Chapter 335: Chapter 333: How Can People Be This Rich?

In the interrogation room.

Su Miaoyi sat down.

Tian Min looked at her. "Why is it you again? Don’t waste your breath. I’m not talking, and that’s final. Didn’t you say you knew her? Is this how? You don’t even know who the person trying to kill you is, just that you’ve seen half her face."

More taunts.

"I’m not here to ask for your help with a sketch. I came to let you know we’re leaving," Su Miaoyi said.

Tian Min stared at her.

Su Miaoyi showed her the completed sketch.

Tian Min gazed at the person in the drawing. Her expression remained unchanged; she simply kept staring at the sketch.

Su Miaoyi stood up and handed the sketch directly to her.

Tian Min held it and continued to look.

"It’s recent," Su Miaoyi said. "Not too different from how you remember her, I imagine."

Tian Min said nothing.

Su Miaoyi didn’t press, just sat back down.

She waited.

After a long time, Tian Min finally spoke, her eyes still on the sketch. "The year she spent with me... was the happiest of my twenty-seven years."

Su Miaoyi listened quietly.

"She showed me that a woman could live like her—powerful, logical, and free to do whatever she pleased. She wasn’t one to trap herself for the sake of ’chastity’ or ’reputation.’ She taught me that if you’re powerful enough, destiny is in your hands. Both your own, and other people’s."

"I think you went about it the wrong way," Su Miaoyi said.

Tian Min looked at her. "You think I shouldn’t have killed them? That I should’ve just called the police on them?

Su Miaoyi was silent for a moment.

"Gao Hui and Wan Shuang would’ve gotten a warning at most, maybe a few days in detention. And in return, the abuse would have only gotten worse." Tian Min fell silent for a moment before asking, "If it were you, what would you have done?"

Su Miaoyi considered it. "There are many ways. At the very least... while making them pay, I wouldn’t let myself wind up in a place like this. I wouldn’t throw away the rest of my life. Their lives can be over, but mine still has to be spectacular."

Tian Min continued to study her. In Su Miaoyi’s eyes, she saw pity and regret. After a moment, a small smile touched Tian Min’s lips. "You’re amusing."

"I’ll take that as a compliment."

"It is."

"You have a funny way of phrasing things, then," Su Miaoyi said with a smile of her own.

Tian Min glanced at the sketch in her hands again. "Can I keep this?"

"No," Su Miaoyi said. "I can only let you look."

Tian Min sighed. "You people have so many rules."

"If by some miracle you managed to kill yourself with this piece of paper, I’d be in serious trouble," Su Miaoyi replied.

Tian Min brandished the paper. "Kill myself with this?"

"You never know." Su Miaoyi stood and walked over to her, taking the sketch back. "With enough force and speed, anything is possible."

Tian Min watched her. "I get the feeling you’re trying to send me a message."

"As long as you got it," Su Miaoyi replied. "Want another look?"

Tian Min shook her head. "No."

After that one word, she paused, then added, "Thank you."

Su Miaoyi looked at her, knowing the thanks was for being allowed to see the sketch.

’The Sister Ying she remembers,’ Su Miaoyi thought, ’must be the one who disappeared from her life three or four years ago.’

"Don’t thank me," Su Miaoyi said. "I just came to show off that we got the sketch done without you. After all, you got my colleague pretty worked up."

Tian Min let out a small smile.

Su Miaoyi turned to leave with the sketch.

Tian Min called after her, "Tian Shi and Tian Xuan..."

"Captain Duan said he’ll arrange for you to see them before you’re transferred to Chang City."

Tian Min nodded.

"I’m off."

Tian Min watched her back as she left the interrogation room.

...

When Su Miaoyi returned to the office, Zhuang Yanzheng was on the phone by the entrance.

As she walked past, she overheard him talking about repairing roads and money. She shot a foot out to trip him.

Zhuang Yanzheng, anticipating the move, lifted his leg and dodged it perfectly.

Su Miaoyi glared at him.

His face was a mask of smug satisfaction.

Deeply disappointed, Su Miaoyi entered the office and handed the sketch to Lu Zhishen.

A moment later, Zhuang Yanzheng came in as well.

"We checked Tian Min’s burner phone. She only ever contacted two people with it. One was Cong Yu, and the other must be Sister Ying," Zhuang Yanzheng reported. "It’s just like Tian Min said—they’d get in touch once or twice a year. Just normal pleasantries, nothing more. But recently, Sister Ying initiated contact. She told Tian Min that someone named Su Miaoyi had arrived in Chang City and that she should find her."

"So this Sister Ying only knew I’d come to Chang City, but not where I was exactly?" Su Miaoyi asked.

"That’s what the messages suggest. Sister Ying sent Tian Min a photo of you via MMS." Zhuang Yanzheng pulled out his phone to show her.

Lu Zhishen and Chu Xingrou leaned in for a look as well.

After seeing the picture, both of them looked up at Su Miaoyi.

Su Miaoyi studied the photo. ’The clothes, the background... this must have been taken last August.’

’I looked a little different back then.’

’The resemblance is strong, but side-by-side, you can tell there’s a difference.’

Su Miaoyi glanced back at Lu Zhishen and Chu Xingrou.

The three exchanged looks for a moment before Zhuang Yanzheng complained, "Hey, what am I, a phone stand?"

All three immediately looked away.

Zhuang Yanzheng put his phone away and continued, "Tian Min messaged Sister Ying, telling her a cop from Jinghai named Su Miaoyi had come to Yanjing Village. She also mentioned Lu Zhishen and Chu Xingrou’s names and said Su Miaoyi looked a lot like the person in the photo. Sister Ying confirmed it was you and told Tian Min to kill you. Tian Min didn’t ask why. She just replied with a single word: ’Okay.’"

"Did you trace Sister Ying’s number?" Su Miaoyi asked.

"It’s an unregistered SIM, based overseas," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"Sister Ying is cautious; she wouldn’t have revealed much to Tian Min," Su Miaoyi said. "She must have been certain the number was untraceable, which is why she felt safe giving it to Tian Min and maintaining contact."

"I just wonder what she was doing here back then," said Chu Xingrou.

"And they’ve been tracking your movements ever since," Lu Zhishen added.

"It’s fine," Su Miaoyi said. "This is perfect. Let them come. We’ll just catch them one by one."

"You’re certainly an optimist," Zhuang Yanzheng remarked.

"Of course," Su Miaoyi said. "It’d be best if they all came to us. Saves us the trouble of having to find them."

Zhuang Yanzheng’s phone rang again. He answered.

The other three listened to his side of the conversation.

When he hung up, Lu Zhishen asked, "Donating money to fix the road?"

"Yep," Zhuang Yanzheng said. "Driving over here, I felt like I was being shaken to pieces on all these winding roads. I made a call. The blueprints for a new road were drawn up ages ago. They just need to tunnel through that mountain over there. It would cut the travel time to downtown Chang City by more than half, and the drive would be smooth. The only thing they’re lacking is money."

The three of them stared at him.

Just building a road would cost a fortune.

And this plan involved tunneling through a mountain.

Zhuang Yanzheng grinned. "Building bridges and paving roads earns immense merit. My dad would be thrilled, and all the ancestors of the Zhuang Family would be, too."

"Count my family in, then," Chu Xingrou said. "I want to make my ancestors happy, too."

"My family already donated everything we had," Su Miaoyi deadpanned. "My ancestors are in a state of constant bliss."

She stared at the other three.

’Unbelievable.’

’How can people be this rich?’

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