Exploration Part 2

  "Hey, Sanqi, what are you doing? Is this why you had to get on the crowded bus?" Tongtong shouted at Sanqi. In Tongtong's eyes, Sanqi's face was getting more and more annoying. "If you don't let go, I won't be polite!"

  Sanqi slightly moved, but his palm was still wandering around Tongtong's waist "This car didn't have any space to begin with. You don't have a handrail, and I'm seriously holding onto you! Hehe. Ah~~~you!"

  Throughout the ages, ladies' shoes have had one direction - high heels and pointed toes, which can only reflect the beautiful figure of women. However, being stepped on by this kind of shoe, especially when the owner of the shoe is a beauty, any man will be left speechless and tearless.

  "Hehe, time to get off." Tongtong finally revealed a triumphant smile.

  "Could Miss Qiancao be the murderer?" Tongtong still asked this question.

  "Not at all. She's so beautiful... haha." Sanqi looked at Tongtong's expression "Just kidding. I don't like that type. Whether she is the murderer or not, I don't know, but I do know she doesn't speak Chinese very well. On the other hand, Boben... let's go investigate him again."

  The two got off the car and rushed to Boben's residence. Although they knew he was not at home now, Sanqi insisted on coming to take a look.

  Another hour passed, and the two arrived at the scene of the case - Miss Cheng Zhi Ling's home. The two circled around the house a few times before sneaking in through the back door. Unlike Qian Cao's home, the decoration here was simpler and more monochromatic, but it emphasized the luxury of the decorations, the intensity of the colors, and the exquisiteness of the shapes, giving off an air of elegance and nobility.

  "San Qi, does this count as 'breaking and entering'?" Tongtong was still a bit uneasy.

  "We're here to investigate, don't think too much. Remember, nothing at the scene can be moved." Sanqi was wearing gloves on his hands and shoe covers on his feet, fully armed. After taking a look at Tongtong beside him, who was dressed in the same attire, he felt relieved and went inside.

  "Who?" A woman's voice reached the ears of these two. "You are......" A middle-aged woman in her forties walked out of a room.

  "You must be Lin Shu. We are... we are detectives. We've come to investigate the case of Miss Cheng Zhi-ling." San Qi's ability to think on his feet was put to good use. He and Tong Tong quickly transformed from "sneaking into a private residence" detectives to "investigating a case" plainclothesmen.

  "Didn't I tell you all already? What else do you want to ask?" Lin Sao was somewhat impatient and also a bit nervous.

  "We also need to understand some details."

  "This...alright, you two please."

  Sanqi confirmed the events described by Cheng Wenxi from Lin Shu's account. Cheng Wenxi arrived here at 8:40. Just as he said, at 9:30, Lin Shu made a phone call to Zhi Ling. Before the call even connected, she heard Zhi Ling's mournful cry. Wenxi entered the house and saw that Zhi Ling was already dead, then the police arrived.

  "Has Miss Zhi Ling been back home all along?"

  "No, I went to buy dinner ingredients at 8:20. Almost arrived here with Mun-hee at the same time."

  "Was Miss Zhi Ling the one who entered the meditation room after you left?"

  "It should be. It's her habit."

  "Has Mr. Cheng Wenxi done anything unusual?"

  "Hmm... no." Lin's wife seemed to suddenly remember something, "Oh! He didn't drink this time, he always drinks latte, but switched to Royal, does that count?"

  "Huh?... I guess so. Has anyone come by here recently?" Sanqi smiled awkwardly.

  "Except for Master Wen Xi, I remember a mysterious foreigner came here. Also, I always feel like someone is lurking around the house."

  "Take us to the scene of the crime now."

  The two followed Lin Shu to a circular room, which had no normal windows. There were only two small skylights on the slanted ceiling above their heads. The chandelier in the center of the ceiling was still tied with a rope that had a round loop at the bottom. The walls around them emitted a faint fluorescent glow.

  "Was there anything unusual when Miss Zhi Ling died?"

  "No." Lin's answer was very certain. "When the young lady died, it was truly terrifying. She seemed to be floating in mid-air. Her white nightgown appeared so bright under the surrounding white fluorescent lights. If not for the dark brown blood at the corner of her mouth and that eerie chill, she would have looked like an angel ascending to heaven."

  Sanqi couldn't believe that such poetic language came from Lin's mouth, it was really "don't judge a person by their appearance". "What does Miss Zhi Ling do every day after 9 o'clock?"

  "Let's watch TV. It seems like we're watching a program on CCTV-7."

  "CCTV 7? I remember it's a children's channel! Ni Ping is really bold ~" San Qi didn't know what to say anymore.

  "Huh?" Sanqi unintentionally saw a small wooden board under the bookshelf, picked it up and smelled it, then put it in his pocket. Then he asked Lin Sao: "The air window is so high, how do you open it?"

  "Press this." Lin said, pointing to the two buttons beside her. "Pressing the top one will open the window, and pressing the bottom one will close it." As she spoke, Lin demonstrated for Sanqi to see.

  "How long will it take you to leave here and report to the police?"

  "It should be less than a minute."

  Sanqi thought for a moment and said to Lin Sao, "Can you imitate that situation again?"

  Lin nodded "Okay."

  "Tongtong, you go with Lin Shu to make the phone call. Remember, nothing can be left out, try to recreate the situation as it was at that time."

  Tongtong accompanied Lin Sao to the living room quickly. Lin Sao picked up the receiver and pretended to make a call, describing the situation here in the briefest words. Immediately after hanging up the phone, she ran back again. At this time, only Sanqi was seen fiddling with her mobile phone over there.

  "What? You're back! So soon?" Sanqi looked surprised, and Tongtong saw it for the first time. "No way, did you guys overlook some detail? ...Like that, Tongtong. Do it again like just now."

  Tongtong didn't know what he was going to do either, but still went to talk to him. When Tongtong came back again, he saw Sanqi just happened to run to the door and press the window button.

  "Is that it? This... is too strange! It shouldn't be, right?" Sanqi fell into deep thought. Not long after, Sanqi suddenly exclaimed: "Ahh~ Can't think of anything! Giving up! Let's move on to the next topic. Lin Shu, what do you think about Zhi Ling and her siblings' relationship? Or rather, who has she had a falling out with?"

  "The young lady is a recluse and shouldn't have had any conflicts with anyone... Ah, yes! She did have a big argument with that foreigner once. But I don't know what they were arguing about. The young lady's relationship with Master Munhee is quite good, to the point where even before she became famous, there were rumors that they were dating! They share many habits, using the same shampoo, the same skincare cream, the same phone, and even the same wallet..." Lin Ajumma knows all these details like the back of her hand.

  "I get it! Tongtong, let's go to the police station right away." Suddenly Sanqi remembered something and said to Lin Sao: "I heard that your young master..."

  "I knew you'd ask about this." Lin said with a sigh "Actually, it's like this..."

  At 5:22 in the evening, Ouyang Xuan habitually glanced at his watch. He had not rested or eaten for a day and night. His body told him "this won't do", he still had no clue about this case. He rubbed his eyes, closed them to rest for a while.

  "Deputy Captain! Someone is looking for you and says they already know who the killer of Cheng Zhiling's case is." A police officer walked in quickly.

  At this time, a thought suddenly sprouted in Ouyang Xuan's mind: "Could it be him?!" Thinking of this, he said to the police officer: "Take me to see that person."

  "Captain Ou Yang, we meet again." San Qi smiled at him.

  "Do you really know who the murderer is?" Ou Yang Xuan still didn't dare to believe it.

  "This story is interesting, I'll tell you bit by bit later. The purpose of my visit this time is to find some evidence. If you don't let me, then I can only leave." Sanqi's mischievous smile revealed another side of the young man to Ouyang Xuan.

  "Alright, follow me." Although they were somewhat reluctant, the public opinion had indeed put a lot of pressure on the detectives over the past two days. If this young man could really crack the case, it was worth taking a chance.

  "It turns out that the deceased's head had also been hit by a blunt object... That makes sense." Sanqi was flipping through the case files, which included photos and text. Suddenly, Sanqi was drawn in by a particular sentence: "The deceased was three months pregnant at the time of death."

  "I understand!"