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

Chapter 334 Return to Jinghai

After staying in Yanjing Village for two more days, the follow-up matters of the case were dealt with, the rain stopped, and the roads dried a bit, Su Miaoyi and the others headed back.

Duan Wenrui, along with the branch office staff, Tian Min, and Cong Yu, also returned to Changshi.

Zhuang Yanzheng rented a car, so there were four of them in one car.

At first, Zhuang Yanzheng was driving, and Lu Zhishen was in the passenger seat.

Chu Xingrou and Su Miaoyi fell asleep in the back.

Then suddenly the car stopped.

The two opened their eyes and found Lu Zhishen vomiting by the roadside.

I took motion sickness medicine, applied motion sickness patches, and sat in the front passenger seat, but I still got motion sickness from the bumpy ride.

Later, when there was really no other way, Lu Zhishen drove the car.

Once I got in the car, I wasn't dizzy anymore.

So he drove for the next few hours.

"We're here, keep sleeping." Zhuang Yanzheng woke up Su Miaoyi and Chu Xingrou.

The two were so asleep in the back seat that they were completely oblivious to the world around them.

Su Miaoyi opened her eyes, rolled down the car window, and peered out.

Wow.

High-rise buildings.

Wow.

sleepy.

Zhuang Yanzheng got out of the car, stretched his neck, rubbed his lower back, and then walked to the back door and said, "You two can really sleep! I was jolted so much in the front that my back ached, and you two were sleeping soundly with your eyes closed."

Chu Xingrou tried to wake up, struggling to open her eyes, but failed after a while, and then collapsed onto Su Miaoyi.

Su Miaoyi patted her head, then gently pinched her cheek.

"After so many days here, I couldn't get used to the food, couldn't sleep well, and had to stay up late. My brain was always working. I'm finally feeling relaxed," Su Miaoyi said. "I haven't felt this tired in a long time."

Zhuang Yanzheng chuckled: "Wake up, eat something, and then go to the hotel to sleep."

"Are you inviting me?" Su Miaoyi asked, looking at him.

Zhuang Yanzheng chuckled again.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Miaoyi asked. "Is the road so bumpy that it's affected your central nervous system? Is your expression out of control?"

"Your brother will treat," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"what?"

"I just swindled him out of some money."

Su Miaoyi: "You guys are so naive. It would be so much better if you transferred all that money to me."

She thought about the feeling of money going into her wallet and couldn't help but laugh.

“How come I never noticed before that you’re such a little money-grubber?” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"Have I ever been this poor before?" Su Miaoyi slowly came to her senses. "My creditor."

Zhuang Yanzheng nodded and looked at Chu Xingrou: "Get up, let's eat. You two are so inseparable."

As he spoke, he walked towards Lu Zhishen, hooked his arm around his neck, and led him away.

Lu Zhishen pulled his hand away, and then he put his hand on his shoulder again.

Lu Zhishen took a few quick steps, then pulled the man back and hooked his arm around his neck.

Su Miaoyi looked at it for a while and said, "It's sticky and gooey."

After spending one night in Changshi, meeting with some people the next day, and finishing up the case, the four of them returned to Jinghai.

The four men went back to the station first, explained the situation of the case, and then went home.

Having been away for so long, Su Miaoyi missed her bed and An'an terribly.

She arrived at her doorstep, happily opened the door, changed her shoes in the entryway, and stepped into the living room.

Then she stood at the living room doorway, looking at her living space, and froze.

The sofa is crooked.

The carpet has been moved.

The paintings on the wall are hanging at an angle.

The coffee table has two legs that are off the ground.

And that floor lamp, leaning against the sofa, looked as if it would be launched at her at any moment.

Su Miaoyi stood at the door for a while before walking into the living room.

She noticed that the potted plants by the wall were all bare, with only three leaves remaining at the top.

She looked at it and saw that it had been cut by someone.

Su Miaoyi went to look around at other places.

Everything else was fine, except that the kitchen cups were all placed on the dining table.

Then she pushed open the door to the guest room.

Looking at the leaky sandbag, her lips twitched twice. "It's all your fault," Su Miaoyi said through gritted teeth.

No one responded to her.

“I know you’re here, don’t play dead!” Su Miaoyi said.

"You haven't seen the master bedroom yet," the voice in my head said.

Su Miaoyi pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

Looking at the bed full of clothes, looking at the empty wardrobe.

Su Miaoyi sat on the ground, rubbing her forehead, speechless yet smiling.

I don't know why, but it feels like I have a destructive pet at home.

But this pet is still herself.

"This is the price you pay for remaining unconscious," the voice in your head said.

"They'd even want to tidy up before a thief leaves," Su Miaoyi said.

"It's not that exaggerated."

"You clean up."

"I do not."

"You clean up!" Su Miaoyi said, "You made this yourself, so you clean it up."

"I do not."

"I'm not going to clean it up anyway."

"I'm not going to clean up either."

So, it was my first day back home.

Su Miaoyi had a fight with herself.

In the end, the dominant personality won, and the cold-hearted personality started tidying up the room.

The other places are easy to tidy up; move what needs to be moved back, and move what needs to be moved back.

There are just too many clothes, and I need to organize them.

Taking things out is easy, but putting them in takes a lot of time.

Finally, after folding and putting it back, the cold-faced woman's face became even colder.

Before switching between the two personalities, she reached out and pulled out another piece of clothing, and then switched.

Su Miaoyi opened her eyes and looked at the clothes on the bed: "An'an doesn't do this kind of destructive thing, you know?"

"I don't know." The voice was very cold.

Su Miaoyi sighed, folded the clothes and put them back, then went to the bathroom.

"Look at you, you're making such a fuss just to clean a room?" Su Miaoyi said.

The voice in her head ignored her.

"You did all of this, so it's your job to clean it up."

He still ignored her.

"You're being stingy, aren't you? And you're ignoring people now."

He still ignored her.

Su Miaoyi wiped the edge of the sink with a wet wipe: "We're having noodles tonight."

"Which restaurant should we eat at?" The voice in my head was cold and muffled.

Su Miaoyi raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Go ahead."

"The place I always go to in the west of the city," the voice in my head said. "Add extra spice."

"Okay." Su Miaoyi went to get her phone to order food.

Then she asked Shen Yanzhou when he would be back, as she wanted to see An'an.

Shen Yanzhou is away on a business trip, and An'an has returned to his villa.

Shen Yanzhou sent her the villa address and then called her: "Just go there. I've sent you the password and told the security guard. The three rooms on the left on the third floor are yours. Stay for a few days."

Su Miaoyi's eyebrows twitched slightly as she listened to his words.

Three rooms?
Does Qin Leyan own three rooms in Shen Yanzhou's villa?

She used to live such a good life.

I've completely forgotten.

“I’m not going,” Su Miaoyi said. “It’s too far.”

"Then I'll have someone send An'an over to you," Shen Yanzhou said. "You haven't eaten yet, have you? What would you like to eat? I'll have the chef make something and bring it over to you as well."

"No need, I've already ordered."

"Okay, I'll have them send you a cat."

　Goodnight everybody

　　(End of this chapter)