Chapter 30: The Hand Behind the Scenes

Chapter 30: The Hand Behind the Scenes

[NOTE: Summit is a mistranslation of Guo Feng, Previous chapters will be fixed.]

Jiang Hes voice was low and firm. Thats correct. Open the door, I need information.

Fu Qianwei hesitated, casting a doubtful gaze at the stranger on the other side of the door. Though Jiang He claimed to be a cop, Fu Qianwei couldnt help but wonder if he was a murderer himself. After all, he was nothing like the law enforcement officers she had seen in movies and TV shows.

How do I know youre a cop? Fu Qianwei challenged him.

Jiang He didnt waste a moment. He rattled off a long list of personal details that left Fu Qianwei reeling. Her name, her parents names, her job, and even her preferenceseverything was accurate to the letter.

Im a cop, and you have it on your file, Jiang He said. He explained patiently. Could you please let me in now?

Feeling a little unnerved by how much personal information had been recorded about her, Fu Qianwei reluctantly opened the door. Jiang He wasted no time in getting down to business.

Im here this time for He Huijuans case, he said, his voice steady and emotionless. We discovered that you actively organised a reunion two and a half months ago, but you were not a member of your high school class cadre. Such activities should, in general, be organised by class cadres. Why were you so enthusiastic?

Caught off guard, Fu Qianwei stumbled over her words. She confessed that she had organised the reunion as a way to impress her former classmate Feng Bin, who was now successful and wealthy. He listened patiently, his sharp eyes scanning her face for any signs of deception.

As Fu Qianwei spoke, a sudden realisation dawned on Jiang He. He saw a connection between Feng Bins success, He Huijuans financial troubles, and Guo Feng, the wealthy driver who had been linked to He Huijuans murder.

I appreciate it, Jiang He spoke briskly before rushing out the door.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

As Fu Qianwei sat on her sofa, she couldnt help but feel a little shaken by the experience. She had expected the cop to grill her for hours, but he had only asked her one question before leaving. It was a strange feeling, almost like she had been caught in the act without even realising it. Jiang Hes words had revealed a truth that Fu Qianwei had never imagined possible.

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The brightness of the summer morning provided a feeling of vibrancy to the city, and the buzz of faraway traffic appeared to melt away. Yet not everyone could enjoy the beauty of the day.

What does this have to do with us? Hannah asked, looking bewildered.

Jiang He spoke with the utmost seriousness, his gaze piercing through the air. The person who funded the party was you. I learned of this news earlier today. With an 80% probability, I deduce that you hired He Huijuan to seduce her husband, Feng Bin, so that you could marry him and take control of the companys assets. And the man behind you, he gestured at Guo Feng, your driver who can somehow afford luxury watches worth a hundred thousand, isnt it suspicious? I calculate a 60% chance that he might have taken on some extra jobs while driving. Hes what people usually call a little white face.

The summit, now boiling with rage, charged at Jiang He. Who are you calling a little white face? he snarled.

But Jiang He wasnt done yet. When you were at the Public Security Bureau, I saw the cosmetics in your handbag. They were the exact same ones I saw at He Huijuans house. If her computer and peripherals were purchased long ago, then those cosmetics must have been bought recently. With a 60% probability, I assume that you gave those cosmetics to He Huijuan.

Guo Feng towered over Jiang He, muscles bulging, ready to strike. How do you want to die? he growled.

But Jiang He held his ground. Wait just one more minute. He Huijuan was saving money at that time, and I dont think she would buy 6,000 yuans worth of cosmetics on her own. I calculate a 60% probability that you gave her that set. Am I right? he said, staring up at Guo Feng.

Got any proof? Hannah looked at Jianghe with an innocent look.

No, I dont, replied Jiang He. The key people are all dead. This is just the most likely probability based on the current information analysis. But I believe that your personal choice indirectly caused Feng Bin to commit murder, which led to the death of all three members of Li Weiyis family. Did you really do this? he asked Guo Feng.

Hannah remained silent, but Guo Feng stepped forward to punch Jiang He.

But Jiang He wasnt intimidated. I have a 70% probability that you wont hit me, he said calmly.

Guo Feng smirked. Youre wrong, he said, just as the doorbell rang.

Jiang He grabbed his phone. The police have arrived. Theyre here for me, he announced. I have a 90% probability that theyre here to take me away. You have more to worry about than I do, he said to Hannah.

As he opened the door, he turned to Guo Feng. If you still want to hit me, go ahead. But attacking the police could result in severe consequences. So, do you still want to do it?

Guo Feng let go of Jiang Hes collar, and Jiang He left the room, leaving the two behind, staring at each other in silence.

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