Thanks to Ke Meng's powerful Synesthesia, Captain Luo's interrogation went smoothly. Every word was a knife, leaving Liang Jing nowhere to hide.
It turned out that two weeks earlier, Liang Jing had heard faint whispers while working at her flower shop in the morning.
At first, she could not make out what the sound was and assumed it was traffic.
That evening, the whispers sounded again, clearer this time.
"Do you want to live happily?"
"Do you want an eternal companion?"
"Do you want him to stay by your side forever?"
Liang Jing had been terrified, a chill running down her back.
Anyone sitting alone in their shop at night would feel deeply uneasy if they suddenly began hearing eerie voices.
She was clearly the only person in the shop, and she had checked her phone too. She had not accidentally opened a video app.
As though it could see into her heart, the voice explained further, "Don't be afraid. I'm a flower you've been growing. Yes, this pot of white roses. That's me."
After that, Liang Jing quickly closed the shop and did not dare open it for two whole days.
But keeping the shop closed for two days did serious harm to the flowers inside.
Flowers needed watering and care. As the flower shop's owner, she had to look after them, or she would lose her source of income.
Cutting off someone's livelihood was as unforgivable as killing their father.
Driven by the need to make a living, she had no choice but to return to the flower shop.
Trembling, she pulled up the rolling shutter, and the pot of white roses came into view again.
"Why did you run away? I can bring you happiness, yet you don't even dare to try. All you can do is