Mu Rulan… Very well! Committing a crime in such a place, without being caught on any surveillance cameras or leaving any fingerprints; using such a bizarre method to kill a person – and yet, one of her legs was still encased in plaster!
If he wasn’t wrong, yesterday when he ran into Mu Rulan, she wasn’t looking for someone but rather had finished her preparations and was planning to return.
Because she had stood along the crosswalk teasing a child, the time had still been early. That was why he had the thought that she was going to do something. But… how had she set up all those traps?
She had clearly been with him the entire day, and there were people at the construction site during the day. Wang Qiang died in the night. Unless she had assistance, how else would she have been able to set up those traps?
Did she have a helper? Translated by The Novelst
Mo Qianren furrowed his brows, thinking deeply. But a hand at his shoulder interrupted him.
He shifted his body to avoid that hand and looked at the person.
Liu Mian pulled her hand back and put on an easy smile and looked at him. “Has Mr. Mo found anything yet?”
“Why are you here?” He didn’t answer her question.
She had been working for quite a few years and had an understanding of men. Men like Mo Qianren weren’t easy to take down. She would need to utilize her intelligence to conquer him or else she would’ve even have a chance to get close to him.
She opened her bag, taking out a document. “Nothing much. I just received this from the police station. Hopefully it can help you with your investigation.”
He grabbed it from her. Before he was able to open it, Liu Mian added, “Why don’t we take a look at it together at the cafe across the road? I’m not familiar with Wang Qiang but I did know him, so I might be able to give additional insight.”
For this kind of guy, using work-related matters was the best way to draw closer.
When Mo Qianren flipped to the first page, he was already frowning in thought. Without needing Liu Mian to remind him, he had already begun to find his way out of the building. He needed to read over the contents of this document very carefully.
He took large steps into the cafe and sat down in a corner.
The words on the document reflected in his eyes.
Wang Qiang was the leader of a police squad in K City. He had been in charge of the kidnapping case five years ago. After that, he was accused of domestic violence and sued by his wife and so was demoted from his position.
After his demotion, he seemed to become unfettered.
He began to visit gay bars, showing special interest in young boys. There were a few boys who had been tricked into bed by Wang Qiang.
And two years ago, he was so high on drugs that he’d caused the death of a thirteen-year-old boy. But there were no consequences: he continued to live freely in the world, though no one could even find a corpse.
In summary, he was basically the scum of the earth who deserved to die.
Mo Qianren flipped to the last page. It was most likely because Wang Qiang had already passed away, but those secrets could not be brought to light. But the information printed on the paper had no records about whoever had taken care of Wang Qiang’s messes.
Some might think that Wang Qiang could have used bribery from his connections from when he was a squad leader, but Mo Qianren found that unlikely to be it.
Liu Mian continued to talk from her position beside Mo Qianren. He seemed to be listening but had no response until he heard something important. He interrupted her, “You said you met Wang Qiang during the kidnapping case five years ago?”
“Yeah. At that time two children died. I was responsible for the autopsy.”
Mo Qianren noticed that when she spoke, her eyelids fluttered down. It was an expression that showed she was reserved when talking about this topic, like she was hiding something.
He was finally able to put his finger on what was making him feel so strange, and that was – Mu Rulan’s crimes all seemed to center around one thing: the kidnapping case from five years before.
When one question was answered, it did nothing but spawn more questions in his mind.
Dong Sixuan was planning to shoot his MV at Liu Silan in the afternoon.
Already there were a number of students gathered inside, some of them holding signs and posters. On the posters, a mixed-race man with blonde hair and blue eyes looked out very charmingly.
If Dong Sixuan was an ordinary star, the students wouldn’t be so excited about his presence. If that were true, as long as they had money, how hard would it really be for them to see him?
But the problem was that Dong Sixuan was the little brother of Dong Qi, the president of TMT Universal Entertainment. The Dong and Huo families were closely related to each other; they were the greatest families in the North.
“Ahhhh! Your majesty!”
“Your majesty! Your majesty!”
A black car drove slowly into Liu Silan. Students flocked to the car and tapped on the windows. But they were specially made so that people outside could not see in.
So the people inside had nothing to be afraid of. Translated by The Novelst
The man yawned lazily from the backseat, his blue eyes scanning the faces and hands at his window. The corner of his mouth was quirked in a lazy smile, but his gaze was cold. “Don’t tell me these are the students of Liu Silan… None of them suit my taste. Sigh; looks like it will be another boring journey yet again.”
In the front, Sang Zheng pushed up his glasses. “Ah Xuan, I believe I’ve said this before: don’t act recklessly in Liu Silan. It’s a little special here.”
“I don’t know the details but the boss sent me a message this morning. It seems that the president of the student council here is not one to be trifled with. If you cause trouble here, it’ll be hard to handle.”
“Oh?” The words seemed to have piqued Dong Sixuan’s interest. “Is the president a man or a woman?”
Sang Zheng could feel a headache forming as he looked at the interest on Dong Sixuan’s face. “Don’t bother with the details, you just need to shoot your MV well.”
Dong Sixuan smiled. It was unclear whether or not he had heart Sang Zheng’s warning.
He got off the car. Just then, Mu Rulan stood out from the crowd and greeted, “Welcome to Liu Silan High School.”
He narrowed his eyes at the young girl walking toward him. He couldn’t put his finger on it but somehow this girl was familiar. Also… didn’t she look a little too bright?
Proofread by: Hannah