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

"Captain, what should we do now? Arrest Chen Shaoping?"

After instructing the two elderly women not to reveal their inquiries about Chen Shaoping, the two returned to the station. Xiao Li then asked Zhang Qingshan.

"We won't arrest him; there's no evidence now, so arresting him would be pointless."

Over the next two days, Zhang Qingshan personally led a team to track and investigate Chen Shaoping. He would go home to sleep during the day and get up around six or seven in the evening. He would go out to get takeout and then drink while eating.

Perhaps because he was scared after being beaten last time, I only heard the sound of the bottle falling to the ground, and I never heard him curse again.

These past two days, I've been following Chen Shaoping around, and he's been going out to the casino at 1 a.m. to watch others play. I don't know if it's because he's short on money, but he hasn't actually played; he's just been watching others gamble.

"Captain, are you with Chen Shaoping again tonight?"

Today is the third day of tracking Chen Shaoping, and so far no problems have been found.

"Yes, I'll take Xiao Li there tonight."

If the murderer really is Chen Shaoping, and he has also become addicted to gambling, then those things will have to be sold sooner or later.

Now Zhang Qingshan only hopes that Chen Shaoping isn't that bold, as he hasn't had a chance to sell what he took from Zhou Shuyue.

Her watch and the Hetian jade Guanyin pendant—Song Wanying said the Hetian jade Guanyin pendant was a gift from Zhou Shuyue's older cousin during the Chinese New Year, and it was worth over two thousand yuan.

The watch is also new, it's the latest model from a certain brand, a gift from another cousin, and it costs over eight hundred yuan.

"Captain, Song Wanying is looking for you."

Where is she?

"In the reception room"

Zhang Qingshan didn't dare delay and went over immediately, wondering if she was also here to inquire about the case today.

Song Wanying comes to the station almost every day to check on things, sometimes staying for an hour before going home; it's quite pitiful. She seems to be in poor spirits, and when she comes to the station, they try their best to find time to comfort and encourage her.

"Captain, I was organizing Yueyue's things today and found that some of her things are missing. I can't find them no matter how hard I look." Song Wanying said anxiously as soon as she saw him.

"Don't panic. Do you know what these things were, and when they disappeared?"

"These are some pieces of jewelry, gifts from Yueyue's family over the years for her birthdays and Chinese New Year. There are necklaces, bracelets, bangles, earrings, and quite a lot of them. Oh, and there are also six small gold bars."

I don't know exactly when it went missing. I saw her take it out during the Chinese New Year, but I haven't seen it since. I only realized it was missing today when I went to clean her room.

She had never dared to look at her daughter's belongings before her death. Today, she mustered up the courage to open the room and clean it, only to find that those things were missing.

"Have you asked your family if they took it?"

"I asked, but no one took it."

"Okay, I got it. Go back now! Xiao Li, see me off."

After Zhang Qingshan finished speaking, he hurriedly left. Chen Shaoping dared not sell anything else. But gold bars were an option; six small gold bars could fetch thirty to forty thousand.

"Officer Li, don't worry about me. I'll sit for a while before I leave."

Song Wanying refused to go home, and Xiao Li had no choice but to sit with her at the guesthouse.

At six o'clock in the evening, Zhang Qingshan returned looking exhausted. Xiao Li breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him come back.

"Captain, you're finally back. Comrade Song hasn't gone back yet."

"Captain Zhang, how's it going? Have they caught the murderer?"

Song Wanying's eyes lit up when she saw him return. Zhang Qingshan had only gone out after hearing that his daughter's jewelry was missing, and Song Wanying knew he might have clues or a way to find the murderer.

"Comrade Song, why haven't you gone home yet? Hurry up and go home, don't stay here, everyone is very busy."

That's right. Xiao Li stayed here with her all afternoon. She refused to go home, insisting on waiting for Captain Zhang to return.

"Captain Zhang, I just want to know when you will be able to bring the murderer back."

"We'll let you know when we have any news."

"Wait for notification, wait for notification, every time they tell me to go back and wait for notification. It's been almost a month now, have you ever caught the murderer?"

My Yueyue died so tragically. She was so young, only nineteen. Waaah… why did this happen? She just liked someone, why did they have to treat her like this?

Song Wanying burst into tears at the police station, and everyone felt sorry for her.

"Comrade Song, please don't cry. We understand how you feel."

We're all working hard to find the killer, and we're making some progress. Why don't you go home and wait a bit? I promise you, we'll catch the killer.

"Really? Then Captain Zhang, can you tell me who harmed my daughter?"

"No, it's too early to draw conclusions. We'll notify you as soon as we find evidence and catch the culprit."

Zhang Qingshan talked to Song Wanying for a long time before finally coaxing her home. He rested on the table, knowing he would have to keep an eye on Chen Shaoping later.

He went to the gold shop today to inquire, but no one was selling gold bars recently. He then asked someone he had arrested before to inquire at the antique market, and only then did he find out that there were indeed people selling gold bars.

It was sold to the owner of an antique shop, but not in this area; it was sold elsewhere. And that owner doesn't just own one shop; he owns several, including one nearby.

Chen Shaoping certainly didn't expect that the gold bars he spent two hours making specifically for selling would still be discovered.

He's been in a good mood lately. The police only came to question him once, and they haven't come looking for him again for almost a month.

From initial panic, he has gradually calmed down. With neighbors testifying on his behalf and an alibi, no one will suspect him.

It's a pity he learned from Zhou Shuyue that Lin Xingcheng wasn't in Pengcheng; otherwise, it would have been perfect to pin Zhou Shuyue's death on Lin Xingcheng.

"Boss Chen, why don't you go down and play a couple of rounds?"

Wang Dabiao, the casino manager, noticed that Chen Shaoping had been watching but not playing lately, so he went over and chatted with him.

"No, I don't have any money on me."

"Yes, I have enough! Just tell me how much you need, and I won't charge you interest for the next ten days."

Chen Shaoping knew very well that borrowing money here was a trap; he had only borrowed a little over five thousand, less than six thousand before.

Then, in just over a month, the interest ballooned to 50,000 yuan. Fortunately, he sold six gold bars and a bracelet to pay off the debt.

He only had seven or eight hundred yuan on him. Zhou Shuyue's jewelry was damn valuable. A single bracelet could sell for over ten thousand yuan. If she had obediently married him, she wouldn't be dead now. Why couldn't she just live a good life? Why did she have to choose death?

"Brother Biao, forget it, I'll just take a look."

"One month, no interest for the first month. Think about it, maybe you'll win back all the money you lost before when you play again."

Then, make a few tens of thousands more. Everyone here has lost before. Losing is fine, just win it back. It's no big deal.

Chen Shaoping was fired up by what he said; it made sense. He also had some jewelry. Anyway, there was no interest for a month, and he could sell the jewelry later and have money again.

"Brother Biao, really, no interest for a month."

"It has to be true. I keep my word. Everyone is listening, and they can all testify to it."

"Yes, we'll all be your witnesses," said one of the men at the gambling table.

"Yeah! Hurry up, Boss Chen, this looks so boring, come down and play a few rounds."

Wang Biao winked at another person, who immediately joined in the persuasion.

"Brother Biao, I'll borrow a thousand first."

"Alright, hurry up and get the money for Boss Chen."

Wang Biao kicked his henchman, who scurried off to get a thousand yuan.

They also brought over the loan note for Chen Shaoping to sign. Chen Shaoping read it and signed it only after he was satisfied with it.

"Then you bosses have fun, and if you need anything, just say so. Take good care of you all."

After giving his younger brother some instructions, Wang Biao left with peace of mind. He never expected that Chen Shaoping, a poor student, would be able to squeeze 50,000 yuan out of him.