The whole world knows that Mr. Ji is chasing his wife

If something happens in this studio, Mrs. Kuo is afraid that Detective K won't help her investigate the matter in the future.

After all, I have looked for so many private detective agencies, but this one is the only one with reasonable prices and high efficiency.

Jiang Di also looked around the studio in confusion for a week, but still couldn't see the shadow of God K.

"Where have people gone?"

Just as she was mumbling, God K slowly walked out of a small room.

When he saw the three women in front of him, he was obviously startled.

"How did you... arrive at the same time?"

As soon as God K finished speaking, he was instantly killed by Jiang Di's eyes.

"You have the nerve to ask."

Jiang Di angrily picked an apple he bought on the road and threw it in the direction of God K.

"You made appointments with so many people, and then turned off your phone to avoid seeing them. What do you mean?"

"I……"

Faced with Jiang Di's accusation, God K was speechless.

He glanced at the two women standing behind Jiang Di, who also looked at him with somewhat reproachful eyes, like two tigresses.

God K took a breath and quickly explained: "My mobile phone is out of battery, and I have been looking for the charger inside!"

"Really?" Jiang Di raised his eyebrows and looked at God K.

"It's really true!" God K nodded firmly and pointed to the room inside. "If you don't believe it, you can go inside and take a look. Your phone is still charging!"

"Ok."

Jiang Di curled his lips and stopped arguing with God K.

Seeing Jiang Di's expression soften a bit, God K actually gained a bit more confidence.

He straightened his back and asked Jiang Di: "Boss, we have known each other for so long, when did I ever lie to you? Now you don't even believe me, tsk tsk... it's really chilling."

Jiang Di was about to say that it was because of his delay in showing up that he was mistaken for the mistress.

But before she could speak, the two people behind her rushed to greet her.

"Detective K!" Mrs. Kuo's voice was very bright, and she raised her voice and asked urgently: "Where is the mistress? Is she here?!"

God K was a little dizzy from Mrs. Kuo's excitement.

"Mistress? What mistress?"

Mrs. Kuo was also stunned for a moment, stood in front of God K, and asked: "Didn't I tell you before that my husband makes sneaky phone calls every day, and I suspect he has someone outside?"

"Oh...yes, yes!" God K nodded and said, "That's what happened."

"So..." Mrs. Kuo's eyes swept around the studio, "Where is the mistress?"

"There is no mistress." God K shook his head and replied.

"What?" Mrs. Kuo was stunned on the spot, "Detective K, you... didn't find the mistress, so why did you call me to come? You also said that you wanted to meet with me if you found someone."

God K suddenly understood.

"Mrs. Huang, you misunderstood!"

The wealthy lady frowned in confusion and said, "What did I misunderstand?"

Before God K could explain, another old woman grabbed God K's arm excitedly and asked, "Young man, there's me too! You said you found my long-lost daughter, when will she come?"

The two women were arguing in front of God K, making God K feel dizzy.

"Two! Two!"

God K raised his arms and shouted loudly to cover their voices.

"How about we sit down and talk slowly first?"

God K pointed to the long table in the middle of the studio hall.

"also."

Mrs. Huang and the old woman nodded one after another, then walked to the long table and sat down. Their eyes stared at God K eagerly, never moving away for a moment.

"Cough cough!"

God K cleared his throat, changed his usual carefree image, and his expression became extremely serious.

"Let me tell you about Mrs. Huang first."

Mrs. Huang couldn't help but clenched her fingers and asked: "How's the situation? Detective K, that woman doesn't want to come to see me, does she want money? Tell me, how much does she want to leave my husband!"

God K stretched out his hand to stop Mrs. Huang.

"Mrs. Huang, I told you that you misunderstood."

After saying that, God K placed a few photos on the table.

"Your husband has been sneaky recently and did something behind your back."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Huang became angry.

She slapped her hands heavily on the table and said bitterly: "This Huang Dashan is really nothing! It's a shame that I have been with him for so many years. He treats me so well on the surface, but he turns out to be secretly..."

As she said this, Mrs. Huang couldn't help crying.

"I know that men are not good at anything!"

When he heard this, Jiang Di, who was sitting nearby, nodded in sympathy.

"Wha...what?!"

God K felt that he was offended.

"Men also have good things! No, there are also good men!"

He first cleared his name, and then went on to speak for Mr. Huang.

"Mrs. Huang, stop crying, you have to listen to what I have to say first!"

God K quickly fished out a pack of tissue paper from under the long table and handed it over.

Jiang Di had to sigh at God K's thoughtful service and cast an admiring look at him.

God K approached Jiang Di, covered his mouth and explained in a low voice: "Most clients entrust me to find mistresses, and they will cry when they find them. Things like paper towels are a must-have."

Sure enough, Mrs. Huang took the tissue paper handed over by God K and applied it to her face one by one.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Seeing Mrs. Huang crying so sadly, God K immediately took out a few more photos and placed them on the table.

"Mrs. Huang, although Mr. Huang did do something without telling you, he didn't go to see any woman, so there was no mistress!"

"Ah?" Mrs. Huang suddenly stopped crying, sniffed, and repeated what God K said, "There is no mistress...?"

"correct."

God K pointed at the person in the photo, "Look, every time Mr. Huang goes out, he sees only men."

"man?!"

Mrs. Huang's originally calm mood suddenly became excited again.

"He...he can't be...broken sleeves, right?!"

God K, who was drinking water, suddenly choked and coughed so much that he almost lost his breath.

"No, I said..."

God K looked at Mrs. Huang helplessly, "Can't you think of something good? Why do you always guess in the bad direction? Are you so insecure? What's wrong between you and Mr. Huang? Are you so unsure of your feelings?"

After saying this, Mrs. Huang's expression was stunned for a while, and then her eyes became wandering.

She lowered her head slightly and whispered: "I trusted him a lot in the past. At that time, we were just setting up a stall outside and doing a small business. We didn't have much money, but he was very good to me. I lived a very steady life every day."

"Later, by chance, he met a big boss. The boss took him to start other businesses. Gradually, the business grew bigger and bigger. He had money to buy me gold and silver jewelry. We moved in I bought a big house and hired a nanny, so I no longer have to be exposed to the smell of cooking fumes.”

God K listened carefully to what Mrs. Huang said, clapped his hands and said, "Look, isn't this good!"

"But..." Mrs. Huang pursed her lips, "It is said that men will become bad when they are rich. He has more and more social activities, and he often comes home drunk at night."

"When you drink in a place like that, you don't have to think about it. Many young girls will be invited to accompany you."

"It's good to have money, but at the same time, the sense of security is gone. I became suspicious and sensitive. Every time after he fell asleep, I would check his coat for a long time to see if there were other women's hair. Silk, lipstick, perfume.”

Mrs. Huang put her hands on the table and grabbed her hair with a painful expression.

"I feel like I'm going to have a nervous breakdown!"

God K and Jiang Di looked at each other and suddenly understood Mrs. Huang's mood.

"Put aside your suspicions first."

Jiang Di held Mrs. Huang's hand and helped smooth her hair.

"Since you have come to the detective to help you investigate, then be patient and listen to the truth. It is not good for your health to keep consuming your emotions internally."

Mrs. Huang raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Di, thinking that she had mistakenly thought that she was the mistress who seduced her husband, but now she comforted herself.

"I'm sorry." Mrs. Huang's tone was full of guilt.

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Di smiled softly, "Let's listen to what the detective has to say."

God K finally found an opening to interrupt.

"Okay, okay. Mrs. Huang, please listen to me first this time!"

God K pointed at the other man in the photo and said, "The man your husband met secretly is called Huer Moss. He is a fellow traveler with me and is also a private detective."

"Also a private detective?" Mrs. Huang was a little confused, "Why did he want to find a detective?"

"because of you."

God K took out his mobile phone and showed Mrs. Huang some chat records.

"Although Huermos and I are colleagues and have a certain friendship. But in our industry, protecting customer privacy must be the first priority. I first went to him to inquire about what Mr. Huang was investigating in private. But Hummus was not willing to reveal it to me at all."

"I had no choice but to offer to exchange orders with him. I transferred the simple and high-priced order to him, and then I got Mr. Huang's order in exchange."

"Mrs. Huang." God K's expression became extremely serious when he got down to business, "You were separated from your parents when you were a child, and you were picked up by a pair of farmers, right?"

"Yes...how do you know?"

As soon as she asked the question, Mrs. Huang suddenly reacted.

God K is a private detective. As long as he wants to know, there is nothing he doesn't know.

Mrs. Huang frowned and said, "I paid you to investigate my husband, why did you still investigate me?"

Faced with Mrs. Huang's confusion, God K was not angry.

"This is because I took Mr. Huang's order."

"The reason why he went to the private detective in secret was to help you find your biological parents."