"Mujin, I know you're brave and capable. But you've read so many books, and you must have heard the saying, 'A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall.' We still can't let our guard down."

Knowing that Song Huaian was concerned about her, Su Mujin nodded quickly, "Dad, I understand everything you said, and I've remembered it all. I will definitely not put myself in danger!"

After hearing Su Mujin's assurance, Song Huaian felt a little relieved.

Chen Yuehua frowned. "I hope the two police officers can get to the bottom of this and catch the man as soon as possible. We'll do whatever needs to be done. I won't be at ease unless you go to work."

Su Mujin nodded and said, "I hope so!"

It’s not that she’s afraid to go to work.

I just don't want the murderer to go unpunished.

They chatted for a while before returning to their rooms.

After closing the door, Su Mujin sat down at the desk and took out a brand new notebook.

She suddenly wanted to write a diary.

In my previous life, there was a certain app to record my life. If I wanted to record something, I just had to open the camera.

But now, if she wants to record her life, she can only rely on a notebook and a pen.

After carefully writing down the date and weather, Su Mujin wrote down what happened the previous day.

Even after finishing writing, Su Mujin still didn't feel very sleepy.

It seems that this night is particularly sleepless.

...

Xu Zhaoying lay on the kang, tossing and turning like a pancake.

His whole body began to ache from lying down, but Xu Zhaoying still couldn't sleep, so he simply turned over and sat up.

no!

She can't sleep!

Xu Zhaoying looked towards the inner room.

Su Moli died on the kang in the inner room, but Song Liancheng acted as if nothing had happened and now sleeps there every night.

How did he sleep?

She lives outside, but why can't she sleep every day?

She wanted to go back, but Song Liancheng was unwilling to let her go.

Xu Zhaoying put on a cotton jacket, walked over and knocked on the door of the inner room.

After knocking twice, the door opened.

Song Liancheng's clothes were neatly put on, and it was obvious that he had not slept yet.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Song Liancheng said gently, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I can't sleep." Xu Zhaoying tried her best to suppress her anger. "Liancheng, when will you let me go home?"

Song Liancheng's eyes flickered. "Mom, didn't you care about me the most before? Why have you changed now? If you leave, I'll be the only one left here. Won't you feel bad?"

When Xu Zhaoying heard this, he felt very upset.

If you don't kill your wife, wouldn't you no longer be a human being?

[Third Update]