Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 312: What Is This, Miss Song?

Shen Yuyan spoke, her eyes fixed on the woman in front of her.

From the very beginning, she seemed composed and calm, but it was obvious that her pupils were constantly avoiding their gaze.

She was clearly afraid of them, or perhaps feeling guilty.

Shen Yuyan took out a package of white stuff from the box in front of her.

"What’s this, Miss Song?" Shen Yuyan said, "Care to explain?"

Song Yi frowned. Isn’t this the item that the old man said he wanted to give her?

Why is it here?

She pressed her lips together, forcibly suppressing the negative emotions inside her.

Faced with the police, Song Yi found herself genuinely allergic to the word, even though they were not in uniform today, there was still a sense of repression in her heart.

She realized that, apart from Tang Si, she reflexively feared others.

Sometimes more, sometimes less; perhaps now it is less than before.

Pulling Shen Yuyan to sit down, she put on a bright smile, "I think there might be some misunderstanding here."

Song Yi was a cunning fox, very adaptable to circumstances.

Seeing the situation unfavorable, of course, she tried to appear amicable in front of Shen Yuyan.

Faced with Song Yi’s sudden 180-degree change in attitude, Shen Yuyan raised an eyebrow, "I’m here to investigate a case, not to watch you perform."

Song Yi: "If you want to watch a performance, that’s fine. I have many actors under my name, you can watch whichever one you like, if there’s an actor you fancy, I can even get them to come and have dinner with you, how does that sound?"

Shen Yuyan gave a graceful smile, leaned slightly against the sofa, tossed the white package onto the coffee table, pointed at it, and with a cold gaze, said, "First, explain this package to me."

Song Yi licked her lips and spoke frankly, "Just now an old man came by and said he wanted to give me a gift; this box was exactly the gift he prepared for me, but I didn’t accept it. I don’t know why it suddenly appeared at the entrance."

"Perhaps the old man left it behind."

Shen Yuyan: "Any evidence to prove that?"

His interrogative demeanor made Song Yi quite uncomfortable.

She was silent for a moment and then suddenly spoke, "Have you confirmed what’s in that bag on the table?"

"Perhaps..." Song Yi looked at Shen Yuyan, "It’s laundry detergent?"

"Because the old man said his spouse had passed away, his children treated him poorly, so the family’s financial situation was difficult, coming to give me a gift of laundry detergent is possible."

Shen Yuyan chuckled; in their line of work, they could tell what it was just by looking at it from afar.

"You’re really stubborn, won’t give up until you see the truth." Shen Yuyan gestured, "Fang Chang, open the bag, let Miss Song smell it and see if it’s indeed laundry detergent?"

It was eventually confirmed to be a pack of genuine white powder.

Song Yi realized things were not right.

Moreover, why did that old man have such things?

This is clearly a deliberate setup.

If so, then the plan must have started from the day he appeared at her car door.

Knocking on the car door, he expected her to open it, perhaps intending to place those items in her car at that very moment.

Unfortunately, Tang Si arrived then, so he had to find an excuse to leave.

Shen Yuyan: "Do you have anything else to say?"

"There’s surveillance at the door; I can get the footage to show you." Song Yi said, and went to check the surveillance, only to find that the footage was missing during the time the old man came.

At that moment, her mind went blank.

A cold breeze blew in through the window, filtering in through her collar, Song Yi shivered.

The situation was too complicated; she couldn’t sort it out briefly.

Shen Yuyan: "Come with us for a test."

"To determine whether you consumed drugs."

...

On Tang Si’s side, a warrant was issued based on the people in the surveillance footage.

Subsequently, he also conducted an investigation at the mall.

And found that cleaner.

He was found in a warehouse alone at home, rarely contacting his children or neighbors.

So, no one noticed his disappearance because the mall’s HR records showed someone had handed in his resignation letter.

So he didn’t go back to work at the mall, and nothing looked wrong to them, they just thought the cleaner was being capricious.

"I don’t know what happened; that person asked me for clothes and when I refused, they tied me up and took my clothes."

"Officer, please do justice for me."

Tang Si sat, looking calmly at him, "Do you remember the characteristics of that person?"

"I remember they were quite tall, probably 1.8 meters."

Tang Si glanced at Zhou Liang, who understood, and brought the surveillance photo in front of him, "Is this the person?"

The cleaner saw the photo, took a moment, then pointed and said, "Yes, yes, that’s him!"

Tang Si coldly stared at him. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Then asked with a smile, "Did they have a tattoo on their arm?"

The cleaner immediately responded, "Yes, yes, there was a tattoo on the arm."

Tang Si slightly crossed his legs, listening to this, smiled again and spoke with a chilling tone, "So, what was the design of the tattoo? Could you describe it for me?"

"Was it on the left arm or the right arm?"

The cleaner hesitated for a moment, then only for a brief second, "The situation was too urgent at the time, I don’t remember clearly, just saw it roughly, indeed there was a tattoo."

"Are you sure? There was indeed a tattoo?"

The cleaner felt a chill from his question, but still nodded.

"Haha." Tang Si sneered, patted his thigh, and stood up, "Zhou Liang, take him back and lock him up."

The cleaner panicked upon hearing this.

Zhou Liang grabbed the cleaner’s hand.

The cleaner struggled fiercely, glaring at Tang Si, "Why? I didn’t do anything, I was tied up, I’m a victim, can you police just randomly arrest people?"

"You won’t catch that bad guy, but you’re going to arrest me instead?"

Tang Si casually grabbed his collar, mocking him with a sneer, "First, your acting skills are really poor; second, your intelligence is really low, truly unfit to play these messy games with me."

"Third," Tang Si sneered, "and most importantly, that person didn’t have a tattoo at all."