A few days later, the police actually came to investigate.

As soon as Qu Ning opened the door, he was very surprised to find that the police officer in front of him who came to investigate was not only an old police officer who was very experienced at first sight, but also an acquaintance, Cheng Feiyang.

"Cheng Feiyang when did you change career?" Qu Ning looked at him, shrinking subconsciously.

She hadn't forgotten that this man once sealed the house of Qu Zhai, and then set her tear gas torment her.

So she still a little bit him.

Cheng Feiyang said in a serious tone, "Miss Qu Ning, I don’t need to answer you this question, but you must remember my identity, a solemn policeman, and I will come to you from a long distance. It is for investigating the case, and I hope you will cooperate with the investigation."

In a few words, he turned the topic back on the right track.

"Good, good," Qu Ning said helplessly, "Then what do you want to ask?"

"Let's go in first. There are so many things to ask. By the way, what about your husband?" Cheng Feiyang asked, entering the mansion carelessly from Qu Ning's side.

Qu Ning glanced at the door of the study subconsciously, and then complained loudly, "He, I don't know where he died. I have such a big belly now, and I can't go looking for him everywhere, so he went away chic!"

The tone is a lively complaining tone, as if she is really complaining about her husband who has no family.

"Okay," Cheng Feiyang said, sitting on the sofa, and then took out the file he was carrying with him, opened it gently, but held it in his hand, preventing her from reading it.

Qu Ning was a little puzzled, "If you want to ask, just ask, what is the secret of the gods?"

"Sit down first, otherwise the child will scare you off." Cheng Feiyang said.

His words were a little bit open, and the old police officer on the side glanced at him as a warning.

Qu Ning rolled his eyes again, and then sat on the sofa, "Okay, let me see it."

"Before I show it to you, I need to ask you a few questions." Cheng Feiyang said seriously.

When he spoke seriously, Qu Ning was a little vacant, but on the surface she was still frowning, with a puzzled look, "What?"

"First, you said you don't know Song Rou, have you never met her?"

"Yep."

"Secondly, Song Rou used to have six friends, all of whom were punks. They collected protection fees or set up stalls to sell things near your school. Have you ever seen them?"

"Our school is very big, maybe I haven't seen them before." Qu Ning said.

Cheng Feiyang hooked his mouth, "I didn't say which school it was, which one do you think it is?"

Qu Ning's face suddenly turned pale, and then she patted her head and explained, "Hey, you see, I was pregnant with a child. I was pregnant for three years. Didn't you tell me that it was when I was 16 years old? Did you give Song Rou money? So of course I would default to the high school, otherwise, which school would you think it was?"

Cheng Feiyang curled her lips, but she was not stupid at all, she could explain her loopholes so completely.

He could only say, "This question counts as you pass, but I still have questions to ask you."

"Inspector Cheng, just ask, can I still answer you?" Qu Ning shrugged and said indifferently.

"Now, the police have compared DNA and found that Song Rou has no blood relationship with your dad, and Song Rou's mother has nothing to do with your dad. But the current situation is that Song Rou is dead and your dad is crazy, so , Those three million, what do you think is going on?"

A trace of treacherous flashes in Qu Ning's eyes, she will answer this question.