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

Chapter 90 Something Strange Happened, She Fainted

"I went to Jinghai."

Cao Hongdao.

"When?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

Cao Hong thought for a moment and said, "The day Su Miaoyi left Jinghai."

"The specific time?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

"June 29th, I think. My birthday is on the 30th, so I remember it very clearly," Cao Hong said.

"What did you do in Jinghai?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

"We searched Su Miaoyi's residence," Cao Hong said. "We searched it and then put it back together, but we didn't find anything."

"At that time, she was still living in that place called Jinrong Community."

“I’ve searched the place more than once, but I haven’t found anything,” Cao Hong said. “This time I found out she had moved, so I thought I’d search it again. If I find something, it would be like getting rid of a danger.”

"How did you know she moved?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked. "Did Jiang Junrui tell you?"

"How did you know?" Cao Hong asked.

When Kang Ting, who was outside the interrogation room, heard Jiang Junrui mentioned, his expression tightened and he took a step forward.

Cao Hong said, "When President Jiang was in Jiangcheng, he asked me to send something to Su Miaoyi. It was sent to Wangshu Xinyuan, under the name Su Miaoyi. Now that we know the neighborhood, it's not easy to find out where she lives."

Kang Ting looked at Su Miaoyi.

Su Miaoyi's expression wasn't good. After pausing for a few seconds, she looked at him and said, "They did send me something, but I didn't sign for it and returned it."

Kang Ting didn't say anything.

Su Miaoyi then looked towards the interrogation room.

"Anyway, we haven't found it, so let's just leave it at that," Cao Hong said.

Zhuang Yanzheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "So what if she didn't find it? Aren't you afraid she'll call the police with the video?"

“But she didn’t call the police, did she?” Cao Hong said.

"You killed Mo Xiaoxiao because you were worried she would call the police, right?" Zhuang Yanzheng's eyes turned bloodshot.

“Yes,” Cao Hong said, “but we don’t kill people indiscriminately unless absolutely necessary. The more blood on our hands, the greater the chance of being discovered. Besides, we’ve found Su Miaoyi, but we’re not sure if it’s really Su Miaoyi, nor can we be sure if Mo Xiaoxiao’s words are true or false. We might not have had any backups. And we haven’t found anything from her. If we kill her under these circumstances, what if the police are watching us? Wouldn’t that be a losing proposition?”

Zhuang Yanzheng was about to say something.

Cao Hong suddenly added, "Isn't Su Miaoyi perfectly fine? She's the one who got me sitting here. If you don't believe me, just go ask her. What? Don't you trust your own people?"

Zhuang Yanzheng remained silent.

Outside the interrogation room, Su Miaoyi's hands were clenched tightly.

wrong.

As Cao Hong said.

She returned to Jinghai on June 29th.

They arrived that very day.

It will definitely take time to search her place thoroughly, inside and out.

She had just returned from Jiangcheng and was frightened again.

I'm back in Jinghai, back in Jinrong Community, back in a place I'm familiar with. I probably won't be gone for too long.

They probably won't go out to eat; they'll order takeout instead.

So where did they get so much time to rummage through things?

She rummaged through it a few more times afterward, but even then, before she had those extra thoughts in her head, there was no sign that it had been rummaged through.

But how could they have searched so many times, and with so much time?

There is.

After killing Mo Xiaoxiao, they rushed to Jinghai.

In that case.

Before she knew that Mo Xiaoxiao had been murdered, and before she had reported it to the police.

Killing her is the safest way.

How could we possibly let her go?

This is practically leaving a time bomb.

But she is indeed still alive.

She has memories of July.

She had no injuries.

Su Miaoyi suddenly covered her head.

It hurt like it was about to explode.

"What's wrong?" Kang Ting walked to her side.

Su Miaoyi wanted to answer him, but she was in too much pain to speak. She bent over little by little.

Kang Ting supported her arm: "W-what's wrong?"

As soon as he finished asking the question, Su Miaoyi suddenly fell backward.

Kang Ting was startled and quickly caught her, preventing her from falling directly to the ground.

"Su Miaoyi, Su Miaoyi?" Kang Ting called out to her.

But Su Miaoyi did not react at all.

Kang Ting quickly took out his phone and called 120.

After Su Miaoyi fainted, she seemed to have another dream, but it didn't seem like a dream.

She was in a pitch-black room, without a single ray of light.

In a space of just over ten square meters, there was only a bottle of water at hand.

For the past three days, she has been locked in this room, without seeing anyone or hearing a single sound.

For three days, she hadn't eaten anything, only had water at hand.

She called out to the outside, but no one responded.

Spending too much time in the dimly lit environment, her anxiety exploded, and she smashed everything in the room.

Since she had nothing to smash, she used her hands to keep hitting the wall.

Until it was a bloody mess.

The pain brought her back to some of her senses.

She sat back down in the corner, staring into the darkness before her.

She could feel the blood dripping from her hands.

She kept reminding herself, brainwashing herself.

Her name is Su Miaoyi, she is 26 years old, a junior high school graduate, and works in various places.

Then, through an introduction, I got a job at the casino.

She kept repeating it to herself.

Tell yourself, you can't forget, you can't forget.

You must stay rational, stay rational, don't die, don't commit suicide.

You can't run, you can't run.

It was a long and difficult journey to get here.

Almost another day has passed.

The water in front of me has run out.

Finally, some noise came from outside.

The door was opened, letting in some light.

She strained to look up at the man who walked in.

But whether she was too weak or something else, she couldn't see his face clearly.

The more you try to see clearly, the less you see clearly.

The man walked up to her and squatted down.

He first held her hand and looked at it, then pinched her chin and looked at her again.

"It's heartbreaking to see it like this."

She looked at him.

I still can't see his face clearly.

"Why are you locking me up?" she asked.

"What do you think?" the man said. "If you're dishonest, of course you'll be locked up."

"Where did I not act honestly?" she asked again.

“Falsifying one’s identity is dishonesty.” The man tapped her face with his index finger.

She looked at him.

The man continued, "Young lady, do you think I brought you back just because you're pretty? Do you think I'm that shallow and boring?"

She did not speak.

The man added, "I'm the kind of person who doesn't keep just anyone around. What if they're here as an undercover agent like you?"

"I'm not," she said weakly and pitifully.

The man chuckled: "Did you think this wasn't China? I haven't been around China for a long time, so you haven't seen me since?"

The man pinched her chin and shook it: "So there really are people who can be enlarged to the same size as when they were little. How interesting. If you had sent someone else, I would have killed him the moment he got close to me, and he wouldn't have come back with me at all. I didn't expect it to be you."

"You don't remember me, do you? Well, you were so young back then, you probably don't have any memories of me."