Gu Zhichuan suddenly looked at Chen Zhou.
A deep memory in his mind was abruptly awakened, and the horrible scene of Ruan Ning's car accident surfaced before his eyes.
Blood, screams, the wailing of police sirens, and in the end, Ruan Ning died and was pushed into the morgue, ice-cold all over.
"Ruan Ning's car accident... wasn't an accident?" Gu Zhichuan's throat felt choked by a pebble as he struggled to speak, "But back then, the police had already investigated and ruled it as a traffic accident."
"An accident? If it was an accident, why did Chen Zhou flee far away, and why, after things had settled down, did he suddenly receive a sum of money from an unknown source?" Wen Yanqing retorted, "Do you think that's just a coincidence?"
From the moment Ruan Ning's accident was brought up, Feng Yangyang lost her previous fragile demeanor and was staring at Chen Zhou with a frightening intensity.
"Chen Zhou, do you know this woman?" Wen Yanqing pointed towards Feng Yangyang.
