Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

After listening to Shen Jingshu recount every detail of that night on the rooftop, Xiao Shizi was so frightened that she trembled uncontrollably.

"No! I didn't kill anyone! I didn't push her! She fell down on her own! This has nothing to do with me!"

Shen Jingshu's gaze was calm: "Whether you are guilty or not, the police will naturally reinvestigate. You don't know that that night, across from the school, a member of the photography club planned to photograph the night-blooming cereus. He set up his camera to record the scene and unintentionally captured the entire process of your argument and struggle on the rooftop, as well as the moment when you accidentally pushed Tiantian off the roof."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Little Persimmon shook his head frantically, his eyes filled with panic. "If there really was evidence, the police would have found it two years ago! You're lying to me, deliberately trying to bomb me!"

"When the news of the accident came, the student photographer was so startled that his hand trembled and the camera fell to the ground."

Shen Jingshu slowly revealed the reason why the evidence had been sealed away.

"When he saw the camera break, and then there happened to be a suicide on campus, he was terrified and panicked. He just put the camera in his bag without taking it to be repaired. Later, one trivial thing after another happened, and the broken camera was left unattended in a corner."

As long as the police find the student and recover the camera, the memory card inside will still be there. Even if the memory card is damaged, with current forensic techniques, it's possible to recover the video footage.

The live stream chat exploded with comments, filling the screen with a dense barrage of messages.

[My God! There's even a forgotten piece of evidence!]

[The truth that was missed two years ago!]

[Report this to the police immediately! The case should be reopened for investigation!]

Little Persimmon's legs went weak, and she collapsed in front of the camera, the last trace of color draining from her face.

After recounting the entire story, Shen Jingshu didn't look at the two distraught people on the other end of the camera again and decisively hung up the line.

The police officers who had been watching the live broadcast listened to the whole truth and immediately took action.

Before long, the local police quickly located Xiao Shizi and Xiao Yin. Following the clues provided by Shen Jingshu, they found the student from the photography club from back then. After a search, the camera that had been broken and forgotten in a corner finally saw the light of day again.

Fortunately, the memory card inside the machine was not damaged. After simple data recovery, the dusty video from the rooftop two years ago was completely restored.

With irrefutable evidence before him, Xiao Shizi was taken away by the police on the spot and criminally detained on suspicion of intentional homicide, awaiting subsequent court trial.

Shen Jingshu remained calm as she looked back at the live stream.

"Alright, that concludes the first divination for tonight. Now, let's distribute the second lucky bag."

The screen was instantly flooded with comments, with countless netizens making jokes.

To be honest, I'm a little hesitant to try and snag Master Shen's lucky bag!

Who knows! Anyone who gets a live connection usually has something going on, and it's rarely anything good!

[If you're too scared, you can withdraw from the prize draw!]

【You dare not rob me? I will! My conscience is clear, I have done nothing wrong, what have I to be afraid of!】

[Hahaha, that's right! Only those with a guilty conscience are afraid! It's not all bad news, okay? Some people have had good luck before!]

The comments section was buzzing with discussion about a recent, thrilling old case.

Just as the barrage of comments was scrolling, the second lucky bag was drawn, and the second lucky viewer was chosen.

The second lucky netizen has the ID "Peach is Sweet".

Just by looking at her name, anyone would subconsciously assume she's a lively and cheerful young lady.

The video call was connected quickly.

The girl in the video was indeed quite young, but her face lacked any youthful vibrancy; her eyes and brows were filled with fatigue, and her whole body exuded an indescribable sense of vicissitude.

She had no time for pleasantries with the viewers in the live stream; she hurriedly sent out the fortune-telling tips, her voice filled with barely suppressed panic.

"Master, please, please help me find my father! He's been missing for several hours, and I've searched everywhere in the area, but I can't find him anywhere! Can you tell me where he is now?"

"Do you have a picture of your father on you?" Shen Jingshu asked.

"Yes, this is a photo of me and my dad."

The girl immediately uploaded a group photo.

In the photo, the father and daughter are close together, their smiles warm.

Shen Jingshu looked at the face of the middle-aged man in the photo, remained silent for a moment, and then her cold voice came through the screen.

My deepest condolences. Your father has passed away.

"Impossible... How could this be!"

Peach was very sweet, but she shook her head violently, secretly hoping that Shen Jingshu had miscalculated this time.

Oh my god, this is so cruel!

[The master rarely makes mistakes; the young lady's father is probably in grave danger...]

The bad news hit like a heavy hammer, draining all the strength from the girl in an instant.

Her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground, her eyes vacant and lifeless. Tears broke through her defenses and streamed down her face like a floodgate opening.

How is that possible...?

"Actually, you've already vaguely guessed it in your heart," Shen Jingshu said softly.

The peach was very sweet, and she nodded, her voice choked with emotion.

"I had a bad feeling, but I just couldn't believe that he would be so cruel as to leave me all alone."

The comments section erupted in uproar.

Could it be suicide?

Why did things come to this...?

Shen Jingshu slowly revealed the truth behind it, dispelling everyone's doubts.

"You are not your father's biological daughter. He picked you up from the roadside years ago. For so many years, the two of you have depended on each other for survival."

You just graduated from university this year and started your career.

The man, who had worked hard for most of his life, thought he had finally made it through and could start a new life with you, but fate played a cruel joke on him—he was diagnosed with a terminal illness.

Your family is poor. You completed your university studies with the help of student loans. Half of your living expenses came from your father's meager income, and the other half came from your part-time work.

You've just entered the workforce and still have to repay your student loans.

Cancer chemotherapy requires an astronomical sum of money for medical treatment.

Your father voluntarily gave up treatment.

But you are determined to treat his illness, and do everything you can to keep your only family member in the world.

The family was already struggling financially and had accumulated a lot of debt.

This morning, you got ready and left for work.

He stood at the door, gazing at your departing figure for a long time.

After a long while, as if he had made up his mind, he took out his best and most presentable clothes, changed into them, and left home alone in the opposite direction from you.

After hearing the whole story, Peach suddenly came to her senses, tears mixed with urgency:

"Where is my dad now? I want to take him home!"

"Go out of your house and turn left, walk straight for about five kilometers, there's a small river. He's there."

"I understand! Thank you, Master! I'll come pick him up right away!"

"Peach is very sweet," he said hastily, and immediately hung up the phone.

The live stream was filled with sighs and lamentations.

Life is unpredictable, and the world is vast; there are always ordinary people who are overwhelmed by fate.