In the next two days, Mei De and Yuan Bin helped Zheng Jie handle Sunset's funeral together. Sunset's suicide caused a lot of turmoil in the local area, and the whole city was in the wind. Zheng Jie thought that this was a disgraceful thing, so the funeral was quite simple, and only some close relatives and friends came to mourn. Sunset's aftermath is taken care of three days later.

Mei De and Yuan Bin felt that there was no reason to stay in City C any longer, and they were ready to leave after saying goodbye to Zheng Jie.

On the way back from the cemetery, Dmitry said, "It's time for us to go." “

Zheng Jie raised her head to look at him.

Sunset...... Yuan Bin and I both feel very sorry for this incident. We don't know what to say...... I can only ask you to mourn by the way. ”

Zheng Jie's gaze looked ahead, as if in deep thought.

"If there's nothing we need help with......"

"No," Zheng Jie turned her face to look at Med, "I want to talk to you." ”

"Talk about it...... Of course, but ......"

"Can you go and sit at my house for a while?"

Medder and Yuan Bin glanced at each other and said, "Okay." ”

Sitting in Sunset's living room again, Dmitry felt a little uneasy.

Zheng Jie was still sitting on the sofa opposite them, and she looked at Mei and Yuan Bin with a scrutinizing gaze.

"I think you should be honest with me." She said suddenly.

"What?" Dmitry was somewhat confused.

"I think you're clearly hiding something from me."

Med raised his face and looked at Zheng Jie suspiciously, as if he was looking at a complete stranger.

"What do you mean?" Dmitry asked cautiously.

Zheng Jie looked at him, and suddenly said with a straight face: "You two said that you came to see an old friend, but you didn't come early, you didn't come late, and my husband died as soon as I came—do you really think I'm so stupid that I think it's a coincidence?" ”

Dmitry was taken aback, "Do you think Sunset's death has anything to do with us?" ”

"That's impossible! We never imagined that this would happen before we came! Yuan Bin hurriedly explained.

Zheng Jie's scrutinizing gaze quickly swept over them. "So how do you explain these two things - number one, at the door of my husband's office, as soon as he heard a cell phone ringing inside, Dmitry yelled 'Something happened to Sunset!' I wondered, why don't you think it's just him dropping his phone inside? Did you have a feeling from the beginning that something was going to happen to him? ”

"Second, we were at the Public Security Bureau on the night of the incident. As soon as I mention Sunset's phrase, 'I'm the second,' you both shudder at the same time, and then look nervous. The police didn't see it at the time, but I could see it clearly. How do you explain this? ”

In the face of Zheng Jie's sharp questioning, Mice became cramped: "Actually, that night, I just guessed him...... Something may have happened; In the Public Security Bureau, I just coincidentally...... Well, I mean ......"

"Listen," Zheng Jie interrupted him, "I can tell you what I just said to you, but tell the police." Don't you think? ”

"That'...... Why don't you do it? Yuan Bin asked.

"Because my contact with you in the past few days has convinced me that you will not be the murderer of my husband - you are just hiding something from me. That's why I'm telling you honestly, and I want you to tell me the truth in person. ”

"You use the word 'killing,' do you think Sunset didn't kill herself, she was murdered?" Dmitry said.

"I told the police a long time ago that I don't think my husband has any troubles or troubles that would lead him to commit suicide. So I think there's going to be something strange about it—and you, for sure, know something. ”

Med and Yuan Bin frowned tightly and did not say a word.

"Why, don't you want to tell me now?"

"I ...... There are some things that we may not be able to say......" Yuan Bin looked helpless.

"I knew you must be hiding some secret!" Zheng Jie said sharply, "Okay, if you insist on not saying it, I will have to let the police ask you!" ”

"Nope! Let's ......" Yuan Bin glanced at Med and whispered, "We can tell you." ”

Dmitry glared at him, her lips closed.

"Alright, Dmide." Yuan Bin's tone had a hint of crying, "The four of us have kept this secret for ten years, and it seems that we can't keep it." Sunset is dead! We'll sit here again, and we'll be the next to die! ”

Dmitry sighed heavily: "Say it! Start from the beginning and tell things as they are. ”