Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Zhuang Jia and Mu Zi analyzed: "I see her as either a maid or a nanny. If Mrs. Duan and the child have an accident and Master Duan is left unattended, Mr. Duan will definitely rely on this woman very much, and she will be able to take advantage of this. Come in!"

Mu Zi laughed dumbly.

"Don't laugh." Zhuang Jia said earnestly, "Before I came, I read several detective novels. When investigating a case, we must first start from the motivation. I think this woman is very motivated. Master Duan was born to Duan Yuhui's ex-wife. , Is the stepson of the current Madame Duan. Can the stepson’s nanny work with the new wife? Obviously not."

"Well, your analysis is very reasonable." Mu Zi smiled, "but I don't think she looks like a maid or a babysitter. I think she dresses very well."

Zhuang Jia listened, squinted her eyes and looked carefully, and suddenly said, "It's really... the silk scarf around her neck is not cheap, and the servants can't afford it, but... they don't look like relatives of the Duan family. "

The two of you have already attracted the attention of each other.

The woman took the little boy, came up with a puzzled expression, and asked, "You are..."

"Hello, we came to visit Mrs. Duan with Prosecutor Yu Yang." Mu Zi said with a smile.

"Visiting Madam?" The woman frowned, her tone was very rude, "Is it here to investigate the case again? How many times have you said that Madam has depression! There is delusion of murder! No one in this family wants to harm her, she herself Lock yourself up and get nervous from time to time, making the whole family uneasy!"

Mu Zi and Zhuang Jia were dumb for a while.

"You are..." Zhuang Jia asked curiously.

"I'm Qiqi's home teacher." The woman touched the head of the little boy next to her, frowning and complaining, "The police called the police at two ends every three days, and the children were so scared that they couldn't sleep peacefully. It's really wicked..."

She scolded Qu De, and she didn't know whether it was Madam Duan who was calling the police or Yu Yang who was attracted to the police.

Mu Zi asked her: "Do you know where the tulip garden is?"

The family teacher followed his finger in the direction, and then took the little boy named Qiqi away, with a bored expression on his face, as if Mu Zi and Zhuang Jia had a disease.

The little boy turned his head to look at them, his watery eyes were dark and bright, full of curiosity.

"That woman is so annoying! How can you be a tutor with her quality?" Once the woman left, Zhuang Jia couldn't help but complain.

At exactly this time, the little boy looked back, and Zhuang Jia took his angry face, embarrassed to get angry in front of the child.

"...Such people will definitely teach bad children." Zhuang Jia whispered to Mu Zi, still very angry.

"Forget it, let's come over as a guest, we can't get angry with her." Mu Zi comforted her.

"I think she is 80% of the murderer." The more Zhuang Jia thought, the more he felt that the tutor had a problem. "No, I'm going to find out."

Mu Zi brought Zhuang Jia this time, purely for her to be with her, but she did not expect Zhuang Jia to be so active in the investigation. She curiously asked, "How are you going to inquire about it?"

"Of course I need to find a servant about family matters." Zhuang Jia smiled triumphantly and said categorically, "You wait, I'm sure to find out information for you and Prosecutor Yu Yang!"

Zhuang Jia turned around and left after speaking, looking smug, as if he was going to do a big job.

Mu Zi couldn't help laughing.

This person Zhuang Jia is sometimes careless and sometimes very shrewd. Maybe he can really find useful clues.

Mu Zi went to the tulip garden alone.

Duan’s tulip garden is sloping, built on both sides of a ladder, pouring down like flowers, and the unique color matching effect of tulips is more pleasing to the eye.

It is said that this garden is the proud work of Mrs. Duan.

Mu Zi stood by the stairs, but his thoughts were not on these beautiful flowers.

——Mrs. Duan’s second child died here.