I continued: "Zhu Zhongyu had received hellish training from the theft group and had been wandering, escaping. But he always wanted to find his way back home. Until he was ten years old, Zhu's father avoided him like a plague, this possible third son of his who was a wandering child. From then on, his purpose in life became revenge. Underneath his slow development as a child, he was actually very intelligent and self-aware. He made a name for himself, then returned as a golden son-in-law, engaged to his own sister. And Xu Zifeng was originally a normal person, but after being beaten and injured during his long career of begging and theft, he suffered brain damage. He might have been Yan Yuan's best friend and partner, but Yan Yuan used him, directing a play that made the Zhu family's souls fly away - this was much more satisfying than killing them directly. He replayed the kidnapping case from back then, making his father and brother face a choice, forcing them to confront their own despicable souls. In the end, he had no choice but to take matters into his own hands, and after returning home from the police station, he drugged them all, rendering them unconscious, then imprisoned and tortured them, preparing to kill them one by one. If it weren't for us and Shen Shiyan arriving in time, this revenge trip of his would have been complete."

  Zhuang Yu quietly listened and then sighed, saying: "Extremely awesome BT."

  I told him frankly: "That's far from being extreme. Do you want me to send some more explosive materials?"

  Fish with a strong will: "No!"

  It's interesting to say that although we are close friends, when it comes to writing, we are poles apart. As soon as I hear those sci-fi concepts, my head hurts and I want to jump out of my skin, while she is fearless in the face of ghosts and monsters, but is terrified of those bloody cases. Just reading a little will scare her so much that she can't sleep.

  So we really are a match made in heaven.

  "Shall we have dinner together tonight?" she said. "Let me comfort your trembling soul that has survived the disaster?"

  I was just about to say okay, when suddenly my phone beeped with an incoming text message. For some inexplicable reason, I had a premonition and said, "Wait, don't hang up." I opened the phone and took a look, and indeed it was a message from Wu Yu:

  "Are you awake? Let's catch up and clear our heads sometime."

  "I picked up the phone decisively: 'Fish, I have something tonight, let's reschedule for another day.'"

  Zhuang Yu smiled lightly: "Busy person, you haven't been writing books lately, and you're a house girl with no friends, what's going on?"

  I said faintly: "You this yellow-haired girl, won't understand."

  "Go see the repairman?" she asked.

  A faint joy welled up in my heart: "Mm."

  "Tsk...," she said, "Isn't he about to be taken down? I saw the way he looked at you, just like a wolf eyeing a lamb. Men, huh? You've got to keep them on a tight leash, where's your control?"

  I calmed down and suppressed the faint joy in my heart, asking faintly: "Have you noticed his gaze? Does it really look like a wolf wanting to devour me?"

  "Awesome fish: "I'm fed up! I don't want to hear your nonsense anymore!""

  "Oh, it's over."

  "Wait a minute!" Zhang Yu paused for a moment, "So you and that wooden detective Shen Shiyan are completely impossible now?"

  I reacted for two seconds, wanting to slam the railing and laugh loudly, trying hard to hold back, saying lightly: "I've had nothing to do with him for a long time. A million impossibilities. Whoever he's good with now has nothing to do with me."

  Zhuang Yu's tone was particularly flat as he responded with a simple "oh".

  Then we hung up the phone with a particularly tacit understanding and each other's pleasant mood.

  I imagined a future where Shen Shiyan becomes my brother-in-law, being ordered around by his wife and working hard to please her while being completely smitten with her, and surprisingly, it didn't feel bad at all.