"Eyes closed?"
Lan Jing looked at Zhao Yan in surprise.
He had tried with others before to get Zhu Cijing to close her eyes, but her eyes remained open.
He hadn't expected Zhao Yan to succeed in closing Zhu Cijing's eyes with her first attempt.
"Miss Zhao, I've heard that Xuanmen masters have soul-summoning techniques. Can you use such a method to summon Zhu Cijing? That way, we can question her," Lan Jing suggested.
Zhao Yan shook her head.
Lan Jing felt a bit dejected. "Miss Zhao, you can't?"
Zhao Yan replied, "It's not that I can't. It's that Zhu Cijing's soul has already descended to the underworld."
"Look at her temples. There's a character 'Cao' on her temples. This is why the soul of the deceased has descended to the underworld."
Lan Jing looked at Zhu Cijing's temples.
Seeing that he couldn't see it, he realized his vision must be different from Zhao Yan's.
Thinking of something, he picked up ox gall tears and dripped them onto his eyes.
He blinked a few times, and when he looked again, he finally saw the character 'Cao' on Zhu Cijing's temples.
However, his vision was blurry, and he couldn't see as clearly as Zhao Yan.
"There really is one."
"Don't touch the talisman on the victim's forehead yet."
Lan Jing nodded. "I understand."
"By the way, have her friends been thoroughly investigated?"
"And what's with the deep ligature marks on the body's feet?"
"We've thoroughly investigated her friends, and they all have alibis. However, she did receive a message from her boyfriend."
"Her boyfriend broke up with her."
"As for the ropes on her feet, they were intentionally placed to make the body sink. There was a large stone tied to the ropes."
"Who is the heartless bastard that did this!"
Wang Xianzhi cursed, "Could it be her boyfriend?"
"Her boyfriend has an alibi. He was studying hard for his postgraduate entrance exams that day," Lan Jing said.
Zhao Yan asked curiously, "How did the body get here? This river isn't that deep."
Lan Jing explained, "An old man in his fifties caught it while fishing. The old man thought it was a big fish and was overjoyed. He called several other fishermen to help pull it up."
"When they saw it was a body, the fishermen were scared half to death."
Hearing Lan Jing's account, Zhao Yan recalled a news report about a fisherman who caught a female corpse in the middle of the night, which left him trembling.
She never expected that something she had only heard about in the news would happen in reality before her eyes.
"This incident has had a very negative impact. I hope Miss Zhao can lend me a hand," Lan Jing said sincerely.
Zhao Yan hummed softly. "Don't worry, Brother Lan. I won't stand by and do nothing about such a heinous act."
"We cultivators first cultivate our hearts before cultivating our Dao."
Lan Jing nodded appreciatively. "Good. I will definitely apply for a reward for Miss Zhao from the higher authorities."
"We've already summoned Zhu Cijing's boyfriend. Do you want to go and see him together?"
Zhao Yan nodded.
Looking at Wang Xianzhi's stretched Lincoln, Zhao Yan thought for a moment and decided to ride in a police car with Lan Jing.
They arrived at the police station and entered the interrogation room.
She had been in an interrogation room before, but compared to Jiangcheng, the interrogation rooms in Beijing were more solemn. Many police officers were watching, creating a great sense of pressure. Those with weaker psychological resilience would already be trembling.
Zhu Cijing's boyfriend was indeed trembling badly, his face filled with fear.
"I really didn't kill Zhu Cijing. I was studying when she had her accident."
"Don't wrongly accuse me. If I'm convicted, it will affect my civil service exam application."
"Tsk!"
Wang Xianzhi tutted. His girlfriend was dead, and he wasn't concerned about that, only about how a criminal record would affect his civil service exam.
It felt a bit cold-hearted.
"Don't worry, we've investigated, and you do have an alibi. We're not treating you as a suspect. You see, we haven't handcuffed you."
"We summoned you here simply to ask you a few questions, nothing else."
Hearing Lan Jing's words, Zhu Cijing's boyfriend breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on his face eased considerably.
"You should have said so earlier! You made me worry so much. I asked a few officers, and they all remained tight-lipped. I thought I was going to be taken into custody any second," Zhu Cijing's boyfriend said, patting his chest.
Lan Jing handed his information to Zhao Yan.
"Mu Liang, can you tell us what messages you exchanged with Zhu Cijing when she had her accident? And can you explain why you broke up with her?"
Mu Liang took a deep breath and handed over his phone.
"The password is 9364."
"All our chat records are in here."
"She cheated on me."
"Another man used her WeChat and sent several photos, all of them intimate."
"In a fit of anger, I broke up with her."
As he spoke, Mu Liang gritted his teeth, his emotions stirring.
"I can honestly say I did everything for her. I supported her in whatever she did. She had everything other couples had, and even more. I never expected her to cheat; it was something I never saw coming."
Zhao Yan remained silent. She had seen Zhu Cijing's facial features.
Zhu Cijing's facial features indicated she wouldn't cheat; there were no recent romantic entanglements.
She picked up Mu Liang's phone and opened WeChat, carefully reviewing it.
The WeChat messages between them from two days prior were still sweet and affectionate.
After finishing, Zhao Yan showed it to Lan Jing.
Lan Jing glanced at it, and his brows furrowed deeply.
"Don't you think the timing of the messages your girlfriend sent is very off?"
"According to our examination, your girlfriend died around 10 AM two days ago, but you received the messages at 12 PM two days ago."
"Also, this photo doesn't show the man's full face, and the photo was clearly pieced together and edited."
"In my opinion, that person just wanted to disgust you."
"She really didn't cheat?" Mu Liang exclaimed in surprise.
"No, on the contrary, she loved you very much."
"Do you have canker sores?"
Mu Liang touched his mouth and nodded. "I did before, but it's a bit better now."
"This is the anti-inflammatory medicine your girlfriend bought for you. It was found in the pocket of her clothes."
"The pharmacy owner said she bought it at 9 AM. Many pharmacies were already closed then, and only 24-hour pharmacies had medicine. Your school is about four to five kilometers from the nearest 24-hour pharmacy, and it was raining that day."
"She likely encountered trouble while buying medicine for you."
"The reason I'm telling you this is not to make you blame yourself, but because I believe you have the right to know the truth. After all, she loved you, and you can't let her be misunderstood. She suffered enough in her life."