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Unless there is clear footage of them committing the crime, it is impossible to identify them as suspects.
After dealing with the scene, Lu Mingfei grabbed Ling's wrist and quickly left the scene, rushing towards the California Sunshine.
He has wasted a lot of time because of these six people.
"I hope I can make it in time," Lu Mingfei prayed silently.
Less than two minutes after the two disappeared around the street corner, a graceful figure floated in and landed in the alley that had just fallen silent.
Xia Mi stopped, her gaze carefully sweeping over the ground beneath her feet. She even stretched out her fingers and ran them over the rough walls and cold, hard stone bricks, sensing the subtle traces with her fingertips.
“Strange…” The girl tilted her head, gently supporting her chin with her right hand, a deep sense of confusion rising in her clear eyes.
She witnessed the six men following Lu Mingfei and his companion into the alley, but in the end, only the two targets emerged unharmed.
According to the script, six fresh corpses should have been left here.
However, at this moment, the scene was unusually "clean," and everything was... eerily calm.
She slowly retreated from the alley, standing at the edge of a brighter streetlamp, her gaze fixed on the direction where Lu Mingfei and Ling had hurriedly departed, and murmured softly:
"Lu Mingfei, you are like a book that can never be finished, you are incredibly fascinating."
Chapter 64 Awakening
California sunshine, at the entrance to the courtyard of the Liu family mansion.
Five minutes of all-out sprinting did not leave any trace of fatigue on Lu Mingfei and Ling's faces.
Their breathing remained steady, as if they had simply taken a leisurely stroll.
Lu Mingfei reached out and pressed the doorbell button next to the mansion's main gate.
Almost as soon as the bell rang, a series of hurried footsteps approached from afar, treading on the shiny floor as they rushed towards the door.
"Click!"
The heavy wooden door was suddenly pulled open, and Liu Miaomiao's graceful figure appeared behind it.
With a bright smile on her face, she took tiny, almost leaping steps, quickly crossing the courtyard path to the decorative black wrought iron lattice gate.
"Beep—" She skillfully pressed the electronic switch on the wall, and the grille door slid open silently and automatically.
Liu Miaomiao, with a bright smile, was about to open her mouth to welcome them.
next second.
Her gaze unconsciously fell on the doorway—on Lu Mingfei and Ling's hands, their fingers intertwined and never separated.
The smile on his face froze instantly.
The girl's previously palpable joy vanished like a burst bubble.
A palpable sense of loss silently spread, instantly engulfing Lu Mingfei.
Nothing was said.
Liu Miaomiao turned around and rushed back into the warmly lit room as if she were running away, leaving only a hurried and slender figure behind.
Under the porch light, Lu Mingfei watched the disappearing figure and instantly understood.
However, he did not think it was a bad thing, after experiencing Xia Mi and the murder just now.
He gained a clearer understanding of his current situation.
If I had to use one word to describe it...
That is: Extremely dangerous!
Getting Liu Miaomiao involved is definitely not a good thing.
He still doesn't know the true identity of "Brother Fu" behind those six people, and can only wait until tomorrow to investigate.
If he hadn't learned from Su Youli that he could stay at the Liu family's house soon, he would have moved out long ago.
However, Su Youli also said that it was only for the near future.
She didn't specify exactly how long "sooner" meant.
It's best to plan ahead.
Lu Mingfei glanced at the obedient girl beside him and let go of her hand.
The girl looked up and glanced sideways, but did not let go of Lu Mingfei's hand.
"Let go first!"
Upon hearing this, Ling had no choice but to obediently release Lu Mingfei's hand.
After the two entered the courtyard, Lu Mingfei pressed an electronic switch on the wall.
"Di!"
The black wrought iron grille door slammed shut.
Lu Mingfei walked helplessly into the house with Ling.
……
The atmosphere at the dinner table was extremely strange, with only the sounds of bowls and chopsticks clattering and people chewing.
Liu Miaomiao didn't say anything, she just kept her head down and picked at the rice in her bowl, while Ling, like an obedient child, put the rice she picked up with her chopsticks into her mouth one bite at a time.
Lu Mingfei sat between the two, his hands and feet slightly stiff.
Mr. and Mrs. Liu sat opposite, their eyes occasionally sweeping over the three of them.
As experienced people, Mr. and Mrs. Liu immediately understood what had happened.
His own daughter suffered a crushing defeat.
This can't go on like this!
Liu's mother put down the silver-inlaid ivory chopsticks in her hand, the crisp sound breaking the silence.
"Mingfei, Aunt Liu just asked directly, do you have romantic feelings for our Miaomiao?"
Lu Mingfei's hand, holding the bowl and chopsticks, hovered in mid-air for several seconds.
He shoveled the remaining rice in the bowl into his mouth, swallowed it forcefully, and then gently put down his chopsticks.
"I was asking about the kind of romantic love between a man and a woman," Liu's mother added deliberately, her gaze fixed on Lu Mingfei's face.
Lu Mingfei turned his gaze to Liu Miaomiao on his left. She was looking down, picking at the food in her bowl, seemingly indifferent, but the blush on the tips of her ears betrayed her.
How should he respond in this situation?
To be honest, he did have feelings for Liu Miaomiao.
But sitting next to him was a fiancée chosen by his parents.
What puzzled Lu Mingfei even more was that Liu's parents, being such shrewd business people, could not see through the delicate love triangle relationship at hand.
Knowing that asking this question will only make the situation more complicated, why ask it at all?
He keenly realized that he had to figure out a trump card before answering the question.
Lu Mingfei looked up and met Liu's mother's gaze:
"Aunt Liu, before I answer you, I'd like to confirm something."
"How much do you and Uncle Liu really know about me?"
His subtext was all too clear:
If you know I'm of mixed race, then I'm open about it;
If we don't know, then some boundaries must be strictly guarded.
Upon hearing this, Liu's parents exchanged a knowing glance, then their gentle gaze fell upon their daughter.
Mr. Liu spoke, his tone calm:
"Miaomiao, the things we're going to talk to Mingfei about next are probably not something you should be listening to right now."
"Why don't you... go back to your room and rest first?"
These words, though spoken gently, instantly made Liu Miaomiao tense up.
Why? Why can't even she listen? And why can Zero stay safely?
"No..." She suddenly raised her head, her voice initially as soft as a mosquito's buzz, then rising in pitch, filled with suppressed grievance and stubbornness, "I don't want to go back to my room! Is there anything I can't hear?!"
Liu's parents were taken aback by their daughter's reaction, then looked at each other and burst into laughter. Their laughter contained both understanding and joy at their daughter's courage in pursuing her dream for the first time.
"Alright, alright! Then you can stay!" Father Liu waved his hand, his smile full of affection.
His smile quickly faded, and when he turned his gaze to Hui Mingfei, it became serious and scrutinizing.
Father Liu's voice was low and solemn:
“Mingfei, to be honest, your Aunt Liu and I don’t really know much about your past.”
He paused, then said, "But one thing we are clear about is that you are of mixed race."
Lu Mingfei's pupils contracted slightly; he wasn't too surprised by the result.
Father Liu calmly shifted his gaze to Ling, who was quiet and well-behaved beside Lu Mingfei:
"And this Miss Zero, she is also of mixed race, we know that too."
Zero remained unchanged, even after his identity was revealed, he still had that expressionless face.
Liu Miaomiao was completely dumbfounded.
Lu Mingfei? A mixed-race person?
She carefully examined the boy who was standing close to her—
With classic Eastern features and a familiar face... aside from the occasional sharp look in her eyes, she doesn't look like she's of mixed race at all!
Lu Mingfei took a slow breath.
Even though Liu's parents knew his and Ling's identities, they still let them live in their home. This trust and courage were far beyond what was common.
He must accept this favor.