Just now, when Jiangli asked Ning Mu if he had a lover, it was then that Shang Junxiao became so perplexed and amazed.
But now he realized that he had overlooked the possibility of Shen Miao.
Ning Mu, hearing this, knew that Jiangli was not the swindler he had imagined in his mind. Jiangli already knew the whole truth; Ning Mu couldn’t hide it. He slightly lowered his head, his voice hoarse, "He, he also had no choice, forced by desperation. This circle, it’s too hurtful... For people like us, without background, without funds, who don’t want to take shortcuts, trying to make something of ourselves, it’s too difficult. I understand the choices he made... In fact, if he had just waited for me a bit longer, I was already thinking about going back to my hometown, but... he didn’t wait for me to finish speaking..."
As he spoke, he squatted down and covered his face.
Shang Junxiao stared blankly for a long time, his throat moving for a moment before he could find his voice again. He struggled to say, "But no matter what, that’s no reason for him to kill you, Ning Mu. He’s a murderer! What did we enter this circle for? I don’t know about others, but you and I, I can guarantee, we both did it to realize our dreams, to set a good example for others. But do you think, a murderer like Shen Miao, if he continues to mix in the circle, is that appropriate?"
"Appropriateness aside, he’s a murderer, ah. If we don’t make him pay the price this time and let him think that killing someone is something that doesn’t require any price to be paid, what if he hurts others in the future for the so-called fame and resources?" Xia Xin followed up on Shang Junxiao’s words and echoed.
Ning Mu, with his face covered, sobbed, "But I can’t destroy him..."
"Whether you are willing or not is your business, whether the law is willing to let him go is the law’s business," Fu Shiyan concluded coldly, getting to the point.
The current issue with this matter is not what Ning Mu thinks at all.
Whoever did this must have left traces.
Once the evidence is found.
The guilt of Shen Miao will no longer be for Ning Mu to decide.
Upon hearing this, Ning Mu abruptly raised his head and reached out to grab Jiangli’s hand.
However, his hand immediately passed through Jiangli’s arm.
Jiangli glanced at his palm.
Ning Mu also stared blankly at his hand.
After a moment, he quickly pulled back his hand, pinched his own palm, and without further thought, he pleaded, "I beg you, please let him go, okay? Just this once, can you not call the police? I’m the victim, and I’m not pursuing it, so please don’t call the police, okay?"
Jiangli frowned slightly, not quite fond of Ning Mu’s reaction.
She fell silent for a moment and then glanced at the empty space beside her. "Last night, did Shen Miao come back here for a while?"
Ning Mu, not understanding why Jiangli suddenly brought this up, was momentarily stunned.
However, Jiangli said, "He did come back, knew you were dead, and was also afraid that the police would find out, so he came back to clean up the scene, right?"
Ning Mu’s expression stiffened.
Then, he hung his head, defeated.
Xia Xin heard this and slapped his hands together sharply, "Right! I was wondering! If two people drank beer together, and there were beer bottles around, the police would definitely be able to check the DNA; how could it be ruled a suicide?"
Jiangli said, "Indeed, with the high level of technological development today, if there’s any place of doubt, the police will certainly be able to figure it out. That it hasn’t been discovered yet means that Shen Miao has disguised it; even more likely, is that you helped Shen Miao disguise it, right?"
Ning Mu was at a loss for words.
Shen Miao had indeed come back once and disposed of the items at the scene that belonged to him.