Volume One, Chapter Two: The Vanished Newly-Minted Noblewoman

Yang Chenxu and Zhuang Jie spent a long time consoling the Lin family before their emotions began to ease somewhat.

Then, Zhuang Jie proceeded with relevant inquiries, asking if Lin Xiaoyang had exhibited any unusual behavior before disappearing, whether she had any enemies or conflicts, and details about her age, occupation, and distinguishing features.

Through sobs and somewhat incoherent words, Lin Xiaobing spoke, “My sister just celebrated her thirty-third birthday a few days ago... She used to be a nurse at a hospital, but after marrying my brother-in-law, she and he started a business together, so she stopped working at the hospital. She’s kind and kindhearted. If I had to say she had enemies... maybe some conflicts over business matters, but nothing serious enough for someone to want to kill her and silence her forever...”

“Right now, Lin Xiaoyang is only missing; there’s no definitive conclusion yet about whether foul play is involved,” Zhuang Jie reassured them. “Try not to worry too much. There might still be a positive turn. Can you tell us who she had disputes with and the reasons behind them? That will help us provide better assistance.”

Lin Xiaobing gradually stopped crying.

She explained that five years ago, her sister Lin Xiaoyang and her husband Fang Yi started a company called Yi Media. It began as an advertising firm but had recently expanded into film and television, doing quite well. Because of this growth, Fang Yi’s old friend Zhang Lei joined the company as a partner. However, not long ago, they had a financial dispute, and Zhang Lei was outright expelled, which escalated tensions...

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Jie’s first thought was that Lin Xiaoyang’s sudden disappearance was likely directly related to Zhang Lei.

Just as this conclusion flashed through her mind, Yang Chenxu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said to them, “Please come with me to the forensic room.”

After a few seconds of exchanging glances, they all got up and followed Yang Chenxu toward the forensic room. Zhuang Jie walked to Lin Xiaobing’s left and noticed her swollen, tear-streaked eyes, feeling a deep pang of sympathy.

Once inside the forensic room, Yang Chenxu retrieved a small half of a foot.

At first, Wang Lili hesitated and didn’t dare approach, but Lin Hai showed no fear and took Wang Lili’s hand, leading her forward.

When Lin Hai saw the half-foot, his eyes immediately widened in shock. He stood frozen, face pale, brows tightly furrowed.

Wang Lili’s reaction was even more extreme; her lips trembled uncontrollably. After about thirty seconds, she stammered in a low voice, “It’s... it’s Xiaoyang... this is Xiaoyang’s foot... it’s hers...”

Zhuang Jie turned to ask, “Are you certain?”

“I’m certain...” Wang Lili was already weeping openly. “When Xiaoyang was six years old, she scalded her foot with a boiling kettle. The skin on the top of her foot was burnt raw... it peeled off... it took months to heal... she’s had a scar there ever since. It looks exactly like this.”

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