Shang Junxiao’s face was pale, his expression frantic.
Seeing this, Xia Xin hesitated and said, "Maybe it was an accident?"
"Even if it were an accident, there wouldn’t be such heavy Evil Qi."
Jiangli glanced at Xia Xin and said, "As a member of Xuanmen, you should be aware of all this. Xia Xin, put away your unnecessary sympathy. Learning to do so is the first step you must take to grow."
Xia Xin was embarrassed and stunned; his actual intention was indeed to comfort the tense emotions of Shang Junxiao.
But he had not expected to be reprimanded by Jiangli.
After Jiangli finished speaking to him, he turned to Shang Junxiao and said indifferently, "Judging by the current situation, he didn’t commit suicide; it was murder, and possibly a crime of passion. Mr. Shang, instead of being shocked, you should think carefully. Did Ning Mu have a lover, someone who admired him, or someone he admired? You can speak of these things."
Shang Junxiao was stunned and licked the corner of his lips. After carefully pondering for a moment, he frantically held his head and said, "No, there isn’t. I never heard Ning Mu mention that he liked someone... Ning Mu... Ning Mu was always very measured. I never saw him getting too close with anyone, nor have I heard of anyone pursuing him... Maybe there was someone, but he never told me, and I don’t know..."
Jiangli frowned and said, "You may not know, but could there be someone else who does? Is he only your friend, or does he have other closer friends?"
Shang Junxiao’s eyes lit up. "Yes! Shen Miao! Shen Miao is from the same place as him; they were both college classmates at the beginning, and they have always been close. But Shen Miao has also changed companies now, and he seems to be doing pretty well..."
Fu Shiyan said casually, "Ning Mu’s incident is now the talk of the town; Shen Miao must have heard the news. Is there a way to contact him?"
Shang Junxiao replied, "I think I have his contact information in my phone."
Upon hearing this, Jiangli immediately returned the mobile phone to Shang Junxiao.
Shang Junxiao quickly took it, found Shen Miao’s contact information, and dialed.
However, Shen Miao did not answer the phone for a long time.
Shang Junxiao became anxious. "Why isn’t he answering the phone? Please, pick up..."
But no matter how eager Shang Junxiao was, it was to no avail; Shen Miao couldn’t hear his voice and didn’t answer the phone.
Shang Junxiao bit the back of his hand, his face flushed red, constantly muttering, urging Shen Miao to pick up the phone.
Yet, in the phone, there was always only the mechanical voice prompt.
Seeing Shang Junxiao’s eyes turn red with anxiety, Jiangli suddenly asked, "Did Ning Mu jump from this building?"
Shang Junxiao didn’t understand why Jiangli would ask such a question at this time but still nodded, "Didn’t I already say that? It’s this building..."
"The rooftop?" Jiangli saw that the Evil Qi was heaviest on the rooftop.
"I, I don’t know... I suppose so..." Shang Junxiao didn’t know these details; after the incident occurred, he had not had time to ask the police or people in the know for specific information.
Hearing this, Jiangli, without saying another word, turned and headed towards the staircase leading up nearby.
The stairs of the old building were somewhat steep; many places were damaged, revealing the bricks beneath.
With every step Jiangli took, it seemed like debris would fall off.
The stairs beneath his feet appeared as though they might give way at any moment.
Seeing Jiangli suddenly going up, Fu Shiyan followed without a second thought.
Xia Xin, upon seeing this, grabbed Shang Junxiao’s hand and said, "Mr. Shang, let’s go over and take a look. Perhaps the old master has thought of some other method."
Shang Junxiao was still waiting for the call and did not speak.
Xia Xin, feeling helpless, firmly grabbed him and dragged him along.