The Mystery of the Inner Demon

Chapter 330 Recipient

“Whoever this person is, they must be filled with resentment, otherwise they wouldn’t have given Xi He an opportunity to take advantage of them,” Zhong Xiaoyu said.

Qi Fei sighed, "If you talk like that, anyone in this group could be affected." Under such obsequious management, no one can find happiness.

Wu Shanqiu said to Zhong Xiaoyu, "You said this anonymous letter was sent to Nancheng Investment, so there must be a recipient, otherwise how would they receive it?"

Zhong Xiaoyu said helplessly, "There is indeed a recipient listed, but you all know this person..."

Under the expectant gazes of Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu, she uttered a name that was both expected and unexpected—Dong Ziwu.

"The one who defected to Xihe was Dong Ziwu? There's no way to prove it now that he's dead..." Wu Shanqiu said dejectedly.

However, Qi Fei clearly didn't think so: "Dong Ziwu was promoted and received a raise before he died, and he was about to get married and become a father. He's not the kind of person who would seek revenge on society by looking for Xi He. He's the least suspicious person in the entire Nancheng Group. I guess this name is fake."

Zhong Xiaoyu smiled calmly: "That's right, the name is Dong Ziwu, and the phone number provided is not in service. Actually, I've been to Nancheng to invest many times before this, trying to investigate the whereabouts of the letters. All the mail here is gathered in the northeast corner of the lobby on the first floor, and you can pick it up yourself. I can confirm that the anonymous letter is in that place."

“Huh? If he takes it himself, wouldn’t Dong Ziwu himself also be able to take it? Isn’t the imposter afraid of being exposed?” Wu Shanqiu said.

“That’s the interesting part.” Zhong Xiaoyu’s tone was completely different from Zhong Kui’s, calm and down-to-earth. “From what I understand, Dong Ziwu is young but very arrogant. After he joined Nancheng Investment, he always had people from the errand department fetch the mail. There’s no way he would take the mail himself.”

Zhong Xiaoyu's description instantly reminded Qi Fei of Niu Yinzhu from before. It seemed that this was yet another young person eager to become a leader.

“However… if that’s the case…” Qi Fei pondered, “the person who helped Dong Ziwu retrieve the letter would be highly suspicious.”

Zhong Xiaoyu shook her head again: "I had the same suspicion, but I discovered something very subtle. When I came to Nancheng to invest, Dong Ziwu had already disappeared, but the mail rack was full of unread letters, except for the anonymous letters sent from Nanling. I found the girl he used, and sure enough, she hadn't picked up any letters since Dong Ziwu disappeared. I asked her if she had seen any anonymous letters from Nanling before. She had no recollection of them at all, saying she had never seen them."

“If it were this errand runner, she wouldn’t need to take the anonymous letter separately and arouse suspicion. So the recipient must be someone else. Even if Dong Ziwu wasn’t there, he would still have taken the letter from Xi He.” Qi Fei immediately understood.

"Unfortunately, my investment in Nancheng may have alerted the enemy. I've been staking out the mail rack for many days, but I still haven't seen the actual recipient appear," Zhong Xiaoyu said disappointedly.

"Has Xihe not sent any more letters?" Wu Shanqiu asked, blinking her eyes.

“The killing mission is complete, there’s no need for them to contact each other anymore,” Qi Fei said in a deep voice. “This person is hiding among thousands of employees, so finding him won’t be easy.”

“How about we check the surveillance footage of the rack being opened?” Wu Shanqiu suggested.
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Surveillance cameras were indeed installed at the mailroom, but after watching the footage from the past week for a long time, several people discovered a serious problem: the image quality was insufficient to make out the writing on the envelopes. In other words, anyone who came to collect the mail could be Xi He's contact. "This is basically useless..." Qi Fei said, rubbing his sore eyes after watching for a while.

“Okay, I admit it’s not a good idea,” Wu Shanqiu muttered. “This Xi He is really annoying. He always manages to irritate people. It feels like I can’t out-calculate anything with him.”

"Don't think like that, or he'll get his way. He just loves seeing his opponents defeated," Zhong Xiaoyu said calmly from the side. "These surveillance videos can't be lost; they might contain clues we're unaware of right now. This is also my fault. I was so eager to find out the recipient's identity that I rashly asked around in Nancheng Investment, which seems like I alerted him."

“It’s not your fault. I’m more worried about that contact. He doesn’t realize what price he’s about to pay. None of the Xihe followers had a good ending,” Qi Fei said worriedly. “If we don’t find this person quickly, I’m afraid another person will die in Nancheng Investment.”

“Tian Mi.” Wu Shanqiu suddenly said the name. “Brother Fei, do you think the recipient might be Tian Mi? After all, the current clues point to her…”

Just then, Qi Fei's phone rang. He answered the call and listened to the other person's words. He immediately said to Wu Shanqiu, "Your suspicion is reasonable. Tian Mi refused to say where he went on the day Dong Ziwu disappeared. I had the bureau check the surveillance footage near Buerjing that day and found that Tian Mi's car appeared nearby at the same time as Dong Ziwu's disappearance."

"I thought you had already left." Tian Mi sat in her boss's chair, looking at Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu who had returned, unable to hide her annoyance. Then her gaze fell on Zhong Xiaoyu, and she looked her over. "You brought one more person with you."

"You went to Buerjing the day Dong Ziwu disappeared. Why didn't you tell us?" Qi Fei asked bluntly.

"How did you know?" Tian Mi frowned, and the frown lines between his brows reappeared.

“We checked the road surveillance footage and found that your car went towards Buerjing,” Wu Shanqiu said.

Upon hearing this, Tian Mi did not seem flustered. Instead, he sneered and said, "I didn't say it for your own good. I didn't go to Bu Er Jing. This matter has nothing to do with Dong Ziwu's death."

"Really?" Qi Fei said bluntly, "Then you don't need to be so considerate of us. Just tell us what you've done and cooperate with our work. That's what's truly good for us and for your own good."

"You saw my car go into the mountains, right? Besides the No. 2 Path, there are other places there. I don't think you don't know that." Tian Mi looked like he was keeping something to himself.

“You’re very proud of yourself,” Zhong Xiaoyu’s voice suddenly came. “You think you did something remarkable that day, instead of feeling guilty after killing someone.”

Tian Mi, who had previously disregarded Zhong Xiaoyu, now looked at her again and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhong Xiaoyu smiled slightly: "I was right."