When Mu Zi heard the words, there was floating light in his clear and cold eyes.

"Let him dry for a few days," she replied.

Jiang Ci was silent and asked hesitantly, "Can Mu Rongxuan tell the truth?"

"It doesn't matter if you tell the truth, you just need him to show his feet." Mu Zi looked at the fallen leaves outside the French window, and said slowly, "Explore the way first and see his reaction. If he really did it, then If you can't find a trace of flaws, then his mind... is hidden deep enough."

Jiang Ci replied, thinking of the suspect Mu Rongxuan and the scumbag of Mu Zening. He only felt that there was no good person in the Mu family. He cursed in annoyance, "Who are in the Mu family? Snakes, rats, insects, male thieves and female prostitutes!"

Mu Zi smiled: "Don't scold me, my last name is Mu now."

Jiang Ci was very depressed, "You said it's not good to borrow a corpse to resurrect someone, so why did you become Mu's family again."

"I can't control this kind of thing either." Mu Zi chuckled softly, "Okay, my police officer Jiang, you can go to work."

Jiang Ci sighed, "Um...when the arrangements are made, I will call you to inform you."

The two ended the call.

Mu Rongxuan's meeting with Shangjiang's family was something that Mu Zi had expected.

He cares so much about his face, and he can't just ignore the fact that his daughter was fired.

And Mu Zi has great kindness to the Jiang family, and Madam Jiang promised to repay her.

Now is the time to return.

Mu Zi borrowed Jiang Ci's name to investigate the case. After all, Mu Zi's identity is subtle. She wants to investigate this murder case, no matter how outsiders look at it, she will find it strange.

But **** porcelain is different. Jiang Ci is a criminal police officer, and at the same time Su Zi's friend, it is no more appropriate for her to come forward to investigate the case.

Therefore, Mu Zi told Mrs. Jiang that he hoped that Mrs. Jiang would be able to help Officer Jiang when Mu Rongxuan begs to come to the door, and said something to him.

This is not difficult, Madam Jiang is honest and enthusiastic, and immediately agreed to Mu Zi's request.

The trajectory of the matter is according to her expectation, moving forward little by little, and it is hard to predict what it will eventually become.

Mu Zi put down her book and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to look at the scenery outside. She quietly thought about her thoughts.

Could it be Mu Rongxuan who killed her?

The crow flew into the pile of fallen leaves, and from time to time it raised its black tail, looking for something on the ground that could be stuffed into the terrarium.

Seeing it busy, Mu Zi's gloomy mood gradually became brighter, "Mu Xiaoya." She shouted at the crow.

There was a reaction this time. The crow stopped searching, tilted his head to look at Mu Zi, his eyes seemed to be exploring.

"Mu Xiaoya, Xiaoya." Mu Zi continued to call its new name, and then waved at it.

It seemed to understand, flapping its wings and flying over, resting on Mu Zi's forearm.

Mu Zi grinned, showing a neat row of white teeth, smiling innocently and brightly.

"You are so smart, Xiaoyao!" she praised.

She thought about how beautiful life is. When the murderer is brought to justice, she must enjoy her life to the fullest and make up for the shortcomings of the first half of her life.

...

In the following days, the atmosphere at home was extremely suppressed.

Mu Rongxuan was furious almost every day.

Mu Ling was locked up and stopped going to school.

Mu Yun was afraid of being angered by her father, and couldn't stand her sister's bite, so she simply hid in the school.

Everyone was nervous, only Mu Zi was relaxed, as if not affected at all.

On Saturday night, Zhuang Jia celebrates her birthday. Her mother is a well-known designer. The gift to her daughter is very unusual. It is a show.

Zhuang Jia invited Mu Zi and Jiang Zhinuan to play.

This is new, Mu Zi has never seen a catwalk live.

She was looking forward to it.