Chapter 1868

This string of numbers is the anniversary of Miffel's sister's death.

It turned out that Mi Shaode still couldn't let go of that incident, and Mi Fei'er's sister was the one who felt the most pity.

Miffel's sister, Miner, is Ling Xuanhan's wife, and died of dystocia because she gave birth to Ling Xuanhan's child.

Mi Shaode has been brooding over this matter.

He was afraid he was missing his eldest daughter.

Not having time to guess Mi Shaode's thoughts, Zhan Yeling found the surveillance camera on the day of his car accident.

There are too many surveillances in every corner of the region.

Zhan Yeling needs to find them one by one.

After searching for more than ten minutes, I finally found the road that day.

He saw on the surveillance camera that he was about to enter the intersection when he was driving, and on the other road at the intersection, a black extended car was driving towards his car at high speed.

He knew that he was about to collide, but he didn't intend to slow down.

The license plate number of that car was sx7890. The extended car stopped for a moment after the car crashed into his car. Zhan Yeling was about to see the driver's face clearly.

The surveillance video suddenly turned into pits.

The monitoring at the back is gone. It was obviously passive and deliberately cut off.

But he saw that the driver had long hair and was a woman!

It's just that she was wearing a peaked cap. At that angle, the peaked cap just covered her face, so even if she watched the surveillance, she couldn't directly know who the murderer was!

There are only two clues, the license plate number, and the other party is a woman.

...

Early the next morning, Zhan Yeling said that his company still had work to do, so he left. Mi Shaode didn't keep him either, he wished Zhan Yeling would leave early, how could he keep him?

When the car drove out of Mi's territory, Zhan Yeling turned on the phone, and as soon as it was turned on, countless text messages came, all of which were missed calls that Meow called him when he was prompted.

Judging from the frequency and time interval of the phone calls, Shi Miao was in a hurry to find him.

He could even imagine Shi Miao's face flushed with anxiety and her eyes moist.

Zhan Yeling immediately called Shi Miao back.

"Hey, Zhan Yeling, you finally showed up. I haven't been able to contact you all this time, it scared me to death." Shi Miao quickly answered the phone, her voice full of crying.

It's 6:30 in the morning, and she answered the phone so quickly.

"You didn't sleep all night?" Zhan Yeling asked.

"I, I can't sleep. How can I sleep without your news?" Shi Miao said honestly.

She was in a disturbed mood all night, and even made up a lot of bad things in her mind.

The more you think about it, the more anxious you feel.

Hearing Shimiao's tired and worried voice, Zhan Yeling felt distressed: "Don't worry, I just went to visit Uncle Mi, I haven't caught up with you for a long time, so I stayed overnight."

"You went to Mi's house..." Shi Miao became even more depressed: "Are you also talking about the old days with Mi Feier?"

Zhan Yeling smiled: "Are you jealous?"

"I'm not jealous." Shi Miao said stiffly.

"Okay, then I'm really going to catch up with Miffel." Zhan Yeling said this deliberately.

"Hey, you..." Shi Miao was really frightened by him.

She thought he was still at Mi's house and had no intention of coming back.

He could hear her worry through the phone.

Zhan Yeling is in a good mood, at least Shimiao is jealous for him, which shows that he cares about him.

"Don't worry, I'm on my way back." Only then did Zhan Yeling tell her the truth.

Lest Shi Meow think wildly again.

"You are driving, then concentrate on driving and pay attention to safety. I will hang up first." Shi Miao said nervously and hung up the phone.

The previous car accident cast a huge shadow on her.

She didn't want anything to happen to Zhan Yeling.

Just as Zhan Yeling put down his cell phone, another call came, and it was from Mi Feier.

He picked it up.

"Did you go to the monitoring room last night?" Miffel's tone was not doubtful, but affirmative.