You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

Officer Xue wanted to rush in to listen to how Officer Zhao was interrogating, but was stopped.

"Xiao Zhao said before that he doesn't want to be disturbed!"

"Oh, then I, I..."

The cold case that had been dormant for 10 or 20 years was about to be solved. Officer Xue could not sit still at all. He simply walked back and forth at the door of the interrogation room with an enamel cup, and put his ear to the door from time to time to eavesdrop.

On the contrary, Chen Xiaoyu, who had just sprinted back, was extremely quiet. She just leaned against the wall with empty eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

In the interrogation room.

Officer Zhao looked indifferent.

"Why didn't you say it then?"

The laughing monkey shrank his neck and tried hard to force out his signature ingratiating smile with his bruised face.

"Officer, I'm not sure they were the ones who killed him. I can't say anything without proof, and..."

He whispered, "The police station isn't an ironclad place. If I tell them, they'll all know. If they really killed someone, won't they seek revenge on me?"

"If they hadn't killed someone, I would definitely have gone to the police station and I would still have been beaten!"

"I have small arms and legs, I can't take a beating, I cherish my life."

Officer Zhao snorted: "Would you go and search that room now, Xi Ming?"

Laughing Monkey sighed, "Isn't there anything I can do? My grandma's been sick for three or four months and hasn't gotten better. The doctor said surgery would cost a lot of money."

"I was raised by my grandmother. I can't just stand by and do nothing, right?"

Officer Zhao tapped the table with a pen.

"Did you find anything at the Chen family? The treasure's burial location should be recorded in the notebook, right?"

Laughing Monkey was depressed: "I thought so too, but I even took off the newspapers on the wall and found nothing."

"I'm starting to suspect that what Brother Long and the others said before was nonsense because they were drunk."

……

The interrogation lasted until after eight o'clock.

The moment the door opened, Officer Xue rushed forward and grabbed Officer Zhao's hand.

"How's Xiao Zhao? Any clues? Was he involved back then? Was he?!"

Officer Zhao broke free from his hand calmly and glanced at Chen Xiaoyu: "Just in time for you to be here, let's go to the other room."

"……what?"

Officer Xue was puzzled: "What does the murder have to do with Xiaoyu?"

"How old was she then?"

Officer Zhao didn't explain and quickly closed the door of the interrogation room with his men.

Huang Nansong and Chen Jun returned from the police station in a car, looking dejected.

"Chen Jun, I'm the one who implicated you."

"If I had known that I would work all night and find nothing, and then be arrested and questioned, I wouldn't have gone."

Chen Jun patted his shoulder.

"It's okay, just treat me to breakfast later."

"Okay, no problem."

The two entered the hall and saw Officer Xue walking back and forth and banging his head.

After exchanging glances, Huang Nansong pulled a police officer over and asked, "Old Feng, what's going on?"

Officer Feng also went to support the search for someone last night and is now exhausted.

Hearing this, he perked up and went over to ask, and immediately felt refreshed and his eyes brightened.

"So fast?!"

"Xiao Zhao, you can do it!"

Huang Nansong and Chen Jun were already curious, and now they were even more confused. They pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.

The door of the interrogation room was opened again. Officer Xue stopped talking with Officer Feng and followed Officer Zhao.

"What's going on, Xiao Zhao? Why are you asking Xiaoyu what she was sitting on? She was so young at that time, it definitely had nothing to do with her..."

Officer Zhao walked to the seat and picked up the car keys: "We are going to Chen Xiaoyu's house, are you coming?"

Officer Xue was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Go, go, go!"

After a few people left, Officer Feng pulled over the young police officer in charge of taking the statement and asked him a few questions.

"We all know who the suspect is. What are we waiting for? Arrest him!"

The young police officer was helpless: "Brother Feng, Brother Zhao asked me to notify the director to take action!"

"I'm mainly worried that everyone didn't get a good night's rest..."

Officer Feng glared at him, "Rest? How can rest be more important than catching the suspect?"

He waved his hand: "If you can still breathe, get ready!"

In just five or six minutes, the hall was empty.

Huang Nansong snorted and looked at Chen Jun.

"Are we still waiting?"

"How about we go have a meal first?"

The previous movements in the station inevitably made people confused. As soon as Huang Nansong came out, he was grabbed and questioned.

Huang Nansong only listened to the general idea and didn't dare to say more.

After breakfast, I went back to the police station and waited for an hour but they still didn't come back, so I took Chen Jun home.

When passing by the teahouse, he greeted Su Chen and said to Chen Jun in a low voice: "That's Taoist Priest Su. He has a white dragon. It's very majestic..."

Chen Jun nodded slowly: "Looks a bit young!"

"What do you know? These capable masters all have immortal auras, white hair and youthful looks, and they have the secret to maintaining their youthful appearance."

"Hey, let's stop talking. We're tired and dirty and smelly after a night of work. Let's go back and wash up. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come this way just now and would have taken you directly over to say hello."

"Then let's wash quickly!"

When Huang Nansong and Chen Jun changed into clean clothes and came to the teahouse with wet hair, there was already someone sitting in front of Su Chen's stall.

Huang Nansong quickly signaled Chen Jun not to speak and to take a look first.

The man was a little fat, and when he sat down, the fat on his belly drooped, and he could hardly see the chair.

Both hands rested on the table, taking up almost half of the space.

Huang Nansong suspected that if it weren't for Master Su supporting the table, it would have fallen over long ago.

The key is that face...

Chen Jun lowered his voice and said, "I can hardly see the eyes!"

"Shh~" Huang Nansong reminded.

Chen Jun nodded slowly.

The arrival of the two obviously caught the man's attention. He only glanced at them and continued to complain to Su Chen: "Master Su, why do they all say that my girlfriend wants to harm me? She buys delicious food and makes delicious food for me every day to support me~Master Su, I really don't believe it, can you help me calculate it..."

Huang Nansong couldn't believe it.

Still have a partner like this?

This must be more delicious than pigs, right?

What kind of woman would be blind to fall for him? She definitely has an agenda.

Su Chen nodded: "She really didn't want to harm you!"

The man was so happy when he heard this that his whole body began to tremble and the chair creaked.

Huang Nansong was worried that the chair would fall apart if he was not careful.

"I knew it, I knew Zhizhi wouldn't hurt me. She's the best to me."

Su Chen nodded: "She didn't want to harm you, she just wanted to make you useless."

“…Ah?” The man was stunned.

Su Chen sighed.

"You used to be very thin, fashionable and good-looking, right?"

The man nodded: "Yes."

"But I started liking desserts, and I kept getting fatter and fatter. Master Su, you don't know how delicious desserts are. I love them so much..."

Su Chen looked at the man steadily.

"So you never suspected she put drugs in the dessert."

Huang Nansong and Chen Jun looked at each other.

Drugged?

What medicine?

The man was dumbfounded.

He was stunned, frowned and shook his head.

"That's impossible. How could Zhizhi drug me?"

"She said she likes me the most."

Su Chen nodded: "That's right, she likes you and is afraid that you will be snatched away by those beauties, so she feeds you fat so that others will dislike you."