"This is the background information you need. If it weren't for the needs of the case, this would be our Liao family's commercial secret, so I hope the public security department can keep it confidential," Liao Yuan said. "As for the serial murders in Fengdian Community, I don't think they are related to our Liao family's affairs. I know about Wang Huan'an being raped, I know Shui Gang likes her, and I also know about the peeping, but I didn't take it seriously at the time, because compared to the Liao family's domestic issues, these were not significant matters."
"However, Wang Huan'an and Fang Xin, who are dead, have had connections with you. Therefore, you are still a key person of interest for our investigation. You should be aware of this, right?" Gao Xiaofei also revealed his hand.
"I understand. I respect your investigation and will cooperate fully. This is my attitude," Liao Yuan said solemnly.
"Okay, if there's nothing else, we'll conclude for today," Gao Xiaofei said, relieved. The interrogation had gone smoother than he expected.
"Excuse me, reporter Ping An, were you present today? Will he be able to know what I've said?" Liao Yuan wasn't in a hurry to leave and asked something unrelated to the case.
"You are free to find him after you leave, and you can tell him what you told me today. This is your right and your freedom," Gao Xiaofei said evasively, not understanding why Liao Yuan insisted on seeing Ping An.
"It would be great if reporter Ping An were here. It's a real pity," Liao Yuan said, seeming somewhat unwilling.
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In the observation room next to the interrogation room, Ping An, who had heard everything, frowned and remained silent. Director Xiang, sitting in a chair, held his teacup, glanced at Ping An's back, and took a slow sip.
It was the same as his initial deduction.
If that were the case, then Liao Yuan would have no practical motive to kill.
The deaths of Fang Xin and Wang Huan'an, and even Shui Gang's death, seemed to be in order to conceal one thing. Was it what Liao Yuan had mentioned that they were trying to conceal?
If his initial deduction was correct, why did he change his line of thinking later? What was influencing him?
"Do you think Liao Yuan is the murderer?" Director Xiang asked.
"At Liao Yuan's status, if she really wanted to kill someone, would she need to do it herself?" Ping An seemed to be answering Director Xiang, but also talking to himself.
"What do you think of Liao Yuan's words?" Director Xiang asked again.
"Impeccable, watertight," Ping An said after some thought.
"Then what are you still standing there spacing out for?" Director Xiang said. "Why don't you go find other clues?"
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"Because Liao Yuan's words are too perfect. She didn't even leave any room for Chang Suo!" Ping An's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he suddenly showed a strange smile.
"Chang Suo?" Director Xiang lowered his head and said after another sip of tea, "It's time to let him see the light."
"Director Xiang, I request again to investigate Huang Juan. If Huang Juan's matter is not clarified, even dealing with Chang Suo will be futile," Ping An said solemnly.
"You want the murderer, but I want the truth. To be honest, I have a good grasp of this case, but if I can't understand the truth behind it, even if I find the murderer, I can't punish evil and promote good!" Ping An said.
"You are mistaken. We want both the murderer and the truth. Go ahead, show me your methods, and let me see what great moves this great detective of yours has been holding back all these days!" Director Xiang put down his teacup and encouraged Ping An.
After seeing Liao Yuan off, Gao Xiaofei's mind was still immersed in the story of the Liao family's commercial secrets.
"Did you know about these inside stories of the Liao family from the very beginning?" Gao Xiaofei didn't need to look back; a strong scent of medicinal wine wafted from behind him. Who else could it be but Ping An?
"I'm a reporter. I can find anything out as long as I do my job," Ping An said, patting Gao Xiaofei on the shoulder. "Liao Yuan is a pitiable woman, but she is also a formidable enemy. You should be careful."
"Do you already know who the killer is?" Gao Xiaofei suddenly asked.
"I said I wanted to prove three things. Now I can only tell you that I've proven two, and I need the last one," Ping An said. "Don't expect to get the results easily. Solving cases is your responsibility, and I, in a way, am punishing evil and promoting good. We're on different levels of investigation!"
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"Get lost. I just saw the text message Fei Keqing sent me. Your confidante went to your house today. Your backyard must be on fire by now," Gao Xiaofei said with a laugh.
"Hiss!" Hearing Gao Xiaofei's words, Ping An immediately got worked up.
"Let's go find Chang Suo," Ping An said, pulling Gao Xiaofei along without another word.
"What, aren't you going home first?" Gao Xiaofei asked curiously.
"Your wife is there, and my apprentice is no pushover. Qiao Yiyan is a bit anxious..." Ping An seemed unfazed, hurriedly jumping into the car.
In the Municipal Bureau building, Director Xiang, who had refilled his tea, looked out the window at Ping An and Gao Xiaofei getting into the car arm in arm and said without turning his head, "If I'm not mistaken, Ping An will be taking a trip in a few days. Although Hei Dou is there, the enemy this time is very cunning. Ping An is a stubborn person who won't turn back once he finds a clue. Take a few people and follow him secretly. Protect him at critical moments..."
Since signing the new contract, Chang Suo's identity had also changed from the former Teacher Chang to the current President Chang.
In the newly decorated office building, Chang Suo looked at the documents in his hand, not noticing Lin Dang, dressed in a capable professional suit, quietly entering with a cup of coffee.
"President Chang, you should rest. We have a lot of business recently, but our capacity is limited..." Compared to before, Lin Dang was like a different person.
"Little Lin, you have to start early in entrepreneurship. I know it's been busy lately, and you've lost weight!" Chang Suo put down the documents in his hand and smiled at Lin Dang. "You're fighting for your career here, but some people are winning beauties and staying out all night, not even coming home."
"Understood, understood. I know what to do. This time, I will definitely make that couple have nowhere to go," Chang Suo closed his eyes, saying excitedly.
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After a busy day, Gao Xiaofei drove Ping An home and picked up his wife.
Ping An nervously entered the house and saw Su Tang sitting on the left side of the sofa with her lips pursed and silent, and Qiao Yiyan sitting on the right side of the sofa with an angry expression, completely lacking her usual gentleness.
They say three women make a lot of noise. Thinking of how Fei Keqing left without saying a word, he could imagine what kind of time they had at home. Now that only two women remained, it felt even harder to handle.
"You don't learn anything good all day. You don't even know how to greet guests when they come to the house!" Ping An said sternly, starting with his apprentice.
Upon hearing that her master was scolding her first without asking for details, Su Tang felt even more wronged. She pouted her small mouth, snorted, and turned her head away, refusing to speak.
"Go upstairs and do your homework. You're forbidden to eat tonight!" Seeing that Su Tang didn't move, Ping An said again.
"Fine if I don't eat," Su Tang was indeed bone-spirited. She crossed her arms and went upstairs.
Only Ping An and Qiao Yiyan were left in the living room. Qiao Yiyan, who had been wearing a stern face, finally recovered her usual shy demeanor.
"Why are you saying that? She's still a child and doesn't understand anything. She thought I was trying to steal you away," Qiao Yiyan, feeling that Ping An was still better to her, began to play the peacemaker. Honestly, her intention today was to argue with Su Tang, but she didn't expect Fei Keqing to interfere, making her prepared tactics impossible to implement.
"That child has been spoiled beyond measure by my sister in just one year. It's good that you came today. You can help me discipline her from now on," Ping An said, seeing that Qiao Yiyan was accepting the olive branch and going along with the situation. He sat beside his lover, picked up a grape, peeled it, and dotingly fed it to her.
"Discipline what? Since she's our own child—look, this is a gift I brought for her. Unfortunately, your old lady got there first. Tsk tsk, what a grand gesture, to give such an expensive gift to an adopted child." Qiao Yiyan took out the bracelet, pretending to be unhappy.
"Hey, why did you spend money? I haven't even given you a decent gift yet," Ping An said sheepishly.
"Then give me one. I know you're not short on money," Qiao Yiyan said, hugging Ping An's neck and acting spoiled.
"Okay, what do you want?" Ping An asked with a smile.
"This!" Qiao Yiyan said, holding up the bracelet.
"This? Don't you already have one?" Ping An asked.
"Yes, this bracelet has three colors—I want the other two colors, and then I'll put them together to wear as anklets," Qiao Yiyan leaned in and kissed Ping An, saying playfully.
"Hey, I know this brand. I can't get it right now. I'll find a way to ask a friend abroad to look for it," Ping An replied, frowning.
"Why are you looking for it? Don't you have one ready at home?" Qiao Yiyan blinked and blew into Ping An's ear, her breath like a fragrant orchid.
"Where do I have one at home?" Ping An shivered from the stimulation and then looked at Qiao Yiyan, "You don't mean..."
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"A young girl like you, what does she know about jewelry? I don't want it either, I'll just wear it for fun," Qiao Yiyan said mischievously.
"This might not be good," Ping An was in a dilemma.
Seeing Ping An's predicament, Qiao Yiyan, who had been lying on Ping An, suddenly got up, placed her thigh on Ping An's leg, then hugged him and moved her face close, saying half-playfully and half-threateningly, "I want it..."
"Okay! Wait for me, I'll go up..." Seeing the beautiful woman so shy, Ping An lost all reason and got up to go get it.
"You don't need to go up. Your precious apprentice has been peeking and eavesdropping at the top of the stairs on the second floor for a long time," Qiao Yiyan suddenly shouted loudly. "If you heard, come down! I'm just teasing you and your master. Don't mind it."
"Clomp clomp..." Su Tang walked down the stairs step by step with a dark face, then stood in front of her master without saying a word.
Ping An looked at Su Tang and found that the girl had grown taller again, but she was thinner and more haggard than when An Jing had left...
"It's just a bracelet. Take it off and let your mistress wear it. Master will buy you a better one later," Ping An said, coaxing and deceiving.
"Master..." Su Tang's little face was tightly drawn, her big eyes flickering, and a tear stubbornly swirled in the corner of her eye, refusing to fall.
"Hurry up, are you deaf! Why are you so disobedient? Have you forgotten everything I taught you? Where's your politeness? Your upbringing?" Ping An, perhaps feeling he had lost face in front of Su Tang, was very angry.
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"She's a bad woman!" Su Tang, who had always been daring, was perhaps angered by her master's words and blurted out words she had held back for many days with righteous indignation.
"Slap!" A slap echoed.
Qiao Yiyan, caught off guard, was startled.
She would never have dared to believe that Ping An would slap Su Tang.
It was at this very moment that she suddenly realized something—she had crossed the line today!
Su Tang's little face rapidly swelled red, visible to the naked eye.
After slapping, Ping An sat on another sofa and was about to reprimand her when Su Tang unexpectedly ran out of the house.
"Aren't you going to chase her?" Qiao Yiyan, finally realizing she might have caused trouble, quickly ordered Ping An.
"Don't worry, she didn't take her phone, so she can't go far," Ping An said nonchalantly. However, his face was flushed red, as if he were venting the anger of not sleeping well for days.
"You, you!" Seeing Ping An's behavior, Qiao Yiyan was a bit dazed. After much thought, she still chased after them.
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Her original intention today was to communicate with Su Tang, but she didn't expect a surge of anger to lead to the current situation, and she deeply regretted it.
Late at night, after seeing Qiao Yiyan off, Ping An drove to Fei Keqing's apartment.
"Here's a broken string of beads, as a burial item for your precious one!" Fei Keqing didn't let Ping An in, but instead, she fiercely threw the jewelry Su Tang wore on her feet at his face.
"Crack!" After the bracelet hit Ping An's face, the entire string scattered on the ground, beads rolling everywhere.
"A beautiful young lady, you can really bear to hit her?" Gao Xiaofei, wearing pajamas and slippers and smoking a cigarette, came out of the apartment and said, "The child's face is swollen like a pig's head. She didn't even file a complaint. She ran all the way here wearing slippers, with nothing to eat or drink, just sat on the sofa and stared blankly, crying. She only said a word when asked..."
Hearing Gao Xiaofei's words, Ping An didn't react much. He looked at the scattered beads and slowly bent down to pick them up.
"Qiao Yiyan called just now, both apologizing and feeling guilty. She said her psychological intervention habits acted up, which led to this—oh, she was mainly targeting you and didn't really want to do anything to the child. But you, with one slap, put Qiao Yiyan in a difficult position. How will you live your life from now on?" Gao Xiaofei finished his cigarette butt and lit another one, lecturing Ping An earnestly.
"You haven't been sleeping well lately, and the pressure has been too great. It's understandable to lose emotional control. Today, today, well, I saw Lin Dang again. Alas, I don't know what you two talked about. If I had known it would turn out like this, I should have pulled you away then." After scolding Ping An, Gao Xiaofei began to scold himself.
Outside the apartment, although there were streetlights, they couldn't illuminate everything.
Gao Xiaofei, who had been talking for a long time, saw Ping An struggling to pick up the beads and intended to help.
"Here's one, I'll pick it up for you!" Gao Xiaofei bent down, preparing to pick up a bead below a step.
"Get lost!" Ping An, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
With a loud and deep "Get lost," which faintly sounded like a tiger's roar, even Gao Xiaofei, who had seen many dangers, was startled and stood there blankly for a moment before tremblingly saying "Okay."
"I'll do it myself," Ping An glanced at Gao Xiaofei sideways, his tone suddenly becoming calm.
Finally, all the beads were picked up. Ping An looked at the lit room in the apartment building and then lowered his head to say to Gao Xiaofei, "The child these past few days..."
"She's staying here, it's okay. I'm living here now too," Gao Xiaofei said, looking at Ping An's red eyes and his menacing expression. "Why don't you go up with me and accompany the child? Oh, have a talk?"
"I already told Director Xiang today that I want to go out and relax for the next couple of days. Lately, I've been a bit unwell, you know." Ping An said.
"Mmm," Gao Xiaofei nodded and said, "Don't worry!"
Ping An looked up at the light in the building again, then lowered his head and strode away hurriedly.
"Is this Teacher Yu Shijie's home? Please let him take the phone," Ping An said while walking under the streetlight, making a call.
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"Old Yu Tou! I have a troublesome matter that requires you to come down the mountain."
"What? You said you haven't been involved in technical investigation for many years?"
"Old Yu Tou, lives are at stake. I really have no one else."
"Thank you. Then I'll come and pick you up."
"Tomorrow? It'll be too late tomorrow. If it's not finished today, someone will die tomorrow. If it's successful, I'll treat you to a foot massage at Sister Ma's place, the one you've been longing for!"
Hanging up the phone, Ping An looked at the starry sky and felt a sense of being lost.