Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Chapter 430 Call the police

[I will be going to Beijing on a business trip this Thursday and will stay for four or five days. What time is convenient for you to meet? ]

Wen Xin was extremely delighted.

It was like a sleepy accident. She was still thinking about when to go back to Yuncheng to see Wen Xichen.

While we were busy arranging the time and place, something was not going well at the hospital.

Meng Xiang looked at Song Yuncai who was emotionally broken in front of him, and tried to comfort him while enduring the pain from his wounds.

"Brother, Yunfei is already like this, please accept my condolences. I tried to stop him, but I got stabbed."

Song Yuncai was in tears, and his gray hair looked even more haggard under the light.

"He just left like that. How can I explain this to my parents? Meng Xiang, Yun Fei's matter was so serious, why didn't you call the police? Why did you just handle it quietly? There shouldn't be any hidden secrets."

Meng Xiang sighed and closed his eyes weakly.

"Brother, call the police and let them investigate. We were busy calling an ambulance at the time. There was blood all over the floor, so who would have bothered to call the police?"

Song Yuncai turned around and went out the door, and actually called the police.

The police responded very quickly and immediately carried out a series of routine operations. Meng Xiang supported his weak body and cooperated in taking notes.

The police also conducted a detailed investigation of Song Yunfei's residence. Many of the neighbors came out to tell about what happened at the time.

What everyone saw was Meng Xiang anxiously knocking on the door, shouting to Song Yunfei not to be impulsive and to open the door. The noise was so loud that several neighbors came out to check.

Later, when Meng Xiang shouted that he would call the police if the door was not opened, Song Yunfei opened the door, holding a large fruit knife, with blood on his wrist.

Meng Xiang held Song Yunfei's knife-holding hand and whispered a few words of persuasion. Somehow Song Yunfei suddenly went crazy, stabbed Meng Xiang in the abdomen, and then turned back to cut his neck.

"Ouch! The blood was oozing out. The man who was stabbed pressed his wound, called two younger neighbors, and drove to the hospital."

"That blood, you can still see it on the ground now."

The two elderly neighbors spoke tremblingly.

Song Yunfei just rented this house this year. It is an old residential area.

The community is near the back entrance of Peking University Affiliated Hospital, and driving to the hospital is much faster than calling an ambulance.

There was nothing special to find out. Everything was logical. It was Song Yunfei's manic episode that caused him to do something that hurt others and himself.

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After Song Yunfei was sent for autopsy, Song Yun never bothered Meng Xiang again.

Meng Xiang listened to the various comments about Song Yunfei outside, closed his eyes and remained silent.

Ten years ago, when this abnormal relationship was renewed, they were full of passion.

Even when Song Yunfei fell ill five years ago, he felt a sense of noble self-satisfaction when he helped him find medical treatment and medicine and spent his time accompanying him.

But in the past five years, things have become increasingly difficult, and that perverse sense of satisfaction can no longer cover up his inner panic.

The fear that Song Yunfei might go crazy and destroy him at any time gradually occupied his heart.

This is the best outcome for now. He suffered from bipolar disorder, destroying himself and others.

Anyway, due to the reduction in medication dosage and long-term verbal guidance, there will be no clues left.

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Wen Xin couldn't hold back after all, and on Friday afternoon, while Wen Xichen was free, she asked him to come to the hotel room two hours earlier.

She thought it should be communicated in advance.

After all, the huge changes that have taken place in her during this period of time are really shocking, and she doesn't want to tell Tan Mu too much about Chai Yuxuan.

"Wen Xiaoxin."

Wen Xin, who had just reached the hotel entrance, stopped and turned around to see a tall figure in sportswear striding towards him.

It was still the familiar gait, even the way his arms were swinging hadn't changed at all. Wen Xin's eyes immediately turned red.

"Oh, Wen Xiaoxin. Haven't you always been a fierce strong woman? How come you become Lin Daiyu when you get older?"

"Go away, you're just getting old."

In an instant, that familiar feeling quickly came to me.

This is the wonderful thing about the relationship between people. Even if you haven't seen some people for many years and they have changed a lot, there is still no gap when you meet again, as if you were separated only yesterday.

Wen Xin gently pressed the corner of her eyes and followed him into the hotel.

Wen Xichen has maintained a good figure, strong and healthy, but his temples are already gray.

Her skin is a little dark, but has a very healthy wheat-colored luster.

When he smiled, he showed a row of shining white teeth, and there was still some trace of the silly boy he used to be.

Sitting down in the hotel private room, Wen Xin ordered a pot of tea and began to fill their cups.

Wen Xichen has been watching Wen Xin busy, looking at her carefully:

"Wen Xiaoxin, you look very young now. The last time we met was ten years ago, when you went back to visit your uncle and aunt's grave. I feel like you look even better than you did then."

Wen Xin was amused by him.

"Well, this is a good flattery, I like it. I didn't expect that Wen Xichen, you are so inconsistent now. It's different now that you are the boss."

When I met him ten years ago, Wen Xichen had just been promoted from the Material Bureau and was running a taxi while in debt.

At that time, he had already been divorced. He had been raising his son alone for so many years and he was exhausted and depressed.

Wen Xichen chuckled:

"I'm telling the truth, not being polite. But in the past two years, this logistics business has really taken off."

"I came to Beijing this time to expand the fruit business in the northwest. We want to build a storage base in the suburbs of Beijing and are negotiating with partners."

Wen Xin looked at Wen Xichen who was talking eloquently and was somewhat impressed.

This state is confident and full of charisma, which is completely different from the decadent and unconfident appearance ten years ago.

Sure enough, a successful career is the best beauty recipe for men. His temperament immediately rose several levels.

"Are you doing it on your own, or in partnership with someone?" Wen Xin was very interested in Wen Xichen's career.

"I have a partner, but he doesn't take charge of the business. Xiaokun and I are the ones who do the main business."

"Xiao Kun? Your son?" The image of a sunny boy flashed through Wen Xin's mind.

"Yeah, actually it was he who proposed this approach. One of his classmates was driving sports cars for the transport team. Brother Feng and I looked into it and thought it was a good idea, so we each invested some money and started the business."

"Brother Feng? Your partner?" Wen Xin sensitively caught the name.

"Oh, it's Wang Feng, the younger brother of Director Wang of the Material Bureau. We were both in the machinery factory back then and we always had a good relationship."

Wen Xin felt as if his brain was exploding again.

"Director Wang of the Materials Bureau's younger brother is your partner. What a coincidence! I have a very good relationship with their sister Wang Youlin."

Wen Xichen's face froze and he quickly lowered his head to get some tea.

Wen Xin glanced at him, pretended not to see it, and continued to ask:

"Didn't you drive a taxi all the time? Why did you suddenly want to do this?"

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