King Crazy Game

Chapter 22 Death (5)

On the way back, Lin Zicheng drank too much and couldn't drive, so he had to let Shen Qingning drive.

Lin Zicheng closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the passenger seat with his thin lips slightly parted. Shen Qingning turned her head and saw Lin Zicheng's seductive look of being slightly drunk, with a kind of sickly and elegant look that was shocking at first sight.

Shen Qingning's hand on the seat belt paused, remembering that at Song Nian's house, Lin Zicheng was like a beautiful inanimate toy. Although very attractive, it lacked the unique tension compared to now. Suddenly, he found that his hand holding the steering wheel was trembling slightly, with excitement, excitement, and a little fear.

Lin Zicheng was even less talkative than usual when he was drunk. Shen Qingning also quickly shifted gears without saying a word and drove all the way to Lin Zicheng's villa at a very fast speed.

Arriving at the gate of the villa, Shen Qingning secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and smiled at Lin Zicheng: "Zicheng, we're at your house."

Lin Zicheng opened his eyes, yawned, opened the car door and was about to leave, but turned back and asked intriguingly: "Would you like to come to my house for a visit?"

Shen Qingning was stunned. Lin Zicheng's behavior was one of the playboy's ways of flirting with others. As a fellow playboy, he naturally knew the dangers of various tricks.

It took him a lot of effort to suppress the impulse he had on the road, but unfortunately it was easily aroused again by Lin Zicheng's simple words.

"You're never going to stop." Shen Qingning helplessly raised his hand and pushed Lin Zicheng hard.

Lin Zicheng didn't continue. He waved to Shen Qingning with his back, opened the door and walked into the villa.

After Shen Qingning watched Lin Zicheng go in, he did not turn the car around immediately. He sat quietly for a while before slowly leaving.

A few days later, one morning, Shen Qingning unexpectedly showed up at the front desk of Lin Zicheng's company. With a seductive look on his face, he bent over and chatted with the receptionist, making the two beauties laugh.

As soon as Lin Zicheng entered the company, he saw two women and one man laughing and frowned slightly.

"Good morning, Zicheng." Shen Qingning narrowed his eyes and followed Lin Zicheng into the office.

Lin Zicheng took off his coat and hung it on the hanger next to the huge desk. He unbuttoned his collar, sat in front of the desk, looked at Shen Qingning and asked, "You came to my place early in the morning just to chat with two beauties?"

"Chatting with beautiful women is just a side job, the main reason is that I want to see you." Shen Qingning pulled over a chair and sat opposite Lin Zicheng in a familiar manner.

"Ten million for a day of watching. Beauty also has a price tag." Businessman Lin Zicheng crossed his hands, supported his chin, and looked at Shen Qingning closely.

Lin Zicheng's eyes were pure black. When he stared at someone, they were like a bottomless pit of thousands of words that made people fall into them involuntarily. Every time Shen Qingning met those eyes, it was like her feet were grabbed by a pair of invisible hands and she was falling endlessly.

Shen Qingning smiled: "I admit defeat. I came to you because I investigated Zhou Lichu. I saw that he seemed to have a special affection for you. It's not because of your beauty, but like a fan chasing a star, a private fan chasing a star."

Lin Zicheng: "Why do you say that? Isn't it like wanting to occupy someone because of another person? Like in an unusual love triangle, you like me, I like another person, and you want to occupy that person because of me."

When Shen Qingning heard the word "occupy", he felt like he was bitten by an ant somewhere on his body, itchy and painful. He tried hard to suppress his lustful thoughts that were about to get out of control: "Why does it sound like a pet trying to please the person the owner likes in order to please the owner."

"A pet is not suitable for Zhou Lichu, but rather an ant that does not know its own limitations." Lin Zicheng said as he stood up and walked to the water dispenser at the door and personally poured a glass of water for Shen Qingning.

Shen Qingning thanked him and took the cup, but Lin Zicheng didn't let go. He seemed to push his fingers forward intentionally, touching Shen Qingning's fingertips. Then he put one hand on the table, leaned down, and lowered his voice: "Qingning, I find it more fun to tease you than to tease Zhou Lichu."

The touch of the fingertips and the low voice made Shen Qingning feel a subtle current flowing through his body, but he did not move, and said in the same whispering voice: "I also find that you are more beautiful than the flowers outside."

Lin Zicheng stood up, stared at Shen Qingning for a while with a carnivore's eyes, smiled, and sat back in his seat: "Hasn't my excellence always been obvious to you?"

Shen Qingning leaned back gently: "I have always seen your bad taste."

Lin Zicheng smiled frivolously: "I have something even more evil, do you want to learn more about it?"

"It's not good to be in the office, right? What if your secretary brings in documents and sees something he shouldn't see?"

"Ok?"

"I'll book a room in the hotel next door."

Lin Zicheng laughed when he heard it and leaned back in his chair: "It seems that Mr. Shen is really free. I was still hesitating just now. Now it seems that I should find something for Mr. Shen to do."

Shen Qingning: “…”

In the afternoon, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened without warning. Dark clouds enveloped the earth. The suppressed wind was filled with a strong smell of moisture. It seemed that a sudden storm was about to hit.

As soon as Shen Qingning walked out of the police station, countless media had been waiting at the door for a long time. When they saw someone coming out, they immediately rushed over and asked without thinking, "Did superstar Xu Minmin commit suicide or was he murdered?"

"What did Xu Minmin's suicide note say?"

"Did Xu Minmin commit suicide for love?"

……

The bodyguards who were protecting Shen Qingning protected him with one hand and pushed the crowd away with the other. Shen Qingning avoided the crowd with a headache and quickly got into the car.

There are many suspicious reasons for Xu Minmin's death, and the police have not announced the cause. Although there have been discussions on the Internet, it has not caused a huge stir. What really set off a huge wave was an analysis article about Xu Minmin's death, which made the popularity of the news, which had faded, once again top the hot search.

The article analyzes Xu Minmin's personality, family environment and the death photos released by the police one by one, and finally concludes that Xu Minmin was murdered.

Shen Qingning was called to the police station for questioning again because of this article.

There was a violent storm outside the car window. Shen Qingning sat in the back seat with a solemn expression, his eyes as cold as rain. The driver drove with his back straight, not daring to look behind him. Suddenly, the phone rang, and Shen Qingning returned to his usual indifference.

Lin Zicheng: "It's raining, be careful on the road."

Hearing Lin Zicheng's cold concern, Shen Qingning's throat tightened a little. He coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Lin's warmth is really thoughtful. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"No need to eat. To show my concern, I'll buy you a drink."

"When?"

"Well, I'll pick you up in the evening."

"Zicheng, am I also a chess piece in your game?" Shen Qingning felt indescribable powerlessness and anger when he said this.

Lin Zicheng chuckled: "I saw that you were too idle, so I invited you to play games together."

Shen Qingning tightly gripped his phone, frowning as he looked out the window at the strong wind.

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