A month ago, it was Zhi i’s birthday. Nan Ze said he wanted to take her overseas for a getaway. Xu Shuyu was initially against it, considering the due date was approaching. Going abroad at this ti seed unwise!
Worry ca true, and as expected, the arrival of the angel ca more than twenty days earlier than the due date, resulting in a birth overseas.
If Nan Ze hadn’t called back on the day of the daughter’s birth to ask the elderly lady to na the baby, she might have already lost her patience and started berating everyone.
Of course, it would have been done more elegantly.
Shen Zhii leaned against her husband’s embrace, listening clearly to every word the elderly lady said. She took the phone and gently smiled, "Grandma, I’m fine. I’ll be back in a few days. Please don’t worry."
Hearing her granddaughter-in-law’s voice, Xu Shuyu imdiately softened her tone, warmly advising, "Alright, alright, take good care of yourself."
Shen Zhii obediently agreed and was about to hand the phone to her husband when she heard so piercing sounds, "Eh... is that the sound of police sirens?"
Three police cars happened to pass by the road in front of the villa, and the sound was particularly noisy in the dining room.
When the police cars drove further away, Xu Shuyu finally spoke, "Yes, it’s police sirens. I wonder which household encountered trouble."
After pulling up the slipped thin blanket, Nan Ze took the phone, his handso eyebrows furrowing, "What police sirens?"
Xu Shuyu pretended to be upset, "In this neighborhood, your only family living here is , sitting perfectly well at the dining table talking to you. What are you worried about?"
Perhaps it was because of the little ’cotton jacket,’ Nan Ze had been in particularly good spirits these past few days.
For instance, now he could even joke against his usual manner, "Grandma, you are the person I worry about the most, so hearing sothing unusual makes concerned. I can’t be careless even about your neighbors."
"You talk too much," Xu Shuyu half-covered her mouth with a laugh, "Alright, alright, I need to eat. I won’t say more. Rember to co back early."
After the call ended, Shen Zhii leaned closer to the man.
Looking at Jiashu and Yanyan not far away, with their delicate and gentle features, she softly asked, "Are you really not going to inform Wanwan? She might get upset."
After all, so people really hold grudges.
Nan Ze’s eyes were calmly gentle as he lowered his head to kiss the woman’s cheek, "It’s the sa if we talk about it when we go back."
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The police cars stopped at the villa entrance, and the police officers quickly got out, "Number 206, this is it!"
The team leader looked grave as he scanned the electronic lock on the security door, instructing the professionals "on standby" behind him to "open the door."
"Yes!" The person moved swiftly.
Ten minutes later, with a beep, the door lock opened, and a strong sll of blood, along with the sound of a child crying, surged out.
The police officers’ expressions changed slightly as they loaded their guns and rushed into the villa’s living room in an assault stance.
Amidst chaotic footsteps, Nan Wan slowly raised her head to look at the entrance. Her view was filled with eight guns pointing at her simultaneously.
They ca so quickly...
"Don’t move!"
A shocking sight.
The blood on the floor flowed crookedly. The woman lying on the ground was motionless, a dagger plunged into her chest. Her white clothes were stained red, her hands still tightly gripping the suspect’s wrist.
It was a gesture of resistance.
Seeing Nan Wan’s deathly pale face, the team leader was taken aback, instinctively raising his hand to signal his subordinates not to act rashly.
Quickly holstering his gun, he strode over to check the victim’s breath.
Damn, she’s already dead!
This is a homicide case; even if the person is Almighty God, we can’t afford to be careless!
Yu Qinglu’s body was still warm. The team leader, being well-trained and stronger than the average person, had little trouble prying Yu Qinglu’s tighten hands from Nan Wan’s wrist.
"Mrs. Mu, you are suspected of murder. Please co with us."
In such a clear cri scene, not imdiately putting her in handcuffs was considered quite courteous.
Nan Wan’s body was as stiff as a stone, and even when freed, she couldn’t stand up. Leaning against the sofa leg with the help of the team leader, she maintained that posture.
She was calm, unbelievably calm.
Pulling out a polite smile, she looked at the team leader and said, "My son is hungry, can I trouble you to send him ho first?"
Her voice was hoarse as if filtered through a fine sh.
The team leader was montarily stunned. Normally, wouldn’t a person first explain what happened in this villa?
Even if poorly, an explanation was expected.
Yet, Mrs. Mu’s first words were, "My son is hungry."
The team leader, having seen countless turbulent situations, quickly regained his composure, "Don’t worry, I will have soone safely send the young master ho."
A child who can’t even walk wouldn’t be involved in a murder.
Nan Wan seed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Thank you."
The team leader stood up and instructed his subordinates behind him, "You two start by taking pictures and collecting evidence. Old Chen, you check the victim’s identity and contact the victim’s family. Xiao Li, you send Mr. Mu ho. Old Gao, put the handcuffs on the suspect, and after we leave, Xiao Zhang, you stay to protect the scene."
Everyone nodded in agreent, "Yes."
Then began to act with trained precision.
When the policeman called Old Gao approached Nan Wan with a pair of silver handcuffs, Nan Wan shrank back, "Wait a mont."
She looked at him and said softly, "I won’t run, and I won’t resist. Could you let comfort my son first? He’s been crying for so long his voice is hoarse..."
This must be the most astonishing suspect Old Gao had ever seen. Those eyes were so clean and clear, purer than mountain springs.
He looked towards his superior with a dilemma, "Captain Su?"
The team leader thought for a mont and nodded, "Five minutes."
Nan Wan thanked him politely and struggled to stand up against the floor. When she finally stood upright and tried to hold her son, she found her hands covered in blood, as was her clothing.
Jiu Jiu reached out with open arms, trying to break free from the policeman’s hold, his sobbing voice heavy with breaths.
However, Nan Wan dared not hold him.
Steeling herself, she turned away from her son’s tear-stained face and walked to Old Gao, extending her hands, "Let’s go."
No one knew how much strength it took Nan Wan to utter these two simple words.
After being handcuffed, Nan Wan was taken away by two officers, one on each side, out of the villa’s door. Knowing her identity, the officers remained relatively courteous.
Outside the villa, Nan Wan saw the person she most wanted to see at this mont, yet also the person she feared seeing the most.
As their eyes t, tears unexpectedly rolled down from Nan Wan’s eyes.
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