Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 110 Bizarre Events

"How many times have you gone to a hotel with that woman this month? Do you think I don't know?!" The woman was furious, worried her daughter would hear, but she still shouted in a low voice, "What's wrong? You came back today to talk about divorce because that woman agreed to be with you?"

“I feel disgusted and nauseous just looking at you. I can’t wait to get a divorce and get as far away from scum like you as possible! But you have to leave with nothing! Everything, especially the house and the children, must belong to me.”

"Don't even think about it," the man said. "These were all bought by my parents, why should I give them all to you!"

"You, as husband and father, have done this much, and you still dare to talk to me about your rights?" the woman said. "You've wronged me, you've wronged the children. Even if you die, all these things belong to my daughter!"

"That burden, even if I die, I won't give her a single penny," the man suddenly shouted.

The woman stared at him in anger and shock, momentarily forgetting to react.

“How much money has she spent since she was born? Her illness alone has cost the family so much money!” the man shouted. “Even with all that money spent, how long can she live? Can she even live to be eighteen? She’s a debt collector, a short-lived devil.”

"What did you say?! What did you say?!" the woman suddenly shouted.

The man said, "I said she's a debt collector! She's going to die young!"

The woman suddenly rushed forward, first slapping the man, then grabbing his head and scratching him.

The man resisted, grabbed the woman's hair, and slammed her head against the wall.

After slamming her three times, the man let go, and the woman fell to the ground.

She watched everything through the crack in the door, then pushed the door open and hugged the man's waist, pulling him back forcefully: "Daddy, don't hit Mommy, don't hit Mommy."

The man shoved her away.

She fell to the ground and couldn't get up immediately.

The man then picked up a bronze statue from the cabinet and smashed it down on the woman's head.

She got up, grabbed the vase on the table, and smashed it at the man.

The man was stunned for a moment after being hit, then turned to look at her.

Then he suddenly lunged forward and grabbed her neck.

Use force, use force, keep using force.

She kept slapping the man's arm until her strength gave out and her hands fell limp.
Two portraits: one of the murderer and one of the victim.

Su Miaoyi and Lu Zhishen spent some time.

After the portrait was drawn, Lu Zhishen took it to the system for matching.

Su Miaoyi sat in the entryway for a while longer before changing her shoes and entering the living room.

After entering the living room, she placed the water bottle she had been holding on the coffee table and then noticed the bottle of water.

What a unique water bottle.

Is this
She used her phone to scan the bottle of water.

Then I searched for the price.

After reading it, she swallowed.

How much money did she just drink in those few gulps?
capitalist.

Speaking of capitalists, a message came from a capitalist.

Ask her if she's finished with her work.

She replied that she was done with her work.

Soon there was a knock on the door.

Su Miaoyi went to open the door and saw Shen Yanzhou standing outside holding a pair of slippers.

"Is this a popular fashion item in your elite circles?" Su Miaoyi asked.

"Is it convenient for you to visit?" Shen Yanzhou asked.

Su Miaoyi stepped aside to let him in.

Shen Yanzhou entered the room, put down his slippers, and changed his shoes.

"Guests also need to bring their own slippers," Su Miaoyi said.

Shen Yanzhou chuckled, walked into the room, and sat down on the sofa.

Su Miaoyi sat opposite him.

Without any preamble, Shen Yanzhou asked directly, "You can see the murderer in the case, right?"

As he came and went, Su Miaoyi knew he still wanted to know.

Actually, he had already guessed it when he took her to the Municipal Bureau before the Lunar New Year.

Su Miaoyi did not speak.

"What? Has that condition of only being able to speak a fixed amount of words each day started again?" Shen Yanzhou asked.

Su Miaoyi raised her hand and scratched her eyebrow. "Looks like I guessed right," Shen Yanzhou said. "Such bizarre things actually happen in the world."

Su Miaoyi pursed her lips: "If it hadn't happened to me, I wouldn't have believed that such a thing could exist in the world."

Shen Yanzhou looked at her, paused for a moment, and then calmly said, "We find it strange, perhaps because we haven't figured out this world."

Hearing his words, Su Miaoyi was taken aback.

We've gone into more depth.

Shen Yanzhou continued, "If such things can happen, then resurrection is also possible, right?"

Su Miaoyi: "?"

Shen Yanzhou looked at her.

Su Miaoyi frowned.

Her situation is bizarre, but isn't it a bit too bizarre to say she came back from the dead?

Also, the last time she heard the words "resurrection" was from Zhuang Yanzheng.

No one spoke.

The two of them just stared at each other.

Suddenly, the ringing of a bell broke the silence.

Shen Yanzhou's eyes trembled. He let the phone ring for a while before taking it out and answering the call.

He hummed in agreement a few times and then hung up the phone.

After sitting on the sofa in silence for a while, he said, "I have some work to do, so let's end our visit here for now."

Su Miaoyi thought for a moment and said, "Should I be polite and say something like 'Welcome to come again next time'?"

“I will come often,” Shen Yanzhou said.

“I won’t welcome you often,” Su Miaoyi said.

Shen Yanzhou looked at her.

Su Miaoyi laughed: "Just kidding, just kidding, how could I be that kind of person? At most, I'll just shut you out."

Shen Yanzhou raised his hand to hit her head, but Su Miaoyi quickly dodged, her dodging skills quite adept.

Both of them paused for a moment, stunned.

Shen Yanzhou then gave a soft snort.

Su Miaoyi smiled and saw him out.

It definitely feels like I'll be coming here often in the future.

He didn't take the slippers, a fashionable item in their circle.

Su Miaoyi returned to the living room.

She sat on the sofa, looking at the bottle of water, thinking about how something was wrong with her.

She felt a sense of security and even closeness when she was with Shen Yanzhou. Subconsciously, she seemed to be very familiar with Shen Yanzhou as well.

Shen Yanzhou also seemed to treat her differently.

Is it because she looks a lot like Qin Leyan?

Su Miaoyi thought about these things for a while, and then asked, "Are you there?"

After a few seconds of silence, a voice in my head responded, "Mmm."

"Do you know Shen Yanzhou?" Su Miaoyi asked.

After a few seconds of silence, the cold voice seemed somewhat helpless as it said, "I don't remember."

"Don't you remember?" Su Miaoyi frowned.

“I have no memory. I only have the memory from last August when the live streamer was killed upstairs in Jinrong Community until now.”

Su Miaoyi was shocked; she had never asked about this before.

Her memory is surprisingly short.

"Then who are you?" Su Miaoyi asked.

There was no audio response.