After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

After Ge Zeyu hung up the phone, his face remained grim. Under my persistent questioning, he coldly told me, "Zhang Liang is dead!"

Before I could ask any further questions, he explained to me that Zhang Liang was the thug who had led a group of people to chase him down.

He had no parents and no relatives left, except for his older sister, who was already married and the two rarely kept in touch.

Upon hearing this news, I was quite surprised. It felt like a huge stone was pressing on my chest. Fu Xinyi had just been taken away, and now this crucial witness had died.

Ge Zeyu instructed Xu Qing to turn the car around at this moment and head directly to the police station.

When we arrived, a police officer rushed up to us. When he saw Ge Zeyu, he paused slightly and said, "Young Master Ge, what brings you to the police station today? It's as if you had an appointment with Mr. Chang."

He brought up that Chang Xin was also inside, and then, when no one else was paying attention, he nodded slightly to Ge Zeyu. It was obvious that this police officer and Ge Zeyu were old acquaintances, and that he had brought it up on purpose.

Ge Zeyu frowned deeply, then quickly walked inside. I hurriedly followed. When we arrived at the place where the body was placed, Ge Zeyu was about to push the door open when he suddenly stopped.

He turned to me, looking somewhat worried, and said, "Just wait at the door, don't go in!"

I quickly shook my head and refused. I also wanted to see what was going on inside. I told him that I was mentally prepared, and that the person inside was crucial to us. Even if he died, he would still have some value.

Ge Zeyu couldn't persuade me otherwise, so he had no choice but to take me inside. When we opened the door, I saw Chang Xin holding a handkerchief and covering her mouth and nose.

He lifted the white cloth with one hand and glanced at the body, then said with obvious disgust, "Since the person is already dead, hurry up and take him to be cremated. It's hot these days, and if it stays here for too long, it will easily start to smell rotten."

The bureau chief next to him nodded repeatedly after hearing this, treating Chang Xin with great respect, and quickly said that he would dispose of the body in a short time.

When we came in, we attracted the attention of the people inside. Chang Xin glanced at Ge Zeyu and pretended to be surprised, saying, "Why are you here, Ayu? I heard you came back from the dead. You shouldn't be home yet. Such an important thing, why don't you go home and let your dad be happy first?"

Ge Zeyu politely addressed Chang as "Uncle Chang," before stating that Zhang Liang, who had died, could not be cremated immediately, regardless of Chang Xin's expression.

“Zhang Liang is the murderer who was chasing me. Before I took him to the police station, he told me that the person who asked him to hire someone to kill me was Fu Xinyi.”

“Fu Xinyi was just summoned here, and Zhang Liang died shortly after. I suspect that Zhang Liang’s death is not as simple as it seems on the surface.”

He walked to the body and was about to lift the white sheet when he was stopped by the bureau chief next to him. The implication was that Zhang Liang had died of a sudden heart attack, which was why he looked so unpleasant when he died.

Ge Zeyu stood still. The director's expression stiffened slightly, then he continued with a smile, "Your father and I have known each other for a long time. I see you as a junior. You are still young and haven't seen everything. We know that Zhang Liang is an important witness, but this is really an unexpected situation. Do you really think I would lie?"

He's taking advantage of the fact that we're all young, and he's deliberately using his seniority to put us down.

I slowly walked forward and stood beside Ge Zeyu. I first greeted the police chief politely, "Hello, Chief. It's precisely because we are young that we need to clarify some things. Otherwise, we'll have doubts in our hearts. He just passed away, so why not call the forensic doctor to come and perform an autopsy?"

"It's been checked; she died of a sudden heart attack." The director immediately replied, his gaze sharpening as he looked at me. "Miss Jiang, this place isn't clean. A young woman like you should avoid going to places like this, lest you have nightmares at night."

Chang Xin also chimed in at this time, and even vaguely implied that Ge Zeyu had been missing for so long and had finally returned, but did not go home immediately. Could it be that his family already knew that he was not dead?

Of course, Ge Zeyu could not admit it. If he did, then this so-called murder would be sophistry by these people and turned into a misunderstanding.

Ge Zeyu's expression grew colder, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his tone rose a few decibels, "As the victim in this matter, what if I insist on having an autopsy at this time?"

Chang Xin fell silent for a moment, but his expression was somewhat intriguing. "If you insist on an autopsy, I will naturally not refuse you, but... I'm afraid Zhang Liang's family will not agree."

He had a smile on his face, but it gave people the feeling of a smiling tiger. After he finished speaking, he had someone bring Zhang Liang's family over.

The woman who entered was a middle-aged woman with an aged face. She was dressed plainly and had rough hands, and it seemed that she was not living a good life. After entering, she hugged Zhang Liang's body and cried incessantly.

Zhang Liang's older sister is named Zhang Mei. She dropped out of school to work in her early years and got married before she was twenty. Over the years, the two have had very little contact.

At this moment, Chang Xin stepped forward, gently covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and offered a few words of comfort in a gentle tone. Then he said, "Ge Zeyu and I want to perform an autopsy on the spot and ask Zhang Mei whether she agrees or not."

Upon hearing this, the other person's expression changed. They turned around and stared at me and Ge Zeyu with a gloomy look in their eyes. Then they started crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide.

"I disagree. Even if my brother did something wrong, does that mean he has no human rights at all? He's already dead, and you're still tormenting him. We've said everything we needed to say, what more do you want?"

As he spoke, he stood up from the ground, headfirst, and was about to charge at Ge Zeyu, shouting, "If you want to dissect someone, you might as well dissect me!"

There was no way to communicate with her. No matter what I said to Ge Zeyu, she stubbornly refused. Even when Ge Zeyu offered her money, she only hesitated for a few seconds before refusing.

There was nothing we could do but leave the police station. As we left, we exchanged a glance and knew that there must be something fishy about Zhang Liang's death, otherwise the other party wouldn't have done it this way.

However, once a person is cremated, it is not easy to find evidence.

As I opened the car door and prepared to get in, I looked up and saw a familiar figure slowly walking out of the police station.