Reborn back to the time before I sold my blood to support my scumbag boyfriend's college educat

After receiving the letter last night, Xia Zhiheng ordered Liu Jianye to be arrested and had the photos developed overnight. He personally led a group to the woods to dig up the body, but after a whole night of work, they couldn't find it.

"Deputy Director Xia, we don't have any here," a police officer said.

"Deputy Director Xia, there's none over there either. Could it be a prank?" another police officer said.

"Impossible. I've already checked. Zhang Qiuyun reported to the police that her sister, Zhang Qiuping, is missing. We've been searching all night. You must be tired. Go back and rest."

"Deputy Director Xia, what about you?"

Because of Zhou Weimin's case, the Public Security Bureau arrested several people and was short-handed.

Last night, only five of them came here to look for the body, and they searched all night. With just one letter, the bureau chief couldn't mobilize too many people here.

Jia Xiazhi and his five colleagues had only searched a third of the forest, as the letter only mentioned this particular grove. The area was too vast, and with insufficient manpower, the search was difficult.

"Let me look again."

The four of them said they weren't tired and stayed with Xia Zhiheng to search.

"Okay, Xiao Wang, you go buy breakfast first. We'll rest for a bit, eat, and then look for breakfast."

"Yes"

Xia Zhiheng called the police station, and they told him that Liu Jianye had been arrested. However, no one has come to report the crime, and Liu Jianye denies the murder.

Xia Zhiheng knew that Liu Jianye was not a first-timer in the bureau and was experienced. Without substantial evidence, he would not confess voluntarily.

After a morning, Xia Zhiheng was starting to feel the strain. He hadn't been getting enough rest lately because of Zhou Weimin's situation, and staying up all night was taking its toll.

"Stop looking, everyone go back and rest. Where's Xiao Wang?"

"Deputy Director Xia, I'm here. The soil here is a bit loose; it looks like someone has dug it up."

The group of people were invigorated and rushed over to see what was happening. Xia Zhiheng started digging himself, carefully and cautiously, but he had only been digging for a few minutes.

"Deputy Director Xia, hand, a person's hand."

"Protect the scene, I'm going to make a call."

Xia Zhiheng called the forensic doctor to come over, and Director Wu came personally to oversee the situation, telling Xia Zhiheng and the others to go home and rest. He didn't even go home; he went back to the interrogation room, sat on a chair, and fell asleep on the table.

I woke up around 6 a.m., and it was already dark. After dinner, I checked in with my colleagues about the case. It was going smoothly; the photos were developed, and Zhang Qiuyun had been found.

Liu Jianye confessed to what he had done and insisted on seeing Xia Zhiheng. The bureau refused, citing their familial relationship as grounds that it was inconvenient for them to meet. Xia Zhiheng did not participate in the subsequent events, as bureau regulations require recusal in cases involving relatives.

Director Wu told him yesterday that Zhou Weimin would be back in the next couple of days and that he should be prepared to make the arrest. He was thinking that he wouldn't be able to go home tonight.

He needs to open a guesthouse near Zhou Weimin's house to keep an eye on him, and then call back to tell Su Qingyan. He doesn't trust anyone else to keep an eye on Zhou Weimin, and he's afraid that if there are too many people, he'll find out.

But the phone rang for a long time and no one answered. I was very anxious and drove all the way home.

"Qingyan, Qingyan, are you home?"

Xia Zhiheng's hands and feet were ice-cold, and he searched every room in the house.

"Qingyan, Qingyan, answer me, don't scare me, okay?"

No, not in the room, not in the toilet or kitchen. Qingyan is afraid of the dark; even when she's sleeping at home, she leaves the living room light on.

When he opened the door just now, he had a bad feeling because the house was dark.

Xia Zhiheng wanted to call his grandparents to ask if Qingyan was with them today. But he was also afraid that if Qingyan wasn't there, the old folks would worry.

I could only compose myself and drive to my grandparents' house. It was almost nine o'clock, and Grandpa and Grandma Xia were getting ready for bed when they heard a knock on the door.

"Old woman, don't get up, I'll go open it."

Grandpa Xia put on his coat, turned on the light, and went outside.

"Zhiheng, why are you so late? What brings you here? Come in quickly."

It's mid-November now; it's quite cold in the mornings and evenings, but a bit better during the day when the sun is out. Grandpa Xia saw Xia Zhiheng wearing only a thin jacket and looking rather disheveled, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Grandpa's alright. I just hadn't visited you and Grandma in a while. I happened to have some free time tonight, so I came to see you both. Is Grandma asleep?"

"Old man, who's here?"

Hearing Grandma Xia's words, fearing she would get up, Grandpa Xia went into the room and said, "It's Zhiheng. He happened to be handling a case nearby and said he hadn't come to see us in a long time, so he came in to take a look."

It's cold, don't get up, he's leaving soon.

Grandpa Xia knew his grandson must have something to do at the house so late at night, but his wife wasn't in good health and he didn't want her to worry.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep now. Tell Zhiheng not to be so busy with work all day and to spend more time with Qingyan."

"Okay!"

Grandpa Xia turned off the lights and closed the door before coming out.

"Xiao Heng, tell me! What happened?"

Xia Zhiheng knew that coming here would definitely not hide the matter from his grandfather.

"Grandpa, Qingyan is missing. I just got home and she wasn't there. Did she come here today?"

"What did you say? How could she be missing? What about Xiao Chu? Qing Yan came to our house today, and she left with Xiao Chu after lunch."

"Grandpa, who are you talking about?"

"Your younger sister, Xiao Chu, flew from Shenzhen to Beijing yesterday. I guess she wanted to see if Yang Yunxian had been sentenced yet. Do you think the two of them might be hanging out together and haven't come home yet? It's understandable that young girls like to have fun."

Grandpa Xia could only try to think positively, and he hoped that was the case.

"Grandpa, do you know where Xiao Chu lives?"

"I don't know, she only said she was staying at a guesthouse."

Grandpa Xia noticed that Xia Yichu was very guarded, so he didn't dare to ask her too many questions, for fear that she would be offended.

"Grandpa, you go to sleep first, I'll go look for it."

Xia Zhiheng knew that something had probably happened to both of them; it was impossible for the two of them to have gone out so late and not come home.

Su Qingyan would call him to let him know what she was going to do, and even if he wasn't there, she would let the staff on duty know.

Before I came here, I called the bureau to ask if anyone had contacted him today, and the people there said no.

"Okay, find someone and let me know."

Xia Zhiheng nodded and left, first going to the nearby guesthouses, searching one by one. He eventually found the room Xia Yichu had booked at a guesthouse near his home; it was already past 3 a.m.

The staff opened Xia Yichu's door, but she wasn't there either. Aside from some clothes, nothing seemed amiss in the room.

Remembering something, Xia Zhiheng's expression changed. He drove to his maternal grandmother's house. If something really happened to the two of them, it must have been Zhou Weimin who did it; he was a cautious person.

After returning, did you first go to look for Yang Xingwang, and after failing to find him, did you then go to his grandmother to inquire about information?

"Grandma"

Xia Zhiheng climbed over the wall and then jumped through the window into his grandmother's room.

"who"

"It's me, Zhiheng."

Xia Zhiheng turned on the light and sat on the bed staring at his grandmother.

"Oh my god, you scared me to death! What are you doing in my room so late at night?"

"Grandma, has anyone come to you these past few days asking about Yang Xingwang?"

"No," Wang Fengxian said guiltily, lowering her head.

"Okay, I understand. From now on, whether Yang Xingwang lives or dies is none of my business."

"Xiao Heng, don't go, I'll tell you."

"Grandma, if you lie again, I'll have Yang Xingwang crippled when I get back."

"Xiao Heng, you can't do this. He's your cousin."

Xia Zhiheng remained silent, staring quietly at Wang Fengxian. His cold and oppressive gaze made Wang Fengxian feel uneasy.