Quick Transmigration: When the Crazy Villainess Gets the White Moonlight Script

The female lead is powerful, ruthless, and stunningly beautiful—she stops at nothing to get what she wants. Sheng Wu, the Ghost King sealed beneath the Abyss of Ten-Thousand Ghosts, is cruel and ...

Chapter 140: The Devil Disguised as an Angel (34)

"Jimo Li, didn't you say you had some clues? Where are you?"

There was a burst of angry questioning from the other end of the phone.

In the study, Jimo Li, dressed in a black suit, meticulous, abstinent and cold, sat at the desk, holding in his hand a silver anklet that he found at the place where the perverted murderer last disappeared.

Of course, it is packed in a plastic bag.

He may have never come into contact with this kind of anklet before, but that day when Sheng Wu came to his house for dinner.

On her ankle is the exact same anklet!

There is a little red heart hanging on them.

It's not impossible for such things to happen by coincidence, but it just so happens.

While having dinner that day, Sheng Wu asked about the case.

He had already smelled a scent of crime on Sheng Wu, and as a criminal psychologist, he instantly suspected something.

Sheng Wu is most likely challenging him!

So early this morning, he went against his words with her last night and went to find her and contacted her again.

I want to ask her in person whether this case has anything to do with her.

However, what she said was a wake-up call for him.

He went to find her first. Wasn't it because he felt compassion and violated his professional ethics? When he asked this question, it would have been a work mistake as usual and he had alerted the enemy.

However, Sheng Wu's fearless attitude and the conversation that had been anticipated long ago had indirectly acknowledged her initial behavior towards him.

It was something that was planned long ago and done intentionally.

And that case is also closely related to her.

In the end, he left in embarrassment.

As soon as he came back, he secretly looked for clues about the anklet, but found that it was not a custom-made high-end jewelry, but just an ordinary imitation that could be bought in any boutique!

But Jimo Li understood that it was impossible for a rich lady like Sheng Wu to wear counterfeit goods, and her fearless conversation this morning also showed that she did not care about the exposed clue at all.

Because apart from him, no one could suspect that she, this kind and gentle girl praised by everyone, would be related to a perverted murderer.

Hearing the urging voice on the other end of the phone, Jimo Li raised his hand and took off his gold-rimmed glasses. His extremely dark pupils narrowed, and he finally spoke in a deep voice.

"The clue was wrong. It was just an anklet. There was no DNA on it, and the source was so wide that it was impossible to exclude it."

Hearing this, the person on the other end of the phone sighed helplessly, "No way, it's been so long, and we finally got a clue, why is it useless?"

After a pause, he added, "By the way, didn't you ask me to help you find other international psychotherapists? There are a few in City A."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jimo Li narrowed his pupils, his cold and hard face drooped slightly, and he was silent for two seconds.

at last.

"No!"

"Oh, no, you were so anxious last night..."

After saying that, before the man could finish, Jimo Li hung up the phone, turned it to silent mode, and threw the phone on the table.

Already very tired, he relaxed a little and leaned back in his chair.

The decoration of the study is also gray.

Especially when he was analyzing a case, he liked to lower the lights and draw all the curtains.

So now.

When Jimo moved a little further away from the desk, his handsome and elegant face was hidden in the darkness, and his deep and upright facial features became blurred.

However, those eyes, as thick as ink, were indeed extremely dark and bright, with a hint of sharpness and oppression.

On the wall panel in front of him was the painting that Sheng Wu left for him after they had dinner.

A little man dancing with only one leg, holding a small red love heart in his hand.

The bright red of the love heart was reflected in Jimo Li's deep and dark pupils, with a hint of scarlet.

......

After several observations, Shengwu found that Yas needed to soak in water every four hours, otherwise her fish tail would start to dry out.

Yas would also feel uncomfortable and restless, with her face flushed like a low-grade fever.

So after teaching Yas how to treat others in the living room on the second floor for a while, Shengwu carried Yas horizontally and took her back to the swimming pool.

Yas is not an adult yet, and because she appears in her female state, and her fish tail is about two meters high, Sheng Wu sat by the swimming pool and watched Yas's sparkling fish tail swaying in the water.

And she just threw the live fish into the swimming pool and let Yas jump up to catch it.

"Awoo!" He ate a fish about 20 centimeters long in one bite.

The two of them had a good time.

Yas also gradually let go of her resistance, or rather, she escaped the fact that she was a pet kept by Shengwu, and Shengwu was her master.

Just for a moment.

[Host, Sheng Jinquan has returned to the Sheng family.]

Upon hearing this, Sheng Wu, who was feeding the big fish with small fish, raised her eyebrows and looked cold.

What is the situation with Sheng Jin Quan?

He was still very weak, and nothing could be found. He could only hold on for the time being, occasionally attending to company matters. The company that had previously plotted against him had also been dealt with completely.

Hearing this, Sheng Wu stopped throwing the fish and stood up.

"Yasi, I'm going out for a while. Be good and practice speaking."

After saying that, she turned and left.

"Oh?"

Yas, who was in a cheerful mood just now, immediately spat out the fish in her mouth, swam to the edge of the swimming pool, and just as she lay down on the tiles, Sheng Wu pushed the door open and left.

Seeing this, Yas's happy face gradually dimmed, and there was a hint of loss and desolation in her eyes that she herself did not notice.

Her sharp fish ears moved, and then became a little listless.

Finally, Yas looked down at her huge and beautiful fish tail. The fish tail swayed and the water rippled. She suddenly felt that this thing was in the way!

Wuwu could just go out, but I have to rely on her to hold me even to move around in this room...

Awooo~ (╯︿╰), it would be nice if she had legs too, right? Then Wuwu could take me with her when she goes out...

Yas poked her fishtail in disgust.

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