This was Meng Yifan's second time in a police station this year.
I wasn't the only one having a run of bad luck this year. He was too.
It would be fine if the police merely suspected him. What I feared was that he had really done something rash.
Tao Xiaoyu's death had already borne out the divination I had performed earlier, which meant I hadn't read it wrong.
At the time, I hadn't told Song Xiaotian that, according to that reading, Meng Yifan would very likely go to prison...
If those things lined up, then Tao Xiaoyu... might really have been killed by that idiot!
At that thought, I felt as though the sky were about to fall.
Murder meant at least a life sentence. In Meng Yifan's situation, he could even be executed!
Song Xiaotian and I waited until five that afternoon, but we still couldn't get through to Meng Yifan's phone.
If he was merely assisting with an investigation, there was no way they would have kept him this long without releasing him.
The police must have identified him as their prime suspect and were going to detain him for forty-eight hours.
I couldn't sit still any longer. Song Xiaotian and I immediately went to find out which police station the officers who had taken him away belonged to.
As luck would have it, the officers who had taken Meng Yifan away were from the South City Precinct.
We knew someone at that precinct: Brother Liu!
Brother Liu had bought a property through our shop before and later helped us with a few things. We had given him quite a bit of money back then too.
Later, to get Li Xiumei's ashes, we had threatened him. Things had certainly turned very unpleasant.
Getting him to help us