"Lu Zhiwei, are you willing to stab me?" Shen Jinmo suddenly smiled, holding her wrist and stabbing the knife into his shirt.
Lu Zhiwei knows Shen Jinmo too well.
He is extreme, cold, mean, and paranoid.
Wasn't he just trying to test whether she still had feelings for him?
How could she possibly comply with his wishes?
Lu Zhiwei gripped the hilt of the knife tightly and, following Shen Jinmo's force, pushed it forward as well.
Shen Jinmo didn't expect her to be serious.
His dark eyes widened slightly. He twisted Lu Zhiwei's wrist with his backhand and snatched the knife away as quickly as possible, throwing it under the seat.
"Lu Zhiwei, have you gone mad?"
How dare she?
Lu Zhiwei chuckled softly, "Didn't you tell me to stab him?"
“You…” Shen Jinmo’s veins bulged.
"Alright, I have things to do, you go play somewhere else. I'll talk to you later." Lu Zhiwei opened the car door and got out.
Shen Jinmo sat in the car, watching her petite figure surge into the crowd and run towards the police officers.
My heart immediately tightened; I thought she was involved in the suicide case, so I got out of the car and followed her.
Lu Zhiwei spoke with the police for a while, learned about the case, and then got into the police car.
Shen Jinmo caught up and forcibly pulled her off: "Lu Zhiwei, you can't just get into a police car like that!"
Lu Zhiwei gave Shen Jinmo a cold look: "Let go. Shen Jinmo, stop messing around! I'm working."
The police captain, who was in charge, smiled and shook hands with Shen Jinmo, explaining, "Mr. Shen, this Miss Lu is indeed an assistant we invited to help with the case."
"What can she do to help? She'll be lucky if she doesn't cause any trouble."
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