Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 132 - 105: Zhu Hong’s Request

After a while, Mu Yunchu slowly spoke.

"Forensic Doctor Wen doesn’t seem to have good rest usually."

She too knew that the other person could see ghosts. Working in such a place every day, it’s likely that being ’frightened’ is a common occurrence.

"If you really have trouble sleeping, you can come to the shop to find me."

After speaking, Mu Yunchu handed him a business card.

...

After leaving the autopsy room, Mu Yunchu headed straight to Zhou Zhicheng’s office. Coincidentally, the latter seemed to have been waiting for her for quite some time.

Two cups of tea were already placed on the table, still steaming hot.

"Have a seat."

Zhou Zhicheng’s office wasn’t big, nor was it particularly nice. When the door opened, a strong scent of air freshener hit the face, hard to cover the smell of tobacco oil that had seeped into the walls.

Mu Yunchu sat on one of the sofas.

Regarding the matter Zhou Zhicheng just mentioned, about being a ’specially appointed member’ of the police department, they definitely needed to discuss more details.

In fact, he already had such an idea when they first met. Today, he just wanted to put the long-held thought into practice.

He was worried that if he didn’t give any heads up, Mu Yunchu might be unhappy.

Therefore, during the conversation, Zhou Zhicheng lost some of his momentum.

He spoke first, "Actually, this specially appointed position is just a nominal post. You don’t need to come to work, nor will you be forced to do anything for the police department."

Zhou Zhicheng showed his utmost sincerity.

The request was merely to keep Mu Yunchu, to maintain a good relationship with the police department.

The documents had been reported long ago, and had gone through multiple approvals before the trial stamp was given.

Of course, if they encountered any truly difficult cases, it would be even better if she was willing to help.

Mu Yunchu nodded and did not refuse.

This identity, for her, was beneficial without any harm.

And more importantly... there was a salary.

It was equivalent to several of her fortune-telling fees.

Though not much, it was better than normal salary conditions. After all, outwardly, the position she held appeared quite high.

But precisely because of this, Mu Yunchu had to do something.

After pondering for a moment, she said, "How about this, if the police team encounters any problems, feel free to find me anytime."

Similar to the situation at the murderer’s hotel today, she would provide important clues.

"Aside from this, I can help you investigate an unresolved case from the past every month."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhicheng’s eyes visibly brightened.

It’s known that those old unresolved cases couldn’t proceed due to a lack of clues. As long as the murderer isn’t caught, the souls of the deceased can’t rest in peace.

Since the establishment of the police department, these cases weren’t just a few hundred. In Zhou Zhicheng’s decades as a detective, he had encountered many more than that.

More importantly... there were a few cases that had been on his mind for years, longing to bring justice to the deceased, even in his dreams.

Seeing him not speaking for a long time, Mu Yunchu paused, then added, "No extra charge."

Thus, the two reached a win-win cooperation.

...

Watching her departure, Zhou Zhicheng felt that happiness had come too suddenly.

The thought of things that would happen in the days to come stirred waves of excitement in his heart.

He was happy, but Mu Yunchu, who was leaving the police department, began thinking about another matter.

With Gong Hong’s death, the Gu Worms disappeared completely, meaning this clue was temporarily cut off.

What about Zhu Ping’s daughter?

In theory, with Gong Hong dead, Zhu Meimei should have returned to normal. But she inquired and found that her condition hadn’t changed much.

She couldn’t help reaching out for a divination.

A few seconds later, she opened her eyes again, a glimmer of light flashing in them.

There’s a turn of events!

And... the turn would appear by tomorrow at the latest.

...

When she returned to the store, she found that although the shop’s door was closed, the candle lanterns in the back courtyard were still lit.

She knew someone was waiting for her to come home.

The candle lanterns were made by an old craftsman using ancient methods. Though they seemed inconspicuous, they were quite exquisite. They were chosen by Li Shang.

She pushed the door open and indeed saw two large and small figures sitting in the courtyard.

The two adults were Li Shang and Zhu Hong.

The little one was the drought demon.

Upon hearing the noise, three pairs of eyes turned to the doorway. When they saw Mu Yunchu, Zhu Hong quickly stood up and came over. Before anyone could react, she ’thudded’ to her knees.

"Thank you, benefactor, for catching the real murderer for me!"

Then she started kowtowing on her own accord.

Not only did Mu Yunchu help her bring the real culprit to justice, but she also temporarily found her a place to settle down.

So, Zhu Hong was truly grateful to her from the bottom of her heart.

"Actually, I didn’t really do anything. Even without me, the murderer would have been caught sooner or later."

It was just a matter of time.

He couldn’t possibly escape.

Zhu Hong slowly shook her head, "I have more than just that to thank you for."

"First, you helped me retrieve my mother’s memento."

Mu Yunchu knew she was talking about that golden ring.

Mu Yunchu asked Zhou Zhicheng. Once the case was completely solved, the ring would be returned to Zhu Hong’s brother.

"Secondly, you sent the murderer to face justice."

"And most importantly," Zhu Hong lifted her head, her eyes filled with red blood vessels, "you cleared my name!"

Because of her job, she had to endure all sorts of sidelong glances and disparaging jokes while alive.

And even after being murdered, she had to endure obscene rumors.

It was Mu Yunchu who cleared her name in the livestream, allowing her to leave with at least some dignity.

After she finished speaking, Mu Yunchu looked deeply at her.

"Do you have something to ask of me?"

Zhu Hong pressed her lips together, her expression slightly unnatural. She knew her thoughts couldn’t be hidden from the other, so she honestly confessed.

"I..."

She shuffled forward a few steps on her knees.

"I see that you are very familiar with the police, can I trouble you to find a good place for my brother? Just somewhere he won’t be bullied and can grow up safely."

Zhu Hong entrusted this to Mu Yunchu because she personally witnessed her abilities. No one could make a more correct decision than she could.

Another reason was that she didn’t trust anyone else enough.

"I have roughly six hundred thousand yuan saved up before the incident. If you’re willing to help me, I can give you half of it."

The password to that bank card was known only to her.

The remaining half needed to be kept for her brother’s treatment expenses.

Li Shang, drawn by the commotion, came over and curiously asked, standing next to Mu Yunchu, "You have a brother too?"

"Is he very young? Why do you need to find a good place for him?"

Zhu Hong’s expression turned pained.

"Her brother is ten years old." Mu Yunchu’s somewhat soft voice rang out, "But because of a congenital intellectual disability, his IQ is no different from a four or five-year-old child."

Moreover, his IQ might remain that way, never changing.

"In addition to a hereditary illness, he has been receiving treatment in a sanatorium for years, requiring substantial medical expenses every year."

This was also why Zhu Hong worked as a streamer.