Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 63
Wen Mi was indeed angry.

It's been almost half an hour, and she didn't reply to Zhuang Xun's WeChat, and Zhuang Xun didn't move at all!

After getting angry, she began to feel ridiculous again.

She deliberately didn't reply to Zhuang Xun's WeChat, why did Zhuang Xun have to react and express?

They were just acquaintances by accident... strangers.

Yes, stranger.

They were neither friends nor colleagues, so there was no reason for Zhuang Xun to take the initiative to send her a message, and there was no reason for her to show something when she deliberately refused to reply to his WeChat.

Everything is just her cranky thinking, self-acting, and doing too much.

Wen Mi, who had figured it out so clearly, suddenly felt depressed and depressed.

She opened wechat sullenly, preparing to reply to Zhuang Xun's message.

She just typed a word, and a voice call application jumped out.

Wen Mi, who was slightly taken aback, saw that the person who made the voice call was Zhuang Xun, her heart skipped a few beats.

He... actually initiated a voice call?

Could he have pressed the wrong button?
As soon as this possibility came to Wen Mi's mind, she quickly connected the voice call without giving Zhuang Xun a chance to repent.

After the call was connected, there was no sound from Zhuang Xun for a long time, which made Wen Mi more convinced that Zhuang Xun must have pressed the wrong key to initiate the voice call.

Her chaotic heartbeat not only stabilized, but also cooled several points.

"Hey, what's the matter? Did you press the wrong key?" Wen Mi spoke first, but her tone was a bit uncomfortable.

The stuck Zhuang Xun was called back by Wen Mi's voice.

"No." He replied in a low voice.

Wen Mi said "Oh", her tone was cold: "Then why are you making voice calls?"

"I wanted to send you a message, but I couldn't send it, so I made a voice call for you."

Wen Mi: "..."

Can't send a message?
Does anyone still use such a lame, old-fashioned excuse?
Zhuang Xun seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and continued: "I know you may not believe it, but it is true. Sometimes I take the initiative to send you messages, but I can't send them. The messages are always followed by a red exclamation point."

Wen Mi wanted to sneer, but suddenly it occurred to her that this happened to Zhuang Xun a long time ago when she sent a message to Zhuang Xun.

It almost didn't appear again later, and she almost forgot about it.

"Is it because your network is not good?" Wen Mi said, her tone was not so cold.

"Maybe." Zhuang Xun was evasive.

He didn't want to say more for now.If he doesn't understand what's going on, talking too much will only make Wen Mi feel more troubled.

"Sometimes you take the initiative to send me a message but can't get it out?" Wen Mi and Zhuang Xun's concerns are completely different: "When did you take the initiative to send me a message?"

"I sent it last night, before you came to me tonight."

Wen Mi secretly rejoiced, but her face didn't reveal anything: "Oh? What did you send me last night?"

"Ask your kidnappers to send you any strange things."

Wen Mi's eyebrows were stained with a smile, but her tone was still serious: "Oh, what did you send me again tonight?"

"I..." Zhuang Xun was suddenly stuck.

After he concluded last night that he might not be able to take the initiative to send messages to Wen Mi, tonight in order to verify this ridiculous conjecture, he sent messages very casually.

Anyway, it's very likely that he won't be able to send it out, so he didn't even bother to type the words, and just sent them all【. 】 Do the test.

"I still sent it the same way, asking if your kidnapper sent you anything strange." Zhuang Xun's voice was calm.

Wen Mi pursed her lips tightly, the corners of her mouth raised and raised uncontrollably.

She thinks people are really hard to figure out sometimes.

One second he was sulking alone and enlightening himself, and the next second he was coaxed into elation by a few words from the other party who didn't know whether it was true or not.

However, she felt that a steady person like Zhuang Xun would definitely not tell lies.

"Hmm..." Wen Mi pretended to be deep, not letting her voice betray her joy at the moment: "The kidnapper didn't send me any more strange things, because Tao Sheng agreed to publish the photos."

"That's fine."

Wen Mi: "..."

Zhuang Xun: "..."

Then the two of them were relatively speechless, not knowing what to talk about.

They are not used to talking like this, and they are much more restrained than text chatting.

But neither of them wanted to end the voice call so quickly.

"You..." Zhuang Xun stopped regretting just after saying a word.

"What's wrong with me?" Wen Mi asked.

Not knowing what to talk about, Zhuang Xun's first reaction was to talk about the case.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he remembered that Wen Mi had said that she didn't want to discuss the case every time she chatted with him.

"Have you eaten yet?" Zhuang Xun changed his words temporarily.

Wen Mi: "..."

It's almost twelve o'clock in the morning, can she not eat?
Just as Wen Mi was about to reply like this, she swallowed the words again.

This is a great opportunity to build your image!
"Just finished eating." Wen Mi said in a serious manner: "I was checking the suspect's information. After I finished the check, it was almost eleven o'clock, and I realized that I hadn't had dinner yet."

In fact, what she said was not entirely false, she just reversed the order of the facts.

"Next time, work after eating. The work can never be finished. The body is the most important thing." A workaholic who never did this told the other party.

"Hmm." Wen Mi responded obediently.

Zhuang Xun: "..."

Wen Mi: "..."

The two of them had nothing to talk about.

After an embarrassing silence for a while, Wen Mi said, "Why didn't you sleep so late? Are you working overtime too?"

Zhuang Xun did not work overtime today, and it was rare for him to leave work on time.

He was a little annoyed.The other party is working so hard, he can't appear to be lazy and unmotivated.If I had known earlier, he would be working overtime today before leaving get off work.

"Well, I just finished working overtime." Zhuang Xun also said in a serious manner: "I'm planning to read a book, so I'll go to sleep."

"What book?" Wen Mi said, "Is it still the criminal investigation of the public security agency last time?"

"Well, I haven't finished watching it yet."

"Oh."

Zhuang Xun was silent for a while, then asked hesitantly, "Last time, did you sleep well?"

"Last time?" Wen Mi hasn't reacted yet.

"For you...that time at school." Zhuang Xun's ears felt slightly hot for no reason.

Just as Wen Mi wanted to say that she slept well, she blinked her peachy eyes, smiled playfully, and changed her words: "I slept well last time, but I didn't sleep well last night."

She sighed heavily, as if she was afraid that Zhuang Xun would not hear her.

"As soon as I closed my eyes last night, I thought about the human tissue that the kidnapper sent me again. I tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep, which made me feel depressed all day today."

Wen Mi was planning to continue laying the groundwork for a while, and asked Zhuang Xun to study for her step by step and without any trace, but Zhuang Xun spoke first.

"I'll read to you again tonight."

(End of this chapter)