Mu Zi was really angry!

The pink Hummer may not be anything among the many luxury cars in the Mu family, but this car is the first car in her life after becoming a prosecutor!

The first car in my life!

The most commendable thing is the unique hand-painted on the car!

Once she won a very difficult case, the prosecution is a well-known illustrator designer, in order to thank her, the designer drew a set of body illustrations for her little cutie!

The designer's work is highly sought after in high society, and each painting fetches sky-high prices at auction!

Therefore, whether it is this car or the illustrations on the car, it is of great significance to Mu Zi! Extremely precious!

Mu Zi stood at the door of the big iron gate with tangled branches, looking at the distant car shadow, out of anger!

- You really can't die too early, because you can't predict how your beloved things will be spoiled by others.

Because of witnessing her car being infected, Mu Zi had a broken face all the way, and the clouds were thick.

It wasn't until the taxi arrived at Hanguang Street and the driver told her to arrive at her destination that Mu Zi barely managed to clean up her bad mood.

She couldn't be depressed.

She still has a lot of things to do and can't be affected by these small emotions.

Hanguang Street is very open, and there are no large shopping malls and supermarkets.

The most prominent building is the Qingjiang City Police Station, and then there are gas stations and some administrative buildings, which are scattered around the bottom of the business.

Mu Zi stood still outside the police station, looking at the familiar scenery around her, her heart fluctuated.

Everything is still the same.

Mu Zening once complained that she was devoted to her work, jokingly saying: The procuratorate is her mother-in-law's home, the police station is her mother's home, and Mu's house is just a hotel where she stops halfway.

Mu Zi made a phone call in a public phone booth.

Soon, a woman answered the phone: "Hey, which one?" ”

The voice was slightly hoarse, revealing a little impatience.

Obviously, they had just met not long ago, but because they had experienced a life and death, and now they suddenly heard this voice again, Mu Zi's heart tightened suddenly! I couldn't help but clench the phone tighter.

"Hey! Who is it! The woman's voice was even more impatient, even a little fiery.

"Officer Jiang." Mu Zi silently took a deep breath and calmed down, "Regarding Ms. Su Zi's accidental death, I have some clues I want to tell you. ”

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line.

In a moment, the other party suddenly issued a series of questions! ——

"Was Su Zi killed by someone? Who are you? How did you know about this?! ”

Mu Zi looked at the beef noodle restaurant not far away, and her voice was calm: "Let's meet and talk, I'll wait for you at the noodle restaurant outside the police station, you come alone." ”

With that, she hung up the phone first, and then kept the posture of the call, pretending to continue the call.

Her eyes occasionally glanced at the gate of the police station, and her clear eyes were as clear as a pool.

It wasn't long before a tall woman hurried out of it. Flaming red lips, short ear-length hair, short T jeans, and a very neutral dress underneath the glamorous face.

This woman is Jiang Porcelain.

Jiang Ci is the captain of the criminal investigation team, she is jealous and hateful, the crime solving rate ranks first, and her personality is also extremely fierce, in the entire Qingjiang City Police Station, from the director of the police station to the cleaning aunt, no one knows.

Su Zi and Jiang Ci are the best partners, and at the same time, they are also best friends.

Jiang Ci rushed into the beef noodle restaurant with a fierce momentum.

Mu Zi looked at the familiar figure, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl.

As long as Jiang Ci can help her, many things will be simple.

……

Mu Zi walked into the noodle restaurant, Jiang Ci's gaze swept over her, but she didn't stop.

- The person who provided the clue should not be a sixteen-year-old child.

Mu Zi didn't care, picked a position by the window and sat down, and said to the waiter: "Two bowls of beef noodles, one bowl is not spicy, and the other bowl is not green onions." ”

After that, she smiled at Jiang Ci, and then said, "I also need a can of beer, right?" ”

Jiang Ci's face changed, "You are the one who called?!" ”