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I Use My Psychic System to Become a Master Detective!

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Chapter 21

I Use My Psychic System to Become a Master Detective!

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“So that’s how it is.”

Song Yang nodded in understanding and then said, “Do you have your parents’ phone numbers? I’ll give them a call.”

“I’m an orphan!” Mu Wanqing said with a sad face.Full novel: I Use My Psychic System to Become a Master Detective! — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

Song Yang glanced at her, not feeling like she was lying, so he said, “I’m sorry!”

“It’s okay!” Mu Wanqing shook her head and asked, “Officer Song, is there any news about Xiaozhi?”

“Haven’t you seen the recent news?”

“What news?”

Song Yang realized that the Investigation Bureau hadn’t investigated Xiaozhi’s situation. To avoid the issue from escalating, they hadn’t mentioned it at the press conference.

Similarly, because Feng Zhizhi and the professor were related as father and daughter, her death was also included in the professor’s case.

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The murderer who killed Da Zhi was naturally blamed on Wang Jie.

“You probably won’t see Xiaozhi anymore!” Song Yang said concisely.

“What does that mean? Where did she go?”

Seeing how naively terrifying Mu Wanqing was, Song Yang had no choice but to tell her the truth. After hearing this, the latter was as if struck by lightning, unable to process it, and sat there dumbfounded.

Only after a long time did she burst into tears.

Song Yang comforted her for a long time before finally calming her emotions. After such crying and Furious, Mu Wanqing couldn’t resist the fatigue and fell into a deep sleep.

Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief, hugged her on his body, covered her with the quilt, while he slept in the living room.

The next morning, Song Yang was awakened by the alarm clock.

After getting up to wash up, a boy suddenly appeared in front of him. He was startled, but after seeing the person clearly, he remembered.

‘Oh, Mu Wanqing was at my house yesterday?’

Mu Wanqing shyly said, “Officer Song, thank you for taking me in, this is the breakfast I bought for you.”

Looking at the steaming buns, Song Yang was quite surprised, “You got up so early?”

“School has morning self-study, I’m used to getting up early.” Mu Wanqing continued, “Officer Song, can I come to your house often in the future?”

“Huh?”

“Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi is dead, I don’t have any friends anymore, I’m the only one left.” Mu Wanqing said, unable to hide her sadness when she mentioned Xiaozhi.

Song Yang sighed and said, unable to bear it, “It’s possible.”

Taking the bun from her hand, Song Yang continued, “But regarding Xiaozhi, I don’t think I know her very well. Maybe she’s not worth me being sad for her, right?”

“Officer Song, Xiaozhi is my best friend!” Mu Wanqing said firmly, her eyes full of seriousness.

“I know.” Song Yang was startled by her suddenly loud voice. After a moment of contemplation, he continued, “Do you know who Feng Zhizhi’s biological father is?”

“Who?”

“Professor Chen Feng!”

“Chen Feng? Professor?” Mu Wanqing hesitated, “The professor you’re referring to, wouldn’t be?”

“That’s right. It’s our physics teacher, also the professor who’s been making a lot of noise recently.” Song Yang explained, “With that said, what she told me about her parents in Tongjia Town isn’t true.”

“So, you can’t find her home. Because she lied to you. Even, she lied to everyone, she and the professor, never lived in Tongjia Town.”

This also explains why when the investigators came to Tongjia Town to investigate, they were told that no one there knew the professor and them.

“It’s also possible that they weren’t living there under their real names.” Mu Wanqing pointed out another possibility.

Song Yang frowned, feeling surprised.

This possibility was indeed very high.

He couldn’t help but glanced at Mu Wanqing, but the latter noticed his gaze and couldn’t help but lower her head, blushing.

Song Yang took a bite of the bun and said, “I’ll try to follow up on this lead. Now, you go to school, I’ll go to work.”

“Okay, got it.”

Mu Wanqing agreed readily.

The two left the home one after the other and separated at the intersection. Mu Wanqing pretended to go back to school, but at another intersection, she went back.

Noticing Song Yang’s departing figure, she muttered to herself, “I’m sorry, Officer Song, I have to find the truth myself!”

She had already made up her mind last night.

She must find the murderer.

And Song Yang didn’t go directly to the Investigation Bureau. On the way, he received a call from a reporter asking him to come to Shangpin Hotel.

So, he rode his Electric Scooter to the familiar cafe.

When he arrived there, the reporter had already arrived.

Song Yang joked, “People who don’t know would think I’m unemployed, are reporters so idle every day?”

“Isn’t that because of you!”

“Because of me? What does this have to do with me?”

“I told you to come back and wait for my news. Let me see how long I haven’t contacted you?” The reporter said with a smile, “Since you don’t come to me, then I’ll come to you.”

“It seems like I’m the one looking for you.” Song Yang sat down and replied unhappily.

“Something happened. The Wang Jie case, there’s been substantial progress.” Song Yang said vaguely.

“But I have progress.” The reporter took a sip of cappuccino and then said, “I can basically confirm who the murderer is?”

“What?” Song Yang frowned, “You know? How do you know?”

“Do you think I’ve been a reporter for so many years for nothing? I know too many people.” Jiang Ge said triumphantly.

“What do you know? Who is the murderer?” Song Yang asked quickly.

“Actually, to know who killed Wang Jie? You just need to check the fingerprints on the Broadsword.”

“You found it?”

“Naturally.” The reporter said with a smile.

“I remember you didn’t say that last time.”

“Last time was last time, this time is this time.”

“What do you mean?”

“Want to know who the murderer is?”

“Who?”

“Team Leader Yu Yang, Investigator with police number 037 from Qiaotingzi Community Investigation Bureau.” The woman pointed at Song Yang, “Your team leader!”

“That’s impossible.” Song Yang’s mind buzzed.

“Then how do you explain that his fingerprints are on the Broadsword?”

“The Broadsword is with you, where did he get the fingerprints?”

“I already copied them down.” The reporter said smugly.

Seeing Song Yang not trusting her, the reporter didn’t care and said, “The Broadsword is with me, you can come and check the fingerprints to see if what I said is false or true.”

“It’s not reasonable.” Song Yang retorted.

“First, it’s not known whether the Broadsword is the murder weapon. All of this is just my speculation. Second, it’s not known whether the fingerprints on it belong to Officer Yu. Third, the person in the video of the professor’s murder is obviously a man. Even if he’s not a man, that figure is not Officer Yu’s figure. He’s a thin man.”

“Hehe, you really know how to highlight your strengths and avoid your weaknesses.”

The reporter smiled and said, “First of all, the Broadsword is definitely the murder weapon. The forensic doctor in the professor’s case can definitely confirm this, right? And there’s also the video I took as evidence.”

“And in the Wang Jie case, you also saw the video, the woman in the wedding dress used the Broadsword, although she didn’t kill Wang Jie, it’s no different from killing Wang Jie, right?”

“Second, just as you said, whether the fingerprints on the Broadsword belong to Officer Yu, I can verify it myself.”

“As for the third, how do you know if Officer Yu’s figure is slender?”

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