Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 119 Playing a Video to Teach Me
There was no trace of joy or modesty on Wen Mi's face.

She said quietly: "In fact, you have already figured out who the murderer is. When we went to the monitoring room for the second time, you, like me, actually guessed who the murderer was."

A smile of unknown meaning appeared on Yue Qingyue's face, and he denied it: "I'm not as smart as you, I have no clue at all, and I don't even know who the murderer is."

Wen Mi looked at him and said nothing.

She never thought that Yue Qingyue would admit it.

Yue Qingyue seemed to be out of the whole thing from the beginning to the end, he was not afraid, and even enjoyed seeing everything in front of him.

He might have roughly guessed who the murderer was long before Wen Mi.

But he didn't say anything, just quietly watched everyone running around like headless chickens, waiting in fear for their fate.

This person is very wicked.

"This night scared me so much, I thought I would die inside." Yue Qingyue patted his chest in shock: "Fortunately, you have Reporter Wen."

Yue Qingyue waved to them with a bright smile: "I'm going back first, see you later."

After speaking, he walked out.

Wen Mi and Gao You finished drinking the milk and eating the bread, and then drove back.

After Wen Mi got home, she washed up carelessly and fell asleep.

After a thrilling night, she was really tired and sleepy.

Wen Mi slept until after eight o'clock in the evening.

When she opened her eyes, it was already dark outside the window.She lay on the bed and reacted in a daze for a long time before realizing what day and day it was today, and what she had experienced last night.

Wen Mi picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and found that she had several missed voice calls and video calls, all of which were called by Zhuang Xun.

Wen Mi woke up quite a bit in an instant, and half sat up from the bed.

Why did Zhuang Xun make so many voice calls and video calls to her?

Wen Mi made a video call directly.

As soon as she dialed out, Wen Mi suddenly thought of something, and quickly cut off the video call.

She had slept through the day, and by this time her hair was definitely messed up and her face was covered in oil.

If Zhuang Xun saw her like this now, it would affect her image too much.

Wen Mi turned to make a voice call.

After a few rings, the voice call was connected.

"I just woke up and saw you made voice and video calls to me." Wen Mi's voice was still hoarse: "Is there anything urgent for you?"

Zhuang Xun was dumbfounded.

Urgent matter...

He wanted to send a message to ask Wen Mi how her situation was going, and whether she had left the resort.

But because the message couldn't be sent, he made a voice call to Wen Mi.

He called several times, but she didn't answer, so he tried to make a video call again.

Yet she still didn't answer.

Zhuang Xun couldn't help becoming more and more worried.

It's been a whole night, haven't the police let her leave the resort yet?
Was the investigation of the case not going well, or was there some accident?
Zhuang Xun spent the afternoon absent-mindedly, and tried to make voice calls and video calls again, but Wen Mi still didn't answer.

He couldn't help but wonder if Wen Mi didn't receive the voice and video calls from him at all.

Just like the messages he took the initiative to send to Wen Mi couldn't be sent out, the voice calls and video calls he made to Wen Mi, maybe she didn't receive them at all.

But it didn't take long for Zhuang Xun to deny his speculation.

He remembered that once he made a voice call to Wen Mi, and as soon as he dialed out, the voice call was cut off without even ringing.

The state at that time was more like that Wen Mi didn't receive the voice call from him at all.

However, the voice calls and video calls he dialed out today all rang for a long time and were automatically disconnected.

In other words, Wen Mi probably received it, but she didn't see it or couldn't pick it up.

Zhuang Xun's thoughts went around a few times, and then he returned to the original point, and began to worry and wonder if something happened to Wen Mi.

He sat in the study, unable to even read the book in front of him.

Until, his cell phone rang suddenly, and Wen Mi called him a voice call...

"It's nothing urgent," Zhuang Xun's ups and downs finally fell to the ground.

He stabilized his mind and returned to his usual calm and indifferent.

"Last night, I heard you said that you and your friends were trapped in the resort and couldn't get out. Have you left the resort now?"

"Well, we left this morning. We were trapped inside all night and couldn't sleep. I fell asleep as soon as I came back." Wen Mi said a little sleepily.

"Sleeping until now?"

"Yes."

Zhuang Xun's expression became relaxed.

It turned out that he was too cranky.

Zhuang Xun was about to speak, when he suddenly heard "gurgling" stomach growling from Wen Mi's side.

Wen Mi was embarrassed.

Although she covered her stomach in time, she couldn't cover the gurgling sound from her stomach.

"Have you not eaten all day?" Zhuang Xun's lips curved slightly.

"Yes." Wen Mi said awkwardly, "I drank some milk and ate some bread before going to bed in the morning."

"Well, it's time to be hungry."

"I'll go see what's in the refrigerator." Wen Mi put on her slippers and went to the kitchen.

The sound of slippers could no longer be heard from the voice call, and Zhuang Xun guessed that Wen Mi had almost reached the refrigerator.

He asked casually, "What else is there to eat in the refrigerator?"

Wen Mi looked at the empty refrigerator and sighed: "Carrots, potatoes, and some meat."

She was about to say, "I'd better order takeaway," but Zhuang Xun spoke first.

"You can make fried pork with shredded carrots and shredded potatoes."

Wen Mi regained her energy in an instant: "Do you know how to cook?"

"A little bit." Zhuang Xun said.

"Amazing," Wen Mi praised sincerely, "These are the only dishes I know."

"You don't live alone?" Zhuang Xun asked.

"I live alone." Wen Mi said.

"Then how do you usually eat?"

"Order takeaway!"

Zhuang Xun: "Eating too much takeaway is unhealthy."

"Yes, so I occasionally cook quick-frozen dumplings and occasionally cook."

Zhuang Xun: "..."

Wen Mi suddenly had an idea.

She asked meaningfully: "Do you often cook by yourself?"

"Well, do it yourself when you have time."

"Do you have much free time?"

Zhuang Xun: "..."

As a workaholic, he really doesn't have much free time.

"Can you make fried pork with shredded carrots and fried shredded potatoes?" Wen Mi asked again.

"meeting."

"Then teach me how to do it, I won't."

"Teach you?" Zhuang Xun was stunned: "How?"

"Teach me by playing videos!" Wen Mi Taohua's eyes shone with a sly light.

Zhuang Xun was slightly stunned, and a cheerful smile floated in his black eyes: "Okay."

He said, "It just so happens that I'm cooking too."

"You want to make fried pork with shredded carrots and shredded potatoes too?" Wen Mi's eyes brightened.

(End of this chapter)