"Where? Where?" Pei Di squeezed through the crowd, looking downstairs.

Looking down from the air, the layout of the building below is clear at a glance; there is simply no suitable place to hide a body.

Li Wenhe looked at it for a while but didn't find anything wrong.

He glanced at the garbage disposal point for a moment, then quickly dismissed the idea.

Yunwu City has fixed times for garbage disposal, and the garbage is cleaned up very thoroughly every day. If there are any problems, they are discovered on the spot.

But if not here, then where?

Mingzhuo asked the manager, "Has your road been repaired here?"

The manager paused for a moment, "It wasn't road repair; the underground pipes were repaired before the Lunar New Year."

Mingzhuo nodded. "That's right, the body is hidden in the underground pipes."

Everyone: "!!!"

——

The group went downstairs, and Mingzhuo looked around and pointed to a certain spot, saying, "It's right here."

The manager hesitated. There had to be a reason to call the police, otherwise people would think they were crazy.

It would be foolish to start digging into a place just because of a few words from a high school student.

Could the master have misjudged him? Or was everything he experienced actually a scam?

The manager was still struggling with his inner conflict when he saw an elderly woman walking over.

The other person was well-dressed, with neatly combed hair, and took the initiative to start a conversation with Mingzhuo.

"Excuse me, what are you looking for?"

Wang Guixiang didn't know what was wrong, but she had been feeling uneasy all day.

Her husband said he would come here for dinner tonight, so she came here early to cook dinner.

I was cooking when I realized I was out of soy sauce, so I went out to buy some. I ran into a group of older women from the neighborhood chatting together.

Hearing words like "murder case" and "young girl," her heart skipped a beat.

As a mother of two daughters, she couldn't stand hearing such things.

Fortunately, her eldest daughter lives in another neighborhood, and she often goes over to help with cooking; she even met her yesterday.

The problem is that her youngest daughter had a falling out with the family and went to work in Beijing by herself, which is causing her some worry.

Thinking about the post her youngest daughter made on WeChat Moments this morning, she shook her head with a smile, feeling that she had come here somewhat inexplicably.

Just as I was about to make an excuse to leave, I heard the little girl ask, "Auntie, do you know a young woman wearing a classic Chanel-style jacket and a floral maxi skirt?"

Wang Guixiang was stunned. Her youngest daughter was wearing this outfit the day she left after arguing with her husband.

"How did you know?" Wang Guixiang pressed. "Are you looking for her? Where is she?"

Mingzhuo's eyes held a hint of pity: "She's down there."

——

Zhao Guoliang never expected that when he asked his wife to cook for their son-in-law to improve their meals, she would actually hire someone to dig up the hotel's sewers.

"What are you doing? Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?!" Zhao Guoliang rushed over and almost fainted when he saw his wife holding a shovel.

"Nonsense! Look at yourself! Come home with me right now!" Zhao Guoliang said angrily, grabbing his wife and pulling her away.

He said he'd come here for dinner tonight, and his son-in-law would definitely leave work early; it wouldn't be good for the other party to see that.

Wang Guixiang shook him off.

"The day Yuanyuan left, didn't you say you'd rather she just die out there?"

Zhao Guoliang's face immediately darkened. "Why did you bring up that rebellious daughter?"

His blood pressure was about to spike just thinking about his youngest daughter.

Zhao Guoliang's biggest regret in life is that he only had two daughters and no son to carry on his family business.

This almost became a source of anxiety for him.

A few years ago, Zhao Guoliang returned to his hometown as a representative of entrepreneurs to participate in a charity event, where he met Qian Yuze, a volunteer at the time.

The young man was refined-looking, spoke fluently, and was a master's student at Yunwu University!

After spending a few days together, the two became increasingly close, and Zhao Guoliang had an idea.

Upon returning home, he immediately arranged for his youngest daughter to go on a blind date with Qian Yuze.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuanyuan ran away from home and went to work in the capital, which almost made Zhao Guoliang furious!

Qian Yuze, on the other hand, fell in love with Yuanyuan at first sight and has been busy taking care of the elderly couple for the past two years, which is why their relationship hasn't ended.

The two finally tied the knot and got their marriage certificate before the new year.

The wedding hadn't even taken place yet when the two started arguing about buying furniture. Zhao Guoliang's mediation was useless; Zhao Yuanyuan was very temperamental and said she wouldn't come back once she returned to the capital.

Once he left, he never came back, not even sending a New Year's greeting via text message.

Zhao Guoliang said that his most beloved daughter was his youngest daughter. He gave her whatever she wanted and never let her lack anything materially.

Now that she's married, is it too much to ask her to be more sensible?

As a man with such a high level of education, Xiao Qian's willingness to let his first child take the surname Zhao is already a huge concession.

He came from a poor background and had only been working for a year, so he was inevitably struggling financially.

His daughter argued with him in public over the cost of the furniture; she was really being unreasonable.

He even ran away from home over this trivial matter and didn't return for several months, which made the Zhao family lose face.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guoliang still felt ashamed. "Alright, stop talking. Hurry up and go home to cook. Don't let Xiaoqian go hungry."

“Xiao Qian?” Ming Zhuo suddenly looked up, seemingly lost in thought. “He might just be a murderer.”

When the female ghost opened her mouth, the shape of her mouth looked like the Chinese character for "money".

Wang Guixiang's eyes widened suddenly, and her heart sank.

"How dare you spread rumors like that? Believe me or not, I'll report you to the school..."

"Shut up!" Wang Guixiang interrupted her husband loudly.

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