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

Chapter 78 The phone had been tampered with.

Zhuang Yanzheng said he was going to eat.

But as Su Miaoyi looked outside, it became more and more remote, more and more remote.

She couldn't help but ask, "You're a police officer, not a human trafficker, right?"

Zhuang Yanzheng glanced at her and pulled the car over to the side of the road: "Get out of the car."

After getting off the bus, Su Miaoyi followed him into the alley. After turning two corners, they walked out of the alley and came to a mala tang (spicy hot pot) shop.

The shop's facade looked quite old, but the inside was clean and quiet; at this time of day, there was no one else around except the two of them.

The shop owner came out to greet Zhuang Yanzheng: "Team Leader Zhuang, it's been a long time."

"I've been too busy lately." Zhuang Yanzheng walked inside.

When the boss saw that he had brought people with him, he looked at Su Miaoyi again.

Upon seeing her, the boss paused for a moment, then said, "This young lady hasn't been here for several years. I thought you had been transferred for work reasons."

Su Miaoyi looked at the boss, then at Zhuang Yanzheng.

Zhuang Yanzheng also turned to look at her, but did not say anything.

He didn't speak, and Su Miaoyi didn't say anything either, she just smiled.

"Come in quickly, come in quickly," the boss greeted.

Zhuang Yanzheng handed her a basket for holding vegetables.

Su Miaoyi took it: "I've already eaten."

"Then give it to me," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"Can't I eat some more?" Su Miaoyi looked at him. "It's not like there's only one basket."

Zhuang Yanzheng chuckled and picked up another basket: "This shop was here when I was in school. I used to come here often with Shen Yanzhou."

“I thought that the young master’s meals were planned by a nutritionist every time,” Su Miaoyi said.

Zhuang Yanzheng clicked his tongue: "Prejudice."

Su Miaoyi smiled and asked, "Did you really say that 'seven figures are still money'?"

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her.

Su Miaoyi ignored his stern expression and looked on with curiosity.

Zhuang Yanzheng sighed softly: "Who hasn't been young, impetuous, and reckless at some point?"

Su Miaoyi laughed.

"Keep your voice down." Zhuang Yanzheng frowned.

Su Miaoyi muted her laughter and continued laughing.

“However, seven figures is really not much money,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Su Miaoyi's smile vanished.

It shifted to Zhuang Yanzheng's face.

After a while, Su Miaoyi brought the topic back: "This shop has been around for many years. After all, you're already so old."

Zhuang Yanzheng gritted his teeth.

Su Miaoyi quickly moved half a step to the side: "We can't beat up the crowd."

Zhuang Yanzheng slowly exhaled.

Su Miaoyi then asked, "It wasn't just you and Shen Yanzhou who came, was it? There were others too?"

She did not say the name.

"Did the boss just mistake me for her?" Su Miaoyi asked Zhuang Yanzheng.

Zhuang Yanzheng was also looking at her.

There was not a trace of familiarity with this place in her eyes.

but
"Do I look that much like her?" Su Miaoyi asked.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked away, paused, and said, "The boss hasn't seen her many times either. It's normal for him to mistake her for someone else after all these years."

Su Miaoyi nodded and said nothing more.

After dinner, Zhuang Yanzheng and Su Miaoyi left.

As soon as Su Miaoyi got into the car and fastened her seatbelt, Zhuang Yanzheng made a phone call.

After the other party answered, he immediately asked, "Is the house in Weiyang Palace empty? Is the heating working properly? Has anyone been cleaning it recently?"

Hearing his words, Shen Yanzhou asked, "What? Your house exploded? Your dad finally couldn't stand you anymore and is going to kick you out of the house."

"Who upset you? You're acting like you've been set on firecrackers," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Shen Yanzhou took a deep breath: "Someone has taken a liking to the house in Weiyang Palace, and I was just about to sell it. You can stay somewhere else."

"No, the security elsewhere isn't good, don't sell it."

"Do you still need security? To protect your neighbors from being frightened by you?" Shen Yanzhou said. "We're about to sign the contract, why not sell? In business, integrity is the most important thing."

"Aren't there two houses? Are you selling both?"

"Yes."

"Why are you suddenly selling the house?" "The house has been empty for years, it's practically worn out," Shen Yanzhou said. "No, is your dad really abandoning you?"

Zhuang Yanzheng also took a deep breath: "Give it to Su Miaoyi."

Shen Yanzhou suddenly fell silent for a few seconds.

Su Miaoyi watched him from the side.

Several times I tried to interrupt him, but Zhuang Yanzheng glared at me and shut me up.

"Is your mouth sealed shut? Speak up," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"Are you staying here tonight?" Shen Yanzhou asked.

"Okay. I'll be there in a bit."

"I just had it cleaned a couple of days ago, and the heating is working properly, so you can move in right away," Shen Yanzhou said. "I'll go over and wait for you."

Shen Yanzhou's attitude made Zhuang Yanzheng fall silent once again.

No one can make Shen Yanzhou make concessions without any limits.

unless.
In Shen Yanzhou's eyes, no one is a substitute.

Because in his heart, no one deserves it.

Zhuang Yanzheng felt like he was being bewitched by the title "vice captain." He pressed his temples and said, "We live nearby, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, before Su Miaoyi could speak, he said, "You can't refuse. What could be more important than life, more important than being alive?"

Su Miaoyi was about to say something.

The voice in my head suddenly rang out: "Go back to the past. Living is the most important thing; you can't die. If you die, you can't do anything."

Su Miaoyi's lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything.

We arrived at the entrance of Weiyang Palace.

Zhuang Yanzheng and Su Miaoyi waited for a while, and Shen Yanzhou arrived quickly as well.

The three entered the residential area.

Su Miaoyi said, "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Shen."

"No trouble at all," Shen Yanzhou said. "I should thank you. Finally, someone is living here, and the house won't be empty anymore."

“I’ve delayed your house sale,” Su Miaoyi said.

She was very embarrassed on her way here.

However, upon meeting Shen Yanzhou, this embarrassment dissipated.

“It won’t fetch much money. This location is more likely to appreciate in value if we just keep it,” Shen Yanzhou said. “If it weren’t for the fact that no one else wanted to move in, I wouldn’t be willing to sell it.”

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at his hypocritical face.

"Just consider it helping me make money," Shen Yanzhou said.

Su Miaoyi smiled but didn't say anything, and followed him into the elevator.
Zhuang Yanzheng was very efficient. He told Su Miaoyi to move, and he arranged a place for her to stay that very night.

The next day, Shen Yanzhou and his assistant helped Su Miaoyi move.

When moving, Su Miaoyi paid special attention to every single item.

She could recall the origin of each item, where it was bought, and why it was bought.

There was nothing unfamiliar in the house.

What was the purpose of searching her place?
She began to doubt whether they had contacted the wrong person.

Was she made a scapegoat?

Unfortunately, I've lost my memory and can't remember anything.

After moving, Su Miaoyi went to the Municipal Public Security Bureau and asked the technical department to check her phone.

She waited at the Municipal Bureau.

The blood sample I took from the drawer yesterday came back in the results. They extracted DNA, but it didn't match the information in the database.

Their identities cannot be confirmed.

The technical department has also provided its results.

The data on my phone, especially from June, had been manually deleted.

Moreover, it wasn't a simple deletion; it was a complete technical failure, a thorough destruction.

It cannot be restored.

"Is it operated remotely?" Su Miaoyi asked.

"No."

"How long does this kind of technical damage operation usually take?"

"The opponent's technique is very advanced and impressive. It will take about ten to fifteen minutes."

Su Miaoyi does not have this kind of technical skill.

So during the days she lost her memory, someone tampered with her phone.

Ten to fifteen minutes is not a short time.

Under what circumstances would her phone be in someone else's hands for ten to fifteen minutes?