Chapter 159: It Must Be a Murder Case

"You, you come to work? Are you used to it?" Deng Xiuzhen didn't know what to say.

"It's a habit. I just think it would be nice to add one more person." Zheng Ying laughed.

Deng Xiuzhen followed all her suggestions, and naturally had no objection to Tan Yanlin's wish to hand over the store affairs to Deng Xiuzhen.

Zheng Ying brought it up, so Deng Xiuzhen asked her to find someone, and soon another person showed up. Her name was Xiaoqing, and she was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked ordinary, so it would be hard to find her in a crowd.

Xiaoqing is a man of few words. She works hard and never complains. She doesn't argue about how much work there is to do, but just does it quietly.

There were four people in the store, and sometimes Tan Yanlin helped out, so there were five of them. Zhu Shanshan and Xiaoqing were very agile and hardworking.

Deng Xiuzhen and Zheng Yingneng often get together to talk in private.

"What on earth do you want to do in my store?" After holding it in for two days, Deng Xiuzhen couldn't bear it any longer.

"I'm not young anymore, and I also want a partner. But I'm also afraid that others are only after my money and are not sincere." Zheng Ying blushed.

Looking at Zheng Ying's flushed face, Deng Xiuzhen was surprised to realize that Zheng Ying was actually just a girl, not even 30 years old. The fear and estrangement in her heart suddenly lessened a bit.

He spoke casually: "You are not trying to pretend to be poor to see if anyone would approach you for someone other than your money, are you?"

Zheng Ying nodded.

Deng Xiuzhen said hurriedly: "Isn't it because you have heard too many stories or watched too many TV novels? How can you have such thoughts?

Stop thinking like that! I tell you, even if you pretend to be poor, you can find someone you like.

But it is difficult to guarantee that he will start to pursue your money after finding out that you are rich.

Even if he himself doesn't want to, who can guarantee that his relatives and friends don't want to? If they instigate him, can you guarantee that there won't be a fire in your backyard?

Also, different classes and different living habits will lead to great differences in people’s thinking…”

"Then what should I do?" Zheng Ying took Deng Xiuzhen's words to heart.

Deng Xiuzhen replied: "Why don't you tell me about your relationship experience first, and then I can give you some advice."

Relationship experience?

Zheng Ying's face turned even redder.

I couldn't explain it for a long time.

Deng Xiuzhen understood that Zheng Ying was a love novice who looked like a 30-year-old but had only the relationship experience of a 13-year-old.

"Is there someone who you find pleasing to the eye, who makes you feel more at ease being with, and who you can talk to more casually?" Deng Xiuzhen asked in a different way.

"Yes!" Zheng Ying agreed quickly.

"Who is it?" Deng Xiuzhen asked.

"You, and my mother." Zheng Ying replied.

Deng Xiuzhen couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "I'm talking about men, men about your age!"

Man?

Zheng Ying racked her brains to find her memory.

"Thinking of what..." Before Deng Xiuzhen could finish her question, there was a sudden commotion on the street, accompanied by roars and howls.

The two of them rushed out and saw that a shop on the right was surrounded by people, and cries and roars were still coming from the shop.

Thinking that the family was quarreling, the two of them stood by the door and watched without going over.

After a while, several policemen came, along with a forensic doctor wearing a white coat and a police jacket.

The forensic doctor is here, so it definitely wasn't a quarrel. It's most likely a homicide.

The two looked at each other, then at Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing said tactfully, "It's busy over there, so there must be no one coming. You guys go ahead, I'll look after the store."

After finally squeezing into the crowd, the store was closed. The crowd was so crowded that the two could only see the goods in the store. Then they were almost squeezed into the door.

The policeman guarding the door glared and shouted, scaring the two men.

Deng Xiuzhen was afraid of causing trouble, so she quickly pulled Zheng Ying out.

I squeezed in and out, sweating all over, but saw nothing.

When I asked others, most of them felt the same way and had no idea what had happened.

The two of them returned to the store mumbling. Xiaoqing looked at them, pointed across the street, and said, "Go over there, you should be able to see it."

Deng Xiuzhen realized that she couldn't climb up to the roof, so she quickly asked the two of them to go and tell her when they had seen clearly.

Xiaoqing and Zheng Ying went out, but did not go to the opposite side of the murder case. Instead, they quickly climbed up the tree behind the murder case house, and when they looked out, they saw two bloody heads. The forensic doctor was surrounding the two people for examination.

A picture emerged in Zheng Ying's mind. She fell to the ground with a big hole on her head. Blood stained her head and the ground red.

In front of him were the smug smiles of Zheng Kai, Zheng Wei and the others, as well as Li Mingzhu's sinister eyes.

She was unwilling, but she couldn't stop the passage of life.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, a panicked and frightened face appeared in front of her.

She had no impression of the owner of that face, let alone who it was.

That person rushed out from nowhere. She only saw this expression and then her eyes disappeared.

Before she died, she seemed to hear the sound of fighting, and she seemed to hear Zheng Kai cursing: "Sean, you lunatic!"

Then she entered into endless darkness, and then she returned to junior high school and became Zheng Ying, who was only interested in self-protection and revenge.

And then we come to today.

Sean?

Zheng Ying murmured.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember the name or who that person was.

"Mr. Zheng, why don't you go back first and I'll go take a look at the situation?" Xiaoqing asked.

"Yeah." Zheng Ying nodded, jumped lightly, and landed steadily on the ground.

Xiaoqing jumped up, and after a few leaps, she reached the roof silently.

The green figure blended into the green roof without leaving any trace.

"Have you heard of Sean?" Zheng Ying asked this question without any expectations.

"Sean? I have some impression of this name." Deng Xiuzhen answered naturally, and then tried hard to recall.

Zheng Ying's eyes lit up.

"I've heard of two Sean's, one is an actor, the other is a video watcher..." Deng Xiuzhen wanted to say that she knew them from watching the video on WeChat.

Thinking that there are no short TV series now, he quickly changed the topic and said, "I have seen a story about a man named Sean. The girl he liked was killed, so he avenged her and then committed suicide.

I don’t know if this person really existed or if he just made up the story.”

Deng Xiuzhen remembers it clearly because the short video was extremely popular at the time.

The reason for the popularity is that the protagonist Sean is too perfect, meeting all the expectations of those brain-dead and love-brained people for a perfect man: rich, capable, resourceful, and infatuated enough.

Deng Xiuzhen’s brain wasn’t very good, so she read it many times and laughed a lot.

I have a deep understanding of this drama and I am naturally familiar with the name Sean.

Zheng Ying was stunned: The girl he liked was killed? Revenge? Suicide?

Does it have anything to do with me?

But I have no impression of this person. I really can't remember any other time we had any intersection except before his death.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Deng Xiuzhen suddenly had an idea and sat up straight and asked, "Is the person who died today related to Sean?"