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In the dead of night, the sudden raid caught many off guard; for those who wanted to escape, it was already too late. Some were dragged from their beds, while others were apprehended in bars. There were even those who had been abusing their wives and children—people who were not good to begin with, ruling their homes with an iron fist. It was only when the handcuffs clicked shut that they jolted awake to the realization that they had been captured. Then came the fierce resistance, cries of wrongful accusation against the police.
Lin Yuan, having enjoyed a rare good night's sleep, did not rise early like usual. Instead, he joined the throngs of people squeezing onto the subway, his conversation with Zheng Yun having ceased the previous day. Upon arriving at the police station, he noticed the dark circles under Zhang Yao's eyes.
"What's going on today?" Lin Yuan asked, noting Zhang's weary demeanor.
Lin Yuan had little to do that day, so he took the opportunity to wander around and soon spotted Zhang Yao. "You got here pretty early, huh? Another case last night? Thought I’d come check it out."
Zhang Yao wasn't particularly fond of coffee; instead, he held a cup of tea in his hands. Several photographs were already laid out on his desk. Lin Yuan picked one up without hesitation—it depicted a teenager who had been stabbed in the heart.
A brutal and straightforward method.
"We found some surveillance footage this time," Zhang Yao said with a hint of frustration. "The perpetrator hid well; we couldn't identify who it was."
He looked somewhat pained; having worked all night without sleep, facing such a situation was disheartening for anyone. If both cases proceeded simultaneously, he felt overwhelmed.
"Any updates on contacting Wang Zhiyan's classmates?" Lin Yuan inquired.
"It’s not summer vacation yet, so not many have returned," Zhang Yao replied. "However, the girl Wang Zhiyan had a crush on in high school is back."
"A crush?" Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow. "We found a diary at his house before, but this girl didn’t know Wang liked her."
In Zhang Yao's view, it would be difficult for a girl to kill both the male manager of the construction department and this teenager in the photo.
"Can I use your computer?" Lin Yuan asked.
"Go ahead," Zhang Yao replied.
The information about that girl was also on the desk. Lin Yuan entered her ID number and easily found her major and current address. Unlike Wang Zhiyan's family, who were reluctant to move, hers had agreed to relocate as soon as they learned about the demolition.
"Architectural design?" Lin Yuan stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Zhang, could you contact over there and see if she’s had any interviews or sent out any applications recently?"
"Are you suspecting she might be involved in this case?" Zhang Yao asked, looking intrigued.
From a purely strength perspective, this guess is somewhat risky. It is merely speculation. The Construction Bureau contacted the police department as soon as the incident occurred, so it was impossible to keep such information hidden.
When Lin Yuan called, the other party was quite polite. "Yuan Xiao? Yes, there is such a girl. She had to leave temporarily, so she hasn’t participated in our interview yet." This girl’s qualifications perfectly matched their needs, and being from a prestigious university made her more than qualified for an internship with them.
The person in charge of this matter had only a vague impression; if not for Lin Yuan's inquiry, he wouldn’t have remembered. "Could you send a copy of the surveillance footage to the police department? Also, may I ask what the relationship is between the young man involved last night and your shareholder?"
The person answering the call was the boss's secretary, which explained why he knew so much. Glancing at the boss who was busy handling documents, the secretary replied, "That’s our General Manager Xia’s lover’s son. However, General Manager Xia has been divorced from his wife for quite some time."
"Okay, thank you." After Lin Yuan mentioned that the other party might target people on their side, most shareholders had been avoiding going out, which could also be why they were approached.
"Could Wang Zhiyan be General Manager Xia’s biological son?" Zhang Yaozhi spoke up after Lin Yuan hung up.
"It’s possible. I’ll go out for a bit." There were spare vehicles at the police station, and Lin Yuan had just recently obtained his driver’s license, making it a perfect opportunity to put it to use.
This was Lin Yuan's first time using a police vehicle. Zheng Yun wanted to follow him because there were many documents that needed reorganizing in the archives due to Lin Yuan's appearance and also because of those who had been arrested yesterday.
When other officers arrived at the station this morning, they were left speechless. It had been years since so many suspects appeared together; it was said that Zhou Changfeng's side had also arrested a pyramid scheme organization.
Not to mention, the rewards would be significant. This case did not belong to the criminal system; it was the first of its kind, and perhaps there would be more in the future.
Yuan Xiao was currently not living at home but had found a place outside. It was said that her relationship with her family wasn’t good, which made her reluctant to return home each time.
Arriving at the hotel lobby, Lin Yuan didn’t go inside but sat in the hall instead. It was still early; sooner or later, she would come down for lunch. If not, he could always order takeout.
The police department hadn’t issued him a badge yet, so even if Lin Yuan wanted to go in, he wouldn’t be able to. However, perhaps luck was on his side; it wasn’t long before he spotted someone.
A tall but not slender girl appeared in Lin Yuan's line of sight. She carried a bag on her back and was looking down at her phone, seemingly preparing to go somewhere.
"Yuan Xiao?" Lin Yuan called out as he approached her.
Hearing someone call her name, Yuan Xiao turned to look, feeling that she didn’t recognize the person.
“Who are you?”
“I’m a friend of Wang Zhiyan. He mentioned that he liked you, so I wanted to come and see.”
The moment Wang Zhiyan’s name was mentioned, Yuan Xiao’s expression shifted from neutral to wary.
“That was all in the past. Our feelings for each other aren’t that deep. If you want to know anything, you should ask his parents.”
Such a response didn’t sound like something a girl who was secretly in love would say.
“Uh, but he has a special diary that he wrote just for you. I want to give it to you.”
Lin Yuan had already prepared his lines, and whether or not this diary actually existed was a matter for later.
Upon hearing about the diary, Yuan Xiao paused and extended her hand.
“Give it to me.”
“I haven’t gotten it from his parents yet. How about we go together today? Wang Zhiyan’s parents are quite curious about you too.”
After all, she was the one their son liked.
Seeing Yuan Xiao withdraw her hand, Lin Yuan noticed her eyelids droop slightly, and her voice became softer.
“Then forget it. I’ll just get it before I go back to school.”
After saying this, she had no intention of continuing the conversation with Lin Yuan and walked outside with her backpack.
This series of expressions seemed fine at first; she claimed not to be interested in Wang Zhiyan but then wanted the diary, which created a contradiction.
After Lin Yuan asked the front desk how long Yuan Xiao planned to stay, he took a taxi and left.
He needed to get that diary as soon as possible; only then would he have a reason to continue contacting Yuan Xiao.
In truth, Yuan Xiao hadn’t gone far; she watched Lin Yuan ask at the front desk and then leave before lighting up her own screen.
It was a picture of a very young face, with small tiger teeth smiling as he held hands tightly with a girl next to him.
Yuan Xiao’s fingers gently brushed over the boy's face in the photo, her expression unchanged.
“I will make them pay.”
Even if someone was kneeling before her now in repentance, what good would it do? Once someone was dead, who could bring them back to life?
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