Chapter 597 The crime deserves it 29
Monday arrived quickly, and after Robert dropped her off at the company, he sent Julie and his wife to the airport.
As soon as I arrived at the office and put my bag away, the phone on my desk rang.
She answered the phone and heard Theron's cool and sinister voice: "Where is what I want?"
Tsk, if you say you want it, I will give it to you? Who do you think you are?
Xining said calmly: "Mr. Police Officer, you may have made a mistake. I don't know why you want these things."
Theron threatened fiercely: "I have all the evidence about you that night, aren't you afraid that I will tell your fiancé?"
Xining smiled brightly: "You also know that he is my fiancé? Let me tell you good news, our wedding date is very close. As for the evidence you said you have, if you like to show it to him, just show it to him, you said Will he believe you or me? Even if he doesn't believe me, he will think that I just want to know his financial income."
Without the threat, Theron immediately changed his strategy: "Do you want to marry a serial murderer?"
"What?" Xining pretended to be surprised: "What did you say, a serial murderer?"
Theron probably rolled his eyes on the other end of the phone: "What do you think? I'm a federal detective, not a federal tax bureau employee."
Xining murmured: "How could this happen..."
Theron chuckled: "You don't know?"
Xining answered, very seriously and sincerely: "I really don't know, I just want to see his income. Later he asked me to file a tax return, and I found out."
Oh my God, let's talk about it, what on earth is he doing during this time?
Theron was silent for a while: "Excuse me, goodbye!"
"Wait a minute!" Xining thought for a while: "What on earth did he do?"
Theron answered truthfully: "I suspect that he is related to the thirteen cases of missing children."
Xining sneered coldly: "Thirteen, you think too highly of him. Do you have evidence to prove that he is suspected?"
Theron was silent for a while: "No, so we are collecting."
Xining seemed to think about it for a while, and he felt a sense of justice. He took a lot of courage: "Give me the file information of the thirteen missing children, so that I can believe that he is suspected, and I will help you." Collect evidence. But all the information about these children must be included, including their home addresses, parents, and everything. This way I don’t have to check, otherwise I will take the time to confirm that these children really exist.”
"Okay!" Theron had no choice but to agree.
Soon after, a courier was delivered to the office. After opening it, there was a file bag, and inside it was a thick copy of the case files of thirteen missing children.
The call came again, don't worry about Theron recording, why be so sneaky if this matter comes to light.
She picked up the phone: "I received it and will get back to you within three days."
Before Theron could say anything, she hung up the phone first.
It's an internal police file. These thirteen children come from different places and families. It's a miracle that Theron actually identified the murder suspect from these completely unrelated things.
After watching for a while, Xining realized what was so great about Robert. These children all come from ordinary families and do not have very complicated social backgrounds. So when they disappeared, their parents had no choice but to call the police and post photos everywhere.
If you are a middle-class or above family, you may hire a private detective or give a high reward, which will mess things up.
Therefore, before Robert took action, he had tracked these children and conducted a preliminary investigation. Xining quickly put away her things and continued to live her life. I go home from get off work and help others make tax returns. After finishing, I sit down, turn on the light, and continue to look at these files.
The next day, she went to the company to take two days off, then went to the car rental company to rent a car, and then drove the car to carry out her plans.
The first person to visit was a relative of one of the children. She parked her car in the underground parking garage of the company building and went upstairs.
When I got to the top floor, I told the young and beautiful receptionist that I wanted to see the president.
The front desk looked at her: "Do you have an appointment?"
Xining was simple and clear: "Tell him that I want to talk to him about Joseph March. If I leave, he will definitely regret it in the future."
The receptionist was stunned, thinking about how to refuse, but saw Xining raise his eyebrows at her and point his eyes at the internal contact number on her desk, indicating to call the president.
It might be something really important. The receptionist picked up the phone, connected to the president's office, and repeated what Xining just said: "Yes, that's exactly what she said... Okay!"
The front desk put down the microphone and said with a bit of helplessness: "President Ma Qi invites you to go in. Go all the way in. The president's nameplate is written on the door."
"Thank you!" Xining smiled and walked in.
The company is really big and dense, and Robert also makes mistakes sometimes. One of the children seems to be from an ordinary working-class blue-collar family, but he has a rich uncle, a very rich biological uncle.
Arriving at the door, she knocked and walked in.
After closing the door, I was stunned when I saw the person sitting behind the desk. So handsome! Much more handsome than Robert with his shoehorn face. Of course, the handsomeness is more about the temperament of a high-ranking CEO, a proper male lead.
Mo Ming: "He's crazy again. He looks like a shoehorn, but he just makes more money."
Xining: "Are you sure, sure, they look similar?"
Mo Ming: "Okay, he is indeed handsome. I am not blind. To me, they are all vulgar and ordinary. What I value more is ability."
What you are looking for is the destruction of life and corpses everywhere, right? Comparing the two of them, this dark system must feel better to Robert.
Mo Ming: "Yes, when Robert kills people, it is simply art."
Just know...
Mo Ming: "The knife scratched the tender skin, making a slight sound..."
My Maya, if she doesn’t listen or listen, she will have mental disorders and should seek counseling from a psychiatrist.
Xining walked to the desk and sat down opposite the president.
Albert March, 25 years old, is a genius business wizard. I have been in business since I was 12 years old, selling some small things in the community, and then online. Up to now, the company has developed into a considerable online sales enterprise, accounting for a large share of online sales of similar products.
And the unlucky Joseph March was his brother's son. He left home at the age of eighteen and lived alone in a villa in the middle of the mountain. His brother took a different path and became a truck driver in his hometown, and his wife was a salesperson in a small store.
This is the case in this country. Perhaps the president once mentioned helping his brother and his family improve their work and life, but the brother usually refused. Even if he agreed, before he could, Joseph March disappeared.
(End of chapter)