Chapter 15 : The Female Lawyer Comes Knocking
Chapter 15: The Female Lawyer Comes Knocking
When Shen Qingzhou walked out of the police station, it was already completely dark.
He had just taken out a cigarette, about to light one, when Old Zhong suddenly emerged from some unknown corner.
“Little Shen, you’re out?” Old Zhong approached with a fawning smile.
“You haven’t gone back yet?” Shen Qingzhou asked, somewhat surprised.
Because he had chatted a bit longer with Chang Shengli, he came out later, while Old Zhong and Zhang Haiyang had already finished their questioning.
And Zhang Haiyang had clearly already left.
“I was waiting for you.” Old Zhong said with a grin.
“Waiting for me for what?”
“Aren’t you planning to go to Zhou Minghan’s house? I’ll go with you—better to have someone watching your back.” Old Zhong hurriedly said.
Shen Qingzhou glanced at the injuries on his forehead and cheeks. “You’ve been through enough these past few days. You should just go back and rest early.”
It had to be said, the old man really had some skills. After being tied up for several days and then going through another ordeal in the morning, he actually looked completely fine now.
“No need. I’m feeling great right now. I don’t have anything to do tonight anyway, so I might as well go with you.” Old Zhong insisted.
Shen Qingzhou didn’t respond, only lighting the cigarette he had just taken out.
Seeing him silent, Old Zhong felt uneasy. Just as he was about to find another topic, Shen Qingzhou suddenly said, “The one who died today wasn’t Zhou Minghan. Did you know that?”
“What?” Old Zhong’s eyes widened in shock.
Clearly, the police had not told him this.
“The police said that person came from Yangcheng. His job was debt collection.”
Shen Qingzhou didn’t look at Old Zhong, still staring across the street, yet the pressure he gave made cold sweat bead on Old Zhong’s temples.
“This has nothing to do with me.” Old Zhong said, somewhat incoherently.
“I know it has nothing to do with you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be telling you this. Do you think he might be the one who was following Su Xi?”
“Su Xi?”
Old Zhong didn’t react immediately. After a moment, he realized Shen Qingzhou was referring to Lawyer Su.
Back when Jiangcheng Law Firm had hired him as Su Xi’s driver, his role wasn’t just to drive—he was also meant to protect her, because she had been followed during that period.
But ever since Shen Qingzhou took over, no trace of the stalker had appeared. Over time, they assumed the person had given up.
“Now that you mention it, it’s very possible. But if you say he came from Yangcheng to collect debts, then it should be related to the boss of Su Xi’s husband’s company. I’ll ask around through my contacts.” Old Zhong said.
“Alright, I’ll wait for your news.” Shen Qingzhou replied.
That was precisely why he had told Old Zhong all this—to make use of his connections to investigate the dead man’s background.
“I’m heading back first.” Shen Qingzhou said, cigarette in his mouth, as he walked down the steps.
“Little Shen.” Old Zhong remained where he was and suddenly called out.
“Something else?” Shen Qingzhou turned back in surprise.
“I’ll give you an explanation for this matter.” Old Zhong said seriously.
“An explanation? What kind of explanation? Are you going to compensate me the thirty million?”
“I’ll compensate you the thirty million.” Old Zhong said word by word, extremely serious.
Shen Qingzhou laughed. “Where are you going to get thirty million? Even if you sold yourself and your daughter together, you wouldn’t get that much.”
“So… can we lower it a bit? Let’s negotiate?”
Old Zhong, who had been serious just a moment ago, suddenly changed expression and put on a flattering smile.
“You old fox, setting me up on purpose?”
“Don’t say that. No one expected things to turn out like this. Now that someone’s died and the police are involved, that 300 million probably won’t be so easy to get…”
Old Zhong sighed deeply, resigning himself to bad luck.
He hadn’t really suffered any loss, but Shen Qingzhou had spent half a year on this matter. He couldn’t let him walk away empty-handed, or something bad might happen.
“Then give me three million, and we’ll call it even.” Shen Qingzhou said.
“Isn’t three million a bit too much? I really can’t come up with that much right now. How about three hundred thousand… I can transfer that to you immediately…”
“Get lost.”
“Little Shen, let’s talk it over. It’s not easy for an old man like me to earn money. I’m saving it for retirement…”
“You’re saving it to keep women, aren’t you? I know you’ve got several young mistresses. I’m actually doing you a favor—you should be thanking me.”
Shen Qingzhou hailed a taxi and left without looking back.
His office was also his home—killing two birds with one stone. In reality, it was just because he was poor and couldn’t afford another place.
But as soon as he went upstairs, he saw someone standing on the steps, arms crossed, looking down at him coldly.
Shen Qingzhou forcibly suppressed the urge to turn around and run, forcing a smile. “How did you find this place?”
The person was none other than the female lawyer, Su Xi. Shen Qingzhou had never expected that she would track him down here.
“Am I not allowed to come, President Shen?” Su Xi raised her brows slightly and asked coldly.
Su Xi was already tall, and with a pair of high heels, standing on the steps and looking down at him, she was truly imposing.
“Of course you can. What ‘President Shen’? Just call me Little Shen.” Shen Qingzhou said with a smile.
“Then why did you block me? If I hadn’t come looking for you, would you never see me again?”
Su Xi uncrossed her arms. She was still holding her phone in her right hand.
Seeing that she didn’t accuse him for cutting her off after getting what he wanted, Shen Qingzhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
“If you could find this place, then you probably know what I do. The commission is already completed. Having too much contact with me won’t do you any good.”
Shen Qingzhou stepped forward onto the stairs, not avoiding her at all, forcing Su Xi to take two steps back until they stood face to face.
Originally looking down at him, Su Xi now had to tilt her head slightly upward. Her long black hair cascaded behind her like a dark waterfall.
Today, Su Xi had changed into casual clothes—a gray fitted short-sleeve top and a black pleated skirt. Combined with her tall figure, she looked both relaxed and elegant.
“Well then, Detective Shen, did you find any useful clues from me?”
Her eyes were as clear as mountain spring water, reflecting Shen Qingzhou’s figure distinctly.
“Not yet.”
“Then do you want to look again?” A trace of moisture appeared in her eyes.
Shen Qingzhou lowered his head and kissed her directly, and Su Xi wrapped her arms around his neck in response.
His hand slipped into her long skirt, feeling the warmth and smoothness at his fingertips.
Before he could go further, his hand was stopped through the fabric of her skirt. Her cheeks were flushed.
“Not outside.”
Su Xi breathed softly, her voice low. Shen Qingzhou’s presence intoxicated her, her blood surging, her heartbeat quickening.
Shen Qingzhou could only withdraw his hand, open the door, and noticed a plastic bag by the entrance—likely brought by Su Xi—so he picked it up and carried it inside.