Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"The murderer is the river?"

The policemen read it out in unison.

"Is he a person with the surname He? Or something with the same pronunciation as He or He?"

"That's not right. Why do I feel like it's someone with 'River' in his name?"

"If you ask me, it should refer to the original meaning of 'river'. Isn't there a river in our county?"

Indeed, there is a clear river in Hongyong County. This river is not naturally formed, but is artificially created for flood control and irrigation.

Xinhe Magazine got its name from this, and its workplace was chosen to be on the riverside.

But no matter which explanation it is, it has nothing to do with Yuan's father, because there is no word "He" in his name.

Unless, he has an accomplice, that person is "He", and he is the main culprit of the murder, so "the murderer is He".

It was getting dark and no conclusion could be reached for a while.

"You two, why don't you go back today?" Xiao Zheng said, "You are tired, you should go back and have a good rest. Sister Chen, if there is any new progress, I will send you a message as soon as possible."

"Okay." Chen Peiwen said tiredly.

Captain Liu also said that since the kidnappers wanted them to know something, they would never kill her so easily, and he also assured them that Yuan Jiahao was still safe for the time being.

But his words only convinced Chen Peiwen, because Chu Yao knew that time was running out.

She only has fifteen days, and on the night after fifteen days, Yuan Jiahao will be killed.

Now, it is the thirteenth day since Yuan Jiahao disappeared, and there are less than seventy-two hours left.

Although they have found the riddle left by the murderer today, if they cannot solve the riddle, the murderer will still kill the victim.

Chen Peiwen noticed Chu Yao's serious expression and couldn't help but comfort him, "Don't worry too much. The police are very concerned about this case. Jiahao may just be locked up. She will be fine."

Chu Yao did not respond to her question, but asked, "By the way, cousin, do you know the police officer named Zheng?"

Judging from the way they seem to be so familiar with each other, they must have a deep friendship.

"Ah, him... When I came back here last year, he helped me a little. Later, he said he wanted to take his parents to Hong Kong City for a trip, so I worked as a tour guide for a few days." Chen Peiwen lowered her head, with shallow dimples on her cheeks. "We got to know each other after a few visits."

Being able to let such a busy person as her be a tour guide does not seem to be a case of "the King of Xiang is interested but the goddess is not."

"Don't think too much about it. We are just ordinary friends. Besides, I don't have any ideas." Chen Peiwen hurriedly explained.

"Officer Zheng is a very enthusiastic person. You said he even took his parents on a trip. He must be a filial child. Cousin, are you..."

Before Chu Yao could utter the word "concern", he suddenly bumped into a man.

The man was still cursing, but when he looked up and saw Chu Yao, he fell silent again and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Brother Xiang, I'm sorry! Look at me, I was walking without paying attention and I bumped into you. Ouch, your phone is still on the ground, let me pick it up for you."

Chu Yao was fine, but his cell phone was damaged and the screen was smashed to pieces.

The man returned the phone to Chu Yao respectfully, laughed awkwardly a few times, and said, "You are so generous. I have something to do. I'll leave first. I'll have dinner with you another day."