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Yeh Tung-Chien once again reached into the inner pocket of his suit jacket, this time pulling out a piece of paper. "Mr. Han Zhiye, you are suspected of murdering Yushizhi. This is an arrest warrant. Please come with us," Yeh Tung-Chien said expressionlessly. The first time the Zhiye heard him speak, they thought his voice sounded a bit deep.
Yeh Tung-Chien brought the Zhiye back to the vicinity of Meijia's villa, and the police car was parked there. The Zhiye looked up at Meijia's window, but the curtains were drawn, and he didn't see anything. He thought she must be anxiously waiting for him now, waiting for him to come back and take her to Paris.
Should I say something to Meijia? He hesitated.
But in the end, he walked straight to the police car.
He thought, anyway, the police would tell her everything later.
The police car started moving slowly. Zhiye sat in the middle of the back seat, with Yeh Tung-Chien and Lu Run sitting on either side of him, and a police officer in uniform sitting in the driver's seat. Zhiye hung his head weakly. It's all over, he thought. He would lose all his wealth and social status, and spend the rest of his life in prison.
He began to feel deep regret. Why did he have to kill someone? There must be a better solution. For example, agreeing to Shizhi and breaking up with Meijia. This way, even though he may not become famous worldwide, at least he can keep his company, his status, and his wealth...
No, not necessarily. Meijia is not a pushover either. If he dumps her, her father will definitely not let him off the hook. Yu Jianlang is just as powerful in the business world as The Pacific Ocean, and he can easily drive Zhiye into despair. So, at that time, Zhiye had no other choice but to resort to murder. This was probably his destiny.
Why? Why didn't I work hard and rely on myself to succeed in the first place, instead of trying to rely on the strength of others? If he had relied on himself and not on The Pacific Ocean and Yu Jianlang, he wouldn't have approached their daughter - two women he didn't love. In the end, he wouldn't have reached the point of wanting to kill one of them.
However, he is very clear that if it were up to him alone, he would never have achieved his current status. He simply doesn't have the talent for business and has no interest in it. He is only seeking fame and wealth. He also knows that people in business often have to resort to cunning tactics. He is just using his innate advantage—his handsome appearance—to get close to two girls and take advantage of them. Many people use much more despicable means than he does.
Actually, these are all excuses. He knows very well that he is a despicable and shameless person who, for the sake of fame and wealth, has casually played with the emotions of two women. The fact that things have come to this point is entirely his own doing! His utilitarian heart has destined him to end up like this today. Zhiye shook his head in self-mockery. The road conditions are good now, and the weather is clear, but the police car is not driving very fast.
At this moment, Zhiye suddenly remembered that thing—
Right, that person who locked the door that night, who was it?
"Officer, can I ask you a question?" Zhiye said to Lu Run.
"Hmm?"
"I want to ask, when the police arrived at Shizhi's house after receiving the report, were there any other people in her house besides her and her brother's bodies? I'm talking about living people, not corpses."
"Yes, there were."
"Who is that person?"
"It's the neighbor who found the body."
"No, I mean, besides Shizhi and Yuliang, are there any other people living in that house?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, we searched the house very carefully. Besides the two bodies and the neighbor, there was no one else."
"I see."
"Is there a problem?"
"No, nothing, just asking. Thank you." Zhiye said and then lowered his head. Lv Run looked at him inexplicably.
At this moment, a Zhiye is filled with great confusion.
In that case, who locked the door?
Also, the figure I saw at the second-floor window... could it really be a ghost?
No, it's impossible. How could such a ridiculous thing happen! Maybe that person left after I left.
But why...
Oh, right, maybe that's it! - Why didn't I think of that?
He remembered that the room where he saw the figure was the second-floor storage room. That night, he had opened the storage room to look for Liang. At that time, his attention was focused on whether there was anyone inside the room, so he didn't pay much attention to other things. Now he remembered that the room contained many precious artworks, including statues of many famous people.
So that's how it was. What he saw at that time probably wasn't a person, just a statue. But because he saw it from the outside, he could only see a vague human silhouette. Coupled with his self-fear and suggestion at the time, he had a misconception that it was a person. But if that's the case, then who locked the door in the end?
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