There Was No Death That's Easy?

When Bai Muchuan received a "Help" message from Xiang Wan's mobile number, he was at home just a street away.

On the balcony, he and Bai Munian were sitting together.

He had just bought supper, which was his dinner for that day as well. The work of detectives were busy and tense. The case had not been solved, so it was impossible to eat in proper meal timings.

"Another case cropped up?" Bai Munian saw the change in Bai Muchuan's face and asked out of concern.

"Yeah! A real major case!" Bai Muchuan dialed Xiang Wan's number with a grim expression.

However, when Xiang Wan answered the call, she said "Ah?" and told him she was alright.

Bai Muchuan raised an eyebrow. "Who would ask for help at midnight?"

"… It was a wrong message."

A wrong message? Hmph! What a big liar, Bai Muchuan thought.

Bai Muchuan asked indifferently, "Where are you?"