243 Heart Hurts Too Much to Even Breathe 7 (2/2)
”Since the murderer had sent that text message, why did he or she still want us to find out that the broth was made with Wu Changqing's body? Isn't that a little contradicting?”
”This is exactly why the murderer is psychotic. Perhaps he wanted to play hide-and-seek with the police, thinking that it's impossible for us to find him.”
”That's one possibility. I'm afraid we'll only get to the bottom of the truth when we manage to nab the murderer.”
An Xiaoning looked at them in a serious manner while sticking out her index finger. ”I'll assign the three of you to your respective tasks. Firstly, you'll have to obtain Wu Changqing's birth characters, followed by the total amount of money she's earned at the nightclub. Oh and also, remember to ask her grandmother how much money Wu Changqing had given her. Thirdly, since we can't find anything from her text message history on her phone, we'll have to search for other clues online, just like how we did for the murder case involving the 17-year-old girl previously. We mustn't leave this out. Lastly, carry out careful and detailed investigations on the people around Wu Changqing. Find out about her personality traits other than her rebellious nature and the hobbies she enjoyed in her free time. I want to know all of that,” she instructed.
”Got it! We'll complete the task for sure!” Ma Jianguo, Zu Dong, and Gong Le chorused.
An Xiaoning then began driving home after assigning the tasks to them.
She had completely lost her appetite for dinner, probably because of the revolting photo she had seen earlier.
Upon arriving home, 007 served An Xiaoning a bowl of freshly-boiled herbal soup. Pinching her nose, she gulped it down in one sitting before proceeding to rinse her mouth.
”Ms. An, what would you like to eat? I'll prepare it for you.”
”I don't feel like eating anything. You may return to your room to get some rest.”
An Xiaoning laid onto the couch, too exhausted to move an inch.
Her eyelids began to feel heavy as she eased into a comfortable position. Soon after, she fell asleep and drifted off to dreamland.
Sensing something unusual, she opened her eyes immediately.
An Xiaoning heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing Jin Qingyan, who covered her with a blanket.
”Didn't you already drop by yesterday? Why are you here again tonight?”
”I had dinner yesterday, but I'll still have to eat again today, don't I?” Jin Qingyan said smugly.
”Twisted logic.”
”Why don't you go upstairs to sleep since you're tired?”
Sleepy-eyed, An Xiaoning sat up straight and asked, ”Have you had dinner?”
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”Neither have I. I went to the police station earlier and caught sight of a repulsive photo of the crime scene. It absolutely ruined my appetite,” she said sluggishly.
”Let me see what you have in your refrigerator,” said Jin Qingyan as he stood up and began walking towards the kitchen.
An Xiaoning did not stop him and instead remained seated on the couch quietly, hugging her knees. All of a sudden, she heard some noises coming from the kitchen.