As she guessed, Lu Ze interrogated the woman for a whole night and had a pretty good grasp of the case. However, as Zhou Heng said, it had been so long that the physical evidence was long gone. The video footage of the hotel where the two of them stayed was only saved for a week and was overwritten and could not be retrieved. In short, there was a lack of strong evidence. Xu Jiaojiao had also had a miscarriage due to Zhou Heng's beating. Although DNA testing of the embryo was possible, the other party insisted that it was an emotional dispute, making it difficult to convict the two of them. However, experienced investigators knew in their hearts that Xu Jiaojiao was framed and plotted against by the two of them. Lu Ze wanted to ask Li Shu if he had any solutions. He had heard that the previous major serial murder case was solved so quickly because of the information provided by Master Li. Li Shu didn't beat around the bush and said, "We have irrefutable evidence. Zhao Tianlei, Zhou Heng's accomplice, is a pervert. He's a good woman. He's harmed more than just Xu Jiaojiao. He records his actions so we can review them later. The memory card is in his safe." After saying this, Li Shu asked if Lu Ze was available. If not, she could help by having someone break into the safe, steal the card, and then anonymously hand it over to the police. This unconventional approach made Lu Ze's forehead sweat, and he quickly refused. As long as they had a clue, they could find a way to obtain evidence through legal means. Li Shu, as if knowing what he was thinking, warned, "Hurry! If we don't get it before 10 p.m., the evidence will be destroyed." Lu Ze's expression stern, but he thanked her and hurried off to work. Li Shu stayed in bed for a while longer, until 9 p.m., when he lazily got up and washed up. In the living room, the two ghosts each stared at their phones, their eyes and brows gleaming with joy. Hearing the sound, the two ghosts looked up. Ming Yuechen said happily, "Master, I posted a video yesterday, and my followers increased by 500,000 overnight." "So impressive? Let me see." Li Shu came over, and Ming Yuechen handed her the phone. The account ID was "Mr. Mei". The profile picture showed Ming Yuechen, dressed in white, playing the zither under a thousand-year-old plum tree, which was full of artistic conception. The video was set against the backdrop of the plum tree, with Ming Yuechen dancing with a sword in a sea of flying plum petals, accompanied by the cold and resonant sound of the flute. The whole video had an indescribable sense of desolation and loneliness. Alas. Li Shu couldn't help but sigh, thinking of the scene Ming Yuechen described when he died. Ming Yuechen had been dead for a thousand years, but he didn't know who his enemy was. On the night of the Ming family's accident, Ming Yuechen, along with the small courtyard where he lived and his beloved Ten Mile Plum Forest, were mysteriously sucked into an oil-paper umbrella and floated above the Ming family. From the umbrella, he witnessed with his own eyes the massacre of nearly a thousand members of the Ming family, with blood flowing like a river. Try as he might, he could not leave Meisan. He could only watch helplessly as his loved ones fell, the Ming family bloodbathed. Later, at the height of his rage, he was struck by a sword through the chest, killing him. When he awoke, he had become one with Meisan. Someone attempted to erase his consciousness and make him the spirit of Meisan. However, he seized the opportunity to escape. For a thousand years, Ming Yuechen fled, investigating the murderer, but made little progress. It was not until he met her and learned some secrets that he gained a clear direction. How could he let go of the vengeance of his family's annihilation? "Master, is there something wrong with the video?" Seeing Li Shu silent for a long time, Ming Yuechen approached and asked. "No, the filming and editing are excellent," Li Shu replied to the Divine Master. "Of course, don't you see who filmed this video?" Ming Yuechen smiled brightly and added, "Yuexi played the flute. Not bad, isn't it?" Li Shu looked at Tao Yuexi in surprise. "I learned how to play the flute for two days from a general when I joined the army, but I haven't played it since. If Senior Brother Ming hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten it." Tao Yuexi sighed. Li Shu didn't ask any more questions. He praised the two ghosts, went to wash up, and then took them downstairs to eat.
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