Chapter 250: The Last Phone Call Before Dying
“How could he be fierce?” Meng Xiaokai answered first, “If his fans insult you, it’s the same as him insulting you. It’s already polite that you didn’t hit him.”
Jiang Yuan blinked, seemingly convinced, “That makes sense.”
“But it’s so strange, the one smearing Ning Jia Nian was Zi You Pai Pai, why are they all scolding you?” Xiao Xu looked bewildered.
Jiang Yuan clicked into the live streaming platform and discovered that Zi You Pai Pai had deregistered her account.
“What does she mean by that?” Jiang Yuan murmured doubtfully.
Meng Xiaokai analyzed, “It’s possible the situation blew up, and she got scared.”
Xiao Xu pouted, “People like that just stir up trouble when they have nothing better to do.”
Jiang Yuan returned to the chat list and saw messages in the stranger private message section being swiped past one after another.
She clicked in, and where it was initially filled with insults, it was now filled with apologies.
“They’re apologizing to me,” Jiang Yuan raised her phone, a slight smile in her tone.
Si Heng looked at Meng Xiaokai and ordered, “Arrange for people to secretly observe Zi You Pai Pai.”
“Received,” Meng Xiaokai immediately left the conference room to make arrangements.
Half an hour later.
He Lewei rushed into the conference room with documents, “Xie Yuchen’s phone has been repaired. On May 23rd, around 4 AM, he contacted a girl on WeChat noted as Rong Rong Baby. I’ve printed some chat logs, take a look.”
Rong Rong in the ecological tank was extremely surprised, “Isn’t that the same name as mine?”
Speaking of Rong Rong, Jiang Yuan suddenly thought of Zhou Rongrong, whom she had met a few days ago.
She used to often visit Old Mrs. Fu at Hengtai Huafu, and Xie Yuchen lived there too. Perhaps they met sometimes and got acquainted.
Jiang Yuan: “Do you have her photo?”
He Lewei flipped to the last page of the document, “Rong Rong Baby’s Moments are only visible for three days. This is a photo found in Xie Yuchen’s chat logs with her.”
Jiang Yuan saw the face clearly, her slender brows furrowing slightly, “It really is her.”
“Do you know her?” Xiao Xu asked.
Jiang Yuan explained, “Not really. Her name is Zhou Rongrong. I saw her at Grandma Fu’s place and discovered she stole a lot of Grandma Fu’s expensive jewelry.”
Xiao Xu said disdainfully, “Her character is not good.”
Si Heng coldly ordered, “Contact her and ask her to come to the police station to give a record.”
He Lewei: “Received.”
However, Zhou Rongrong was unwilling to cooperate with the investigation, claiming she was not in Yun Jing.
“Shall I ask for her address?” Jiang Yuan said, “She’s Aunt Zhou’s niece. Aunt Zhou should have her home address.”
Si Heng nodded, “Okay.”
Jiang Yuan picked up her phone and contacted Old Mrs. Fu. She quickly got Zhou Rongrong’s address: an apartment building about two kilometers from Hengtai Huafu, called Bo Ya Apartments.
Si Heng arranged for Meng Xiaokai and Xiao Xu to go to Bo Ya Apartments.
Zhou Rongrong was curled up on the sofa, tightly embracing her knees. Her face was pale, her hair messy, and the content of her last phone call with Xie Yuchen kept replaying in her mind.
He actually died…
It was such a small thing, why couldn’t she think it through? Truly cowardly.
He’s dead, so be it, but please don’t turn into a ghost and come find me.
Zhou Rongrong glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony. It was pitch black outside, but she felt as if a pair of eyes were hidden within, watching her.
She nervously got up and closed the curtains. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, her phone on the sofa suddenly rang without warning, scaring her so much that her whole body trembled and her heart constricted.
Zhou Rongrong returned to the sofa and unexpectedly saw “Xie Yuchen” displayed on the screen, which scared her into breaking out in a cold sweat.
But upon closer inspection, she realized she had misread it.
Zhou Rongrong took a deep breath and answered, “What is it?”
“Rongrong,” the person on the other end of the phone said in a flippant tone, “I miss Xie Yuchen. Arrange for him to come see me.”
Hearing this name, Zhou Rongrong’s nerves tensed further, and her tone revealed resistance, “Don’t talk to me about him!”
“Why not?” The person sounded displeased, “You don’t want the money anymore? Fine, then I’ll contact him myself. Give me his number.”
Zhou Rongrong broke down, “He’s dead! You killed him!”
“What?” The other party sounded surprised, with a hint of regret in their voice, “He died after only three times? What a shame, I haven’t had enough yet.”
“Stop talking!” Zhou Rongrong was in pain, “Just stop talking!”
She hung up the phone, lowered her head, and buried it in her knees, crying, her body trembling violently.
“Knock knock—” A knocking sound came from outside the door.
Zhou Rongrong’s scalp tightened abruptly, and she unconsciously stopped crying.
Meng Xiaokai and Xiao Xu knocked several times, but there was no response from inside.
The two exchanged a look, and Meng Xiaokai shouted, “Is there a resident in 602? There’s a gas leak downstairs, we’re here for maintenance and inspection. If you’re home, please open the door. We’ll leave quickly if there’s no problem.”
After about tens of seconds, the door was opened from the inside.
Zhou Rongrong, wearing a mask, asked them, “Is a gas pipe leak dangerous? Do I need to move to another place first?”
Meng Xiaokai and Xiao Xu showed their identification simultaneously.
Zhou Rongrong’s expression changed slightly when she saw their IDs, and she instinctively tried to close the door.
Meng Xiaokai reached out and placed his hand on the door, staring at her sternly, “Zhou Rongrong, when we called to contact you to go to the police station, why did you say you weren’t in Yun Jing?”
A strong sense of unease surged through Zhou Rongrong, and her eyes flickered guiltily, “I, I’m not Zhou Rongrong.”
Xiao Xu smiled, “Take out your ID card.”
Zhou Rongrong glanced up at her, then lowered her gaze, “I lost my ID card.”
“It’s okay,” Xiao Xu said calmly, “If you lost your ID card, you must still have the ID card number, right?”
Zhou Rongrong pressed her lips together, “I can’t recite it.”
Xiao Xu’s expression darkened, “I happen to have a photo of Zhou Rongrong here. Please take off your mask so I can compare.”
Zhou Rongrong clenched her fists. After a stalemate of about a minute, she said in defeat, “I admit it, I am Zhou Rongrong, but I’m not familiar with Xie Yuchen at all.”
“We can talk about anything you need at the police station,” Meng Xiaokai gestured.
In the interrogation room.
Zhou Rongrong’s hands, hanging by her legs, were nervously entwined. Fine beads of sweat seeped from her forehead.
Si Heng and Meng Xiaokai sat opposite her, their faces stern.
Meng Xiaokai: “Name?”
“Zhou Rongrong.”
“Age?”
“Twenty-four.”
“What is your relationship with Xie Yuchen, the subject of this case?”
Zhou Rongrong looked up at them, then lowered her head and said, “I have no relationship with him, just ordinary friends.”
Si Heng said indifferently, “Ordinary relationship? Then why was the last call he made before he died to you?”
“I don’t know,” Zhou Rongrong shook her head, her voice faintly revealing suppressed pain, “How would I know?”
“Are you sure you and Xie Yuchen were ordinary friends?” Si Heng asked, “You only need to answer yes or no.”
Zhou Rongrong struggled internally for a few moments, then took a deep breath, “Yes.”
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