Chapter 104
Which dress do you think she’ll like more?
She’ll like the one I’m wearing more, Li Chu thought with a smirk. Mu Qinxi’s probing was really quite amusing. Was she getting anxious already?
Though the provocation did annoy Li Chu somewhat. She initially wanted to retort, but stopped as she was typing.
Forget it. With someone like her, not responding is the best way to annoy them. Let her perform her tea ceremony to thin air.
Li Chu tossed her phone to Yuanzi and returned to filming.
The love letter suicide case seemed harder to crack than the Anhe Building serial dismemberment case, but in the story, it progressed faster.
The reason the police hadn’t made progress in the Anhe Building case for months boiled down to their unfamiliarity with the building and the lack of crucial clues. Anyone in Anhe Building who knew the inside story, or even heard a whisper, was unwilling to tell the police the truth. They shared a common indifference to others' misfortunes and a fear of jeopardizing their own interests. However, this case was different. The victims were independent, with no overlapping social circles. Their friends genuinely mourned them and were willing to provide any clues.
Everything that exists in this world leaves traces. Even if the suicide victim hid all connections with her lover, would someone deeply in love truly leave no trace? Of course not.
Investigating the victim Zhang Qiulan’s contact information, call records, spending records, recovering data from her computer, checking social media accounts, and questioning online friends would surely uncover some clues. Following these leads, they deduced that the person Zhang Qiulan was involved with was likely a mature man over thirty.
Zhang Qiulan had described him in her private social media account as: mature, handsome, witty, exuding an irresistible charm.
The police also found two pictures she sent to online friends: one of clasped hands, and another of the lower half of someone in a suit. Both seemed to be taken secretly.
Rong Yun found the owner of the phone number Zhang Qiulan frequently contacted, but it was a dead end. The ID registered to the SIM card was just someone paid to open the account. Mobile data showed the perpetrator was active in Haijia City.
Combining this information, they had a basic profile of the perpetrator, but finding him remained difficult.
But stories are always full of coincidences, or rather, deliberate coincidences. Since this case landed in Rong Yun’s lap, there would definitely be clues leading to the perpetrator.
In this chapter, a supporting character with significant screen time appeared: Xiao Lu’s stepsister.
Undoubtedly, she was the perpetrator’s latest target. Xiao Lu’s stepsister was underage, still in high school, and constantly seemed gloomy, occasionally bursting out with melodramatic pronouncements about longing for love. Xiao Lu summarized it as “not enough homework.”
Xiao Lu’s family was blended. Both her father and stepfather were busy, so she was responsible for picking up her stepsister on holidays. But after Xiao Lu’s promotion, she was busy with cases and often unavailable, so the teenager would often come to the police station to do homework, overhearing snippets of the officers’ discussions.
Rong Yun noticed her curiosity and pensiveness upon hearing these snippets, and started paying attention to her.
Rong Yun didn’t believe in coincidences. She believed the mastermind behind this case brought it to her attention not just to make her visit Cen Lan’s hometown, but to convey something. But how would he express it?
Judging by the previous case, the person behind the scenes used the perpetrator, Yu Jia, to speak his cryptic messages.
Was it the same this time? Rong Yun wasn’t sure, but she felt it was.
This chapter didn’t involve any thrilling, difficult action scenes, so filming went smoothly for Li Chu.
However, after wrapping up for the day, Li Chu was still curious which dress Mu Qinxi had chosen. The first was a deep V-neck, the second was backless, and the third was a fairy-like style. Li Chu thought she might choose the third, but it wasn’t certain.
So, lying in bed with a face mask on, she messaged Ning Manqing to ask if she had gotten home, while slowly typing a reply to Mu Qinxi.
【Xiao Chu】: Sorry, I was busy filming all day and didn’t check my phone.
【Xiao Chu】: I think Miss Mu looks good in any dress. Sorry I couldn’t help you.
As for which one Teacher Ning likes, sorry, she likes whatever I wear.
Li Chu typed this sentence, then shook her head and deleted it.
They couldn’t go public yet. Mu Qinxi must understand this and suspect something, which was why she was pulling these stunts.
Her phone vibrated, but it wasn’t Mu Qinxi replying. It was Ning Manqing.
Ning Manqing initiated a video call. Li Chu immediately answered.
Ning Manqing’s phone was on the table. She was standing by the bed, undoing her tie.
Black hair, a pale neck, the white collar of her shirt, the black tie, and the hand pulling it loose.
The stark contrast of colors was striking. Li Chu, intending to adjust her face mask, absentmindedly peeled it off.
She stared at the wet mask in her hand, lost in thought.
“Just got back. Was filming tiring today? Did you eat well?”
Ning Manqing tossed the tie aside, sat down, picked up her phone, and looked at Li Chu’s face through the screen.
Li Chu had lost weight since returning from the mountains. Her face looked thinner, making Ning Manqing want to immediately fatten her back up.
“Not too tiring. I ate a little.”
Although the resting room had air conditioning, Li Chu suffered in the summer heat and had little appetite.
“Then have Yuanzi order from somewhere else tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
They chatted about everyday things. Li Chu wanted to ask Ning Manqing about Mu Qinxi, but since Ning Manqing didn’t mention it, perhaps she hadn’t noticed, so Li Chu dismissed the thought.
“I’m going to shower,” Ning Manqing tilted her head. “Together?”
Li Chu was tempted, but through the screen, she could only watch. A strange sense of propriety in front of Ning Manqing stopped her.
“Teacher Ning, you go ahead! Call me back after you’re done!”
Li Chu blurted out, then hung up the video call with practiced ease.
Honestly, who isn’t a decent person? I don’t have that kind of hobby.
Just then, Li Chu suddenly remembered a certain prop she had brought along, buried deep in her luggage and almost forgotten.
The decent Li Chu jumped out of bed and rushed to the suitcase in the corner.
After confirming the item was there, Li Chu immediately grabbed her phone, logged into her alternate account, and rushed to the super topic forum. She quickly posted in the Qing Li super topic, seeking help.
@MindYourOwnBusinessBeauty: My friend wants to see some Qing Li phone play. Please DM me if you have any! Urgent!
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