There has finally been a new development in the case of He Feng's death.

Using this as an excuse, Nangong Jue entered Le Yao's house.

Because they needed to discuss the case, Le Yao led the person into the study, which was right across from her room and where she did her homework.

Nangong Jue glanced around the room, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Please sit wherever you like," Le Yao gestured, then personally poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her.

Nangong Jue sat down in the chair opposite the desk, reached out and picked up the test paper on the table and flipped through it. With just one glance, he knew that this girl was not very good at science, but he didn't say anything.

"What information did you get?" Le Yao didn't mind the other person looking at her test paper; it wasn't a secret that she wasn't doing well in her studies.

"The police have determined that He Feng's death was not a suicide, but a homicide."

"Are you really sure?" A light shone in Le Yao's eyes.

Nangong Jue nodded: "The police's previous inspection of the car revealed that the braking system had been deliberately tampered with, and they also found hallucinogenic substances in the bottled water inside the car..."

Who is the murderer?

“Perhaps you will still be disappointed.” Nangong Jue looked at Le Yao. “He was a mechanic at a repair shop. After the accident, he resigned and left Xiling City. He was just arrested in his hometown yesterday.”

"A repairman? Why is there another repairman?"

"The mechanic worked at the 4S shop. He was the one who served He Feng when she came to get her car serviced. He fell in love with her at first sight, but He Feng was indifferent to him. According to his confession, he confessed his feelings again before the incident, but was rejected. Moreover, He Feng said some humiliating things, which made him do something extreme in a fit of anger..."

"Bullshit!" Le Yao slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly. "Scapegoat, absolutely a scapegoat."

Nangong Jue looked at her calmly.

Frustrated, Le Yao grabbed a handful of her hair and started pacing back and forth in the room.

"Alright." After the other person had paced back and forth seven or eight times, Nangong Jue reached out and pulled him back. "Getting angry and irritable won't work."

Le Yao took a deep breath: "How about checking this person's background and family accounts..."

"The police have thought of everything you can imagine, and they've investigated everything, including all his relatives back home, but there's no indication that he's had any contact with anyone else. His finances are all normal, and besides, Yan Zimeng doesn't even know him..."

Le Yao closed her eyes briefly, then suddenly opened them: "Yang Jinxuan." Because of her arrival, everyone else, including Nangong Jue, distanced themselves from Yan Zimeng, but Yang Jinxuan remained steadfastly by her side. If she was the mastermind, then only Yang Jinxuan would help her without complaint.

Nangong Jue frowned.

"I know you brothers are very close, but, Nangong Jue, if you're no longer infatuated with Yan Zimeng, then you should be able to see things more clearly from the sidelines. Young Master Yang is absolutely..."

“I know.” Nangong Jue’s eyes narrowed slightly. “I’ve had people keeping an eye on it, but so far we haven’t found anything unusual.”

Le Yao slumped into a chair in frustration. It was an obvious truth, but without evidence, she could only watch helplessly as the murderer went unpunished. This feeling was incredibly frustrating.

“Alan…”

Le Yao waved her hand: "Don't say anymore, I understand. The law emphasizes evidence." She paused for a moment, then added, "But, can I see that repairman?"