The content of the photo was too shocking, Jiang Chen immediately understood what Mu Zi meant by "put it to great use", she closed the lid of the metal box and replied, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of it."
Afterwards, Mu Zi told Jiang Chen about her recent situation in the Mu family.
She omitted the part of Mu Rong Cheng, about feeling too humiliated, thinking about herself as a prosecutor, being molested without being able to resist, saying it out loud would only be laughed to death by her girlfriends.
Jiang Chen thought that Mu Zi's new identity now was very suitable for lurking in the Mu family to investigate the truth, only to frown deeply when she learned of Qiao Jingjia's affair with Mu Zenin.
"You won't let her go, right?" Jiang Chen asked.
Mu Zi, however, has a different idea, "A slap in the face is not enough, if you want to blame it should also be blamed on the man, the account of cheating can not be all counted on her, but Qiao Jingjia is now the most suspected, I will check her out properly."
Jiang Chen hated: "Then Mu Zenin abducted to the alley, beat up first to relieve anger!"
Mu Zi laughed, "Stop it, Officer Jiang."
The two chatted for about two hours in the beef noodle restaurant, Mu Zi said goodbye to Jiang Cai and hailed a cab to leave.
Sitting in the car, the corners of her lips curved slightly.
Today had gone very well.
Having a good start was a pleasant thing.
...
Mu Zi bought some books and stationery on the way, while returning to the Mu residence.
Living in the Mu residence, although it was favorable for investigation, there was also a bad thing, that is ... certain people who were in the way would always appear frequently.
For example, when I went out in the morning, I saw Qiao Jingjia, for example, now that I'm home, I saw Mu Zenin again.
--Mu Zenin sat in the shade of a tree, staring at a cluster of brightly colored plantains in front of him.
Roses, roses and tulips were often used to decorate the gardens of rich families. This clump of plantains was specially planted by Mu Zenin to please Su Zi when she got married.
Su Zi's home in her hometown was planted with plantains, which is considered a memory of her childhood.
When she was a child, she used to pick the flowers to eat the honey inside, and once she ate ants and cried out in fear, but the next day she would still be greedy to steal food.
Mu Zenin wanted Su Zi to feel the closeness of home when she married into the Mu family, so she planted the plantains.
...
Mu Zi looked at the man with cold eyes.
To return to the small house, this was not a necessary route, and Mu Zi decided to take a detour.
She didn't want to cross paths with Mu Zenin too much, at least not right now.
Perhaps the sound of footsteps startled Mu Zenin, he called out to Mu Zi: "Zi Zi, you just came back?"
Mu Zi stood still and slowly turned around, "Third brother."
Mu Zenin was wearing a white shirt, his brows were clear, only with a faint odor of alcohol on his body, he appeared a bit disheveled.
He waved at Mu Zi, signaling her to come over.
Mu Zi approached a bit closer, but still maintained a certain distance.
"Went out to buy a book?" Mu Zenin saw the bag of books in her hand.
Mu Zi gave a low "hmm".
Mu Zenin saw her resistance, gently sighed, "Zi Zi, listen to my brother's words, Gerry is not suitable for you, want to go to school is a good thing, but you have to take it one step at a time, your foundation is too poor, a high starting point is not good for you instead, there are a lot of good schools in Qingjiang city, why must you go to Gerry?"
Mu Zi pursed her lips and hung her eyes without answering.
Going to Gerry to study was something she had thought about a long time ago.
Her current status was a bit awkward. At the age of sixteen, naivety is certainly beautiful, but ... it is too small, no matter what she does, she lacks weight.
If one wanted to become a prosecutor again, entering Gerry to study was the quickest way.
In the country of Huaya, whether you want to be a prosecutor, or a lawyer or a judge, you must pass the judicial examination, and the judicial examination, there is an age limit.
Only the Gerry International School was an exception, because it cultivated a large number of outstanding talents, Gerry had a batch of judicial exam qualification slots every year, which could ignore the age requirement.
What she wanted was that quota.