The fake daughter was not exposed today

"Or maybe he never realized his mistake, beat you into the hospital, and then he made a fuss online about your misfortune and ran away with the money." Jiang Fu coaxed her bit by bit, "Auntie, are you willing to gamble your life and your daughter's life on this one?"

Li Ningxiu didn't say anything. Judging from her emotions, kindness and hesitation were gradually disappearing, but confusion still existed.

After a long while, she sighed, "But now, this is all I am..."

She is just an ordinary rural woman. Her house in her hometown has been sold long ago. She has no special skills and is in poor health. Even if she is divorced, it is difficult for her to support herself and her daughter.

"When I was very young, someone told me that no matter what kind of predicament you find yourself in, you must actively seek a way out and use your own actions to change the status quo." Jiang Fu fished out a business card from his pocket. "You have the courage to protect your daughter, so it shouldn't be difficult to muster the courage to take the first step."

The business card belongs to a lawyer who has cooperated with the Jiang family. He has good professional skills and can provide free legal aid.

That was all she had to say; the rest was up to the person himself.

Li Ningxiu held the business card and closed her eyes. "Thank you."

She needs to think about it again, she will think it through.

Lu Chuntai stared at the girl's profile, her heart burning with sadness. She sniffed and silently took note of the senior's words.

The group returned to the police station in a police car. Jiang Fu finished recording his statement and handed Lu Chuntai a hotel room card. "Go back and have a good rest."

She asked a female police officer to help her do it. It was nearby, not a high-end place, but clean and tidy.

Lu Chuntai held the card in her hand, feeling an indescribable sense of relief. She pursed her lips, smiled, and put the card in her pocket.

Looking at the backs of the mother and daughter leaving, Jiang Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ma'am, I have said everything I should say according to your plan. Goodbye." Uncle Xu walked out of the police station, humming a song.

The younger brother behind him also nodded politely and said goodbye.

Jiang Fu had planned today's events. She had contacted Lu's father's creditors to force him into a corner. It was also the time for Xiao Xuemei to receive her manuscript fees, so Lu's father would definitely go to Xiao Xuemei to ask for the money. If he didn't get it, he would go crazy.

In order to ensure the safety of her junior schoolmate, she left a drop of her own blood on her body in advance.

Another layer of insurance was Uncle Xu. She asked Uncle Xu to walk around Jingyang Street that night. If there was any movement, he would go directly to the Lu family to ensure that no major accidents would occur before the police took the domestic violence man away.

In the end, Mr. Lu was caught red-handed and imprisoned. As for Xiaoxuemei and Ms. Li, they were certainly not prepared to forgive him.

The lawyer she gave to Ms. Li was eloquent and well-versed in legal theory. She guaranteed that Mr. Lu would be sent to prison for three to five years, giving the mother and daughter some breathing time.

After the rain, the weather was not so cold anymore.

"Sister Pu?"

came a familiar voice.

Jiang Fu was furious. Did she mess with Jiang Yiran's lair? Why was Jiang Yiran everywhere?

You can't look back, you have to maintain a slight sense of pretense, put on sunglasses casually, and then turn around gorgeously and elegantly.

"It's you." She tried to speak in the coldest voice she had ever spoken.

"I heard that it was Sister Pu who saved me on my birthday party." When Jiang Yiran mentioned this, his expression became much kinder.

The fact that he came to save her shows that he still has a good impression of her.

"Well, you're welcome." Jiang Fu continued to maintain a cold face.

The fact that she didn't need to thank him meant that this was a matter of course for her. Was this sister treating her as a friend?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yiran moved closer.

"Are you always this warm towards people? It doesn't seem like it..." Jiang Fu thought for a moment and asked the question she had always wanted to ask, "For example, your attitude towards Miss Jiang was particularly cold. Is there any reason for that?"

"Want to hear?"

"A little curious."

"Before I returned to that home, I looked at her from afar more than once. She radiated kindness to everyone, but not me." Jiang Yiran looked at the sky. There was no moon tonight.

The amount of information was a bit overwhelming, and Jiang Fu's brain was overloaded for a moment.

"She would always hurt me again and again with careless words and actions, without realizing it... I endured it until my best friend died because of her."

Xixi’s death was the reason why she could not forgive Jiang Yilan.

"You also said that you only watched her from afar, which means that in her eyes, you are no different from a stranger who needs her care. Is there any need for her to target a stranger?"

"She's very good at disguising herself."

"Maybe it's your perspective." Jiang Fu looked towards the east. "From this angle, you can't see the Zhaohui Tower, the landmark of Yancheng."

Zhaohui Tower is the second tallest building in the entire Yancheng. It can be seen from any angle in half of the city.

But at this moment, the tallest building in Yancheng stood in front of them, completely blocking the entire Zhaohui Tower.

Jiang Yiran stared at the building silently without saying a word.

Is she narrow-minded? But even if Jiang Yilan didn't harbor evil intentions, someone still needs to be held accountable for Xixi's death.

Without paying any attention to her, the person next to her had already walked away and disappeared into the vast night.

"Ms. Jiang, I have sorted out my information. Who is the person you mentioned who needs my observation?" A young man wearing a baseball cap walked over.

"Well, this is the basic information. I hope you can complete her psychological profile as soon as possible." Jiang Yiran handed over the photo and phone address.

At the last birthday party, she had confirmed that the current Jiang Yilan was the original one, but the change in her personality was so strange that she couldn't help but wonder if someone else had sneaked into Jiang Yilan's shell.

She invited Ke Zheng, a psychological analyst from the International Detective Union, to investigate the matter. She first used psychological profiling to understand the other party's personality and experience, and then followed the clues to find out his identity.

The person who secretly helped Jiang Yilan, as long as he didn't come out of nowhere, we will definitely be able to find out who he is.

"Okay, I will try my best to follow her. If anything happens, I will report to you." Ke Zheng stared at the girl's profile in the photo.

For some reason, he felt that this face looked familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen it.

Jiang Fu did not return to the apartment, but went directly to Pu Qiubai's studio nearby.

It is called a studio, but in fact it is just a randomly rented workroom in the building, with a folding table, a laptop, a printer and other office supplies placed there, and a few folders placed there for show.

As for the boss himself, he was lying on the folding bed and browsing his phone.

"came back?"

"Things are going pretty well." Jiang Fu opened a can of coffee on the table and took a sip.

Pu Qiubai stared at her, "Shunli is going smoothly, yet you look unhappy?"

"I found something unexpected, something related to Jiang Yiran." Jiang Fu was a little annoyed.

Jiang Yiran herself admitted that she had observed Jiang Yilan from a distance many times, which meant that Jiang Yiran had been in this city since she disappeared as a child...

"Help me check out the orphanages in Yancheng and the surrounding towns over the past ten years." Jiang Fu thought for a moment, "It would be best if they have business dealings with the Ling family's company."

"It's difficult to check, I'll try my best." He covered himself with the quilt and was about to go to sleep when he heard a knock on the door.

The voice sounded familiar, "Open the door, takeout delivery."