Wang Shen shifted his gaze from Xu Wen to the water glass on Song Mu's desk. "You, come here." Wang Shen waved to the police officer behind him again. Wang Shen picked up the water glass and glanced at it; there was about half a glass of water left. "Pour out the water from this glass separately, and take the glass along with it for testing."

After giving his instructions, Wang Shen glanced around Song Mu's counseling room again, a sense of loneliness creeping into his heart. Song Mu greeted his colleagues and returned to the police station alone. Wang Shen had just sat down in his office chair when his phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller's name, his eyebrows unconsciously rising slightly, and answered the call.

"Hey, what's up? How did you know? Okay, where are you? Alright, I got it." Wang Shen hung up the phone and rushed out of his office.

The signboard of Zhile Cafe remained unchanged, and the cafe, as usual, was deserted except for a few wealthy and leisurely people. As soon as Wang Shen stepped into the cafe, his gaze fell on a specific spot. Sure enough, Xu Xiaolin was already sitting in the corner, waving at him.

"Great writer, should I congratulate you first on finally surpassing Lin Su to become the number one bestselling novelist?" Wang Shen moved the chair in front of him and sat down opposite Xu Xiaolin. A cup of coffee, slightly steaming, sat quietly on the table in front of Wang Shen.

Xu Xiaolin glanced at Wang Shen, smiled, and closed her foundation case. She didn't answer, but instead picked up her coffee and took a sip, seemingly enjoying it. "It's only a matter of time before I surpass him. His novels, well, they're getting less and less inspired."

Wang Shen was somewhat surprised after hearing Xu Xiaolin's words. The Xu Xiaolin he remembered wasn't so sharp and outspoken. However, after a while, Wang Shen felt relieved; people always change. Wang Shen didn't respond to Xu Xiaolin's words, and like her, picked up his coffee and took a sip, pretending to enjoy it.

Wang Shen gently put down his coffee cup, his expression slowly turning serious. "Alright, let's talk about serious matters. You said you knew about the relationship between Xu Wen and Song Mu? Wait, answer another question first. How did you know about Song Mu's death?"

Xu Xiaolin smiled at Wang Shen, then picked up her phone, opened WeChat, and showed Wang Shen her chat history with someone.

Wang Shen glanced at the chat history and said angrily, "I'll deal with him when I get back."

"Hey! That's enough, it's not a big deal," Xu Xiaolin said to Wang Shen.

It turns out that when Xu Xiaolin returned to the police station with Wang Shen last time, she secretly added a young policeman on WeChat. This young policeman happened to be a fan of Xu Xiaolin's books. Coupled with Xu Xiaolin's beautiful appearance, he was captivated by her. The news of Song Mu's accident was also something Xu Xiaolin inadvertently overheard during a chat with the young policeman. The saying "even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman" is probably best illustrated here.

"Alright, I called you here this time to help you. Look how anxious you are, it's not like I revealed any clues to the case. If I didn't know the relationship between that woman and Song Mu, with you investigating like a headless fly, I don't know when we'd find out." Xu Xiaolin pouted at Wang Shen, took another sip of coffee to ease her melancholy at not getting a good reward for her good deeds.

"Then how do you know about the relationship between Secretary Song Mu and Song Mu? Did you already know Song Mu?" Wang Shen took the notebook out of his pocket again, holding a pen in his right hand, and looked at Xu Xiaolin with a serious expression.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Xu Xiaolin slammed her coffee cup down on the table, glanced at the notebook in Wang Shen's hand, then at the pen, a hint of anger flashing across her face. "I'm not your prisoner. What, are you going to take my statement? You've always been so straightforward, can't you be a little more subtle if you're going to take a statement? Record it or something?" By the end, even Xu Xiaolin herself was laughing. Xu Xiaolin deliberately avoided Wang Shen's words. Actually, because of Han Mo, Xu Xiaolin had indeed known Song Mu for a long time.

After listening to Xu Xiaolin's words, Wang Shen immediately put the notebook and pen back into his pocket. Then, he took out his phone, glanced at Xu Xiaolin, and quietly turned on the recording mode.

"Idiot!" Xu Xiaolin scolded angrily. "Alright, enough joking, let's get down to business. First, let's talk about Song Mu. I've met him a few times, mainly to investigate some things about my sister. To be honest, my personal opinion of Song Mu is that he's a pretty good man. A stable and high-paying job, handsome looks—he meets the requirements of most women. Until one time, he changed my opinion of him. He's simply a hypocrite!" Xu Xiaolin paused here, picked up her coffee cup from the table again, brought the side with the red lipstick mark to her lips, and took a sip of coffee.

Xu Xiaolin frowned slightly, put down her coffee cup, glanced at Wang Shen, and continued, "Once, I was holding a book signing event at a hotel. In the middle of the event, I went to the restroom and actually discovered that Song Mu and his secretary were going to check into a hotel room."

"Huh?" Wang Sheng had just taken a sip of coffee when he heard Xu Xiaolin's words and was so shocked that he almost spat it out.

"What's so strange about that? We're all adults, we're free to do what we want." Xu Xiaolin looked at Wang Shen's behavior with equal surprise, shrugged, and indicated that she couldn't understand Wang Shen's reaction.

"Since you say this kind of thing is normal, then why do you call Song Mu a hypocrite?" Wang Shen swallowed the half mouthful of coffee in his mouth, calmed himself down, and looked at Xu Xiaolin with a slight frown.

"Booking a hotel room is normal, cheating is disgusting," Xu Xiaolin answered Wang Shen's question ambiguously.

"What's the meaning?"

“Song Mu likes my sister, how could he go to a hotel with another woman?” Xu Xiaolin sighed and shook her head slightly.

The information provided by Xu Xiaolin corroborated Wang Shen's conjecture. The love letter Wang Shen found in Han Mo's file was likely the one Song Mu used to express his love to Han Mo.

“But my sister rejected him. Of course, he rejected my sister too.” After saying the last part, Xu Xiaolin’s eyes were filled with barely suppressed anger.

Xu Xiaolin looked at Wang Shen, her brows furrowed: "Do all of you men have a virginity complex?"

"Huh?" Wang Shen's face flushed slightly, not expecting Xu Xiaolin to suddenly ask such a question.

"Forget it. Anyway, Song Mu just thinks my sister is 'not clean' and doesn't meet his almost obsessive-compulsive standards. It's all that damn scarred guy's fault! But how clean is he himself? He still went to a hotel with his secretary. And as far as I know, Song Mu doesn't love his secretary at all. Men who have low standards for themselves but high standards for others are disgusting." After saying that, Xu Xiaolin picked up her coffee cup and took a big gulp of coffee.