C9 Birthday Password

"It seems like Officer Su is already married."

"Nope."

He was surprised for a moment, not sure if he was surprised by her straightforward answer or if he was surprised that she hadn't married after five years of love.

Facing him, Su Hao only spoke a few sentences, yet she felt as if all her strength had been drained. She whispered, "He's gone, five years ago." He sat back down on the chair behind his desk and stared at the computer screen in front of him in a daze.

Zhuo Yanbei also felt that this topic was a little boring. It was obvious that he was not interested in her past. He picked up two cups of water from the water dispenser by the door of the secretary's room and placed one next to her.

Su Hao didn't find his actions that strange. Although Chen Yao said Zhuo Yanbei was a myth in the business world and was not easy to get close to, the Zhuo Yanbei in her memory was a gentle man.

Without thanking her, she picked up her cup and drank directly from it.

Seeing her unprepared actions, Zhuo Yanbei's eyes were intrigued: "Since it's a murder case, all the people that are familiar with Secretary Bai should be classified as suspects and scouts, but Officer Su seems to be too careless towards me."

Su Hao's hand that was holding the paper cup suddenly stiffened.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll poison the water?"

"You won't." Su Hao only paused for a second before continuing to drink her water. She then put down the paper cup and continued to study the password.

Her answer was decisive and swift. Her palm-sized face was pure white. She should have been a girl next door, but she had to force herself to remain calm and collected.

"Officer Su's Trust in me... Even I am surprised. " Zhuo Yanbei's voice was soft.

Su Hao regretted it right after she denied it. Her finger paused on the mouse for a moment before she said, "You have no motive to kill people."

While she was speaking, something suddenly flashed across her mind. Her fingers tapped down Zhuo Yanbei's birthday number on the keyboard. The moment the password was correct, she immediately lifted her eyes to look at his figure standing against the light.

How could Bai Xiaojing's password be his birthday?

Chen Yao's completely baseless assumption from the day entered her mind, but Su Hao firmly believed it was impossible.

Zhuo Yanbei definitely wouldn't kill people. The only people who died under his gun were the elite criminals in the New York City's underworld.

Was Bai Xiaojing secretly in love with him, or had something happened between them …

She didn't look at Zhuo Yanbei anymore. Instead, she lowered her head and hid the doubt in her eyes. She tried her best to ignore the chill on her back. She slowly moved her hand away but suddenly touched the paper cup beside her.

No, this must have nothing to do with him. People's memories can be forgotten for some reason, but people's nature won't change. Zhuo Yanbei definitely can't be the killer!