"Yes, yes..."
Song Yao had never been this flustered in her entire life. She rubbed her hands together forcefully.
..
That's right, the most important thing right now was to help Tang Zichen clear his name. As for everything else, she would deal with him once he was safe.
At this moment, Song Yao was completely flustered. She tightly grabbed onto Ye Zi's hand and looked at her as if she was her savior. She asked with a trembling voice, "Xiaozi, what should we do now?"
Ye Zi heard this and pondered for a moment.
Ye Zi's long and fair fingers pressed against her sharp chin. She frowned slightly. This was Tong City, not Binhai City. Ye Zi wasn't familiar with this place. If it was Binhai City, perhaps she could get Chen Mo's help, but now...
After thinking for a while, Ye Zi's dignified gaze fell on Song Yao. "Let's go to the victim's home first."
"The victim's home?!" Song Yao heard this and blinked in confusion. "The police have already sealed off the crime scene. How are we going to get in..."
Ye Zi grabbed Song Yao's shoulder and raised her eyebrows. She chuckled and said, "I can handle this small matter."
Just like that, Song Yao was pulled into the car. According to the address given by Tang Zichen, they arrived at a high-class residential area in the heart of Tong City called Huadu.
Song Yao blinked and looked at the residential area in confusion. Then, she looked at Ye Zi doubtfully. "Could we have made a mistake?"
She raised her hand and pointed at the Huadu residential area. "Xiaozi, this is the heart of the city. A square meter of Huadu residential area costs tens of thousands of yuan. The victim, Zhao Ningning, is just a female gangster. How could she afford a house here?"
Ye Zi didn't think much of it. She said indifferently, "Don't forget, Zhao Ningning was able to scam hundreds of thousands of yuan from my cousin-in-law. Plus, she's so clever. It definitely wasn't the first time she did something like this."
"You mean to say …"
Ye Zi nodded noncommittally. "Let's go and take a look first."
Huadu District 12, Block B, Room 1206.
This was the home of the female victim, Zhao Ningning, and also the first crime scene of this case.
The police cordon surrounded Zhao Ningning's house. It seemed that they had already surveyed the place. Song Yao slightly frowned and gently nudged Ye Zi's arm with her elbow. She lowered her voice and asked, "Xiaozi, how are we going to get in?"
Ye Zi didn't walk directly to Zhao Ningning's house. Instead, she slowly raised the corner of her eyes and glanced at the surveillance camera above her head, as if to tell Song Yao that there was a surveillance camera here.
Song Yao pretended to be calm and did not speak. Instead, she took Ye Zi's arm and the two of them walked into the stairwell together.
She hurriedly let go of Ye Zi's hand and asked with a frown, "Xiaozi, what should we do?"
Ye Zi gently patted Song Yao's hand and comforted her softly, "Cousin Yao, don't worry."
After saying that, Ye Zi walked towards the fire hydrant. She picked up a small hammer and hit it hard. With a "kacha" sound, the fire alarm suddenly sounded.
Song Yao's eyes widened and she stared at Ye Zi with a look of disbelief.
Ye Zi smiled faintly and said with an indifferent expression, "See, it's settled."
Song Yao had a look of astonishment on her face. Her mouth was so wide that it seemed like it could swallow three eggs. She looked at everything dumbfoundedly.
Ye Zi pulled Song Yao to hide in the corner of the warehouse. After a while, they heard a burst of hurried and panicked footsteps. It should be caused by Ye Zi smashing the fire alarm. A faint smile appeared on her lips.
She snapped her fingers and chuckled, saying, "It's done. Now we can go out."
Song Yao's jaw dropped. Her beautiful eyes stared unblinkingly at Ye Zi. She couldn't believe what had happened in front of her. "Xiaozi, this …"
"Don't dawdle. If we don't do it now, I'm afraid we'll be discovered later. The fire alarm was deliberately smashed."
With that, Ye Zi pulled Song Yao out of the small warehouse. Ye Zi took off her coat in the blind spot of the surveillance camera and threw it hard to cover the surveillance camera.
Then, Ye Zi quickly walked to Zhao Ningning's house and plucked two hair clips from her hair. In just a few seconds, she opened Zhao Ningning's door with a "kacha" sound.
Song Yao was even more surprised. She blinked her clear and bright eyes and raised her hand to point at the door. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly. "Xiaozi, you still have this function?"
"Ha!" Ye Zi chuckled. "It's just a small skill."
With that, Ye Zi took out two pairs of shoe covers from her backpack and handed one to Song Yao. "Don't ruin the scene."
She put on the shoe cover and walked into Zhao Ningning's house.
Everything she did was very professional. She didn't miss any detail of Zhao Ningning's house. This made Song Yao even more shocked. Although Ye Zi was a private detective, from a professional point of view, it was not an exaggeration to say that she was comparable to the police.
While Song Yao was dumbstruck, Ye Zi had already discovered a minuscule clue.
She turned and waved to Song Yao. "Come and help me."
Hearing this, Song Yao came back to her senses. She quickly stepped forward and helped Ye Zi move the big vase next to the TV cabinet.
"It's blood!"
Ye Zi squinted her eyes and bent over to check. There was indeed blood stains under the vase, and from the extent of the blood stains drying up, it was at least a week ago, and this period of time was the time of Zhao Ningning's death.
"Xiaozi, should we inform the police?" Song Yao asked with a frown.
Ye Zi shook her head slightly and said in a low voice, "This vase should have been moved. The police should have discovered this too."
As she spoke, Ye Zi took out a notebook from her backpack. She tore out a blank page and gently wiped it on the dried blood. Then, she clipped the paper into the notebook.
After doing all this, Ye Zi and Song Yao moved the vase back to its original position.
They searched Zhao Ningning's house for a while, but they didn't find any clues.
Ye Zi frowned and said helplessly, "Cousin Yao, let's go."
"But …"
Song Yao could also tell that there was no clue that was beneficial to Tang Zichen that they wanted.
After pondering for a while, Song Yao nodded and left with Ye Zi.
"Xiaozi, what should we do now?"
Sitting in the car, Song Yao's solemn gaze fell on Ye Zi. Now, she had completely regarded Ye Zi as her backbone. No matter what they were going to do next, she wanted to get Ye Zi's approval.
"Wait."
The corners of Ye Zi's mouth curled into a confident smile as she lightly said one word.
"Wait?!"
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