"The previous plan was completely messed up. Now there are more than a dozen police officers in the bureau waiting for me to arrange the work. If it weren't for this, I definitely wouldn't go there now."
"I understand." She interrupted him again. "Go quickly, there is no need to tell me so much."
Chu Wu Zheng was annoyed. "Do you have to talk like this?"
Not hearing her answer, he ran out of patience and walked away without even looking back this time.
Shen Shiyu didn't call him either.
When I walked to the door, the mood from the figure behind me was gloomy.
Chu Wuzheng stepped out, and he pushed the door away with his backhand. Just when Shen Shiyu thought there was going to be a sound that would scare people in the night, a palm blocked the edge of the door.
Then, the lock was closed with a quiet sound.
...How could she forget? He didn't slam the door.
In the empty room, Shen Shiyu stood there for a long time.
"I'm waiting for you to come back."
At this time, the lights in the villa are still on.
The surrounding bushes are overgrown, and the snarling weeds are silhouetted by the residual light from the window. From a distance, they look like a medieval oil painting.
The open window destroys the silhouette, and the cold winter wind changes the shape of the painting.
"Is this better?"
Inside the house, someone asked questions.
In front of a lamp, the man's delicate face was clearly illuminated, and even the thin powder on it was visible.
"Very well, thank you." he said.
The man sitting opposite smiled, picked up the notebook in his hand, and lightly drew the cufflinks that had just been rolled up with the pen on his fingertips, making a very soft sound.
"Excuse me, who is the protagonist of the story you want to say today?" he asked.
"Me and my brother." He replied.
"How is your relationship with your brother?" he asked.
"Not good." He replied.
"You hate him?" he asked.
"Yes." he replied.
"Did your parents prefer him when you were young?" he asked.
"Yes." He replied.
"But he's nice to you, isn't he?" he asked.
"He is good to me because..."
"No, you answer whatever I ask," he said. "He is very good to you, isn't he?"
"Yes." He replied.
"He is good to you because of his parents, right?" he asked.
"Yes." He replied.
"What did your brother do to you after your parents died?" he asked.
"He forced me to choose a major in college that I didn't like, and blackmailed me into giving him money," he replied.
"Why is he blackmailing you?" he asked.
"I said I wanted the media to expose my plastic surgery and ruin my career," he replied.
"If you were asked to go back to the beginning, what would you do?" he asked.
"I want to choose a major that I like and do something that I like." He answered.
"What do you want to do about your brother?" he asked.
"Kill him." he replied.
"okay, thank you."
The man smiled and put the pen and notebook on the table, ending the conversation.
When Chu Wuzheng rushed to the police station, Da Lian and Xiang Hang were having supper in the office, and Sang Jie was with them.
"Why are you here again?" Chu Wudeng asked.
Sang Jie was very dissatisfied with his attitude, pouted and rolled her eyes.
Chu Wuzheng took out instant noodles from the box and made himself a bowl. While pouring hot water, he said to Da Lian and Xiang Hang, "Don't you think it's chaotic enough? Why did you bring her in?"
"Captain Chu, it was Miss Sang who said she had clues that she wanted to report to you. If we don't let her come and delay the case, wouldn't it be causing trouble for you?" Big Face said with a smile.
Chu Wuzheng gritted his teeth and gave Big Face a slap in the face.
"What clues do you have?" Chu Wudeng asked.
Sang Jie was still angry because of what he just said, and ignored him with an arrogant look on her face.
"If you have nothing to say, go out now. I'm busy and don't have time to tease you!"
Chu Wuzheng put the noodle bucket in his hand on the table, stood up and wanted to ask her out.
"Don't drive me away. Don't drive me away."
Sang Jie noticed that he seemed to be in a bad mood, so she didn't dare to continue the fight, raised her hands in surrender with a smile, and then spoke.
"Tan Tao has been acting strange recently."
"Tell me more specifically." Chu Wuzheng sat opposite her.
"He used to be very concerned about money, because every time he earned money, he had to send it back to his parents in his hometown. But he seems to have changed his gender during this period. Not only does he not want to work overtime anymore, but his brother has an accident and he doesn't want to work overtime anymore."
When a person makes money, he doesn't care."
This is not surprising to Chu Wuzheng. After all, Sang Shengli's millions have been swallowed up by him, so why is there any need to work from dawn to dusk?
"What else?" Chu Wudeng asked.
"Also, he's been talking a lot lately." Sang Jie replied. "He said that this time in life, you should live for yourself and not be tied down by others... Although I think what he said is quite reasonable.
, but he keeps saying this sentence every day, it’s like brainwashing.”
Hearing this, the three people in the room looked at each other - this was something they had never thought of before.
Thinking of the strong sense of ritual at the crime scene and what Shen Shiyu said about the possibility of a second person at the scene, they should really consider focusing their case investigation on religion or personal beliefs.
After Sang Jie said there was no reason to keep the clues, Chu Wuzheng sent her to the door of the police station and helped her take a taxi. While waiting for the taxi, the two of them stood by the curb and chatted.
"You have a girlfriend?"
Chu Wuzheng frowned. "Who said that?"
"My guess."
In fact, when we were in the car, Da Lian was chatting with Xiang Hang, and she listened to her.
Chu Wuzheng didn't answer. He was still thinking about the bowl of instant noodles in the room and wanted to go back and eat it quickly before it got cold.
"It seems that I guessed wrong." Sang Jie looked at him and said.
"Why?" Chu Wudeng asked.
"Look at how sloppy you are, you haven't shaved your beard in a few days? How do you look like you have a girlfriend?"
Chu Wuzheng raised his hand and touched his stubble, remembering that he hadn't cleaned it properly for several days, and he didn't know if it hurt her today.
Just as he was thinking about it, Chu Wuzheng suddenly felt a pair of cold hands sneaking into his pockets on both sides. He looked down and saw Sang Jie smiling.
"What are you doing?"
"chilly."
"...If you're cold, put it in your pocket."
Chu Wuzheng took her wrist and tried to pull it away, but she reluctantly let it go.
"It's not as warm as yours here, so don't be so stingy..."
The two of them were doing Tai Chi when the taxi they took stopped on the side of the road. Chu Wuzheng put her into the car with just a few seconds, but soon the window opened.
"Don't you thank me? I came here specifically to provide you with clues today." Sang Jie stretched her head and said.
"Thank you." Chu Wuzheng said.
Sang Jie waved to him. For some reason, Chu Wuzheng looked at the malicious smile on her face, and inexplicably felt that this meant that the two would meet again soon...
The arrest of Tan Tao continued, and Chu Wuzheng led people to Tan Tao's hometown the next day.
Jinnan Province is neither far nor close to Bei City. It takes a day to drive back and forth. Chu Wuzheng didn't have a good rest in the past two days, so he only managed to feel refreshed after catching up on sleep on the road.
Tan Tao's parents said that he had never returned. The police conducted a detailed search at his home and found no whereabouts of the millions in cash.
Just as they were about to leave, the police discovered that Tan Tao's home had received a letter in the mail, which was sent by Tan Tao.
The text inside is somewhat similar to a suicide note, but it does not clearly state that he will give up his life. The most mentioned words in it are "I want to live for myself." After identification by Tan Tao's parents, this is indeed Tan Tao's handwriting.