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  Ming Yan smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry, that's his wife and child, he'll take good care of them. Besides, when I sent him to the hospital room just now, I already heard the sound of the child crying."

  "Born? Luckily, luckily, it's all right. It seems to be a false alarm after all. Let An Xiu accompany his family well then."

  The huge stone in my heart can finally be put down, and I relaxed my mood and pulled Mingyan back home together. When we arrived at the door, the fragrance of the dishes cooked by Uncle had already wafted out from the gap under the door.

  Of course, I couldn't avoid being scolded again because when he left I was still having a fever and after recovering I went out for a stroll everywhere. But this time he didn't say much to me, just simply grumbled two sentences then stared blankly at the cooking pot with a heavy heart.

  This isn't like him. If he didn't usually spare my ears and let me off the hook, he wouldn't easily let me go this time. How about just letting me off easy this once?

  "The dish is ruined." The mischievous one next to him chimed in, and it really worked, he immediately came back to life, hastily opening the pot lid, only to find that it had just started boiling.

  I couldn't help but tease him, saying: "Gotcha! I'm telling you, old uncle, did you get possessed today? Why are you acting so out of character?"

  Uncle turned down the fire on the stove, walked out of the kitchen and took a look at my forehead, "You've been possessed! But something happened in our house today, I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable."

  Something happened at the funeral home? I took a sneak peek at Ming Yan, and Ming Yan looked at my uncle and thought for a moment before reminding me: "It should be An Xiu's matter! The police must have sent someone to investigate."

  I mouthed an "oh", finally understanding what was wrong with this sentimental old man. I hung my bag on the coat rack by the door, grabbed a can of Coke from the fridge, and sat down beside Uncle.

  "Are you still upset about An Xun's matter?"

  "You know everything?" My uncle looked up at me with a different expression.

  "Yeah, I met a detective from the criminal investigation department when I went to visit Chen Xin in the hospital." I recounted what I saw at the hospital today, "The police don't seem to have any leads yet, but their initial judgment is that they might have offended someone, it's just that there isn't a suspicious target for now."

  "What a sin! Two days ago, he was happily saying that he's going to be a dad, and now... anyway, at least the mother and child are safe, so there's an heir after all." The uncle sighed and shook his head regretfully as he walked into the kitchen.

  It seems that I've received another unexpected message. He exchanged a knowing glance with Ming Yan and sat down in the uncle's original position, analyzing: "It looks like it didn't happen inside the museum, but outside. That means someone was invited. Investigating the chat records of the people involved still requires the police's power."

  I made a bitter face and scratched my head, "Isn't that still going to continue communicating with that police uncle? The words have been said so absolutely, how can we communicate?"

  "Can you tell me why?" He grasped my hand, he really wanted to know.

  "There's nothing, just a childhood memory that I dislike from the bottom of my heart for people wearing police hats." I've forgotten many things, or it feels like the time when I was young passed by very quickly, everything became vague, even the appearance of my parents I couldn't remember clearly, and there were no memories left at home. What impressed me most was the impatient eyes of the police and my uncle's desperate hug while crying.

  After that, he broke up with Aunt Sun...

  "What are you muttering about again? You didn't offend the police at the hospital, did you?" Just then, my uncle happened to be carrying a plate of dishes out of the kitchen and overheard me mention the police. He immediately put down what he was holding and rushed over to interrogate me.

  ……

  "There's nothing, I just think they're annoying, when they're perfunctory, they can drag on more than anyone else, as if they're busy. But sometimes they put on airs and pretend to be something they're not." I had to explain and soothe his emotions, this old man's heart couldn't take the fright, it was too stimulating.

  My uncle finally relaxed, pulled me to eat, and didn't investigate further. Although he didn't say anything else, I could tell that he didn't want me to be the focus, every time with a joking tone, there was also a serious warning. I don't understand what he's afraid of? What secret can't he let me know?

  Ming Yan seemed to have understood as well, shaking his head at me, "Since he doesn't want to say anything, don't force him, just let things be."

  Follow nature...

  It can only be like this, he doesn't say it and I also cannot force him!

  The next day at work, the atmosphere was clearly somewhat discordant. Even passing guests didn't have their usual natural gaze when walking through the office area.

  Not for any other reason, just because in addition to the patrol car of the police officer, there were two more police cars in the office area.

  I didn't have any scheduled tasks this morning, and I went to work at the usual time. Before I could even change into my uniform, I was taken to the meeting room. Of course, the person I faced was also a familiar one - that team leader from that day.

  The team member seemed unaware that I had been seen by him alone before and said that someone related to me hadn't gone through the screening yet, then brought me in front of him.

  That person smiled politely at me and said to the police officer who brought me in, "We've met this colleague before. You go check on the others again, then contact the person in charge here. We need to take today's surveillance video back for further investigation."

  The police officer responded and took out the relevant documents.

  Ming Yan heard that he was going to adjust the monitoring video and said hello to me, and followed him out.

  Only I and this detective in front of me were left, today he wore a badge on his chest with his name and number engraved on it.

  Mo Cheng, I stared at his chest, silently reciting.

  He stood up with a businesslike expression, smiling very naturally and said: "I didn't expect to meet Miss Yin so soon, by the way, I have some good news to tell you, we found the deceased's phone."

  Found the phone? My attention was suddenly raised, without interrupting, I sat down on a nearby sofa at his gesture.

  He saw that I was interested, and his smile broadened. "I knew you'd be interested in knowing this," he said with a grin. "It's no harm telling you now. The deceased had communicated with three people during the same time period before his death. One of them was his wife, one was your Director Wang, and the other was an unknown number that we're still investigating."

  Chen Xin called because she was uncomfortable and about to give birth. Director Wang, I can probably guess that it's because of the business trip, handing over tasks to An Xu. But what about that unfamiliar number? Was it a coincidence that they dialed the wrong phone number, or is it the real culprit?

  In his heart he was painting a picture of his soul, but after listening to his statement, he still looked very calm.

  "The police are indeed efficient in handling cases." He shrugged and a fleeting image of An Xiu's already bloated face flashed before his eyes, he wondered what state the body was in now. "Excuse me, when can his body be sent here?"

  "What are you going to do?" His gaze was fixed on me, searching for something on my face, as if he wanted to find the answer he desired in his heart.

  Unfortunately, I ended up being disappointed and left, because I didn't show anything special, just suddenly wanted to ask some questions. After all, in the end, we still have to follow the cremation procedure. Before the cremation, I just wanted to see the body, and the undertaker is more reliable than a forensic doctor, so I can get some useful information.

  "I'm not doing anything, after all, it's just a friendly favor, I don't want him to leave in a difficult situation. This is my job, Officer Mo doesn't need to question me like this! You didn't ask about the phone, you brought it up yourself. Anyway, the body will be returned sooner or later, if you don't return it, his family won't let it go!"

  My words were straightforward, and Mo Cheng's face was somewhat embarrassed by this, awkwardly smiling without saying anything else.

  "By the way, I'd like to ask you something about your director Wang Liang. What kind of person is he usually? How does he treat employees like you? Or has the deceased An Xu had any unpleasantness with anyone else besides you?" He fell silent for two minutes before asking another question.

  His questions seemed to be constantly popping up, and every detail was not let go. Yesterday, the suspicious target was locked on the guest of the crematorium. Now, a new question has been raised, and the target is placed inside us.

  Seeing me, he suspected that we had an internal traitor and immediately explained with a smile: "Don't misunderstand, this is just a routine investigation to rule out suspects. I don't want innocent people to be wronged, nor do I want the real culprit to escape justice. Only by clearing all of you of suspicion can we ensure fairness."

  His words left me somewhat shocked, and my impression of him slowly changed. If all the people in this world could uphold justice like him, perhaps there wouldn't be so many innocent souls wrongly accused. Unfortunately, honest people are always a minority. I hope that this person can stick to his current beliefs and won't change his original intentions in the future.

  From this point on, I put down the knot in my heart and told him about our usual situation, although I know he will ask others the same question again. At least I honestly informed him of the fact, and let him deal with it as he pleased.

  This time's frank talk, Mo City also recorded by journalists, everyone asked the details clearly and thanked me again after the conversation.

  Before I left, I told him one more thing, the one Uncle mentioned unintentionally yesterday, that the crime scene wouldn't be here but outside. Mo Cheng was slightly surprised at first, then smiled in understanding.

  Ming Yan returned to my side, and I noticed a subtle change in the atmosphere between us. A faint smile appeared on his face. On our way from the conference room to the dressing room, I asked him what he had seen.

  "There aren't many packages to receive, so once you're done with what you're doing, let's sneak into the surveillance room together." Ming Yan thought for a moment and said to me: "Just now they were playing it too fast, I didn't see very clearly, but in the office area's surveillance video, I saw a familiar stranger."