The captain had only roughly outlined the situation to him.
It was a case from several years ago that caused a huge stir.
The serial killings in Shi Yan Town.
At that time, Shu Nian was studying at a university in Ruchuan City and disappeared after returning home for the National Day holiday. Her parents contacted the school, the school reported to the police, and the police began searching. Various public accounts from the school and students’ social media were all sharing this news.
From the time she disappeared until she was found, nearly a week had passed.
He You didn’t ask about other details, but as a police officer, he knew very well that it was a brutal murderer. What kind of torture Shu Nian had endured was something people dared not think about and could hardly imagine.
He didn’t know clearly and hadn’t thought much about it before, even treating her scars as a joke.
Seeing that Shu Nian still looked dazed, He You coughed forcefully twice, pushed her head away, and said, “I just said it casually. You’ve heard it, that’s enough, don’t think too much.”
Shu Nian touched her head, wanting to ask something more.
Her gaze shifted, and she suddenly noticed a familiar man getting out of a car in the distance.
He always preferred dark clothes, now wearing a turtleneck sweater with a black long coat over it. He looked noble and unapproachable.
His face was always expressionless, his eyes cold with a hint of hostility.
Probably having seen He You’s gesture toward Shu Nian, Xie Ruhe’s eyes narrowed, his lips straightened, his mood appearing extremely poor, his hostility also very obvious.
He walked over quickly, stopping about a meter away from them.
Shu Nian’s eyes widened slightly, looking quite surprised. She walked over to stand in front of him, happily saying, “Why are you here?”
Xie Ruhe lowered his eyelashes, suddenly raising his hand to touch her head.
Shu Nian paused, asking softly, “What’s wrong?”
He You, standing nearby, immediately understood their relationship and said nothing more, knowingly leaving.
Xie Ruhe didn’t make a sound, just continued to smooth her hair by himself.
Seeing him like this, Shu Nian vaguely had an idea but wasn’t quite sure. She stared at his face, allowing him to fuss with her hair.
Shu Nian was too embarrassed to say it but felt it was the only possibility. Her words came out stuttering, her voice extremely small: “Are… are you jealous?”
Hearing this, Xie Ruhe’s movements stopped, and he calmly answered with a sound of agreement, saying directly, “I am jealous.”
Shu Nian froze, not having expected him to admit it.
In the next second, Xie Ruhe pressed his lips together and expressionlessly made a request.
“I hope you can comfort me a little.”