Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon's Reluctant Love

Chapter 149 - 149: Little Snowball was not an accidental death, it was murdered!
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Chapter 149: Chapter 149: Little Snowball was not an accidental death, it was murdered!

Ming Yao didn’t mind the dirt and started digging with both hands.

The soil under the tree was loose, clearly having been recently dug up and reburied.

After about a minute or two of digging, Ming Yao saw something black in the dirt and jumped in fright.

Was it the corpse of an animal?

Ming Yao calmed her nerves and quickly cleared away the yellow earth covering the animal’s body.

It turned out to be a cat.

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Pure white, the same breed as Little Snowball.

The little kitten beside Ming Yao saw the cat’s corpse being taken out and meowed several times.

Seeing Little Snowball claw at the corpse, with a flash of sadness in her jewel-blue eyes, Ming Yao knitted her brows, “What, was he your lover?”

The deceased cat was a male.

Little Snowball meowed again.

Ming Yao looked at the dead male cat in front of her and narrowed her beautiful, slender eyes.

Little Snowball died, so how did this male cat that impregnated her die too?

This was getting a little strange!

Ming Yao examined the male cat’s corpse; it must have died around the same time as Little Snowball.

Ming Yao took the male cat’s corpse back to the suburban courtyard.

She made a phone call to Jing Hang.

Jing Hang rushed to the courtyard, and as soon as he entered, he saw the male cat’s corpse placed by Ming Yao in the cool pavilion.

“Oh my god!”

Jing Hang jumped three feet into the air in fright.

“Senior sister, why did you bring Little Snowball’s body back?”

The male cat looked very much like Little Snowball, with its round head and white body.

Ming Yao sat on the stone bench, holding the still-kitten Little Snowball in her arms. Seeing Jing Hang startled, she raised her hand and knocked on the stone table, “It’s not Little Snowball, it’s her mate.”

Jing Hang’s face showed even more shock.

“It can’t be that your nominal husband, seeing Little Snowball dead, killed her lover too?” Jing Hang touched his face and shivered involuntarily, “Won’t your nominal husband mistake me as your lover, and try to find me, and have me lying dead like Little Snowball’s mate?”

Ming Yao couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

Imagination is a disease that needs to be cured!

“You’re overthinking it, I’ve told him that you’re gay.”

Jing Hang jumped, “Senior sister, that’s not very kind, is it? How am I gay? I am a straight man of steel, as straight as they come. Do you know how many women I’ve slept with?”

“Oh come on, you’re all talk. Who doesn’t know you’re still a pure and innocent virgin boy?”

Jing Hang, “…” Being exposed by his senior sister was too much of a blow to his pride!

Ming Yao lifted her chin slightly, motioning for Jing Hang to sit down.

“Do me a favor, I suspect Little Snowball’s mate’s death was suspicious. Draw some of his blood and get it tested!”

With the command from his senior sister, Jing Hang had no choice but to comply.

After all, he was a top-notch laboratory technician at Tang Sect, having tested blood for big shots before, but he had never tested a cat’s blood!

It felt like a bit of a waste of his talents!

As Jing Hang was drawing blood from the male cat, he felt something around its neck.

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The male cat had dark fur, and Ming Yao hadn’t noticed a tag hanging around its neck during her initial examination.

Written on the tag was the male cat’s name, the surname of the owner, and a contact phone number.

The male cat was named Mocha, the owner’s surname was Zhou, and the phone number was a landline.

Ming Yao asked Jing Hang to dial the landline number.

Jing Hang pressed the loudspeaker button, and soon the call connected. A woman’s voice came from the other end, “Hello, this is Zhou Mansion. Who are you looking for?”

Ming Yao gestured for Jing Hang to hang up the call.

The Zhou Mansion in Li City, if she remembered correctly, was Zhou Zhiyan’s family home, right?

Was this male cat named Mocha the Zhou family’s cat?

Ming Yao glanced at Little Snowball in her arms, and her expression, normally cold and charming, grew slightly darker.

Ming Yao went back inside and took out her laptop to begin hacking into the surveillance system around Imperial Garden.

She scrutinized the footage meticulously.

Jing Hang seemed to realize what Ming Yao was looking for, and he helped her watch.

When they saw a video of Gu Siting leaving for work, Ming Yao was clearly distracted for a good few seconds.

In fact, it had only been a day and a night since she’d seen Tyrant Gu, but why did it feel like she hadn’t seen him for a long time?

Little Snowball’s death seemed to have hit him hard.

Through the surveillance footage, it was evident he had become more haggard.

Ming Yao let out a small sigh, her fingertips moved on the keyboard, she skipped past Gu Siting’s video and began to replay footage.

About twenty days before, a middle-aged woman, carrying a large black bag, snuck up to the vicinity of Imperial Garden.

The woman looked around and, seeing no one, opened the black bag. A beautiful white cat ran out.

That cat must have been the deceased Mocha.

Mocha ran towards the back garden of Imperial Garden.

The surveillance footage of the back garden in Imperial Garden had been automatically cleared after its expiration, so Ming Yao couldn’t see any further.

But she had a vague idea of what had happened.

She looked up at Jing Hang, “You go get the lab tests done first.”

“Okay.”

After Jing Hang left, Ming Yao enlarged the image of the middle-aged woman.

If she hadn’t guessed wrong, this woman should be a maid from Zhou Mansion.

In the afternoon, Jing Hang came back with the results of the lab tests.

“How did it go, any problems with the blood?”

Jing Hang shook his head, “Nothing can be detected in the blood!”

Ming Yao’s brows furrowed tightly, “It can’t be that both cats died by accident, can it?”

Ming Yao glanced at Mocha’s corpse, this male cat should have been quite healthy!

“Senior sister, there’s no issue with the blood, but remember, your junior brother is a top-notch laboratory technician, and I did find a trace of evidence!”

Ming Yao reached out to slap the back of Jing Hang’s head, “Can’t you say everything all at once?”

“I’ve encountered a similar case before, but it was with a person who died unexpectedly and no issues could be detected.”

“Later, after many years of investigation, the police discovered that the death wasn’t accidental, but rather the person had been murdered!”

“I don’t know if you’ve heard, but there’s a genius in the chemical industry. He has developed a chemical agent that’s colorless, tasteless, evaporates quickly, and leaves no trace in the body, making it extremely difficult to detect. If ingested over a long period of time, it can be life-threatening!”

“I suspect this male cat was fed that kind of chemical agent over a long period. Although Little Snowball didn’t consume it, mating with the male cat and becoming pregnant, it certainly couldn’t sustain the pregnancy. Not only that, but it would also die suddenly during a miscarriage!”

Ming Yao’s hands by her side clenched into fists forcefully.

If what Jing Hang said was correct, then Little Snowball didn’t die by accident at all, but was murdered!

A sharp, chilling glint flashed across Ming Yao’s beautiful eyes.

Seeing Ming Yao’s expression, Jing Hang couldn’t help but shiver.

Senior sister was usually languid and detached, seldom seen with such a fierce demeanor.

But her eyes full of murderous intent indicated that someone had truly provoked her!

Jing Hang rolled up his sleeves and prepared to lead the charge, “Senior sister, what shall we do next? Your junior brother will follow your lead!”

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