"I'll go to your house."

"Why are you coming to my house?" Xia Zhihuan asked.

"I want to consult Teacher Song about a case."

"My mother shouldn't be home right now."

"I can wait. I'll talk to you, or you can ask me to do any housework." Yu Muyang said.

Although Xia Zhihuan was disgusted, she still took Yu Muyang back home.

The two of them walked in together. Aunt Chen saw Yu Muyang and greeted him with a smile.

"What case do you want to ask my mother about?" Xia Zhihuan asked.

Yu Muyang took out a piece of A4 paper from his bag and opened it.

Xia Zhihuan's mouth twitched in disgust. Now there are people who come to her mother to ask for help with a case without bringing a complete set of files?

Just one piece of paper?

Yu Muyang is indeed an unreliable guy.

"Don't make that expression, Sister Huan. I want to take the entire set of files, but my dad won't let me."

"I stumbled upon this case by chance. It was an unsolved cold case back then. I can only write down the key points and then ask Teacher Song for advice to see if there are any clues. If I can find any, I can apply to reopen the old case."

"If I can't find any clues, this will just become an unbearable pain in my heart, and I'll be sad and worried forever."

"Shut up and speak normally." Xia Zhihuan kicked Yu Muyang.

Yu Muyang sat beside Xia Zhihuan cheerfully, "I'm very interested in this case and want to solve it."

"Show it to me."

Yu Muyang immediately handed over the A4 paper with both hands...