Chapter 158 Super Cleaner Bravely Calls the Police
What price was paid?
Wen Yao shook her head honestly: "No, An Ruoruo was lucky this time."
If it weren't for the fact that the previous mission rewards included a [Fragment of the Heroine's Aura from an Old-Fashioned Novel], and that she had never encountered a situation where she needed to use this item, she really wouldn't know how to end things.
Thank goodness, she and An Ruoruo were both lucky.
Fu Jinzhi finally felt relieved. He casually tossed his suit jacket onto the hanger, his long, slender fingers massaging his temples, a hint of fatigue showing on his face.
Fu Jinzhi: "Yaoyao, perhaps we should return to China as soon as possible."
He came to F country to escape the chaos because of the frequent troubles in H country.
As a result, Country F did not spare them either.
Fu Jinzhi was unusually resigned to his fate. He sighed inwardly. In H country, he was the one who brought misfortune to himself, and in F country, he was the one who brought misfortune to Yao Yao. If he had to choose one, he would rather it be the one who brought misfortune to him.
Wen Yao was unaware of Fu Jinzhi's thoughts, and she looked at the messy living room with some worry.
The floor is fine, a quick mop will do, but it's such a shame that there's so much blood on this fabric sofa.
Fu Jinzhi rarely uses this property in France, but the furniture is all of high quality, with no cheap items.
Seeing Wen Yao's reluctance, Fu Jinzhi, who had originally planned to throw the sofa away, hesitated for a moment:
"I have the contact information for a 24-hour cleaning service at home. I'll go and contact them."
The fabric sofa is an elegant off-white color, and thankfully the bloodstains haven't completely dried yet.
If we wait any longer, and it becomes contaminated and seeps in, it will probably have to be thrown away.
Not long after, the night shift cleaning lady rang the doorbell with a bucket of cleaning supplies.
The cleaning lady was secretly delighted, as her recent schedule consisted of night shifts, from 10 p.m. to 6 a.m.
It's one thing to have to stay up all night, but the more important thing is that there are very few customers with needs during this time.
After all, it's rest time, who would choose to call a cleaner in the middle of the night or early in the morning?
Almost none.
In other words, she has only been receiving a basic salary recently, with no commission or tips.
When a rare call came in, the cleaning lady quickly gathered all her equipment, ready to show off her skills and amaze the employer.
The woman who opened the door for her was a beautiful Asian woman, wearing a loose satin nightgown, with a bright smile, and she seemed very approachable.
The cleaning lady felt more and more at ease. Even though she was a professional cleaner and not afraid of difficult employers, she still preferred kind employers.
Out of professional habit, the cleaning lady began to look around the room as soon as she entered the entrance hall. The shoes were neatly arranged, and the countertops were shiny and clean, without a speck of dust.
It was clearly cleaned by professionals recently, so it shouldn't be time to call a cleaning service.
The cleaning lady was right. This apartment is cleaned by a professional every day, but there was an unexpected incident today, which is why we had to call the cleaning service in the middle of the night.
Wen Yao led the cleaning lady into the living room and patiently explained in Y language:
"I won't bother you with the rest, but there's a broken picture frame in the center of the living room, and there are probably some pieces of glass that you'll need to clean up."
"The most important thing is the fabric sofa against the wall, which is stained with a lot of blood. I hope you can restore it with your skill."
From the moment she smelled the blood, the cleaning lady had a vague sense that something was wrong. When Wen Yao pointed to the fabric sofa stained with large patches of blood with a smile on her face...
The cleaning lady almost collapsed to the ground due to her weak legs.
Oh God, could she have stumbled upon a crime scene?!
The moment she finishes cleaning will be the moment she dies.
Just a moment ago, I thought the female employer's smile was gentle and kind, but now I can see a strong sense of unease.
The person in front of me seemed like some kind of psychopathic killer, the kind who would stab people again and again while smiling...
Wen Yao pleaded earnestly, "Please, I really love this sofa."
To the cleaning lady, these words automatically translated into, "Heh heh, if you don't clean this properly, I'll kill you!"
The cleaning lady was stiff all over, with fine beads of cold sweat on her forehead and goosebumps forming layers upon layers.
She forced a professional smile and stammered in English, "Yes, yes, madam, I swear on my life I will restore it to its original state!"
Wen Yao was stunned. It was just a sofa, why would someone risk their life for it? This level of professionalism is truly admirable!
She waved her hand: "No need, just throw it away if it's really not good enough."
The cleaning lady's pupils dilated in shock. What was she throwing away? Her body? Was she trying to kill her?
The cleaning lady rushed to the sofa and started working without wasting a second.
Wen Yao sighed inwardly, "How dedicated they are! Super cleaners, working hard to keep things clean, anytime, anywhere!"
Make sure Fu Jinzhi gives you a generous tip later.
Thinking this, Wen Yao went to the kitchen, got a glass of juice, and gave it to the cleaning lady.
The cleaning lady was so nervous that her fingers were trembling and she was having trouble using the brush, but seeing that Wen Yao and Fu Jinzhi weren't paying much attention to her, she gradually relaxed.
She's probably overthinking it. It's normal for large bloodstains to occasionally appear in the house, right?
Ugh! This just doesn't seem right!
The sound of a quiet conversation came from the next room, and the cleaning lady couldn't help but prick up her ears.
"*****"
"**, ******"
...
H language was like a foreign language to her; she couldn't understand it at all.
Instinctively suspecting something was amiss in that room, the cleaning lady tiptoed in after Wen Yao and Fu Jinzhi left.
"Oh my God!" The cleaning lady's eyes widened.
An Ruoruo was sleeping peacefully in bed, but she was too peaceful; her breathing was weaker than normal and she was completely still.
The cleaning lady lifted her blanket and immediately saw a large patch of scarlet blood on An Ruoruo's chest.
It really was murder!
The cleaning lady covered her mouth tightly with both hands, afraid that she would let out an uncontrollable scream.
She wanted to leave quietly, but her legs wouldn't obey her and got tangled together, so she ended up tumbling and crawling back to the living room.
Wen Yao and Fu Jinzhi opened the bedroom door when they heard the noise and saw the cleaning lady slumped in front of the sofa. They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Wen Yao hurried forward: "Are you alright?"
The cleaner stood up and said, "I'm fine, I can keep cleaning!"
Wen Yao was dumbfounded. Wasn't this a bit too dedicated?
She earnestly advised, "If you are really uncomfortable, we can send someone else."
The cleaning lady picked up a brush and scrubbed the sofa vigorously. "Don't replace me, I'm very good at cleaning!"
Wen Yao had no choice but to let the cleaning lady work hard.
She looked like she'd learned something new, and said in a light tone, "Jinzhi, who said people from France are lazy and unprofessional? Look at this cleaning lady, she's the epitome of a slovenly lady."
Fu Jinzhi smiled and agreed.
Seeing the two return to the bedroom, the cleaning lady gritted her teeth and ran to the bathroom. She took out her phone and quietly dialed the police.
"Hello, officer, I've stumbled upon a murder! The address is..."
So, at 1:30 a.m., Wen Yao and Fu Jinzhi were caught in bed by F country police who broke down the door.
At that time, the cleaning lady was pointing and whispering behind the police. There was witness testimony and physical evidence, but An Ruoruo, the only one who could prove their innocence, was still in a coma.
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