CHAPTER 21: CHAPTER 20: HIS WIFE WAS ALREADY PREGNANT

Only after he finished speaking did he realize he was a bit too emotional.

Hu Chi beside him whispered a very small reminder.

"Captain Zhou... be more composed, nearly ten thousand people are watching."

"Huh?"

Zhou Zhicheng blinked his eyes, belatedly cleared his throat, and regained his seriousness.

"Actually, I’m here because of Wang Ning’s case."

He pondered for a moment, believing that solving this case smoothly was inseparably linked to Mu Yunchu. That’s why he applied for a call-in.

"Last time, after you told me the address of that septic tank, although I didn’t hold much hope, I still sent someone to conduct a thorough search."

"Unexpectedly, they really found body parts of Wang Ning’s dismembered wife." His tone unconsciously raised, expressing excitement.

[Wait, if I remember correctly, the host said earlier that his wife was killed eight years ago... How could they find something? Is the septic tank never cleaned?]

Zhou Zhicheng used silence to replace his response.

It was just such a coincidence that the property’s management had not cleaned out the septic tank in ten years.

"Through our thorough investigation, the fact that Wang Ning murdered his wife is indefensible. The official report will come out shortly."

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have come to the live stream with so much fanfare to talk about the case.

In no time, some people had already switched their live stream interface to the background to search for news about this case online.

[Oh my! I really found it, it’s true!!!]

[What? Isn’t this a script by the host? I really always thought it was a script...]

[Official account, official watermark... no doubt about it.]

...

Don’t be surprised at how shocked netizens are now.

Zhou Zhicheng was no less shocked when he found that body part.

Even when he took it to his colleagues for examination, he remembers the face that was always calm and collected showing such an unexpected expression for the first time.

If it weren’t for Mu Yunchu, there would be another voiceless victim in this world.

Being brutally murdered, even getting labeled with words like ’whore’ by the killer.

"Sigh..." Thinking of this, Zhou Zhicheng suddenly sighed, eyes showing a trace of pity, "So what you asked me to tell Wang Ning is also true?"

He has handled many cases, witnessed many tragedies, each showcasing the wickedness of human nature.

Yet facing preventable murders and seeing those who should have been living well still evokes sorrow and regret.

"Yes." Mu Yunchu’s gentle voice gave him a definitive answer.

Zhou Zhicheng didn’t speak, but his brows furrowed even tighter.

His expression was a mix of grief and anger, not knowing what to say.

Their cryptic conversation left the live stream audience in a state of confusion.

[Host, what are you guys talking about? Is there something we can’t hear?]

Mu Yunchu looked at that comment, picked up the cup with her index finger and thumb, took a sip of water, and her lowered eyes perfectly hid the emotion in them as she said coldly, "I just told Wang Ning that when he killed his wife, she was already pregnant."

[!!???]

They had been married for two years and had always wanted a child.

On the day of the incident, Wang Ning’s wife originally wanted to tell him this.

Unfortunately...

What awaited her at home that day was her husband’s axe raised high.

Clutching her severed neck, she fell into a pool of blood, staring in disbelief at the man she shared a bed with every night, unable even to utter a word, and was thus repeatedly struck.

Listening to the disconnection of her own flesh and blood, until she finally stopped breathing.

[Bummer, host, I came just to watch the fun, not to get heartbroken.]

[Such a man is really scary. I now even doubt if what he said about his wife having an affair is true?]

[It’s definitely false! Do you even need to think about this!]

...

Zhou Zhicheng hung up the call when the discussion was at its peak.

But he didn’t exit the live stream directly.

Even Hu Chi couldn’t take his phone away.

Seeing his captain rubbing the stubble on his chin, deep in thought, he couldn’t help but ask curiously, "Captain, what are you thinking?"

Zhou Zhicheng: "I’m thinking... do you think the pile of unresolved cases in my archive room has a new lead?"

Hu Chi: ???

He scratched his head.

His expression was as if he had something to say but stopped himself.

Who was it that just a week ago was glaring at him, saying not to believe in these things...

...

After confirming that everyone who was supposed to come had arrived, Mu Yunchu started distributing today’s first lucky bag.

With the lucky winner selected, the live stream officially began.

"Can we have a mic chat?"

Mu Yunchu asked first.

Only after getting consent did she send the request.

[Here it comes, finally getting to the main topic!]

[Host, your introduction was a bit much, if it’s not something amazing, it would be disappointing for us.]

[Hey? It’s a pretty girl!]

The appearance of the first fortunate person gradually made them forget about Wang Ning’s matter and focus all their attention on the newcomer.

The winner of the first lucky bag was a young girl, with striking features. She may not be very beautiful, but she looked like the serene type.

With a ponytail and round big apricot eyes, she appeared gloomy, with a face full of unavoidable worries.

"Hello, host." Huang Panpan timidly greeted.

Then, at Mu Yunchu’s prompt, she sent a Starship.

Slightly nodding, she said, "As usual, I’ll start by telling you something about yourself."

This seemed to have become Mu Yunchu’s habit.

She stared at Huang Panpan for a while, "You were born into an ordinary family, not affluent, but your parents treat you very well. However, due to their own experiences when they were young, they have high expectations of you, hoping you study well and get into a good college."

"But it seems your focus isn’t on academics. Compared to that, you prefer the arts." Mu Yunchu paused, "The fortune signs show that when you were eighteen, you had a huge argument with your parents..."

"Did you go against their wishes to apply to the college you liked?"

Huang Panpan’s pupils trembled, finally showing some other emotions on her face.

"Yes."

She nodded heavily.

Hope ignited in her heart.

It seemed she had bet correctly; this host indeed had some ability.

"I really didn’t want to attend a teachers’ college, I like photography."

If it were usual, she would definitely ask Mu Yunchu a few more questions excitedly, but now she really wasn’t in the mood.

Mu Yunchu came straight to the point: "What would you like to ask for?"

Just as things seemed normal, Huang Panpan started crying, tears streaming down uncontrollably after hearing this question.

[??? No, how did such a good thing suddenly turn into crying?]

[Whatever you’re going through, just say it. What good is crying, it makes me anxious too.]

Huang Panpan frantically wiped away the tears streaming down her face as she sobbed and made her request, "Host, can you please help me find my younger brother."

"He’s missing!"