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At one o'clock in the afternoon, as Lin Yuan was about to get a glass of water before dinner, he noticed a man in the waiting room.
The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, wearing an expensive watch on his wrist. His expression appeared quite calm, and most importantly, Lin Yuan recognized him.
The duty officer glanced at Lin Yuan, signaling him with his eyes. Zheng Yun was still busy with matters in the archives; after Lin Yuan had raised those issues in the morning, she needed to follow up on them.
"How long has he been here?" Lin Yuan asked after taking a sip of water.
"About ten minutes or so. He doesn't seem too anxious about his father’s situation," came the reply. The man appeared composed, without any dark circles under his eyes; it was no joke to say he was calm.
"I'm going in," Lin Yuan said, placing the paper cup outside as he walked into the waiting room.
The man inside looked slightly surprised upon seeing Lin Yuan. Although he didn’t turn to look directly, he could still see the interaction between Lin Yuan and the officer earlier.
"Hello, I’m Zhong Wei. I believe you’re here at the police station regarding my family matters. I sincerely apologize for this; I didn’t expect him to be that kind of person." Pain flickered in Zhong Wei's eyes as he spoke.
Lin Yuan simply nodded in response. "That's good to know. Follow me."
Zhong Wei followed behind Lin Yuan, somewhat incredulous that he only had to face this young officer today.
Before long, they arrived at the interrogation room. Upon seeing it wasn’t a conference room but an interrogation room, Zhong Wei hesitated at the door.
He frowned. "Did we come to the wrong place? Aren’t you just going to ask me a few questions?"
Inside were no chairs, only a pair of handcuffs on the table, seemingly prepared specifically for him.
"There's no point in leaving now," Lin Yuan said calmly. "If you’re unwilling to cooperate, we can take some coercive measures, which you’ll understand shortly."
Zhong Wei's expression darkened; if Lin Yuan didn’t provide him with an explanation soon, things would go badly for him at the district police station. However, he also understood that if there wasn’t any evidence against him, they wouldn’t be so quick to arrest him.
The young man sitting across from him seemed to be using the recording equipment for the first time; after fiddling with it for a while, he finally got it set up and took a seat.
"Zhong Wei," he began, "there don’t seem to be any issues with your basic information. What I want to ask is whether your departure from the company last year involved a large amount of embezzled funds?"
Even though it was later clarified, this is a fact. Zhong Wei's face was cold.
I can have my lawyer explain this matter to me. If the officer just wants to ask these questions, I can give a brief answer.
No need for that. Next question: how do you explain the sudden influx of money in your account?
It's the year-end bonus for the project; the police department can verify that.
Lin Yuan smiled.
If you could verify it, I wouldn't be here asking you. In fact, we also want to know who opened the account and canceled it right after transferring the funds.
Canceled? That's a company issue, not mine.
You and that company agreed on a compensation amount that doesn't match this transfer amount. Are you sure the project bonus came from them?
Faced with Lin Yuan's question, Zhong Wei hesitated. Although a year had passed, he only vaguely remembered whether that money matched the project funds.
It should match. Shouldn't this be a question for the company's finance department? If you ask me, I can only say I don't know.
Even if the police detain me, without evidence, I won't be held for long; I can still get out eventually.
You still don't understand your own situation? What about the fingerprints on the raincoat? Are you aware of those?
Staring at Zhong Wei, Lin Yuan spoke slowly.
Zhong Wei's calm demeanor shattered completely at the mention of the raincoat. His fingers turned pale, but he didn't rush to defend himself; instead, he asked:
Every time something happens, I have an alibi. Even if my fingerprints are on it, that only proves I handled it—can it prove anything else?
Alibi? Are you implying that you intentionally misled the staff at the mall about the timing?
Leaning on the table, Lin Yuan revealed a strategic smile as he observed Zhong Wei's stunned expression and continued:
It wasn't just when you lost your watch at the mall, was it? There should be other incidents as well, all with subtle time discrepancies.
The girl’s handling of the process is clearly documented in the criminal system; it's incredibly difficult for one person to pull off perfectly, and even two big men would need great courage to do so.
So then, who provided the location?
You did.
Zhong Wei felt a chill run down his spine, as if someone had been watching him from behind while he was involved in these activities.
How could that be possible?
At this moment, he began to take this young man seriously. This was not just some casual attempt by the police to placate him; there was genuine insight behind it. Was he wondering how I knew? And what about the identities of those girls? You would have chosen them too.
What intrigued him even more was another matter: did you not feel the slightest guilt for letting someone else take the fall for you?
Lin Yuan was still guiding Zhong Wei, encouraging him to admit it voluntarily, without making him expend too much effort.
Guilt? Officer, isn’t it a bit premature to label me like this without any other evidence? If the district police operate like this, what will happen to the sea of justice?
He wasn’t foolish; otherwise, he would have been interrogated into a confession long ago.
It’s fine; other evidence will surface soon. Just check your whereabouts, and you’ll find out.
Watching Lin Yuan casually start organizing his notes, Zhong Wei felt a growing sense of panic inside him.
Yes, at that time, he had indeed used the wrong timing to clear himself of suspicion. To achieve that, he had inevitably made it obvious to everyone what he was doing.
This also meant that certain things would leave traces online. While surveillance footage could be easily erased over time, the internet wouldn’t forget; it could hold far more than any camera ever could.
Think about it here carefully. Once you’ve made up your mind, feel free to speak up. I only targeted you from the beginning; don’t let anyone use you as a pawn.
Lin Yuan employed the same tactic with Zhong An Guo.
A pawn.
Those two words made Zhong Wei realize that he still had vulnerabilities that could be exposed; yet, he couldn’t figure out where exactly he had gone wrong.
As Lin Yuan was about to push the door open and leave, Zhong Wei called out to him.
Who exactly are you?
Unless you saw me do those things with your own eyes, how could you know all this? Officer, is the police station really a good place for someone like you?
His emotions were slightly agitated, but he genuinely wanted to know.
Zhong Wei wasn’t lacking in intelligence; the person who relayed messages to him was definitely no good person, and it was clear that these police officers weren’t exactly virtuous either.
Who would have thought there were fishing lines on the bridge? The connection point of those lines led directly to the bodies of those girls?
A normal person wouldn’t even conceive of such a thing.
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