Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 8

When Zhuang Xun came out of the interrogation room, it was already dark.

He can't even remember how many hours he's been in the interrogation room.

The other party was very cunning, and they had exhausted their minds and tug-of-war for a long time, before they managed to figure out where he hid the murder weapon from the other party's mouth.

Right now, Guan Xisheng has already led people to find the murder weapon.

Zhuang Xun stood a little tired in the corridor, looked at the night, and took a breath to rest.

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't replied to the woman's text message.

I couldn't send text messages before, I don't know if I can send them now.

Zhuang Xun took out his phone and found that there was another unread text message.

It was from a woman about 10 minutes ago.

She added his WeChat?
Zhuang Xun suddenly remembered that he seemed to have an unprocessed WeChat message.

Zhuang Xun: [OK]

This time, the text message was sent successfully.

Zhuang Xun glanced at the few text messages that he had failed to send before.

It seems that the network was not good before?
Wen Mi: [Your WeChat nickname is XUN, right? 】

The woman's text message came soon after he replied "OK".

Wen Mi: [The WeChat account called "Sun Dreamer" is me]

Wen Mi: [Adding you on WeChat is mainly for business, it is inconvenient to use text messages]

Fearing that the man might misunderstand, Wen Mi specially sent another text message to explain.

Zhuang Xun didn't think much about it: [OK]

After replying, he cut off WeChat.

He quickly accepted Sun Dreamer's friend request.

He stared at the woman's wechat profile picture for a while, and finally clicked on the woman's profile picture.

In the headshot, there is a woman wearing cat ears with her back to the camera, Biye's back.Looking at the background, it seems to be in an amusement park.

The woman was wearing a loose hoodie and tight bootcut jeans. Her curly long chestnut hair almost reached her waist, and one leg was raised up happily. It seemed that she could feel her happiness when taking pictures through the screen.

The vibration of the phone interrupted Zhuang Xun's slight absence.

Sun Dreamer: [I added you on WeChat, in fact, I want to thank you very much.You saved my life last time, and this time you helped me a lot at work]

Zhuang Xun was about to reply "You're welcome", when a transfer of 1000 yuan came over.

Sun Dreamer: [You have accepted this money, it is my thank you gift.Although human life is definitely worth more than a thousand, but I don't know how much money is appropriate to transfer, so I will transfer half of my bonus to you]

Zhuang Xun really didn't expect that she added him on WeChat to transfer money to him.

The line of his lips sank.

XUN: [I won't accept the money, and you don't have to thank me very much, I just did what I think I should do]

XUN: [If anyone encounters such a thing, I will do it]

Looking at the message sent by the man, Wen Mi felt a few inexplicable and unexplainable complex emotions welling up in her heart.

She also knew that if someone else encountered those things, men would definitely do the same.

From these few simple conversations, she could tell that the man should be a person of good character.

But being said so bluntly by the man, she felt a little lost for no reason.

She also couldn't figure out what she was missing.

Sun Dreamer: [Yeah, I know.It’s up to you whether to accept the money or not]

XUN: [Well, no charge, don’t transfer money to me in the future, and don’t have to keep thanking me]

Sun Dreamer: [OK]

Wen Mi could feel that the man seemed a little angry.

Her behavior of transferring money seemed to have annoyed him a little.

Maybe she really didn't think carefully.

Wen Mi wanted to say something, but didn't know what else to say.She simply put the phone aside and continued with her skin care.

The straight steel man Zhuang Xun didn't realize how direct and blunt his words were.

He just didn't want women to be so attached to him, and tried every means to thank him for everything.

His eyes fell on the woman's wechat profile picture again.

After staring for a while, he clicked into the woman's circle of friends.

The woman's circle of friends is set to only display the circle of friends of the last three days, without any latest developments.

Zhuang Xun: "..."

……

The determination of the identity of the deceased in the Reedfield murder case did not make any progress in the case.

Like the previous two serial homicides, the police did not find any further information about the murderer except that they might have been committed by the same murderer from the same modus operandi.

The case gradually fell into a stalemate.

Everyone's attention to this case and the serial murders has slowly diminished as time went by.Only the family members of the deceased are still living in pain, waiting for the police to solve the case as soon as possible and bring the murderer to justice.

As the days passed, everyone's attention to the serial murder case was completely shifted by a piece of breaking news.

The news of the popular star Liu Mingyin's suicide swept the headlines of all major websites.

Wen Mi found out about this news during the topic selection meeting.

Everyone was having a meeting when Ye Hui suddenly stood up and made a loud noise from the chair.

He shouted in shock, "Liu Mingyin committed suicide!"

"What are you talking about?" Hao Caile hadn't realized what Ye Hui said, he was very dissatisfied with his behavior of yelling and interrupting the meeting.

Wen Mi has already reacted and looked at her mobile phone. Indeed, several news media have already pushed this explosive news first.

"Liu Mingyin committed suicide, and the news media has already pushed the news." Wen Mi said happily to Hao Cai.

Hao Caile's eyes widened in shock: "That celebrity Liu Mingyin?"

Ye Hui: "Yes!"

Hao Caile stood up from his chair so much that he didn't start the meeting, and hurried out of the conference room to supervise and follow up on this big news in person.

Celebrity suicide is not a criminal investigation case, so Wen Mi is not responsible for this news.

But everyone's hearts were in turmoil.

"It's unbelievable that Liu Mingyin committed suicide." Ye Hui was still in shock and murmured to himself.

Wen Mi was as shocked and dazed as he was.

"Do you like Liu Mingyin very much?" Wen Mi asked Ye Hui suddenly.

"Of course I like it! When I was a child, watching her play "Legend of Jianghu" was my favorite! My favorite thing to do every day is to move the bench and sit in front of the TV, waiting for the TV series to start." Ye Hui said: "I am I grew up watching her act in TV dramas."

Wen Mi was taken aback: "You also grew up watching her act in TV dramas?"

Ye Hui was also taken aback, realizing what Wen Mi was thinking.

"Sister Wen Mi, I'm only three years younger than you, and I must have watched the same TV series when I was young." Ye Hui muttered.

Wen Mi: "..."

Ye Hui always called her Sister Wen Mi, Sister Wen Mi, and he was small in appearance, he looked like a teenager, so she always had the illusion that she seemed much older than him.

No wonder he was as shocked as she was by Liu Mingyin's suicide.

(End of this chapter)