Pei Qinghuai blinked and asked Yan Ya, “Where is Guo Xiaofei?”
Yan Ya replied, “I’ve already contacted someone to take him to the old couple. Don’t worry.”
Pei Qinghuai didn’t say anything and got up to leave. Cheng Ye, who was sitting on a bench, was also deep in thought. He said, “Zhang Yibao, continue investigating the situation around Guo Jiayi. Also, look into why Guo Xiaofei dropped out of school.”
“Okay,” Zhang Yibao responded.
Cheng Ye turned and went outside, standing next to Pei Qinghuai. “What do you think?” he asked.
Pei Qinghuai looked into the distance, rubbing his thumb against his index finger. “I think there’s something strange about this. Just like Yan Ya said, part of his death was voluntary.”
Cheng Ye took a deep breath. “Do you think it was someone he knew?”
Pei Qinghuai replied, “I don’t rule it out, but there’s definitely something we’ve overlooked.”
At this point, the case seemed to be at a dead end. No matter how much they investigated, they couldn’t find any enemies of Guo Jiayi. Even his friends had long since lost touch with him. He was as clean as someone who had never interacted with society.
The reason for Guo Xiaofei dropping out of school was also unclear. When he came to withdraw, he only said three words: “Not going anymore.” No one knew the reason.
Zhang Yibao sat heavily on a bench, staring at the computer. Chen Xiaonuan peeked over. “What are you looking at?”
Zhang Yibao sighed. “I found Guo Jiayi’s fanatical female fan.”
“And then?” Chen Xiaonuan asked.
“She already stopped being a fan a long time ago,” Zhang Yibao yawned and said, “I contacted her. They barely had any connection.”
“Alright,” Chen Xiaonuan returned to her seat. “Stay positive. We might get unexpected results.”
Zhang Yibao grunted in response and continued browsing videos of ‘Guo Jiayi’s fanatical fans.’ During these days, Cheng Ye had sought out Yan Ya several times, nearly driving her crazy.
Each time, she could only repeatedly explain to Cheng Ye that even if they dissected Guo Jiayi down to the last piece, the result would still be the same. In the end, she had to ask Pei Qinghuai to take him away.
They sat in the car, with Pei Qinghuai in the driver’s seat. “Let’s go, I’ll take you out to relax.”
Cheng Ye looked at him incredulously. “You can drive?”
Pei Qinghuai paused. “Why wouldn’t I?”
Cheng Ye was surprised. “I’ve never seen you drive, so I thought you couldn’t.”
Pei Qinghuai looked at Cheng Ye and decided to tease him. “The last time I drove was a year ago, but my skills shouldn’t be too rusty.”
Hearing this, Cheng Ye quickly fastened his seatbelt. He blinked several times. “Are you sure? If not, I can drive.”
Pei Qinghuai smiled. “I promised to take you out to relax, so how could I let you drive? Just sit tight.”
Cheng Ye leaned heavily against the seat, gripping his seatbelt with both hands, and exhaled deeply. “Let’s go.”
“Why do you look like you’re heading to an execution?” Pei Qinghuai started the car and said.
Cheng Ye chuckled. “The last time I was this scared was when Zhang Yibao drove. We nearly ended up in a ditch.”
Pei Qinghuai snorted and reached to turn on the music. “Listening to music will make you less scared. I’m not a reckless driver.”
As soon as he pressed play, both of them fell silent.
[Summer, summer quietly passes by]
[Leaving little secrets]
[Pressed deep in my heart]
[Can’t tell you]
……
Cheng Ye cleared his throat and quickly switched the song, turning his head to look out the window. “That was unexpected…”
