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

Chapter 327 How did you meet Twenty-One?

"He had a gun, why didn't he call the police?" Duan Wenrui asked.

“It’s troublesome,” Tian Min said. “I took his gun, and he wasn’t in any danger. He didn’t look like he was going to survive. If I called the police, they would question me over and over again. I didn’t want to deal with the police. It was late at night, and I needed to sleep, so I took him to the garbage dump, cleaned up the bloodstains in front of my house and the drag marks on the road, and went home to sleep.”

Su Miaoyi looked at her.

Her reluctance to deal with the police may be related to the woman behind her.

"And then?" Duan Wenrui asked.

“I originally expected him to be taken away by the garbage truck and die along with the garbage,” Tian Min said. “Who knew he would be so lucky? He woke up after I punched him, ran away, and survived. More than a month later, he came back to me and asked me for his gun. He couldn’t beat me, so I beat him up.”

Su Miaoyi listened to her nonchalant tone.

“After that, he would come to see me every few days and bring me gifts, so I beat him up again.”

"You took his gun, hit him, and he still keeps looking for you and bringing you gifts?" Su Miaoyi asked, puzzled.
"Don't you also think about him here?" Tian Min tried to point to her head, but her hand didn't move. "For almost half a year, I hit him many times, but I couldn't get rid of him. He kept coming. I gradually became too lazy to pay attention to him. Then he disappeared for half a year, and I had peace and quiet for half a year. I even thought he was dead."

“About three years ago, about three months before Gao Hui died, he started coming again.”

Zhuang Yanzheng looked up at her.

At that time, Lu Xian was in Changshi, and it's very likely that Twenty-One came with Lu Xian.

"Do you know why he came to Changshi again?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

"It seems he took on some kind of job, killing someone, but he didn't go into details, and I'm not really interested," Tian Min said.

“He came again, and I was still annoyed by him. Whenever I felt like hitting him, I would beat him up. One night, I beat him up again, and he was all bruised and swollen. He said he liked me.”

Tian Min chuckled: "I think he really has some masochistic tendencies. If it weren't for the inconvenience of disposing of corpses in the city, I would have killed him if he said he liked me."

"He's been harassing you, why don't you call the police?" Duan Wenrui asked.

Tian Min looked at him, then sighed: "First, I just said I don't want to deal with the police. Second, he can't beat me. Third, I'm being harassed by an assassin. What kind of person am I? Don't you think you'll investigate? If I call the police and you come over, he'll pull out a gun, and a fight will break out. If he can escape, fine, but if he can't, with his way of thinking, what if he says I took his gun, or that I can beat him? What am I supposed to do then?"

Duan Wenrui nodded: "Go on."

“He said he liked me, and that day I really had murderous intent. But after he said that, he asked me if there was anyone I wanted to kill,” Tian Min said. “Luckily he answered quickly, otherwise I would have another life on my hands now.”

Su Miaoyi's eye twitched slightly. Do assassins confess their love like this? Is there anyone they want to kill?

"The rules of the assassin's trade are: take the money and do the job. I do believe him on the 'keep your mouth shut' part," Tian Min said. "Perfect timing, I do have someone I want to kill."

"Gao Hui and Tian Dajiang?" Duan Wenrui asked.

“Yes,” Tian Min said. “I had been planning to kill them for a long time. I made a very detailed plan, and the plan was gradually being perfected. I was just waiting for a time when I was in a bad mood to make my move. Coincidentally, Twenty-one asked me if there was anyone I wanted to kill.”

"So his method of killing—the black robe, the mask, the way he killed—was all part of your plan?" Su Miaoyi asked.

“Yes, he carried out my plan.” Tian Min said, “After killing Gao Hui, Twenty-One started contacting Tian Dajiang and got him addicted to drugs. Every now and then, he would be given drugs, and each time the amount was large. Gradually, Tian Dajiang began to hallucinate. The last time, Twenty-One led him to jump into a well.”

"Was the 'Blood-Sealing Throat' poison brought by Twenty-One?" Su Miaoyi asked. "Yes," Tian Min said, "it's his go-to poison."

"Where's the rat poison for killing dogs?"

"I don't know where Twenty-One got it from," Tian Min said.

"What about Wu An?" Duan Wenrui asked. "Why was he killed?"

"Don't you already know?" Tian Min said. "Why are you asking each of you so clearly?"

Duan Wenrui looked at her, and although he didn't say anything, he was thinking something.

What do you know? Who knows?
"Just answer whatever they ask you."

“Go ahead and ask. If you ask too many questions and annoy me, I’ll just stop talking,” Tian Min said.

Duan Wenrui frowned, about to say something, when Su Miaoyi said, "What about the cooperation we agreed on?"

Tian Min looked at her, then continued, "More than a year ago, I came back because there was work to be done in the fields. The butcher shop was busy, so Tian Shi and Tian Xuan didn't come back together. That night, my mother went out to play and wasn't home. Tian Ming put drugs in my food and, while I was unconscious, he and Wu An took me to Wu An's house."

Zhuang Yanzheng and Duan Wenrui were both surprised.

Duan Wenrui, as the father, couldn't understand why such a beast existed.

Tian Min paused for a moment: "Wu An didn't have much money, and Tian Ming also had his eye on it, selling it to me on a per-use basis. I don't know how much of the drug Tian Ming gave me. I always thought I was quite vigilant, but that night I didn't know anything, not at all. I didn't wake up until almost noon the next day, still feeling dizzy. I forced myself to go home, and it wasn't until the third day that I became a little more sober, and the dizziness and confusion didn't completely disappear until the fourth day."

"Everyone says Wu An is honest, but he's a cunning devil. He wanted a second time after the first, he's got a lot of crooked ideas, and he even wants me to live with him and be his wife. What a scoundrel."

“Once when he was out, I ran into him, and he still wanted to play wildly. His legs are so weak, he can barely climb a mountain. Trash.” Tian Min snorted. “We went up the mountain together, and I knocked him unconscious and hid him in my cellar. I called Twenty-One to come over, and he was taken away that night.”

"Wu An's sisters discovered he was missing three days later. They searched for a while. When I saw that they were gradually stopping the search, I had Twenty-One drive him back."

"Why did you bring it back again?" Duan Wenrui asked.

“Because this place is the safest, the least likely to be discovered. We’ve searched everywhere, and found no one. Every place is the safest. Especially that forest that no one goes to.” Tian Min looked at the three of them. “So I’m very curious, it’s been over a year, the ground is practically unrecognizable, just fallen leaves, branches, and pebbles, how did you find it?”

Duan Wenrui suddenly remembered what Su Miaoyi had said this morning.

She stood motionless in the courtyard for more than ten minutes, then bent over and coughed. After coughing, she said that Zhao Yongliang was dead.

For a fleeting moment, he did suspect that Su Miaoyi had killed Zhao Yongliang.

They came to investigate the case on their own initiative. Twenty-one wanted to kill her, and she even knew Zhao Yongliang was dead before she could find him.

Now that Tian Min has said that, he does indeed feel that something is not quite right.

They said they were going for a walk in the mountains that day, such a long way, how did they just happen to walk into the woods and find the body?

Lu Zhishen didn't explain it clearly either.

But after spending this time together, they were all very serious and genuinely dedicated to catching the murderer, and they did catch him.
(End of this chapter)