Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 169 Her name isn't Zhu Xuan

Su Miaoyi pulled Zhuang Yanzheng into the conference room.

Zhuang Yanzheng staggered back two steps after being pulled by her before regaining his balance.

He looked at her and said, "You have so much energy, you never seem to run out of things to do."

As he spoke, he stretched his wrists.

Su Miaoyi closed the conference room door behind her.

"what happened?"

Su Miaoyi opened her mouth, then spun around in place before organizing her thoughts and said, "Zhu Xuan's name isn't Zhu Xuan, it's He Qiu."

"How did you know? What did you see?" Zhuang Yanzheng's expression turned serious.

“No, I’ve seen her before.” Su Miaoyi frowned, her temples throbbing again. “I saw her when I was little, at the Sunshine Welfare Home.”

Zhuang Yanzheng asked in surprise, "She's from the Sunshine Welfare Home?"

Su Miaoyi rubbed her temples; she could remember so little.

Besides He Qiu, there were others.

There is another person.

It looks like a boy.

However, the boy was too blurry; even his voice was indistinct. The only thing that could be determined was that he was a boy.

Su Miaoyi nodded: "I remember the mole on her nose, I remember it very well. At the Sunshine Welfare Home, the director said she was very smart and outstanding, so she was the representative of the girls to receive the people who came to the welfare home to donate money."

Hearing what she said, Zhuang Yanzheng's eyes trembled slightly as he looked at her.

Su Miaoyi took two steps back and leaned against the conference table.

"Sister He Qiu, this is the candy I brought for you."

"Sister He Qiu, what is this?"

"Sister He Qiu, I'll come to see you again with my uncle next time. You have to wait for me."

"Uncle, where is Sister He Qiu?"

"She has been adopted and will no longer be in the orphanage."

Suddenly, a multitude of voices flooded my head.

Su Miaoyi pressed her temples.

This is not Su Miaoyi's memory.

It is her memory, her own memory.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

"My head hurts." Su Miaoyi lowered her head and pressed her temples. "When I saw her, she was about eight or nine years old. Her appearance has changed, but I can still recognize her as He Qiu. And this morning when she saw me, she paused for a moment. She probably recognized me too."

"Are you sure?" Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her and asked, "Didn't you say before that you only remembered seeing Qin Leyan before you were five years old, and didn't remember anything else?"

Su Miaoyi was still trying to confirm whether the He Qiu in her memory was the current Zhu Xuan. After a while, she realized what he was saying next.

She looked up at him.

I always felt there was something hidden in his words.

She previously said that she lived in the Sunshine Welfare Home until she was five years old, and she remembered seeing Qin Leyan and her family donate money and goods to the welfare home.

Those were Su Miaoyi's memories.

What she remembered today was her own memory.

Su Miaoyi shook her head. This feeling of not having her own memories but knowing her identity by guessing was really unpleasant.

It made her feel that everything around her was familiar, yet also very strange.

It's like she's facing a very familiar place, but there's a barrier in the middle that she can't get through.

Zhuang Yanzheng stared at her for a moment, then lowered his gaze and said, "What I mean is, can you confirm that He Qiu is Zhu Xuan?"

Without this explanation, Su Miaoyi might have thought she was overthinking things.

With this explanation.

Su Miaoyi felt that he was definitely implying something.

“I think so,” Su Miaoyi said. “Just ask her and you’ll know.”

Zhuang Yanzheng nodded and took out his phone: "Have Shen Yanzhou pick you up, either to the hospital or to go home and sleep."

Su Miaoyi grabbed his phone: "Interrogate her first, then we'll talk."

"Is a headache okay?" Zhuang Yanzheng frowned.

"It's okay." Su Miaoyi let go of his phone.

Zhuang Yanzheng didn't say anything more and walked out to the interrogation room.

Su Miaoyi followed behind him, pondering. Why did they have Shen Yanzhou come to pick her up?
He was right; there was a hidden meaning in his words.

He got it.

I'm trying to trick her into saying something!
Su Miaoyi stared at his back.

Staring intently.

Also.

It's normal that he thought of it.

Unfortunately, you can't get information out of people by asking questions.

Because she is a person without memories, only Su Miaoyi has memories.

Zhuang Yanzheng felt a chill run down his spine and suddenly turned around to take a look.

Just then, I saw Su Miaoyi's fierce gaze.

Zhuang Yanzheng was stunned for a moment.

Su Miaoyi quickly composed herself.

"Are you trying to assassinate me?" Zhuang Yanzheng frowned.

“I…I…this is just to show my respect for you,” Su Miaoyi said.

As Zhuang Yanzheng walked, he listened to her rambling nonsense.

“At our age, this is how we look at someone to show respect,” Su Miaoyi said.

Zhuang Yanzheng snorted.

"Really, although I don't say it, I admire and respect you from the bottom of my heart." Su Miaoyi followed him. "You are not only our captain, but also someone I look up to, my role model!"

“Okay.” Zhuang Yanzheng replied, “Then write a three-thousand-word praise for me tomorrow and put it on my desk.”

Su Miaoyi's lips twitched suddenly.

“I won’t be able to see it tomorrow morning, but I need six thousand words the day after tomorrow,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"Then I'll find another role model," Su Miaoyi said softly.

Zhuang Yanzheng snorted again, walked to the door of the interrogation room, and pushed the door open to go inside.

Su Miaoyi went outside and put on her headphones.

Zhuang Yanzheng sat down.

Zhu Xuan looked at him: "Are you the only one from the Municipal Bureau? I thought someone else would come."

Zhuang Yanzheng ignored her question and asked directly, "He Qiu, what is your real age?"

Zhu Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and her lips moved slightly as she looked at him.

Su Miaoyi watched from outside.

confirmed.

What autumn is it?

"I don't know what you're talking about?" Zhu Xuan said. "Did you go out to interrogate someone and mix up the names?"

Zhuang Yanzheng said, "Our municipal bureau has an exceptionally skilled portrait artist. He can draw portraits of you at various ages based on your childhood photos. You can tell whether you are He Qiu or not just by comparing them."

"Photos from when I was little?" Zhu Xuan asked. "I don't have any photos from when I was little. Don't try to fool me."

"You're so sure we can't find your childhood photos, it seems you know about the destruction of the Sunshine Welfare Home's records." Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her.

Zhu Xuan remained silent, not expecting him to cut her off like that.

“We don’t have photos, but we have people who have seen you as a child,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “For a portrait artist, describing a portrait is the most basic skill. Drawing a portrait and then drawing an adult version based on a childhood portrait is the same thing.”

Zhu Xuan remained silent.

Zhuang Yanzheng didn't say anything more.

After a while, Zhu Xuan spoke up: "Was the girl who grabbed me named Lele?"

Zhuang Yanzheng remained silent.

When I was little, everyone around me called Qin Leyan Lele.

When Qin Leyan introduces herself to others, she often says that her name is Lele and rarely says her full name.

However, Zhu Xuan's reaction didn't seem to indicate that she knew Qin Leyan had died two years ago.

Lu Jing and Huang Haoxu are both orphans from the Sunshine Welfare Home. They both work for that man and know about Qin Leyan's sacrifice.

Zhu Xuan didn't seem to know.

Could it be that I guessed wrong, and Zhu Xuan isn't with them?

　Goodnight everybody.

　　Happy weekend!
　　(End of this chapter)