He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 141 The Educated Youth: Her Radiant Beauty

With the New Year passing by in a hurry, Wen Yan also began to investigate Chi Yanyan's matter.

Actually, there's not much to investigate. Heaven just spilled everything out in one go: time, place, tools—everything was there.

It's simply because of luck that these things can't be found out.

"So, sir, I've written down the locations of the evidence, and they're all here. Please take them to the police station."

With tears in his eyes and a pitiful expression, Tiandao handed over a thick paper bag.

Wen Yan's eye twitched.

She suspected that even the Way of Heaven lacked intelligence.

How could someone who had just returned from a rural area and hadn't even warmed her seat at home know everything about a top-secret case, something even the police couldn't uncover?

Isn't this just blatantly handing over a target for others to shoot at?

"Just leave it there, I have my own way of dealing with it."

What are your thoughts?

The old man, humbly seeking guidance, twitched his mustache.

"Just wait and see."

After the old man Tiandao left, Wen Yan quickly began searching through her treasure vault.

After some searching, I found it among a pile of dusty, broken bottles—

Truth potion!

Since we can't find anything, Zigong will do.

It's a pity that treasures can't be used all the time.

Things went much more smoothly after that. Wen Yan "accidentally" ran into Chi Yanyan and got into a fight with her. A kind citizen called the police and took her to the police station.

The police turned on the incandescent light, and the bright light made Chi Yanyan close her eyes slightly.

A glint flashed in her eyes, and a lie almost came out of her mouth, but this time she miscalculated.

"You're saying you killed Shen Zizhong?!"

The police officers who were asking the questions were trembling, their foreheads were dripping with sweat, and their hands were shaking as they held the pen.

Chi Yanyan stiffly agreed.

Despite her desperate attempts to control her mind, her mouth still spewed out a torrent of truth.

She's just like a well-behaved baby.

The officers outside the observation room wrote in a flamboyant hand, as if afraid of missing a single punctuation mark.

This major case was solved so easily.

It broke out so suddenly and unexpectedly.

However, the subsequent investigation and search for the body parts will take some time, and the entire police station has entered an expedited state.

For simple disputes like Wen Yan's, they would just give her a few words of advice and let her go.

Wen Yan let out a soft breath as she stepped out of the police station.

I've never felt the air so fresh and pleasant.

"walk home!"

She rode her bicycle slowly towards home.

After parking the car in the yard, she asked her mother inside the house, "Mom, is there any news for me?"

"No."

This can't be! It's been almost a month, and school starts in a few days, yet Shen Que hasn't sent her a single letter!

Wen Yan, not believing in bad luck, opened the mailbox and searched through it, and actually found a letter.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the letter I had sent to him that had been returned.

He immediately became angry.

He took the letter and locked himself in his room.

"Little San San, what is Shen Que doing?"

233 Open the operation interface, and Shen Que's information area is shrouded in mist.

"I can't find it."

Wen Yan's eyes turned cold.

The fact that he cannot be found only means that he is not within the scope of 233's search, which means that he is not in China.

"Xiao San San, go talk to your superior and tell them I want to upgrade your privileges."

233 happily went to find the leader.

It wasn't something it suggested on its own initiative; it was something the adults demanded. The leader had no choice but to approve it, even if he didn't want to.

The upgrade was very quick. After hearing that it was Wen Yan's idea, the higher-ups didn't hesitate and provided a one-stop service for stamping and processing the procedures.

In just one week, the brand new 233 has been launched.

It didn't forget the purpose of Wenyan's upgrade. All indicators were optimized, and after the permissions were opened, it immediately checked Shen Que's information.

The information indicates that he is doing business in a coastal country.

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that nothing bad had happened.

The furrowed brow gradually relaxed, and the cold air that had been swirling around the house dissipated considerably.

The family sat around the table for dinner, and Mr. Wen spoke first: "Xiao Yan, I have a young man here..."

"not see."

Wen Yan didn't even look up, but replied very quickly.

Mr. Wen was furious: "What is there to miss about that farmer? It's been a month and he hasn't sent a single letter. I sent someone to inquire, and it turns out he disappeared after his grandmother died."

"We can't find them, they've run away, what else do you want to do?"

Wen Yan found it annoying, and then she thought about how Shen Que was busy with his business overseas and she didn't know when he would return, which made her even more annoyed.

So the result was that she bought a pair of wedding rings, wore the women's ring herself, and kept the men's ring, intending to leave it for Shen Que.

She always wears her wedding ring when she goes out.

This infuriated Mr. Wen.

He threatened to no longer concern himself with her messy affairs.

Two years passed quietly, and before we knew it, Wen Yan was a junior in college.

She followed in the footsteps of the original owner and started writing. The words seemed to come alive under her pen, lively and skillful.

Many newspapers were vying for it.

Unfortunately, Shen Que returned five times, but never once did he look for her.

If 233 hadn't reminded Wen Yan, she wouldn't have known that Shen Que had returned and was secretly following her!

But he wouldn't show himself, only glancing at her from afar before hurrying south.

Wen Yan wanted to catch someone, but couldn't.

That day, she went to the countryside to conduct field research and write a village history in order to complete her coursework, but her car broke down on the way back.

Quite coincidentally, a high-quality, excellent man was willing to give her a ride.

Wen Yan had a headache; it must be her mother's doing again.

She rejected him so thoroughly, you could say decisively, that high-quality, excellent men couldn't bear it and left without hesitation.

Wen Yan figured it wasn't far from the city anyway, so she started walking slowly.

Out of her sight, a black sedan was moving slowly.

His deep eyes were fixed on her, his turbulent emotions perfectly concealed beneath his calm and unwavering gaze.

Bottomless.

The man murmured silently.

"Kanyan."