Chapter Nine, Entering the Net

He suddenly spoke, his voice extremely low: "I know it wasn't you; however, the fingerprint analysis results have just come out, and there are your fingerprints on the knife. The motive, the testimony, and the physical evidence are all present. It will be difficult to overturn the case, but no matter what happens, do not confess to the crime."

When you met at the bar, did he mention the reason to you

Xue Hongwei did not show any sign of recognizing her. He reviewed the interrogation records from last night and asked the same questions again in a copycat manner. Zhi Lu answered in the same way, but in the end, he asked one more question: "What is your relationship with Ye Zhong'e?"

Zhang De is currently undergoing surgery. Before the operation, he insisted that you wanted to kill him and claimed that he knows you. What do you have to say about this

Lu Jianzhong sat down and looked at her for a while. She also calmly looked back, and the smile on her face seemed to remain intact.

Li Fan asked her in a familiar manner: "Why are you alone?"

Not long after, an elderly woman, dressed in tattered clothes and looking utterly exhausted, boarded the vehicle, carrying a dirty bag that was quite heavy, causing her to sway precariously. She emitted a strong odor, prompting those nearby to squeeze away from her, yet Zhi Lu did not shy away; instead, she helped her take down the bag and inquired about her destination. As no one offered their seat and the elderly woman's destination was the final stop, Zhi Lu bent down and asked the young man closest to her to give up his seat. Her tone was quite polite, but the young man glanced at her, then at the elderly woman, and with a grin said, "I can give you my seat, but not for her." As no one offered their seat and the elderly woman's destination was the final stop, Zhi Lu bent down and asked the young man closest to her to give up his seat. Her tone was quite polite, but the young man glanced at her, then at the elderly woman, and with a grin said, "I can give you my seat, but not for her."

Li Fan waved his hand, indicating that it was a trivial matter. At that moment, Lu Jianzhong happened to appear at the door. He had originally come to find Zhi Lu, but upon seeing Li Fan, he changed his mind. A polite smile appeared on his face as he said, "Mr. Li, since you are already here, I won't need to contact you again. Please accompany me downstairs to assist us in gathering evidence."

The person seemed to smile slightly and said slowly: "Tomorrow night at 10 o'clock, at Qingshan Bar, No. 5 Beijing Road in the city center. Also, come alone, and do not inform the police, otherwise, you will never obtain it in your lifetime"

Holding the phone, she hesitated greatly, but ultimately called her parents. The elderly couple was returning from exercising, planning to pack their bags for a trip. Upon receiving the call, Wang Liangjing was stunned and unexpectedly burst into tears; Zhong Zaiguo, having served as a bank president for many years, remained calm, understanding that nothing could be clearly conveyed over the phone. He reassured his daughter not to worry and said before hanging up, "We will be there soon." Upon receiving the call, Wang Liangjing was stunned and unexpectedly burst into tears; Zhong Zaiguo, having served as a bank president for many years, remained calm, understanding that nothing could be clearly conveyed over the phone. He reassured his daughter not to worry and said before hanging up, "We will be there soon."

At that time, Ye Qingmao had just been transferred from another region to the provincial party committee and was not familiar with the province and Jiangzhou City. Therefore, during the first month after taking office, he conducted both open and covert investigations within the city to understand the people's sentiments and livelihoods. There was an occasion when they were on the same bus, and at that time, they did not know each other. The bus was somewhat crowded, and they were both standing.

I am Zhong Zhilü, who are you?

I have made an appointment with someone, said Zhi Lu

Yang Li occupied the study, while she was in the living room reviewing her notes, feeling that time was pressing. It can be calculated that in about five to six months, she will be able to register for the doctoral degree examination

Lu Jianzhong's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Has this matter been told to anyone else?"

In the afternoon, she was taken to the interrogation room again. This time, Lu Jianzhong was present as an observer, while the questioning was led by another police officer named Xue Hongwei. Zhi Lu had previously interviewed him, and they had even dined together. He is a well-known figure in the public security system, a leading expert in the criminal police enforcement team, and has received numerous medals. Her case is a minor one, not worthy of his involvement, which indicates that his purpose for being here is definitely related to Ye Zhongke. He is a well-known figure in the public security system, a leading expert in the criminal police enforcement team, and has received numerous medals. Her case is a minor one, not worthy of his involvement, which indicates that his purpose for being here is definitely related to Ye Zhongke.

As the years have passed, her memory has noticeably declined compared to before. In the past, Zhong Zhilü read quickly and never forgot, especially the articles she liked; after reading them two or three times, she could recite large passages from memory. She sighed at the book, took her teacup, and poured herself some water. Feeling tired from reading, she casually turned on the television, instinctively tuning into the news channel, where a report was being broadcast about the personnel changes in various provincial party committees. The new provincial party secretary had taken office, and then Ye Qingmao's name and photo appeared on the screen as the announcer read his resume. She listened carefully to the news report, and instinctively picked up the phone beside her, but after a long pause, she hung up.

She spent an entire day contemplating whether to inform Lu Jianzhong about this matter, but in the end, she held back. They had not been in contact for several days. At noon, she specifically went to the telecommunications bureau to check that phone number, only to find that it was made from a public phone, yielding no results.

How long have you been divorced? What is the reason for the divorce?

I have just inquired, and it is said that the Discipline Inspection Commission has decided to establish a special investigation team to conduct an investigation, and there will eventually be a conclusion

He is handsome in appearance, possesses a grand demeanor, and displays a determined and resolute expression. He does not resemble a businessman; rather, he is more akin to a politician, exuding an air of grandeur and a lofty perspective. When he smiles, it seems as if vibrant rays of light flow from him, warm and confident, even making others willingly bow in submission. He is almost a definition of the term 'charm' in relation to men.

Zhi Lu fell silent for a moment, feeling as if her heart was on fire. She was afraid that the other party would see her hands trembling, so she took her hands off the table, folded them neatly on her lap, and as if gaining courage, she softly said: "Yes, I love him. He should love me too"

Once a crowd gathers, the initial sense of fear dissipates. The lights are dim, shadows intertwine, the smell of alcohol permeates the air, and a singer with an eccentric hairstyle strums his guitar and sings as if no one is watching. The noise rises, the bar's speakers blast a high-pitched tune, and the crowd becomes mere dark silhouettes.

Uncertain how long she had been waiting inside, the door was finally opened. Several police officers entered the room, all of whom she recognized, with Lu Jianzhong leading the group. The room was small, lacking a clock and even a window; apart from a table and a few chairs, there was nothing else. Above her head hung a bare incandescent light bulb, and under the harsh white light, she noticed that the color of her hands was also pale.

The person said: "Do you want to know who killed Xu Huishu? And what about that document"

The young man initially did not agree, but Zhi Lu repeated that sentence time and again until the young man could no longer contain himself and stood up to get out of the car

After taking a few steps inside the room, she finally realized what that damp smell was; it resembled the scent of blood, the same smell she had encountered at Yang Li's house. Zhi Lu was startled by this thought, standing frozen in place like a wooden figure, afraid to move. In truth, her heart was extremely complicated, so reminiscent of that night’s situation. Why could she never remember? A person venturing alone into danger, ultimately, it was still that reckless thought that was at play.

Where has it gone

The light turned on in response to the sound

Zhi Lu thought about it all night long. During that time, Lu Jianzhong came by once, bringing her a coat and some water. Zhi Lu looked at him and smiled in thanks, her hands trembling slightly as she struggled to unfold the coat. Lu Jianzhong helped her put it on, resting his hands on her shoulders. The two of them were very close, able to feel each other's warmth, and their posture was almost like an embrace

The other party's voice was clearly very flat, yet inexplicably made Zhi Lu break out in a cold sweat. Her hand holding the phone was trembling, "Who are you? What clues do you have?"

Zhi Lu looked at her and said, "In judicial practice, there are very few cases where one is convicted based solely on zero testimony; one could say it is extremely rare"

Zhong Zhilü

Promptly, the waiter responded and arrived, while the doors of the private rooms in the corridor opened one after another

She asked the waiter and accurately found the room. Before entering, she instinctively tightened her grip on her handbag and reached inside to feel around, only to unexpectedly discover that the fruit knife was not in her bag. The corridor was dim and empty, with only a red wall lamp at the end. She took a deep breath and touched the voice recorder clutched in her hand before finally opening the door.

Lu Jianzhong saw her contemplating the matter and did not disturb her, quietly waiting for her to look up. Once the light returned to her eyes, he said: "You need to do two things right now: contact your family immediately to hire a professional lawyer, and carefully recall every detail from last night to see if there are any overlooked clues." He handed her the phone.

Zhang De said on the phone, "That document led to the deaths of Xu Huishu and Zhuang Hua"

Fortunately, she had become accustomed to insomnia. That night, as usual, she could not fall asleep. Compared to previous nights, that night felt particularly long, with each second making her feel as if she were living through an entire year. She had studied some economic knowledge and read numerous books, and she understood the meaning of every sentence in that document. Although the various items listed were not entirely detailed, they still provided a glimpse of the general situation.

She thoroughly understood that Wu Zixu's overnight white hair might not have been fabricated by later generations. Overthinking had taken its toll, her mind was overwhelmed, blood drained away, and she felt completely emptied. She went to the bathroom to freshen up, and in front of the mirror, she tried to smooth her hair with her hand. With just a gentle tug, a handful of hair fell out, scattering in the sink and on the floor, a shocking sight.

Zhi Lu looked at them and simply asked: "Is it true?"

Glancing at her, Lu Jianzhong said: "At this time, it is better to think more about your own case. I suspect that Zhang De's injury assessment will inevitably conclude serious injury. You are not unaware of the judicial procedures involved."

He said so

The man's name is Zhang De, and he is a friend of Zhuang Hua. Do you have any impression of this name

How to calculate, Li Fan cannot be separated from this matter. However, Lu Jianzhong has stated that he has investigated him, and he cooperated fully. As of now, there is no evidence indicating that he is related to these two murder cases; he is not suspicious at all. It can only be said that he knows the two deceased and is their employer.

Zhi Lu wearily shook her head, "I have already said that I didn't have the chance to say anything to him at all, and I didn't know him before."

Suddenly, she was taken aback. She almost forgot why she was being detained here. She closed her eyes, striving to calm herself, recalling the legal knowledge she possessed, and quickly prepared for the worst. Causing intentional harm to another resulting in serious injury undoubtedly entails criminal liability and sentencing. A detention of at least two weeks is unavoidable. As it stands, all evidence points to her, and the facts cannot be ignored. Causing intentional harm to another resulting in serious injury undoubtedly entails criminal liability and sentencing. A detention of at least two weeks is unavoidable. As it stands, all evidence points to her, and the facts cannot be ignored. If no new evidence is presented during the detention period, and the previous evidence is further confirmed, she will be transferred to the court for sentencing.

Zhi Lu did not engage in conversation, merely gazing at the young man, and repeated once more: "Please be so kind as to give this elderly gentleman a seat, thank you."

Editor of Southern Literary Magazine

Xue Hongwei raised her eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and instructed someone to take her back to the detention room

Zhi Lu looked up in surprise and said, "Mr. Li, what brings you here?"

No problem, nothing can be seen in Li Fan's smile. Zhilu, you should have a good talk with Lawyer Song Xiaowen.

Leaving Teacher Li's home, I went to the school bookstore and bought a pile of books, including the History of Foreign Cultures, World Literature, and so on, and that night I studied diligently

However, the voice from over there was not that of anyone she recognized, saying: "Reporter Zhong, I apologize for the interruption"

However, to outsiders, she appears calm and unflappable. Her tranquility, in a different context, would undoubtedly be regarded as an admirable quality. Even when the world is collapsing around her, she remains composed and indifferent, truly displaying a grand demeanor. Unfortunately, this is in an interrogation room, not elsewhere; her silence can only convey two signals: first, she is too shocked, her mind paralyzed, unable to take any action; second, she is acquiescent.

When Zhi Lu gets nervous, she instinctively wants to grab something, but now there is nothing for her to hold onto. She unconsciously brings her hands together, as if this provides her with a sense of security, and says: "Last night, I met Li Fan at the bar. We chatted for a bit, and he bought me a drink. I choked on that drink and coughed quite a lot." Zhi Lu slowly recalls, "At that time, my bag was right beside me. If he had touched my things then, I definitely would not have known."

The waiter brought over a tray of drinks, and Li Fan handed a glass to Zhi Lu. Although the wine was not strong, it was quite spicy. When Zhi Lu took her first sip, she unexpectedly choked a little and coughed repeatedly

The Ye Zhong'e she knew, the Ye Zhong'e she married, was nothing short of a legend. He was capable, adept at navigating social situations, and conducted himself with the same integrity as his father. After graduating, he worked for two years at the stock exchange on Wall Street, seemingly possessing an innate insight that allowed him to make precise analyses of the trends in foreign exchange trading, earning him considerable fame in the financial sector. Later, he was invited back to the country by Ye Qingmao. The year they got married, he took on the role of vice president at the state-owned Anyi Group. Two years later, Anyi Group finally turned around its losses, successfully reviving and growing, and he also ascended to the position of chairman last year, at the age of only thirty-three.

The problem is that, at this point, Zhi Lu has developed reservations about his goodwill and completely dares not accept it. Everything is related to him, yet there is no evidence; the truth is elusive and too vague. For Zhi Lu, trying to understand what has happened during these days is almost an impossible task. She smiled politely, glanced at Li Fan, then looked at the capable middle-aged female lawyer, and bowed in thanks. Everything is related to him, yet there is no evidence; the truth is elusive and too vague. For Zhi Lu, trying to understand what has happened during these days is almost an impossible task. She smiled politely, glanced at Li Fan, then looked at the capable middle-aged female lawyer, and bowed in thanks.

Someone tapped her and asked, "May I sit here?"

Half an hour after the end of this conversation, Li Fan arrived with a lawyer to visit her. Zhi Lu felt caught off guard; when she was taken away by the police last night, Li Fan was also present and looked utterly astonished. She did not expect that he would extend a helping hand so soon.

Even if a knife were held to her throat, even if that man accused her of murder, she would not feel as she does now. She felt absurd, bewildered, and utterly incomprehensible. As she flipped through the pages, economic terms and cold numbers jumped into her view one after another. When she set down the document, her limbs were completely numb, her mind blank as if it had lost power, and that coldness and despair were beyond the reach of any language to describe. She flipped through the pages again, economic terms and cold numbers repeatedly assaulting her vision, and when she finally laid the document down, her limbs were entirely frozen, her mind a void as if it had been cut off from power, that coldness and despair defying any description.

It seems that the conversation from now on is the focus of his concern, while each of her responses could potentially drag them into the abyss. Zhi Lu gathered all her energy and said: "He is my ex-husband"

Zhi Lu's expression was indifferent, and she simply said: "I am not guilty"

However, the other party showed no intention of letting her go, stubbornly pursuing the matter, "How much do you love him? If necessary, would you kill for him?"

Profession

Why

Zhi Lu stared, "The space between your eyebrows is dark? You mustn't have a mouth like a crow."

During her first visit, she was extremely anxious, fearing that her father-in-law would be dissatisfied with her. However, he smiled warmly, his amiable demeanor astonished Ye Zhong'e, who quietly remarked: "I never expected this. When I said I would take you back for them to see, my father had a look of discontent. How is it that upon seeing you, his attitude made a complete turnaround of one hundred eighty degrees?"

Xue Hongwei, this seasoned detective, wore an inscrutable expression, yet it did not deter her from continuing to speak

Song Xiaowen reasoned with her: "Have you clearly seen the current situation? The evidence all points to you. The principle of law emphasizes the importance of evidence over mere verbal testimony. Even if you do not admit it, you could still be convicted and sentenced to less than three years of imprisonment"

No one expected that after Song Xiaowen understood the situation, she would advise her to plead guilty. She earnestly said that, first, having a good attitude when pleading guilty and committing to bear all economic losses is important; more importantly, during this period, she had just gone through a divorce, and various matters were complicated, leading to psychological issues and considerable emotional instability. Therefore, in a moment of carelessness, she accidentally harmed someone. Her psychological counselor can provide a certificate, and under these three conditions, the case is bound to be resolved smoothly, turning a major issue into a minor one

Deng Muhua expressed considerable concern for her, saying: "How is it that after resting for seven days, you appear even more listless? You look as if your brow is darkened; be careful lately."

I do not know, I have no recollection

Lu Jianzhong's eyes suddenly brightened, and he slowly extended his hand, saying: "Give me your bag."

This is indeed a question that cannot be avoided and is quite important. Zhilu hesitated for a long time before nodding, "It should be, this pattern is unmistakable, it matches the set of cutlery from my home."

The room was devoid of light. As the door was slowly pulled open, a narrow black line appeared at first, then it widened, and continued to expand until the door was half open, revealing a pitch-black interior where nothing was visible

Although Zhi Lu was surprised, she still handed over the shoulder bag. The two police officers who were taking notes also came over, surrounding the table, watching Lu Jianzhong take out the items from the bag one by one. At first, everything seemed ordinary: a book titled "A History of World Culture," a few pens, a small notebook, a compact makeup case, a wooden comb, two packs of tissues, and finally, a folded envelope that was bulging. Lu Jianzhong unfolded the envelope and poured out a stack of heavily folded papers, then spread them out flat. At first, everything seemed ordinary: a book titled "A History of World Culture," a few pens, a small notebook, a compact makeup case, a wooden comb, two packs of tissues, and finally, a folded envelope that was bulging. Lu Jianzhong unfolded the envelope and poured out a stack of heavily folded papers, then spread them out flat.

What? I want to kill him

Her tone was not one of inquiry, and thus Lu Jianzhong did not respond. He slightly lowered his head and saw her hair, which was jet black, and her smooth forehead, with a luster akin to white jade, making one want to kiss her. He was momentarily dazed, and in an instant, his palms were filled with sweat. He could not remain standing, nor could he stay in the same room with her any longer, and he quickly turned to leave.

Are you sure it is your knife

She hardly needed to think, "Alright. I promise you."

Indeed, it has been a long time since I last called them, which seems unreasonable. The last time I saw my father-in-law and mother-in-law, Ye Qingmao earnestly said, "Although you are divorced, you are still my daughter. You can come whenever you want in the future." At that moment, Zhi Lu couldn't hold back her tears and they streamed down her face.

No one could provide her with a clear answer

She smiled to herself in the interrogation room. It is still worth it; she kills, which is better than her being killed

After Zhi Lu's breathing had calmed down, she said: "Why are you here again?"

She lowered her head and watched as Lu Jianzhong's hand moved away from the paper. Without the force of his hand, the corners of the stacked paper curled up again along the creases, wrinkled and gathering in one direction. If paper could express emotions, then that slow movement could certainly be seen as mocking and derisive, as if it were showing its disdain to everyone in the room

Zhi Lu had almost forgotten about this matter, but this scene was perfectly captured in Ye Qingmao's eyes. He was a man of integrity, upright and unyielding, and he greatly admired Zhi Lu's behavior. Coincidentally, a few days later, he saw this girl appear in his home as his future daughter-in-law, and he was truly both surprised and delighted.

Song Xiaowen was taken aback, adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, and scrutinized her seriously, "You would rather go to prison than admit to the charges?"

In a moment of mental lapse, Zhi Lu was momentarily stunned. The door of the adjacent private room opened, and a woman peeked out, catching sight of the scene, and let out a horrified scream: "Someone has been murdered!"

Zhi Lu glanced and said it was impossible not to be surprised. After a moment of daze, she nodded and said, "It is my knife. I have always kept it in my bag for self-defense. But today I just realized it is missing."

Li Fan patted her on the back and handed her a napkin

After Song Xiaowen left, Zhi Lu looked up at the sky through the narrow window. The human heart is like the sky; it appears to be clear and empty, yet it conceals countless mysteries, layer upon layer, always beyond reach. She thought, in living a lifetime, one must believe in something to avoid collapsing, such as emotions, ideals, spirit, and faith. These things may seem hollow and useless in daily life, but when we endure setbacks and hardships, when we feel disappointment and sorrow, when we experience cruelty and indifference, she thought, in living a lifetime, one must believe in something to avoid collapsing, such as emotions, ideals, spirit, and faith. These things may seem hollow and useless in daily life, but when we endure setbacks and hardships, when we feel disappointment and sorrow, when we experience cruelty and indifference, they will ultimately bloom the most brilliant flowers in our hearts, guiding us out of confusion.

Recount the events that took place this evening

Xue Hongwei appeared to be deep in thought, as if considering something before asking: "How much do you know about the smuggling allegations against Anyi Group? Has Ye Zhongke mentioned anything to you?"

Zhi Lu stood in place, overwhelmed by an influx of information that she could not digest at the moment. All she knew was that everything in the world was like a long line of dominoes, falling one after another in succession

Smuggling, currency fraud, and tax evasion, with amounts reaching hundreds of millions. Although not mentioned in the documents, there is no doubt that all the data points directly to Ye Zhong'e, the chairman. How could he possibly be involved in such matters

Zhi Lu swallowed a breath of air with difficulty, murmuring to herself: "In the end, is this matter aimed at me, or Ye Zhong'e, or the Ye family? Or is it to catch them all in one net?"

After coming out of the interrogation room, she was escorted to the detention room. This room is the same size as the interrogation room, with a small window, dimly lit, and quite cold. The nights in early May still carry a chill, but with gains come losses; the cold and solitude are quite beneficial for the mind's contemplation

There was a scent in the air, damp, chilly, and omnipresent. She was terrified, drenched in cold sweat, yet she forced herself to remain calm and said, "Is anyone there? I have arrived." As she spoke, she cautiously took a step forward, and out of fear, she did not close the door.

He said: "This bar is opened by my friend, come and support it"

Zhi Lu forced a smile and said, "I don't even know this person, why should I kill him?"

When Ye Qingmao spoke of this matter, Ye Zhong'e wore a triumphant expression. Regardless of the circumstances, he approached her in front of all their relatives and friends and kissed her, saying: "Wife, look, this is fate, it is destined that you will marry me"

Last night, someone called me and said they could give me the document that caused Sister Xu's death, with the condition that I go alone. So I went. You can check the call records.

This is the most special night and morning she has ever experienced in her life

It has been six months. The reason is incompatibility in personality

Zhi Lu smiled on the outside but bitterly laughed on the inside, defeated by life, and could only escape back to campus, truly shameful

During the remaining days of the May Day holiday, Zhi Lu spent her time searching for a house. Deng Muhua called her to go out and have fun, but she declined. Finally, she found a place near Jiangzhou University, which is also her alma mater. It is a one-bedroom apartment and not expensive. She paid the deposit and agreed to move in on the 10th of next month. The neighbors are all university students, each with youthful and lively faces, radiating smiles.

She was surprised, but several police officers were even more astonished than she was, especially Lu Jianzhong, whose face turned pale, looking at her with a face full of disbelief. They exchanged glances, and Lu Jianzhong heavily slammed the stack of papers in front of Zhi Lu, his eyes seemingly sparking with flames. They maintained eye contact for a sufficient amount of time before he finally spoke, saying: "According to Zhang De's testimony, he said that you saw this document, and therefore, harbored intentions to kill him."

The more Zhi Lu listened, the more sullen her expression became, feeling a tightness in her chest. Several times she wanted to slam the table in anger, but she managed to suppress her fury and firmly replied, "Why should I admit to something I haven't done? Absolutely not."

Having visited the police station so many times, this was the first time she was brought in as a suspect. The few police officers showed her some consideration by not putting handcuffs on her, but she felt that the treatment she received was hardly different from that of a murderer

When leaving the bar, half the street came out to watch the commotion, and it was inevitable that some pointed at her, saying that while one may know a person’s face, one cannot know their heart. They remarked on how such a beautiful girl could have such a vicious heart, actually committing murder, lamenting that people's hearts are no longer as they used to be, and that the morals of society are declining.

Zhi Lu said: "I do not know"

That is because very few people can persist until the end. Song Xiaowen pointed out succinctly, "Without a confession, one can still be convicted; it is better to admit it voluntarily, as the sentence may be lighter."

What kind of person?

Soon, Lu Jianzhong nodded to the two police officers taking notes and finally began to ask questions: "What is your name?"

What was the relationship like before the divorce

Why go to Qingshan Bar tonight

Li Fan's originally radiant face suddenly dimmed a few shades. "You know, the police came to look for me before, but they didn't find anything. With such an incident occurring, everyone in the company is on edge, and I feel the same way. However, I hope it's just a coincidence," he shook his head, "It's really not easy to be alive"

Lu Jianzhong spent the entire night at the police station and came to see her early in the morning, bringing her breakfast as well. She took a few bites haphazardly before putting it down; she could hardly eat anything before, and now it is even more so

"No," replied Zhi Lu quickly this time. She had just been too afraid to meet his gaze, but now she looked directly into his eyes without any fear and said, "For him, I can give up my own life; however, harming others is out of the question."

Thinking of this, a sharp pain surged in her heart, and she truly wished she could suffer from amnesia. Looking up at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock. She gathered her books and pens, but suddenly the phone at home rang. She glanced at the display screen, and the number was from the city.

He asked her question by question, and she answered him sentence by sentence, accurately and clearly

Without being able to say more than a few words, the young girl who accompanied Li Fan came over to call him. Zhi Lu watched the two leave, observing them pass by variously dressed men and women. Some were playing, some were joking, and some were embracing. The air was filled with a worldly scent, the red glow of cigarette butts flickering in the darkness, and the sheen of wine glasses glimmered like enchanting eyes. The so-called vastness of the mortal world is nothing more than this.

No matter what, Zhi Lu cannot understand how he could be involved with smuggling. How could he engage in such despicable acts that are beneath contempt? Moreover, it is not just him; every misstep he takes could implicate his father, who has just been promoted to provincial party secretary. It is truly a case where pulling one thread unravels the whole fabric. He must be more cautious and prudent than others; how could he allow himself to fall into such a quagmire from which he cannot extricate himself? He is a figure akin to an eagle; how could he lower himself to associate with petty criminals? There is absolutely no possibility of that.

Lu Jianzhong's face lit up with joy, his eyes flickering, "This is a clue, continue to recall, are there any other clues?"

Absolutely not

After a long time, he raised his voice again and asked, "Is anyone there?"

Zhi Lu tilted her head slightly and said, "When I was a journalist, I got used to it. I often received tips about breaking news and would go alone, not finding it frightening to attend alone. Moreover, that place was a bar, and there were many people... I never thought that person was targeting me."

At this time, the phone call was likely urgent, so she picked it up and said, "Hello"

Feeling the phone in her hand vibrating, she took it out and saw a text message with only a few words: "Go to Box 25"

Zhi Lu's mind was not at all here; she couldn't even remember to worry about her own situation. She listened in a daze and said, "Please take care of Xiao Li." After a pause, she added, "Is it true that Anye Group is involved in smuggling?"

When words fail to resonate, Zhi Lu no longer wishes to engage in further debate with her. With a slight smile, she states, "I would rather be a shattered jade than a complete tile. If it truly comes to that, then I would be fine with going to prison."

Zhi Lu had seen dead people before, and she had witnessed the gruesome appearances of the deceased. However, no matter how many times she had encountered such sights, the scene before her at this moment was more shocking than any dead body she had ever seen. No, it was not a corpse; standing five steps away was a man, leaning against the cabinet, his face filled with terror, looking at her with an expression of disbelief. A sharp dagger was plunged into his lower abdomen; one hand was gripping the knife while the other was pointing at her, shouting, "You actually want to kill me! You, woman, actually want to kill me!"

Zhi Lu finally felt that something was amiss; how could there be such an envelope in her handbag

Having settled on a house, she immediately bought a bunch of fruits and supplements to visit Teacher Yu. Teacher Yu was playing with her grandson and insisted on keeping her for dinner. Upon learning of her intentions, she was both surprised and delighted, saying that she finally understood. Indeed, she spoke freely and without reservation, recommending a large number of books.

"Suspected of smuggling? Is it really true?" Zhi Lu stared unblinkingly into his eyes, "Officer Xue, Ye Zhongke would never engage in smuggling; he is not that kind of person. Having been married to him, I cannot say I completely understand him, and we have never discussed work matters, but I know that when it comes to major issues of right and wrong, he is unequivocal." At this point, she paused. "Having been married to him, I cannot say I completely understand him, and we have never discussed work matters, but I know that when it comes to major issues of right and wrong, he is unequivocal." At this point, she paused.

The feeling at that moment cannot be described simply as shock

No

Zhi Lu let out a sound of "Oh," her thoughts shifting to another matter, and asked him: "Do you know that Zhuang Hua has died? Just like Sister Xu."

At present, evidence has become a matter of urgency. Who could have taken her knife out of her bag, and who stuffed that envelope and documents into her bag

Xue Hongwei tapped the table with his pen and said, "To put it simply, do you love him? Does he love you?"

Li Fan was naturally surrounded by beautiful women, and this time was no exception. The young girl was almost hanging on him, their bodies fitting together without any gaps, which was enough to make one blush. However, Li Fan did not feel embarrassed; he let the girl beside him go first and took a seat opposite Zhi Lu, where the waiter immediately approached.

She was also puzzled, but on the night of the wedding, she understood the reason

Lu Jianzhong furrowed his brow, hesitating to speak. He took out a stack of photographs and spread them out on the table, saying: "Do you recognize this knife?"

In the middle of the night, she could no longer hold back and wanted to call him, but all communication tools had been confiscated. Thus, she could only pace back and forth in the few square meters of the detention room. When she was finally able to stop, she heard a certain sound gradually settling in the morning, distant and unreal.

Despite her reservations, she gritted her teeth and went to the Qingshan Bar after work. Contrary to her expectations, the Qingshan Bar was quite large, with a very comfortable environment and decor that was distinctly Toronto in style. The prices were on the higher side, but still acceptable. She arrived early, shortly after it opened, and there were not many customers. Zhi Lu chose a nice spot to sit down, ordered a drink, and sipped it slowly. If possible, she would have liked to read a book, but unfortunately, the lighting was too dim; even at such a close distance, it was difficult to see each other's faces clearly.

Think about it, Zhi Lu said: "A very important person"

Zhi Lu continued, "You only see his glamorous exterior, but you do not know how much he has sacrificed. I believe everyone hopes to soar in their career, and he is no exception. He loves his career, he yearns for success. Officer Xue, you are also a man, and quite successful in your own field, so you must understand that for a man, the allure of success is not comparable to wealth or beauty; it is on an entirely different level. One may make small mistakes, but one’s major principles must never falter or be compromised. He loves his career, he yearns for success. Officer Xue, you are also a man, and quite successful in your own field, so you must understand that for a man, the allure of success is not comparable to wealth or beauty; it is on an entirely different level. One may make small mistakes, but one’s major principles must never falter or be compromised. He would not engage in smuggling; he would not cross that line and ruin his career. If Anyi Group were involved in smuggling, or even related to those two murder cases, I can assure you that it would be the doing of a portion of the internal staff, and has nothing to do with him."