Yang Shushu led the police around for a long time before they found the warehouse, but even during the day, it was pitch black inside. Looking at the sunken grains that were almost piled up to the door, Yang Shushu was a little worried. Where were they imprisoned in the first place?
The captain, a man of great experience, noticed every detail the moment he reached the door. He directed Bi Xia to take a copy of the shoe prints on the scattered grain at the door, and said to his subordinates, "There's only one person's footprint here. Go back and compare it with the suspect's."
Hearing the word "suspect", Yang Shushu felt uncomfortable. She turned her head and glanced at the captain with resentment. Their eyes met. The captain felt a little embarrassed and touched his nose: "Mrs. Mu, this is our rule. Mr. Mu is indeed a suspect now."
Then, to ease the awkwardness, he walked over to her side, looked up at the darkness with her, and asked, "Can you remember where you were at the beginning?"
Yang Shushu frowned and said, "Look for it."
As he said this, he used his hands and feet to climb up the stack of grain.
The captain was shocked and thought: Are all the young ladies from wealthy families so fierce nowadays?
"Hey, Mrs. Mu, these bags look like they're about to be weathered. You can't climb up..."
As a result, before the captain could say anything, Yang Shushu had already fallen down because she broke a bag, and the moldy millet inside gave her a moldy bath from top to bottom.
Yang Shushu sat on the ground in a daze for a while, then suddenly jumped up and spun around twice on the ground with a face full of rotten grains. "There's so much rotten grains here, and that person even left footprints. That means he must have spent some effort when he sent us in. He shouldn't be too far from the door."
After she finished speaking, her eyes sparkled as she looked at the captain. The captain couldn't bear the brightness and coughed twice, covering his mouth. "Uh...Mrs. Mu's idea is right."
In fact, I was thinking: It is really hard to be a wife of a wealthy family nowadays. They are so meticulous. I guess the life of a wealthy family may really be the same as what is shown on TV, with intrigue every day.
Soon, the captain gathered his subordinates to look for traces of human activity here. Yang Shushu also joined in. Although the grain bags here were almost weathered, not all of them were there. Everyone carefully searched inside with flashlights.
Yang Shushu seemed a little anxious. She felt that as long as she found the place where they first stayed, she should be able to follow her feeling and find the place where she fell and Mu Shi saved her.
At this moment, a police officer shouted not far from her: "Captain, there are two people's footprints in the dust here."
Hearing the sound, Yang Shushu hurried over, arriving faster than the captain. But just as she was about to move forward, she was stopped by the police officer: "Mrs. Mu, there's no evidence there yet, you can't go through."
Yang Shushu nodded in agreement, staring at the two sets of footprints, one large and one small, that almost overlapped in the dust, her eyes shining.
These footprints were enough to prove that she and Mu Shicang had been here. If they found those branches and matched them with the time of injury estimated by Mu Shicang during his injury examination, it would almost prove that he was not at the scene when the deceased was killed.
So, without waiting for the forensic personnel to come, she put the flashlight in her mouth and used her hands and feet to climb up the branches and trunks on the nearby grain stack.
Her energy, like a shot of chicken blood, startled the young policeman, who quickly pulled her aside and said, "Mrs. Mu, what are you doing?"
"Once I find this place, I can slowly crawl to the place where Mu Shicang was injured. I should be able to find it soon."
The young police officer was speechless. He could understand this anxiety, but—
"At least you have to take our people with you."
Yang Shu climbed halfway, looked back at him, and retreated silently. After the forensic personnel had finished collecting the footprints, she pointed upwards and said to the captain, "We should be able to find it from above there."
The captain and two forensics personnel climbed up the wood pile. Seeing their skills, Yang Shushu felt a little envious. She wished she had learned more from her master when she was working there.
But when the captain above saw her climbing up, he was stunned. Does the wife of a wealthy family still need to practice martial arts?
When Yang Shushu climbed up, the captain pulled her up. She said thank you, then looked around. There were several flashlights here. Although the light was not very bright, it was a big difference from the pitch black feeling they had at that time.
So she stood there, closed her eyes, and tried to recall the direction she had taken that night.
"It should be the left." She closed her eyes and didn't open them, her mind kept recalling every step she took that night.
The captain and the two forensics did not disturb her. One of them supported her to prevent her from falling. She recalled their route that night step by step.
Finally, her staggering steps stopped at a certain point, and she slowly opened her eyes: "It should be around here."
As she spoke, she began to wave her flashlight around, and the other three joined her. While searching, she reminded them, "There should be a fault over there. Everyone, be careful and don't fall in."
As she spoke, she took a step forward, and everyone heard "crack," "plop," and then "crack," followed by a short cry of pain.
The three big men ran over quickly and found that the fault she was talking about was right under her feet, but their flashlights were shining a little further away, making it dark under the lights. When she moved, she fell directly down.
This time, without Mu Shicang to catch her, Yang Shushu fell quite badly, her arm was scratched, and her foot seemed to be——
This kind of pain shouldn't be so unfortunate, right?
But Yang Shushu didn't care about that anymore. She picked up the flashlight that had fallen beside her, scanned it downwards, and then excitedly shouted upwards, "Captain, we found it!"
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Mu Shicang was acquitted that night. A bunch of media were waiting outside. He stayed in the police station for a day and a night. His hair was down and his face was a little pale, but he still looked energetic. Facing the media cameras, he smiled frankly, thanked everyone for their concern, and emphasized that he would fully cooperate with the police to catch the real culprit.
After the media dispersed, Wang, who had been waiting on the side, came up quietly and said, "Boss Mu, I'm so glad you're okay. I was about to call my uncle. He's an expert in criminal justice, so he's sure..."
"Let's go home." At this time, Old Master Mu and Mu Shifeng came over and interrupted Wang Qiaoran's words.
Wang Qiaoran saw that it was Old Master Mu and quickly changed the subject: "The chairman is very worried. If the chairman hadn't been here during the day, something might have happened to the company."
Old Master Mu glanced at her and said nothing. This time she consciously shut her mouth. Mu Shicang stepped forward to support his grandfather: "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I made you worry."
Mu Shifeng glanced at Wang Qiaoran and suddenly said, "You have to apologize not only to Grandpa, but also to your wife. She's in the hospital right now to help you find evidence. Shushu likes to do everything herself, and she doesn't want us to tell you."
Mu Shicang looked at his uncle and smiled. He didn't let him tell him about this. He felt that it was definitely not something Yang Shushu would say, but getting hurt in order to find evidence for him -
"Grandpa, I'm going to the hospital first."
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