Upon seeing Shen Jinmo enter, Liu Changqing immediately closed the image on the computer screen. "President Shen, we will find Miss Xia as soon as possible, please don't worry."

"This photo wasn't provided to you as a missing person photo. How did you get it?"

The photo on the computer is of Xia Wanying when she was a child, as the eldest daughter of the Xia family, wearing a white princess dress, looking youthful and beautiful.

"We cannot disclose details of our case investigation, Mr. Shen. You should go back now."

"Okay, then let me ask you one question: what did you want to see Lu Zhiwei about tonight?"

"To be honest, there's been a new development regarding the death of Ms. Lu's grandmother. We received a tip-off video. Someone filmed in the building opposite the nursing home's inpatient department on the day of the incident. A person resembling Ms. Xia re-entered the old lady's ward one minute after the power was turned on, and then came out again one minute later. That one minute is enough time to commit the crime. From the time the power is turned on until all the surveillance equipment is connected to the network and working normally again, it should take about one minute. The perpetrator used that one minute gap to complete the murder."

"You mean... the murderer is Xia Wanying?" Shen Jinmo asked incredulously, his eyes bloodshot.

“Further testimony is needed. I originally planned to summon Miss Xia again tomorrow morning, but she has disappeared. We will cooperate with you to find Miss Xia and then interrogate her…”

Leave the police station.

Sitting in the car on the way back to the old house, Shen Jinmo looked tense.

Then, he took out his phone and called Lu Zhiwei.

I dialed for a long time, but the other party didn't answer.

"Lin Jing, change course and go to the Lu family."

A black Maybach parked outside the carved iron gate of the Lu family's residence. The streetlights cast their glow, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Shen Jinmo lit a cigarette and smoked it. The white smoke rings drifted out, making his cold and stern face appear even more indifferent.

Lin Jing had been exposed to secondhand smoke in the car for more than half an hour and couldn't take it anymore. Although he was a special assistant, a special assistant's life was still a life.

"Mr. Shen, how about I risk getting hit by a broom and ring the doorbell?"

"You should have said so sooner."

"..." Lin Jing got out of the car with a forced smile and went straight to ring the doorbell.

After pressing the buttons a few times, the butler saw a figure outside the monitor and shouted, "Get out of here, you Shen family!"

Lin Jing, having been turned away, scratched his head and returned dejectedly.

He wasn't surnamed Shen either, so he was also disliked.

Shen Jinmo had anticipated this treatment. He picked up his phone and sent Lu Zhiwei a WeChat message: "[Come downstairs, I need to talk to you.]"

Lu Zhiwei, who had been soaking in the bathtub for more than half an hour, had just changed into her pajamas and picked up her phone from the table, where she saw missed calls and messages.

She glanced out the bedroom window and saw the familiar black Maybach parked outside the gate, showing no sign of leaving.

Shen Jinmo is a man who never gives up until he achieves his goal.

Lu Yunsheng had already gone to bed. If he lingered outside the door for too long, he would surely cause trouble for the Lu family again.

Lu Zhiwei took a casual loungewear set from the closet and put it on. Her short hair, which was covered by a shower cap, fell loose and she casually tossed it before going downstairs.

In the past, every time she saw Shen Jinmo, she would make herself look beautiful and exquisite, showing him her most charming side as much as possible.

Now that I don't care anymore, I'm living a comfortable and carefree life.

When Lu Zhiwei stood in front of Shen Jinmo, she was wearing cotton slippers and loose-fitting pajamas, which made her figure look even more petite.

Shen Jinmo opened the car door and invited her, "Let's talk in the car."

In early April, the nights were still a bit chilly.

Lu Zhiwei crossed her arms, preferring to stand in the evening breeze: "Tell me what's wrong as soon as possible, don't keep me from getting my beauty sleep."

She didn't want to get in the car, and Shen Jinmo's leg injury hadn't healed, so he couldn't get out. The two of them could only talk through a car door.

"Is there any new progress in your grandmother's case?" he asked hoarsely.

"Hmm," Lu Zhiwei replied coldly.

"Is it related to Xia Wanying?" he asked again.

"The investigation is still ongoing."

"She's been kidnapped." Shen Jinmo stared at her silently.

His eyes held a probing, probing quality.

"You suspect that I kidnapped her?" Lu Zhiwei raised her voice, her anger surging forth.

"No, I believe it wasn't you." Shen Jinmo's thin lips parted slightly, his voice cold yet firm.

This was the first time he had so firmly chosen to believe her.

Belated conviction is not worth mentioning.

Whether he believes her or not is no longer important to her.

"Just tell me straight, what do you want me to do?" His soft words were definitely for a purpose.

Shen Jinmo picked up the tablet from the back seat and played the surveillance video of Xia Wanying's kidnapping for her: "Help me draw the face of this masked man."

Lu Zhiwei felt a dryness in her throat and gave a light chuckle.

He chose to believe her ultimately because she was of use to him and could help him find Xia Wanying's whereabouts as soon as possible.

“Nighttime is not my working hours.” Lu Zhiwei turned and left.

"Consider it a favor I owe you." Shen Jingmo's thick eyebrows furrowed, his voice low and hoarse, almost pleading.

The arrogant and haughty Shen Jinmo will only bow down to his white moonlight.

Lu Zhiwei shook her head and chuckled, "Have you ever thought about why she would climb over the wall and leave the Shen family's old house so late at night? Was she really kidnapped, or was she afraid of being sent to the Supreme Court and staged a kidnapping herself?"

Shen Jinmo withdrew his gaze, his grip on the tablet tightened, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

"She's a patient! How could that be?"

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