OBS Chapter 159 It Must Be a Murder Case
Chapter 159 It Must Be a Murder Case
"You, you're coming to work? Are you used to it?" Deng Xiuzhen didn't know what to say.
"It's just a habit; I feel like it would be nice to have one more person," Zheng Ying chuckled.
Deng Xiuzhen readily agreed to her suggestions, and Qin Yanlin naturally had no objection to entrusting the management of the shop to Deng Xiuzhen.
Zheng Ying suggested it, and Deng Xiuzhen told her to find someone. Soon, another person arrived. She said her name was Xiao Qing. She was dressed plainly and had an average appearance; she would be hard to spot in a crowd.
Xiaoqing is a woman of few words, but she works hard without complaint, never complaining about how much or how little work she has, and just does it quietly.
There are four people in the shop, and sometimes Qin Yanlin helps out, making it five. Zhu Shanshan and Xiao Qing are quick and agile, and can endure hardship.
Deng Xiuzhen and Zheng Yingneng often huddled together and whispered to each other.
"What exactly do you want from my shop?" After holding it in for two days, Deng Xiuzhen couldn't hold back any longer.
“I’m not young anymore, and I’d like to have a companion. But I’m also afraid that people are only after my money and don’t have any real feelings for me.” Zheng Ying blushed.
Seeing Zheng Ying's flushed face, Deng Xiuzhen realized with a start that Zheng Ying was actually just a girl, not even thirty years old yet. Suddenly, the fear and estrangement in her heart lessened somewhat.
He became more casual in his speech: "You're not trying to pretend to be poor to see if anyone will approach you for reasons other than your money, are you?"
Zheng Ying nodded.
Deng Xiuzhen hurriedly said, "Could it be that you've heard too many stories and watched too many TV novels? How could you have such a thought?"
Stop thinking like that right now! Let me tell you, even if you pretend to be poor, you can still find someone you like.
It's hard to guarantee that once he discovers you have money, he won't start eyeing your money.
Even if he himself doesn't want to, who can guarantee that his relatives and friends won't? If they instigate him, can you guarantee that things won't get out of hand?
Furthermore, different social classes and different lifestyles can lead to significant differences in people's thinking...
"Then what should I do?" Zheng Ying listened to Deng Xiuzhen's words.
Deng Xiuzhen replied, "Why don't you tell me about your romantic experiences first, and then I'll give you some advice."
Relationship history?
Zheng Ying's face turned even redder.
He couldn't explain it clearly for a long time.
Deng Xiuzhen understood: Zheng Ying was a naive girl with the appearance of a thirty-year-old but only the emotional experience of a thirteen-year-old.
"Is there anyone you find pleasing to the eye, someone you feel comfortable around, someone you can talk to casually?" Deng Xiuzhen asked in a different phrasing.
"Yes!" Zheng Ying replied quickly.
"Who is it?" Deng Xiuzhen pressed.
“You, and my mother,” Zheng Ying replied.
Deng Xiuzhen couldn't help but roll her eyes: "I'm talking about men, men around your age!"
Men?
Zheng Ying racked her brains, searching for her memories.
Before Deng Xiuzhen could finish her question, a commotion suddenly erupted in the street, accompanied by roars and wails.
The two of them darted out and saw a crowd gathered in front of a shop on the right, with cries and roars still coming from inside.
Thinking it was just the family arguing, the two stood by the door and watched without going over.
Soon after, several police officers arrived, along with a forensic doctor wearing a white coat over his police uniform.
The forensic doctor is here, so it's definitely not an argument; it's most likely a murder.
The two exchanged a glance, then looked at Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing tactfully said, "It's lively over there, so there probably won't be many people coming. You two go ahead, I'll watch the shop."
They finally managed to squeeze into the crowd, only to find the store closed off. The crowd was so dense that they could only see the merchandise inside. They almost got pushed inside the store itself.
The policeman guarding the door glared at them and shouted sharply, startling the two men.
Fearing trouble, Deng Xiuzhen quickly pulled Zheng Ying out.
They squeezed in and out, sweating profusely, but saw nothing.
When asked, most others were in the same boat, unsure of what had happened.
The two grumbled as they returned to the shop. Xiaoqing looked at them, then pointed across the street and said, "Go over there, you should be able to see it."
When Deng Xiuzhen saw that they were going to climb onto the roof, she realized she couldn't climb up herself, so she quickly told the two of them to go and see for themselves before coming back to tell her.
Xiaoqing and Zheng Ying went out, but didn't go to the opposite side of the crime scene. Instead, they leaped up a tree behind the house where the crime occurred, peered out, and saw two bloodied heads. The forensic doctor was examining the two people.
A scene flashed through Zheng Ying's mind: herself lying on the ground, a large hole in her head, blood staining her head and the ground.
Before her were Zheng Kai and Zheng Wei's smug smiles, and Li Mingzhu's sinister gaze.
She was unwilling to accept it, but she couldn't stop life from slipping away.
Just as she was about to lose consciousness completely, a panicked and frightened face appeared before her eyes.
She had no recollection of the face's owner, nor did she know who it was.
That person suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She only saw that expression before her eyes disappeared.
Before she died, she seemed to hear the sounds of fighting, and she seemed to hear Zheng Kai yelling, "Sean, you're a madman!"
Then she entered boundless darkness, and then she returned to junior high school, becoming Zheng Ying, who was single-mindedly trying to protect herself and seek revenge.
And then we arrived at where we are today.
Sean?
Zheng Ying murmured something.
No matter how hard I try, I can't remember the name or who that person is.
"Mr. Zheng, why don't you go back first, and I'll go check on the situation?" Xiaoqing asked.
"Hmm," Zheng Ying nodded, then lightly leaped and landed steadily on the ground.
Xiaoqing leaped up, and with a few jumps, silently reached the rooftop.
The blue figure blended seamlessly with the blue roof, leaving no trace.
"Have you heard of Sean?" Zheng Ying asked this question without any expectation.
“Sean? That name sounds familiar,” Deng Xiuzhen answered naturally, then tried to recall.
Zheng Ying's eyes lit up.
"I've heard of two Sean, one is an actor, and the other is a videographer..." Deng Xiuzhen wanted to say that she learned about it from a WeChat video.
Realizing there aren't any short dramas yet, he quickly changed his tune, saying, "I once saw a story about a guy named Sean who, after avenging the girl he liked who was murdered, committed suicide."
I don't know if this person really existed or if it's just a made-up story.
Deng Xiuzhen remembers it clearly because the short video was extremely popular at the time.
The reason for its popularity is that the protagonist, Sean, is too perfect, fulfilling all the expectations that brainless and love-struck people have for the perfect man: rich, capable, resourceful, and devoted enough.
Deng Xiuzhen wasn't very bright, so she watched it many times and shed a lot of tears.
I have a deep understanding of this show, and I naturally remember the name Sean.
Zheng Ying was stunned: The girl she liked had been murdered? Revenge? Suicide?
Does it concern me?
But I really have no recollection of this person, and I can't remember having any contact with him except before he died.
"Why are you suddenly asking about this?" A thought flashed through Deng Xiuzhen's mind, and she sat up straight and asked, "Is it because the people who died today are related to Sean?"