Soul Patch

Chapter 112 involves Jia Nan (Please subscribe)

Night had fallen, and the Jinjiang International Community was quiet.

The scattered lights on the windows dotted the dark night, like pairs of eyes opening in the darkness.

Wenjie parked the car downstairs at Huang Weiwei's building, and the three of them walked towards the building across the street.

Supported by Yang Shanshan, Huang Weiwei shivered slightly in the night wind, her back view conveying an indescribable sadness and loneliness.

Once inside the room, Yang Shanshan helped Huang Weiwei sit on the sofa.

Wenjie was left alone at the door.

Wenjie closed the door behind him, looked around, and walked towards the sofa.

It was Wenjie's first time visiting Huang Weiwei's home, and as a guest, it would be impolite for him to wander around.

So he went to the chaise lounge on the sofa and prepared to sit down.

"Wenjie, go get us some water."

Before Wenjie even sat down on the sofa, Yang Shanshan was already giving orders.

He paused slightly, then straightened up and said, "Okay, um... is the kitchen over there?"

Wenjie looked around and pointed in one direction.

The direction he pointed to was a brown door with a hollow glass frame, inside which was a pattern made of colorful glass fragments.

The pattern was a bit abstract, and Wenjie couldn't figure out what it was at first glance.

The door was ajar, and through the crack, one could vaguely see a corner of the refrigerator.

This type of door is commonly used in kitchens and bathrooms; it is waterproof and moisture-proof.

The bedroom door is relatively heavier, made of solid wood with embossed patterns, and the patterns are mainly simple.

Yang Shanshan glanced at Wenjie and saw him raise his hand and point to the west side of the living room.

That was the kitchen, and she nodded instinctively.

I was a little puzzled; Wenjie's guess was quite accurate.

Soon Wenjie filled two glasses with water and gently placed them on the coffee table.

With teary eyes, Huang looked at the coffee table, picked up a glass of water, and gulped it down.

I've been crying for so long, and I haven't even had a sip of water.

The warm water soothed my throat, making my hoarse voice feel better.

"Thank you, Wenjie. What would you like to drink? Just grab it from the fridge, don't be shy."

As Yang Shanshan held up her cup, she looked at Wenjie with a bright smile and said...

Wenjie went back into the kitchen and brought out a glass of warm water.

It's best not to open someone's refrigerator without their permission, so he picked up a glass from the water dispenser and filled his own glass.

The kitchen is filled with modern cooking machines, and there's a robot vacuum cleaner in the corner...

This clearly shows the arrogance and... laziness of the house's owner!

Most of the cooking machines were brand new and seemed to have hardly been used.

Wenjie returned to the sofa and sat down a short distance away from the two women.

Huang Weiwei told Yang Shanshan that Huang Dongheng's death was related to Bai Mengyao's death.

Bai Mengyao?

Wenjie was puzzled; the name was unfamiliar to him.

After he came into contact with the system, he would intentionally or unintentionally browse the police station's website for information and announcements.

In this way, if the task assigned by the system is a case that happened in the past, and he happens to have read information related to it, he will at least not be so flustered.

However, I haven't seen this name recently.

"Bai Mengyao? The lawyer Bai you mentioned last time? She's dead too?"

Yang Shanshan was speechless.

Then he realized he had said something wrong. Why did he use "again"?

Upon hearing this, Huang Weiwei's tears rolled down her cheeks again.

Upon seeing this, Wenjie quickly asked, "Then how did you know?"

He deliberately avoided mentioning the two deaths, afraid of upsetting Huang Weiwei.

Even without being told, Huang Weiwei and Yang Shanshan both understood what he meant.

Huang Weiwei turned sideways from the sofa, picked up her handbag, and pulled out the document folder inside.

"I found this at my brother's house..." Huang Weiwei looked at Yang Shanshan with red and swollen eyes, then at Wenjie.

Both of their eyes were fixed on the document bag.

Various guesses flashed through his mind, but Wenjie was much more rational than the two girls, so he refrained from guessing any further.

Instead, he thought of another question and looked up at Huang Weiwei.

Huang Weiwei's tear stains were still not wiped away.

No, I wiped them away, but the tears still streamed down my cheeks, forming winding streaks.

Wenjie's impression of Huang Weiwei was a bit vague because at a villa barbecue party, she wore heavy makeup and acted arrogantly...

Wenjie didn't get a clear look at her face, nor did he dare to stare at her.

It seems that if you stare at her for a while, she'll haughtily ask you something that will embarrass you:

For example: What are you looking at?

Or: Does it look good?

Wenjie didn't know that her makeup that day was actually quite "fresh," because she was going to Jia Nan's house, and Huang Weiwei wanted to make a good impression on Jia Nan.

So it won't be too exaggerated!

When Huang Weiwei wears smoky eye makeup, she looks like a panda; her eyes, eye bags, eyelashes, and eyebrows all seem to have come together.

Not only can't I see his face clearly, I can't even see where his eyes are!

Only now could I see Huang Weiwei clearly. She had an oval face, thin and small lips, and a straight nose. Because she had been crying for a long time, she kept wiping her nose, and the tip of her nose was red...

Wenjie felt that Huang Weiwei looked more natural and unpretentious at this moment than when she was wearing makeup.

"You found the file folder at the crime scene, and then you didn't hand it over to the police?"

Wenjie spoke in a calm tone, yet it gave off a sense of pressure, especially the latter half of his sentence.

Failure to hand over case-related materials to the police constitutes interference with the investigation.

Wenjie sized up Huang Weiwei. Although she seemed domineering on the surface, she was actually quite sensible and not the type to knowingly break the law.

In Wenjie's opinion, Huang Weiwei would never avenge her brother herself and risk her future.

So why didn't she hand it over to the police?

Yang Shanshan glanced at Wenjie, then turned her gaze to Huang Weiwei.

When she heard about the information, her attention was focused on the information itself, and she didn't think of this aspect.

After listening to Wenjie's words, she realized that there was a problem here.

Huang Weiwei looked at Yang Shanshan, her eyes filled with hesitation, but even more so with struggle.

She was considering whether Wenjie was reliable, but Yang Shanshan was completely reliable. They had been best friends for so many years, and she knew Shanshan's character best.

Their parents weren't in M ​​City, so they naturally felt a sense of mutual dependence. Before, Huang Weiwei also had her older brother Huang Dongheng...

Now, Huang Weiwei feels that Yang Shanshan is the closest person to her besides her parents.

Huang Weiwei glanced at Yang Shanshan for a moment, then looked towards Wenjie.

Yang Shanshan understood.

She nodded solemnly and said, "Wenjie is one of us, so just say what you want to say."

Huang Weiwei sighed, took a tissue from the tissue box, and wiped her tears.

Seemingly having made a great decision, she took out the thick stack of documents from the document bag.

He held it in his hand and stroked it, then said, "Because it involves Jia Nan."

(End of this chapter)