Chapter 65 Investigation

Zhang Xiaoyu has always believed in Jiang Wu, but he was puzzled by Jiang Wu's suspicion of the girl named Yingying and the fire in the apartment. He couldn't understand why an ordinary female college student wanted to harm Jiang Wu and how she could set the fire through a cotton doll.

"Was it white phosphorus? Did she see the air spontaneously combust? But she opened it and looked at it for a long time. If it was white phosphorus, it would have burned up long ago."

He looked at Jiang Wu hesitantly, "I don't think it has anything to do with Yingying."

Jiang Wuyi was stunned. No one would think that in this materialistic world, there would be someone who could use a spell to set fire and injure people from thousands of miles away. It was normal for Zhang Xiaoyu to doubt his own judgment.

Unfortunately, he couldn't tell Zhang Xiaoyu about these things that went beyond the ordinary worldview, nor could he reveal more about the existence of the Siming Clan.

"Let's check it out."

"All right."

Zhang Xiaoyu smiled comfortingly, "You have no clue anyway, just check it out, I'll accompany you!"

Although he said so, Zhang Xiaoyu had only seen the girl once and couldn't tell what she looked like, so the two of them went to the coffee shop where Zhang Xiaoyu and Yingying met to see if the surveillance cameras there had captured anything.

The owner of the coffee shop was not there, and there was only a clerk watching over the store. He said that there were no surveillance cameras inside the store, only outside the store, but without the owner's consent, they could not be shown to others, unless the police came to ask for it.

While the two were discussing a solution, the manager of the coffee shop came back. She was a tall girl with shoulder-length hair. After listening to what the clerk said, she stared at Jiang Wu for a while, then nodded and actually agreed.

Jiang Wu was a little surprised, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The female manager looked at him again with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

With the boss's approval, the clerk immediately checked the surveillance footage outside the store from yesterday morning and quickly found the footage of Zhang Xiaoyu and a girl entering the store together. However, due to the angle of the camera, only the girl's head and side profile were captured, so they could only check the footage of the girl leaving the coffee shop.

"I could only see his back, and then he got into a taxi." Zhang Xiaoyu stared at the surveillance screen on the computer with worry.

Jiang Wu suddenly asked, "Can you see the license plate number of the taxi clearly?"

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, "Yes! If we find the taxi, we can also find the person!"

The two were absorbed in their research. The female owner of the coffee shop, who was standing by and watching, glanced at them from time to time. Finally, she set her eyes on Jiang Wu and asked hesitantly, "Um, may I ask if you are Jiang Wu?"

Jiang Wu didn't expect that someone would recognize him. "Well, hello."

"Hello, but..." the female boss asked cautiously, "Aren't you dead?"

“…”

The two people who had buried their heads raised their heads and looked at her at the same time, "Huh?"

The female boss hurriedly said, "It wasn't me who said that. It was the Internet that said your house caught fire and you and your assistant were—"

Zhang Xiaoyu immediately searched online, without even searching for keywords, he saw the entry #姜无火災死#. He clicked on it and saw the video of Jiang Wu rushing into the fire.

The camera was a little shaky, and Jiang Wu's face couldn't be seen clearly, but the person filming the video could be heard talking in Linhai dialect, saying things like "This person is called Jiang Wu, he's a little star," "He's my upstairs neighbor," "There's another one inside," and "I'm afraid he won't survive."

Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a moment, "…It's the man who raised Teddy on the fifth floor. I recognize his voice."

Jiang Wu also had some impression of that person. He met him in the elevator. That little Teddy was more annoying than his owner.

"This video is incomplete. There is still the second half. My assistant and I are fine."

Jiang Wu explained to the female store manager and thanked her for showing them the surveillance video. The two of them took a photo together.

Zhang Xiaoyu was speechless about the rumormongers online. He had planned to wait for the store manager to post the photo so that netizens would know that Jiang Wu was alive and well. However, Jiang Wu specifically asked the female store manager not to post the photo until the matter was clarified in a few days.

Zhang Xiaoyu was very puzzled. If he didn't clarify, his fans would hold a cyber funeral for his brother.

"No hurry, let's find the girl first."

Jiang Wu looked at the taxi license plate number on his phone, thinking about how to get the taxi platform to cooperate with him. After a while, he sent the license plate number and surveillance screenshots to Han Zhong, asking him if he could find the girl's information.

Han Zhong didn't reply for a long time. When Jiang Wuzhen gave up hope, his phone suddenly rang. The caller ID showed: Han Zhong.

He answered the call, and Han Zhong's deep, steady voice came from the other end, "Is it related to the fire?"

Jiang Wu: “Yeah.”

"good."

Jiang Wu was a little surprised. Even Zhang Xiaoyu thought he was overthinking it, but Han Zhong, a rational man who hated any gods or ghosts, agreed without even asking about the connection.

Han Zhong didn't say anything and didn't hang up. The two of them listened to each other's breathing through the phone. Jiang Wu suddenly thought of something and added, "I'm almost done here. I can go back soon."

"Well, I'll have someone pick you up."

"good."

The two of them tacitly did not mention what Jiang Wu had said before, that he didn't need to send anyone to pick them up. After agreeing on the location, they hung up the phone.

Zhang Xiaoyu was listening nearby. When Jiang Wu mentioned that he would be back soon, he suddenly remembered something important. "By the way, Brother Jiang, where did you stay last night? Was your ID card burned? You can't stay in a hotel."

"I'm staying at a friend's house." Jiang Wu said.

"Really?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked at him suspiciously. He knew that Jiang Wu didn't have many good friends in Linhai, otherwise he wouldn't have been so miserable when he was hacked before. "You're not going to sleep in the park, are you?"

His guess was so accurate that Jiang Wu felt a little guilty, and he said hurriedly, "No, I knew that friend a long time ago, and I just found out recently that he was also in Linhai. I stayed at his house yesterday."

Zhang Xiaoyu was half-believing and half-doubting. Although Jiang Wu didn't change his clothes, he looked very clean. It was obvious that he had taken a shower, and the scent of the shower gel and shampoo he used was quite high-end.

"Brother Jiang, don't lie to me. My aunt is still your fan. If you have no place to live, you can come over."

“…I actually have a place to live.”

Jiang Wu said helplessly, "My friend will come to pick me up in a while."

Zhang Xiaoyu was still worried, so he waited with him on the roadside for more than half an hour before a black SUV arrived.

"Big G..." Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he said in shock, "Brother Jiang, who is your friend? Why is he so arrogant?"

Jiang Wu didn't know much about cars, but he remembered that Han Zhong's car was a black Maybach. Just as he was about to deny it, he saw the black G-Class slowly stop in front of him. The window rolled down, revealing Rong Anzhou's familiar arrogant and wild face.

Jiang Wu frowned, "Why is it you?"

"They're both busy. What? Do you think I want to pick you up?" Rong Anzhou leaned his arm against the car window and glanced at the two of them nonchalantly, then raised his chin and said, "Get in the car."

Jiang Wu reached out to open the car door, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaoyu, who whispered, "Brother Jiang, this guy doesn't look like a good person. Are you sure your friend is trustworthy?"

"Hi hi hi?"

Rong Anzhou patted the car door with his big hand, glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu with his three white eyes, and said impatiently, "I'm not deaf, I'm listening!"

Zhang Xiaoyu shrank his shoulders in fear and held Jiang Wu's hand even tighter.

Jiang Wu said calmly, "It's okay, he can't beat me."

“…”

Rong Anzhou rolled his eyes and withdrew his arm.