Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 5
Without giving Wen Mi a chance to speak, Hao Caile hung up the phone.

Holding the phone, Wen Mi sighed helplessly.

She hasn't gotten a bonus for a long time.

The reports she wrote have always been rated by Hao Caile as "too well-behaved, without hot spots or bright spots".

In this era of information explosion and traffic is king, her reports are like pebbles thrown into the sea, no one pays attention or cares.

This month's bonus is probably going to be wasted.

If Yuan Yibei did not accept her interview, would she be asked to compile a report about the deceased mother-in-law's quarrel and mother's dereliction of duty like other news media?
She can't do it.

She would rather not have this month's bonus.

Wen Mi was in a melancholy mood, and she flicked the phone screen with her fingers.

She accidentally clicked on "Message", and saw her text message chat with that strange man at a glance.

Their chat was still stuck on the "hmmm" that she hadn't sent out a few days ago.

Wen Mi stared at the string of unfamiliar numbers, and really couldn't figure out how she dialed this number.

Recalling the thrilling experience that night, the man's calm and powerful voice echoed in Wen Mi's mind, which made her depressed and melancholy feel a little relieved for no reason.

He always seemed so composed.

His composure always seemed to catch her.

I don't know what he is doing now?

Thinking of this, Wen Mi subconsciously made a "1" with her fingers.

As she expected, the message was still not sent successfully.

Wen Mi sighed and scratched her hair.

Nothing seems to be going well today.

She supported her head with one hand, typing casually like a walking dead.

【bother】

【Too annoying】

【very very annoying】

She was so annoyed that she didn't even notice that her first two messages were sent successfully.It wasn't until she noticed that the third message was sent that she realized that the first two messages had also been sent.

Wen Mi: "..."

What the hell is going on with this broken phone!

……

When Zhuang Xun received Wen Mi's text message, he was sitting in the bureau thinking about the clues to solve the case of the dead man in the alley.

Hearing the phone vibrate several times in a row, Zhuang Xun took a closer look at the photos of the scene in one hand, groped for the phone with the other, pressed the screen on and glanced at it.

His pale brown eyes moved slightly.

It's that woman.

Although he didn't save her mobile phone number, he already knew her number by heart.

Zhuang Xun read the three messages carefully, and there was no trace of emotion on his handsome face.

Zhuang Xun: [ sent the wrong message again? 】

Wen Mi: "..."

Wen Mi bit her lip and looked at Zhuang Xun's message, and wanted to find a hole in the ground again.

Is this phone difficult for her?
Why do you always successfully send embarrassing messages to the other party?

Wen Mi weakly typed and clicked to send: [If I say yes, do you believe it]

Zhuang Xun: [believe]

Wen Mi: "..."

I always felt like he was coaxing a child in reply.

Wen Mi self-hypnotized: [Well, I just sent the wrong message]

Zhuang Xun: [hmm]

Wen Mi: "..."

It's embarrassing.

Too embarrassed to talk.

Just as Wen Mi was about to put away her phone with shame, the man's text message came again.

Zhuang Xun: [What are you bothering about? 】

Judging from the only two encounters, the man's character should be quite calm and cold.So she really didn't expect a man to ask her this question, which surprised her a bit.

Wen Mi: [Nothing bothering you]

Zhuang Xun: [hmm]

As soon as Wen Mi sent that message, she regretted it a little.

When she saw the man responding so simply and indifferently, she regretted it even more.

Anyway, she is idle now, and she and the other party have never met or known each other, so she just treats him as a tree hole and complains.

Wen Mi: [Actually, I'm quite annoyed now]

Zhuang Xun: [hmm]

After Zhuang Xun finished replying dully, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

He typed a lot faster: [The murderer came to you? 】

Wen Mi stared at the word "murderer" and thought for a few seconds, only to realize that the murderer the man was referring to was the murderer of the Luweidi murder case, that is, the serial murder case.

She had never thought of this possibility before.Now reminded by Zhuang Xun, she felt inexplicable fear in her heart.

Wen Mi: [Not really]

Wen Mi: [Do you think it is possible for the murderer to come back to find me?The last time he saw what I looked like most likely]

Wen Mi: [However, I have been following up and reporting on his case. If something really happens to me, and I have been to the scene of the murder, he must be the first object of suspicion. He should not be so daring]

Wen Mi's last text message seemed to be comforting herself.

Zhuang Xun also saw it.

They both know very well that some murderers cannot be viewed and analyzed with ordinary people's thinking.

Zhuang Xun comforted her: [Well, I shouldn't be so bold]

Zhuang Xun: [But you have to be more careful yourself, don't go to the murder scene alone again]

Zhuang Xun: [ are you a reporter? 】

Wen Mi: [Yes, criminal investigation reporter]

Wen Mi: [What about you?what do you do? 】

Zhuang Xun: [Police]

Wen Mi: [哗]

Zhuang Xun: [? 】

Wen Mi: 【I don't mean anything else. One of the people I deal with the most is the police. I just feel that we are destined to some extent.No wonder you guessed the murderer back to the crime scene so easily last time, and you can still guide me so calmly]

Looking at the text messages she sent, Wen Mi always felt that what she said, "it's a predestined relationship", seemed a bit frivolous.

In order to turn this matter over quickly and not let the man think too much, Wen Mi returned to the original topic.

Wen Mi: [The thing I'm worrying about now is actually related to this case]

Zhuang Xun: [hmm]

Seeing that the man seemed to be really distracted by her, and didn't pay too much attention to her frivolous text message, Wen Mi chuckled and continued typing.

Wen Mi: [The identity of the deceased has been confirmed...]

She told the man in detail about the identification of the deceased, the denunciation by netizens, and the reluctance of the family of the deceased to accept her interview.

Wen Mi: [I want to interview the family members of the deceased, not for the bonus.The reports and remarks on the Internet made me so angry. Isn't this bullying the dead and not being able to defend yourself?I want to interview the family members of the deceased to clarify the situation and rehabilitate the deceased.But the family members of the deceased must have been hurt by online reports, so they are not very willing]

Zhuang Xun: [Then do you still want to vindicate the deceased? 】

Wen Mi: [Of course I want to!The deceased was just having a party with friends, so what was wrong with that.When people want to take a breath when they are alive, is Bao Ma not qualified to take a breath? 】

Zhuang Xun frowned slightly.

The excited look of the woman when typing this sentence naturally appeared in front of his eyes.However, the woman's face is blurred.

(End of this chapter)