Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 160 I want you to send me a message
"The police still believe that he is the murderer, because all the evidence points to him being the murderer." Ye Hui said.

Wen Mi is silent.

Indeed, although Yue Zheng does not admit it, all the evidence now points to Yue Zheng as the murderer.

"No wonder Police Officer Wen didn't say whether Yue Zheng had pleaded guilty when he answered everyone's questions at the gate of the police station. If he said that Yue Zheng had not pleaded guilty, the news media would definitely scribble it." Ye Hui said.

"Yes," Wen Mi agreed, "I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, another call came in the phone.

The call was from Hao Caile.

Wen Mi explained the reason to Ye Hui, hung up the phone with him, and connected the call from Hao Caile.

"Have you finished writing the press release on the serial murder case?" Hao Caile asked anxiously.

"not yet……"

Just as Wen Mi said a few words, Hao Caile interrupted her impatiently: "Not yet? It's such a hot news, if you don't hurry up and publish a press release to seize the spotlight, what are you going to wait for?!"

"I heard from Ye Hui just now that Yue Zheng does not admit that he is the murderer of the serial murder." Wen Mi pondered: "Is it possible, he is really not..."

Before Wen Mi finished speaking, Hao Caile interrupted her impatiently again: "The police have already found such physical evidence in his home, how could he not be the murderer of the serial murder? He doesn't admit it, you just happen to It can be written in the press release that before the mountain of ironclad evidence, Yue Zheng will not repent and refuse to admit his mistakes! Look, what a spectacle!"

Wen Mi was silent in thought.

"Don't think about it. Since the police have determined that he is the murderer, there must be sufficient evidence. You doubt the judgment of the police just because Yue Zheng did not plead guilty. Are you better than the police?" Hao Caile said impatiently: " It’s your business to write a beautiful press release!”

Although Wen Mi was still skeptical and always felt that the whole thing was a bit weird, but under Hao Caile's repeated lectures, she temporarily let go of her worries and went to write a press release.

A few days later, Wen Mi didn't have time to take care of this matter, because Zhuang Xun came back from a business trip.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when Zhuang Xun returned to Yingcheng after a business trip.

When he got home, he made a voice call to Wen Mi.

After a few brief chats, Zhuang Xun got to the point.

"Are you free this Saturday? I'll go to Huashi to find you. Let's go for a casual stroll and have dinner together."

Wen Mi was overjoyed, and finally waited for Zhuang Xun's formal invitation, and they were finally going to officially meet.

Wen Mi bit her lower lip shyly: "I'm free. Where do you want to meet?"

Zhuang Xun was silent for a few seconds.

He thought of the time Wen Mi accidentally made a video call to him, she and her friend had a picnic in Huyue Park...

"How is Huyue Park? Is it far from you?" he asked.

"Not far, quite close to me."

"Then let's meet at the south gate of Huyue Park at eleven o'clock on Saturday morning?"

"Okay!" Wen Mi agreed happily.

She could hear the imperceptible fatigue in Zhuang Xun's voice, and asked, "You just got home from a business trip?"

"Yeah." Zhuang Xun held the phone in one hand and poured himself a glass of water with the other.

"Did you eat?"

"Eat it, I ate it before responding to the city."

Wen Mi said: "Then you have a good rest. Do you have to get up early to go to work tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Zhuang Xun pinched his eyebrows with one tired hand.

Wen Miqing's eyes lit up, and she asked, "What are you going to have for breakfast tomorrow?"

"Breakfast?" Zhuang Xun was slightly stunned, not understanding why Wen Mi's topic suddenly jumped to tomorrow's breakfast.

He said honestly, "I haven't thought about it."

"Do you like Chinese style or Western style for breakfast?" Wen Mi asked again.

"It's all right, I've eaten all of them."

"Give me your work address, and I'll order you takeaway for breakfast tomorrow."

Because of guilt and embarrassment, and worried that Zhuang Xun would refuse, Wen Mi added like superfluous: "I charged you 1314 yuan before, so I have to return the gift."

Zhuang Xun let out a low laugh deep in his throat: "Okay."

He said: "You talk to me on WeChat, and I will send you the address."

"Yeah, okay," Wen Mi just finished responding, realizing something was wrong: "Why did you ask me to talk to you on WeChat, and you send me the address? You can just send me the address."

Zhuang Xun couldn't explain.

According to his previous experience, he couldn't take the initiative to send messages to Wen Mi.Only when Wen Mi sends him a message, can he send her a message within a certain period of time.

He didn't know why there was such a strange phenomenon, and he couldn't explain it clearly to Wen Mi in a few words on the phone.

Perhaps, when the two of them met, they could figure out why that happened.

"I..." Zhuang Xun, who couldn't tell the truth, could only make excuses: "I want you to send me a message."

Wen Mi froze for a moment, her cheeks burned like a cloud of fire.

Also a little embarrassed and uncomfortable was Zhuang Xun.

This kind of words is not like his style at all, he almost never said it.

And when he thought that he said such ambiguous and specious words to deceive Wen Mi, he blamed himself very much.

"Oh, okay." Wen Mi agreed bluntly, but she couldn't help but feel a little bit happy in her heart.

After hanging up the voice call, Wen Mi sent Zhuang Xun a message on WeChat - a bubbling emoji.

Zhuang Xun quickly sent the address of his police station.

Wen Mi opened the takeaway software and started ordering Zhuang Xun's breakfast for tomorrow.

She didn't know whether Zhuang Xun was in the mood for a Chinese breakfast or a Western breakfast tomorrow, so she simply ordered one for Zhuang Xun.

As soon as Wen Mi opened her eyes the next morning, she opened the delivery software to see how the breakfast she ordered for Zhuang Xun was doing.

The takeaway software shows that the merchant is in the process of making it.

After Wenmi finished washing, the delivery software showed that the rider was already delivering.

While taking care of her skin, Wen Mi sent a message to Zhuang Xun.

[Wen Mi: Your breakfast rider is already delivering, and it will arrive at the bureau in about half an hour]

[Zhuang Xun: Okay, thank you]

[Wen Mi: I ordered two breakfasts for you, one porridge, eggs and fried dough sticks, one sandwich, hash browns and coffee]

[Zhuang Xun: Why did you order two copies? 】

【Wen Mi: With a shake of hand, I ordered more】

[Wen Mi: If you can't finish eating, you can eat with your colleagues]

[Zhuang Xun: Well, okay]

Zhuang Xun said "Okay" on the surface, but he thought in his heart: The breakfast she ordered for him made him reluctant to eat it with his colleagues.If he can't finish it, he will continue to eat it as lunch.

After finishing packing, Wen Mi went out in a good mood.

She had just stepped out of the elevator when a message popped up on her phone.

The message was sent to her by the delivery staff on the delivery platform.

[Rider: Why can't you get through your phone? 】

[Rider: Where can I put the takeaway for you? 】

(End of this chapter)