer.

If it wasn't Du Ziming, he would be happy instead.

But he always had an illusion, or more accurately, intuition, that person seemed to be Du Ziming.

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