【Peking Shuangmei】Shell

Chapter 11

Fang Mengwei sat by the phone in the hotel, holding a cup of coffee poured to him by the waiter.His nerves were already tense to the extreme, logically speaking, he shouldn't drink such a stimulating drink again.

But he didn't have time to think about it anymore, he was holding a delicate western-style porcelain cup in his hand, and the temperature it radiated made him feel real.He called Xu Henghua half an hour ago, and the other party asked him to wait.

He also vaguely remembered a lawyer surnamed Geng whom he had met at the party before, so he called Zhao Ruoxi and asked her if she had left her contact information.

When the phone finally rang, he almost spilled half a cup of coffee with a trembling hand.

Mr. Fang, brother Heng told me to call you, don't ask me who I am, I will only tell what I can tell.The voice was slightly hoarse, and although he spoke Mandarin, he had a strong Cantonese accent.

Fang Mengwei quickly agreed, saying please speak.

This case involves too much. If you have read the news, it is the biggest news recently.We can't control it, and it's hard for anyone to control it.The biggest single news?Could it be... Mrs. Fei?When Fang Mengwei heard himself speaking, his voice was inexplicably strange.

As long as you have a bottom line.This matter is the meaning of the above, and now the important person in the United States, even the governor of Hong Kong, is also difficult to handle.The only thing we can do is to ask this gentleman to confess his guilt earlier, so that he will suffer less.

Fang Mengwei held the phone receiver and did not answer for a long time.

I have talked enough and know too little.You should prepare early.After saying this, there was a "click", and the phone was hung up.

Geng Yueming, who followed Zhao Ruoxi into the room, saw Fang Mengwei sitting on the sofa, holding the phone receiver.

Madam Fei's full name is Fecy Ferison.

She was not born in the United States, nor was her surname Fei. When she was 12 years old, her mother remarried the famous diplomat, and Fei Qian followed her to the United States to become the diplomat's daughter.It's just that after she studied economics and politics at Wellesley College, she returned to China, collected various data, and said that she should do university research.

The university question will not be done in time in the future, because of her various relationships with high-ranking officials and dignitaries, a lot of private gossip and unofficial history have been collected.When the Kuomintang came to Taiwan, she returned to the United States, married Mr. Fei Leisen, became Mrs. Fei, and automatically became an American.

I just heard recently that she wrote a book to be published in the United States.The manuscript Madam Fei carried with her was said to be extremely sensitive, and some people wished they could burn it to ashes so that it would never appear in this world.

However, this Mrs. Fei believes too much in the freedom of speech in the United States, so she brought her manuscript to Hong Kong to discuss with the Hong Kong publishing house about publishing a Chinese version.

A day earlier, that is, on July [-], Mrs. Fei was assassinated and killed on the Prince of Wales cruise ship not far from Hong Kong waters.

It is Changlong Shipping Company who is responsible for the maintenance and overhaul of this cruise ship.That is the company where Sun Chaozhong works.

No matter what the case is, now that he has not been convicted, the lawyer should have the right to see him.Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and studying in Cambridge for many years, Mr. Geng really sounds like a full-fledged British.

Zhao Ruoxi had seen big scenes before, so she glanced at him and said, let's go meet someone first.

Geng Yueming stood up awkwardly and said what she said was true, and said that I should make a few phone calls first to ask for details.After several phone calls, he didn't get the chance to meet Sun Chaozhong.

This is unusual, this is unusual, this is so unusual!He paced the room repeatedly.

In front of Zhao Ruoxi, he lost a chance to show off his abilities, which dealt a blow to this normally proud man.

He spread three or four Chinese and English newspapers from the newspaper column downstairs in the hotel on the bed, and took a pen in his hand to write and draw on the hotel's post-it notes, talking to himself from time to time.

Fang Mengwei, on the other hand, wanted to try to calm himself down, so he picked up his chopsticks and started to eat a bowl of fresh shrimp wonton delivered from downstairs.Zhao Ruoxi looked at him, what's wrong, Second Young Master Fang, he has an appetite now?

Fang Mengwei wiped his nose with a handkerchief, saying that if he didn't eat it, he might get cold.

After eating half of the wonton, Geng Yueming patted the notepad on the coffee table with a "slap", which shocked the other two.I don't know what was written on the densely packed paper, only a few lines with arrows could barely be seen as the timeline.Fang Mengwei looked at the scrawled note, but suddenly frowned.

Mrs. Fei was assassinated on the 11th, so the cruise ship did not set sail on the 11th, but left Hong Kong on the night of the 10th?he asks.Yes, the original plan was to stay overseas for two nights before returning to Hong Kong.

This couldn't have been done by Sun Chaozhong.Fang Mengwei spoke suddenly.Geng Yueming looked away from the newspaper and looked at Fang Mengwei. On the evening of the 10th he was with me.

Second Young Master Fang, I know you are eager to save people, but you must always speak with facts...Zhao Ruoxi looked at him.The night wind blows the magnolia-colored curtain tassels, and the heat in the room is blown away.

Sun Chaozhong was with me from 10:11 on the evening of the 06th until he left around 30:[-] on the [-]th.Fang Mengwei looked at Geng Yueming, and spoke calmly with all the restraint he could restrain at the moment.He is innocent.He didn't do it.He added these two sentences at the end, and he didn't know who he was speaking to.

And this recognition was like a shot in the arm, calming down his slightly trembling little finger.He even couldn't help laughing, picked up his chopsticks and ate another wonton.

It was this sudden relaxation that made Fang Mengwei understand what he had been really worried about before.If this assassination was really related to Sun Chaozhong, then it would be true, and it will never be restored.

He swallowed the wonton slowly before answering Geng Yueming's question of where the two of them went on the night of the 10th.Just stay in this room.

Just the two of you for one night?What did you do?Geng Yueming asked.

Zhao Ruoxi chuckled, and glanced at a chess set provided by the hotel on the lower coffee table.Let's play chess, probably all night?