Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

Chen Jialin was also somewhat tempted; business was better in big cities, and they were already making quite a bit of money.

Xu Xiaoting pressed her advantage: "I know there's a shop for sale in Yuefeng District. There's a lot of foot traffic there, so I reckon it won't be long before someone wants it."

"How much."

"I don't know, but I can ask around for you."

"it is good."

When Yao Feiran saw that Chen Jialin was preparing to move, she thought that the whole family could also go to Changshui City together.

Yao Feiran told Luo Yu about this.

Luo Yu had no objection: "I wonder if Aunt Zhou would be willing to go."

"I'll go ask first."

Zhou Wen agreed without much hesitation. The employer was very nice, and the salary would increase in Changshui City. Her husband had passed away years ago, and her daughter was already in college, so there was no need for her to stay in her hometown.

The family went directly to Changshui City and stayed in a rented house temporarily. During the day, Luo Yu was in charge of looking after the house, Zhou Wen took care of the children, and hired someone to come and cook and clean.

The studio reopened, but business was slow at first. Then an acquaintance came over.

It is Liang Fanyuan.

When Chen Jialin saw him, she smiled and said, "Brother Liang, what brings you here? Are you on vacation today?"

"No, I've already been transferred here."

"That's great."

Chen Jialin realized she was getting a little emotional, and a hint of shyness flashed across her face.

Yao Feiran and Xu Xiaoting felt like they had been fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection). Xu Xiaoting muttered, "I didn't expect Liang Fanyuan to be willing to come to Changshui City again."

"What's wrong? Did he not want to come before?"

"Yes, he had a conflict with his family. His family has a lot of power in Changshui City, and his grandfather works in Beicheng."

"A super-rich second-generation official."

"That's right."

Xu Xiaoting revealed a knowing expression.

Liang Fanyuan's smile faded, replaced by a serious expression: "Jialin, I've come to invite you to help with a cold case."

"What case?"

"Ten years ago, there was a serial killer who murdered three women, all at night. This cold case has remained unsolved for ten years. Recently, another woman has been involved in a case, and the method is somewhat similar to that of ten years ago. However, the killer has counter-surveillance capabilities, and the victim is in the suburbs. I need your help."

Chen Jialin nodded: "Okay, Feiran, I'll leave the company to you."

"Okay, be careful."

Yao Feiran stayed at the studio. Xu Xiaoting had a date in the afternoon, and since there was no business at the moment, Yao Feiran agreed to her request for leave.

Yao Feiran used the company account to manage her finances during the day. Chen Jialin came back to get her gun, and Yao Feiran asked, "How did it go?"

"Sigh, the killer's identity has been confirmed, but he still got away. He used to be a doctor, but he went abroad ten years ago to evade capture. He worked as a mercenary for a few years and still has a gun. Do you know why he killed someone?"

Why?

"It's because his ex-girlfriend dumped him that he started targeting women who look like her."

What are the characteristics of the victim?

"She had double eyelids, was about 1.65 meters tall, and was thin. Most importantly, she was wearing a white dress before she died."

Xu Xiaoting said speechlessly, "Isn't this a feature that many women have? Sister Ran is also wearing a white dress today."

"Oh right, Fei Ran, you need to be careful."

Xu Xiaoting laughed and said, "Don't scare her."

After Chen Jialin left, Yao Feiran watched her get into a police car.

Her expression was serious. In fact, she had sensed someone staring at Chen Jialin all along. Now that person hadn't left, they were staring at her instead, and she felt that gaze was filled with death.

Yao Feiran glanced up at the building across the street, then casually looked away.

Xu Xiaoting skipped work early again, and Yao Feiran waited until evening, by which time almost everyone in the office building had left.

Luo Yu called too: "Feiran, are you busy today? I see you're not back yet, dinner's almost ready."

"You guys eat first, I have something to do."

"it is good."

She went out and walked to a secluded corner.

She couldn't let that person know where she lived, or that she had three babies at home. Just then, a gust of wind rushed past her from behind, carrying a strong smell of smoke.

Yao Feiran dodged, and the man's pinching motion froze in mid-air. The two looked at each other.

The man felt a tingling sensation on the top of his head.

The woman's eyes were numb and cold, which gave him goosebumps all over. Without realizing it, he picked up the gun from his pocket, but Yao Feiran quickly grabbed his hair and slammed him against the wall.

A snapping sound rang out in the silent space, the man's gun fell to the ground, his eyes were glazed, and blood flowed from his forehead.

Seeing that the other person had collapsed and was not getting up, Yao Feiran made a phone call to Chen Jialin.

The police arrived in less than a few minutes.

Liang Fanyuan and Chen Jialin also rushed over.

Chen Jialin asked anxiously, "Feiran, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, but he seems to be in trouble; he hit me a little too hard just now."

Liang Fanyuan: "......."

Several police officers glanced at it and said, "Our initial assessment is that it's the suspect, Li Guoqiang, and there's also a gun."

Yao Feiran was taken to the police station, and Li Guoqiang took her to the hospital.

Liang Fanyuan: "Why are you getting off work so late? Chen Jialin said there's no business these days, and you're still taking such a remote route."

That place is in a demolition zone, but it hasn't been demolished yet. However, the people have already moved out, and the area is surrounded by walls. There's no one inside.

"When Chen Jialin came over, I felt like someone was watching me, but I wasn't quite sure."

Liang Fanyuan's eyes widened suddenly: "You deliberately lured him here. Didn't you know he had a gun?"

"The other side is so cautious, especially towards a vulnerable woman like me, they won't fire at first."

Liang Fanyuan's face twitched: "A weak woman?"

Yao Feiran returned quickly. Li Guoqiang was in a vegetative state, but the evidence was conclusive, and he was still able to be convicted in court and receive treatment outside of prison.

However, when Liang Fanyuan occasionally came over, he would look at Yao Feiran with a strange expression.

After that incident, Liang Fanyuan often asked Chen Jialin for help. He tried to invite Yao Feiran a few times, but was refused. The studio gradually gained business and added a few employees.

The couple found a nicely furnished apartment near their company and hired an extra person who didn't live there to cook and clean. More than six months later, their child started crawling and could say "daddy" and "mommy."

Didi, someone sent you a message.

Yao Feiran opened her phone; it was her mother calling.

"My dear daughter, I truly feel sorry for you. You have three children, and your salary alone is enough to support them. How can you possibly manage? It's my fault for not having enough money to give you a better life. I'm already exhausted just taking care of Zhuangzhuang by myself. Last time, my knee started hurting again, and the doctor said I needed to be hospitalized. But I thought, 'Where would I get the money?' so I went home..."

Having not returned for so long, Yao's mother seemed to have noticed something. She often spouted useless nonsense, saying she pitied Yao Feiran, but ultimately it was all a prelude to asking for money.