Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 6 Won't Let You Down
Zhuang Xun: [Then let the family of the deceased see your sincerity]

Wen Mi: [sincerity? 】

Wen Mi: 【It’s not me, sincerity is easy to say but hard to do.How can we be sincere?Shopping for the family of the deceased?I believe that other reporters must have used this trick before, and it probably won’t be very effective]

Zhuang Xun's bony fingers rested casually on the desk, and his brown eyes were thoughtful.

Soon, his fingers moved on the phone keyboard.

Zhuang Xun: [You can show the family of the deceased the report you wrote before, and let them know that you are not a person who writes random rumors]

Wen Mi's eyes lit up: [This is awesome!This is very good! 】

Wen Mi: [I'm going to prepare now! 】

As soon as she stuffed her phone into her bag, she hurried downstairs.

Zhuang Xun's expression softened, as if he could see her impatient look through the message.

"Captain Zhuang—" Guan Xisheng leaned over with a downcast face.

Zhuang Xun's expression froze immediately, and he turned off the phone screen.

"I've been watching you secretly for a long time! The brothers are trying to find clues to solve the case. Who are you chatting with lazily?"

After working overtime for a few nights, Guan Xisheng's voice is quite powerful even though he looks sluggish.

"No chat." Zhuang Xun denied without guilt.

"Stop lying to me. You have been pressing your phone, and your expression has changed!" Guan Xisheng smiled narrowly: "Are you chatting with your sister?"

Zhuang Xun was about to continue denying it, but Guan Xisheng overturned his guess first.

"It can't be a sister. If you can chat with a sister, you will still be single until now. Is your aunt urging you to go on a blind date and get married early?"

Zhuang Xun: "...um."

Can't think of a better way to answer than to admit it.

"Oh," Guan Xisheng sighed, "If you weren't too cold, with your handsome skin, you would have been able to get married a long time ago, and your baby could be soy sauce. Let me say you..."

"Do you want to solve the case early and go back to rest." Zhuang Xun interrupted Guan Xisheng indifferently.

In the past few days, in order to solve the case as soon as possible, he has been working overtime like everyone else.

Apart from going home to take a shower and change clothes, he even slept in the bureau.

"I want to! Of course I want to!" Guan Xisheng frowned, and scratched his chicken coop-like hair: "But we haven't found any useful clues yet."

"I have a clue." Zhuang Xun flicked his finger on the photo of the scene that he had been holding in his other hand.

Guan Xisheng's eyes lit up: "Captain Zhuang! God Zhuang!! I knew it would be up to you in the end!!"

Zhuang Xun was unmoved, with a calm expression: "Call them over for a meeting."

"Yes! Captain Zhuang!" Guan Xisheng stood at attention with his legs straight, his back straight, and his voice was extremely resonant.

……

When Wen Mi came to Yuan Yibei's house again, it was already a few hours later.

From the reports she had written, she selected a dozen and printed them out.

She knew that Yuan Yibei might not have the patience to watch so much.But it doesn't matter, the reason why she printed out more is just to let Yuan Yibei know that she has never been a person who makes things up.

She slipped the reports through the crack in the door.

She was just about to go back to the stairwell to continue waiting when the door was opened from the inside.

Yuan Yibei held the report she had just stuffed in his hand, his face still grim.

Glancing at her, Yuan Yibei had an angry look on his face: "You stuffed these in? What are you doing? Why haven't you got out yet? Do you think I'm just trying to scare you when I say I'm going to call the police?"

Wen Mi looked directly at him calmly: "These are the reports I have written. After you read them, you will know that I will not edit any deceased, nor will I find victims guilty for any tragedy. I want to interview you, It’s because I think it’s right for Mrs. Yuan to go out to the party, and it’s wrong for her to want to take a breather, and the murderer is always at fault.”

Yuan Yibei's expression changed.

Wen Mi's last words really pierced his heart, making him a little shaken.

But the anger on his face didn't completely dissipate.He is still wary and distrustful of Wen Mi.

Yuan Yibei looked at the reports one by one, while Wen Mi was waiting for him, without making a sound.

He became more and more shaken.

Although judging from the reports she wrote that this reporter stuffed in, she should be different from the reporters who came to interview him before.

However, didn't those reporters at that time also show kindness, sympathize with his wife's experience, and want to uphold justice for his wife?

However, if this reporter is missed, will it be more difficult for him to clear up the rumors for his wife and silence those people on the Internet?
"Yibei, you don't want to be interviewed by this reporter, do you?" Mrs. Yuan came angrily.

She heard their conversation at home.

"Haven't you seen the faces of these reporters? They don't remember the responsibilities and missions that reporters should have.

"You and I never told those reporters that Tang'er went out to the party to catch his breath, or that the two children cried a lot before Tang'er went out to the party. And how did those reporters see that Tang'er and I Is the relationship with you not good? We have told them so many sweet things, but they are useless, relying on nonsense!"

Old Madam Yuan was very angry: "Let's not be fooled by them anymore, they just want to eat human blood steamed buns!"

Wen Mi didn't speak, she waited for Yuan Yibei to make a decision.

Yuan Yibei wavered, looking in pain.

His eyes were flushed, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the printed report paper were bulging.

"I know...I know..." His voice was restrained, suppressing the great pain in his heart.

"I know she might be like them, but...but!" Yuan Yibei's hands trembled, his voice choked up: "If we don't tell the truth to reporters, we will never meet reporters who are willing to publish true reports, Tang My son will always be slandered by everyone! I don't want her to be in peace after death!"

Old Madam Yuan blushed and remained silent.

She can understand his son's mood so well, why doesn't she hope that her daughter-in-law will be in peace after she leaves.

Seeing them covered in grief, Wen Mi's heart sank and sank.

Every time a murder occurs, for people who are not related, when they read the report, everyone will lament, but afterward, everyone will be busy with their own lives and forget about it.

This is normal because everyone has their own life and troubles.

But for the families of the victims, such grief will last for a long time, and some even last a lifetime.

Their lives have been fragmented and stagnant because of the tragedy.

Therefore, any "victim guilt theory" should not exist.

Looking at them, Wen Mi spoke with great tenacity: "Don't worry, I won't let you down."

……

(End of this chapter)