Vitality and beautiful wife, where did Mr. Si escape?

An Yue cashed the check from the bank, and when the money arrived, she immediately transferred the agreed 50 to He Mengran.

Less than 2 minutes after transferring the money, He Mengran called. She frowned. Although she didn't want to answer it, she paused and answered He Mengran's call.

There was a smile in He Mengran's tone, "What? How did your money transfer so fast this time?"

"This has nothing to do with you," An Yue's tone was cold, "Shut your mouth firmly in the future, don't try to blackmail me with this again, it's a big deal."

He Mengran laughed even more happily, "Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person, we are people standing on the united front."

An Yue only smiled coldly, then hung up the phone.

She let out a long breath, with joy in her heart, thinking that she had silenced everyone who knew about it, except the man with the scar on his face.

A week ago, just after the press conference ended, a strange man approached her.

It was a middle-aged man with a long scar on his face. For An Yue who only valued beautiful things, that scar was extremely ugly. The man told her that he could help get rid of Tao An'an, but There is one condition.

The condition is to have a meal with him every week.

An Yue thought it was the man who admired her, but there was no trace of admiration for her in that man's eyes, as if he was looking at another person through her.

An Yue didn't believe that such a good thing would happen, so she agreed to the man anyway, and later, something happened to Tao An'an.

But when she went to find the man, the man was completely indifferent to the murder, as if it never happened.

An Yue knew that the man was not an ordinary person.

An Yue, who thought that this matter would be buried under the running water forever with Tao An'an's death, did not expect that reality would give her such a big reversal.

After returning from An's house, An Qi and Si Zhengnan did not go back to the Si family's mansion, but to their sweet little house.

Lying on the bed, An Qi kept replaying the scene in An's house just now in her mind, and she turned her eyes to the corpse search notice issued by the Jiangcheng police a few weeks ago, but she still didn't find out the identity of the corpse.

After all, Jiangcheng is so big, there are countless small towns, and there are countless villages in the small towns. Some people are even black households, and they have no files in the police station, so naturally they cannot be found.

It is even more difficult to find a missing person among the millions of people in Jiangcheng.

An Qi's fingers were on that Weibo post, with a lot of thoughts, and she clicked for a long time.

Si Zhengnan was lying beside her, with his head buried in the crescent of her neck. The strangle marks on the neck that had been strangled by An Yue had faded, but he still felt distressed.

His wife is not willing to hurt her, how dare others hurt her?

Si Zhengnan kissed the mark distressedly, tickling again and again, An Qi raised his hand to block his kiss.

He kissed her hand lightly, making An Qi giggle.

An Qi pushed Si Zhengnan, "Don't make trouble."

Si Zhengnan was a little annoyed, "It's because I didn't protect you well, don't meet her in the future for fear that you will get hurt, is she such an extreme person?"

An Qi snuggled up beside Si Zhengnan, "Don't worry, I'm fine," she held up her phone to show Si Zhengnan, "Look at this Weibo."

Si Zhengnan frowned, "Such cases happen every day, what's wrong?"

An Qi shook her head, and enlarged the photo to show him, "I always feel that this necklace is very familiar, it seems to be Tao An'an's necklace."

"I want to go to the police station to see if the corpse is Tao An'an."

The next day, Si Zhengnan drove An Qi to the police station. Because it was a working day, the police station was extremely busy. When he was free, no one noticed Si Zhengnan An Qi. When he heard that they were here to identify the body , immediately ran in and called someone out.

The one who came out was the team leader in charge of the case. The team leader took the two of them to the archives room before he took out the photo of the original corpse.

Speaking of the first time they found the corpse, the corpse was swollen, and the rotten smell from the body attracted many flies to circle around it. The face of the corpse was swollen, and it was impossible to recognize the original appearance.

After many days of technical repairs, they barely synthesized the appearance of the corpse before it was alive.

While listening to him, An Qi took the composited photo and looked at it carefully. The composited photo was different from the reality, but it was still easy to see that it was Tao An'an's face.

Comparing the post-mortem photos where the facial features are completely invisible, and looking at this composite photo, one has to sigh the loss of a fresh life.

An Qi's heart sank, it turned out that Tao An'an was really dead.

After recognizing Tao An'an, their faces darkened.

If Tao An'an really died, then An Yue, who had a dispute with her, must be inseparable.

Not only An Qi, but even Si Zhengnan was shocked.

He thought that An Yue was just a little jealous, but he didn't expect that she might have something to do with the case.

Once the identity of the female corpse was clarified, the original foggy case suddenly became clear.

Because they were witnesses, Si Zhengnan and An Qi were temporarily left at the police station, and the police station notified Tao An's parents to come over.

Within an hour, the parents came over.

Although Tao An'an's home is in Jiangcheng, it is in a poor town. Although he is usually flamboyant, his parents are a pair of farmers.

The parents were diligent and honest in the small town, and the daughter stayed with them at home the day before the accident, but was suddenly told that her daughter had died by the lake.

How big should the blow be.

They were a pair of plainly dressed peasant couples. They were wearing white-washed farm clothes. The trousers were knotted and rolled up, revealing their muddy feet. Their hair was also messy. Many people who came to file the case covered their noses and looked at them with disgust.

But they didn't seem to feel it at all, and they walked tremblingly supporting each other. The skin on their hands was dry, like a piece of skin connected to the blood vessels on their hands, and the dirty nails were swimming with blood. The dirt on his hands seemed to never be washed clean.

His father had protruding cheekbones, and he was as skinny as a skinny person, while his mother, with a kind of old-fashioned puffiness, limped when walking, and her muddy shoes dragged the clean police station ground forward. Later, it was stained with a lot of mud footprints.

The couple's faces were haggard, and the mother's bloodshot eyes seemed to still be shining with crystal tears.