Muchuan and Xiang Wan

It was not an easy feat to prove this.

Moreover, the case would be more complicated if there was a second murderer. That night, Bai Muchuan didn’t tell anyone else about this. He brought Xiang Wan back home to rest. The next morning, after they had breakfast, he sent a message to the Serious Crime Division One group chat that there would be a case analysis meeting at ten.

He was busy while Xiang Wan chatted with Xie Wanwan and Fang Yuanyuan in the living room.

They were talking about Xu Siqi’s case.

After all, it was someone who had worked for Xie Wanwan for a while, it was hard to not be sad.

As Xiang Wan had more time, she asked about the content of their last conversation when Xu Siqi was still alive.

Xie Wanwan repeated the content of their conversation.

Besides Xu Siqi expressing her thanks, she also hoped that Xie Wanwan could attend the party that night. To put it bluntly, the support from a well-known celebrity like Xie Wanwan would make Xu Siqi look better as well.

Xie Wanwan turned down the invitation.

It was not because of Xu Siqi, but rather, Zhang Houfa.

Her reply was: “I hope that you can achieve your dreams and fly high. I won’t be coming though. The moment I see that old man, I’d feel so disgusted I couldn’t eat.”

Xiang Wan contemplated for a moment. “So was Xu Siqi in a poor mood because of what you said?”

Xie Wanwan gave it a thought and shook her head. “Nope. When she called me, she already sounded like there was something weighing on her mind. However, I didn’t think much about it…”

Xiang Wan: “Why?”

Xie Wanwan looked at her, startled for a moment before bursting into laughter. “Xiang Wan, you’re talking more and more like the police. You have the tone that you must get to the bottom of things.”

Xiang Wan was astounded for a moment and laughed along. “I must have been influenced by them. So is it okay for you to answer my question?”

Xie Wanwan deliberated for a moment. “I felt that she was gloomy. However, in my opinion, no girl would be happy to be with an old man like Zhang Houfa. I think that this is only normal.”

What she said sounded reasonable.

Xiang Wan couldn’t find anything to rebuke that.

“So Xu Siqi stayed at Zhang Houfa’s house for the past two days?”

“Well…” Xie Wanwan shook her head, laughing a little awkwardly. “I don’t know about that. This concerns her privacy so I never asked her. But the police should be able to find out about this.”

Xiang Wan smiled. “Thank you!”

Xie Wanwan: “Don’t mention it. If there’s anything else you need, just feel free to let me know.”

Xiang Wan smiled. “I’m afraid the paparazzi will continue to stalk you for the next few days. If you can, try not to go out.”

Feeling her concern, Xie Wanwan pursed her lips. “I will. Actually, I’m used to having the paparazzi around. The reason why I moved here is not because of the paparazzi… It’s a lingering feeling of uneasiness.”

“Mm? Uneasiness?”

Xie Wanwan nodded her head. “It’s intensified now that Siqi’s dead.”

Her gaze was cold. When Xiang Wan saw that, she suddenly had a thought.

“Could it be that someone wanted to get you, but because they couldn’t find a way, they targeted Xu Siqi instead?”

Xie Wanwan was startled for a moment.

Then she laughed.

“No wonder you’re an author. You have a good imagination.”

As she said this, she seemed to mull over this seriously as she ran her fingers through her hair. “Now that you mention this… I think I really feel that that might be the case.” She took a glance at Xiang Wan and started to speak in a low pitch as if she was telling a horror story. “You know, in fact, I couldn’t sleep a wink last night. I thought I saw Siqi, she had blood all over her face and was standing beside my bed. She kept telling me that she died a horrible death and she felt unjust…”

“Oh my god!” Xiang Wan didn’t say anything while Fang Yuanyuan gasped, nearly jumped in fright from the sofa. “My celebrity friend, don’t you know that you have great acting skills? It’s so early in the morning and I’m almost scared to death!”

Xie Wanwan: “…”

Xiang Wan looked at Xie Wanwan’s face.

Her face was indeed dreadfully pale.

A moment later, she concurred with Fang Yuanyuan. “I feel that if you were to act in a horror film, it could be good for you too. You might be able to turn the tables around…”

The words ‘turn the tables around’ made Xie Wanwan seem gloomy.

Xiang Wan also noticed that her words might have struck a chord.

She cleared her throat to change the topic. “The recent news talked about ‘The Grey List’. Is what they said true?”

Xie Wanwan moist her lips and showed a bitter smile. “It’s true. ‘The Grey List’ was originally a story about crimes, one of the most regulated genres and one that requires relatively complicated approvals. With all this ‘hype’ going on on the Internet, it doesn’t look good…”

Although she had not finished her sentence, Xiang Wan already saw that things were not optimistic from the looks of her face.

Xiang Wan felt a little upset. “I’m a big fan of ‘The Grey List’. This is terrible and I hope things will start looking up.”

“Mm.” Xie Wanwan pressed her lips gently. “So, I still need to go out regularly for the next few days.”

Why go out?

It was to meet all the relevant officials and convince them not to ban “The Grey List”.

“As long as the verdict is not out yet, I need to fight for it,” she said with some emotion, “after all, ‘The Grey List’ carries the expectations of too many people.”

When she said ‘too many people’, Xiang Wan couldn’t help but think of Meng Chi.

The name ‘Meng Chi’ had not crossed her mind for a long time. She almost forgot who this person was.

But she believed that Xie Wanwan would remember him very well.

Xiang Wan thought for a moment. “So when is the hearing for your brother’s case? Are the dates fixed already?”

Xie Wanwan shook her head. “Still waiting for the notification from the court.”

“I see.” Xiang Wan didn’t know what else she could say.

They were unable to continue the topic.

The few of them felt a little awkward while they sat on the sofa.

Fortunately, Blackie came over to Xiang Wan and lay beside her feet. He mewled at her, seemingly requesting pats.

Xiang Wan smiled sweetly at Blackie and picked up the kitty.

These women loved cats, and they were able to find a new topic.

“Xiang Wan, we’re going now.”

Bai Muchuan walked into the living room with his briefcase, looking all stern and solemn.

“Orh.” Xiang Wan got up from the sofa. “Are we going to the office?”

Bai Muchuan replied, “We’re going to Xu Siqi’s apartment.”

Her house?