Soul Patch

Chapter 126 The Identity of the Deceased (4000 words)

Was Huang Weiwei murdered?

Wenjie and Huang Dongheng were both stunned by this guess.

Huang Dongheng was completely flustered. He was panting heavily as he pressed Wenjie for details of what he had seen.

Wenjie wasn't much better; he was still obsessed with Huang Weiwei's house—Ye Wenqian's house, Ye Wenqian's corpse—Huang Weiwei's corpse.

This...this is too weird!

After correcting Jia Nan's life trajectory, Wen Jie found that the living room furnishings felt unfamiliar after he exited the system. Although he could have easily escaped, he couldn't resist his curiosity and wanted to see who was living there now.

As a result, they discovered Wang Ju's affair with his lover, Ye Wenqian.

Wenjie racked his brains trying to figure out why the house had changed hands, but now he was suddenly told that the body lying in the room might be Huang Weiwei... Whose heart could be so strong?

Today I saw Huang Weiwei cry all night because of Huang Dongheng's death, and the next day I saw Huang Dongheng become hysterical and lose his mind because his sister might have been killed.

Wenjie patted his chest and broke free from Huang Dongheng's grip on his collar.

"Calm down, maybe I didn't see it clearly?" Wenjie regretted saying that rashly, which made Huang Dongheng so agitated.

Huang Dongheng angrily flung his hand away, took out his phone, and started dialing.

Watching him pace around the room in circles, Wenjie rested his elbows on the desk and closed his eyes to relax.

Is it even possible for a person to get a good night's sleep these days?

Wenjie hadn't slept for over thirty hours since last night. Now that things had calmed down, the warm afternoon sunlight made him feel comfortable all over. His head grew heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep on the table without realizing it.

I vaguely heard Huang Dongheng talking on the phone.

"Hello, is this ***? Yes, I'm Huang Weiwei's brother, Huang Dongheng... What? You don't recognize me? It's okay if you don't recognize me. I'm asking if my sister was with you last night?"

What...you broke up two days ago? It doesn't matter whether you broke up or not, were you together last night? Ah...no.

"Oh, you want to wait until she finds a job before making up with her? Okay, okay, I'll tell her when I see my sister."

"Hey, was Huang Weiwei at your house last night? You haven't seen her for a month."

You two were dating just two weeks ago, weren't you? Oh... she cheated on me. Who did she cheat on me with? Was it that girl named ***?

No, who is it? Do you have his phone number? Get lost...you're the one who's sick!

"Hey, Yang Shanshan, did Huang Weiwei come to your house yesterday? Oh... no, it wasn't convenient for you, right?" Huang Dongheng put down the phone blankly and glanced at Wenjie, who was asleep on the table.

For a moment, I felt a mix of emotions.

He simply couldn't see how Wenjie could possibly be a good match for Yang Shanshan.

Sometimes, the order in which people appear in a story can really be important. If he had met Yang Shanshan first, his child would probably be calling him "Dad" by now.

He sighed and continued making phone calls.

The more he called, the more frustrated and angry he became. He'd told Huang Weiwei countless times: she had to let him know which guy she was dating. But this phone call revealed that he still didn't know who Huang Weiwei was currently dating.

Ask one person and they're your ex; ask another and they're your long-time ex.

This girl is so fickle; she changes boyfriends faster than people change clothes.

This is nothing like him; he is still very devoted and loyal in love.

After contacting everyone he could, Huang Dongheng recommended Wen Jie.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Wenjie was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly shaken awake, which annoyed him.

He rolled his eyes at Huang Dongheng and muttered, "I didn't sleep a wink last night, let me get some sleep!"

"I can't get in touch with Huang Weiwei..." Huang Dongheng ignored Wenjie's words. He loosened his collar, and just as he sat down in the chair, he suddenly seemed to remember something, jumped up, and ran out.

He rushed in right after, carrying a pink Apple laptop.

I set up my notebook and began to study intently.

Seeing Huang Dongheng's distracted state, Wenjie became a little worried for Huang Weiwei. After a moment of thought, he asked, "Has Huang Weiwei mentioned Jia Nan to you?"

"Who? What did you just say about Jia something?" Huang Dongheng stared intently at the computer screen, answering casually.

"Jia Nan!"

“No, I’ve never heard of this… Jia Nan? Isn’t there a race car driver named Jia Nan?” Huang Dongheng’s fingers were busy on the notebook. He paused for a moment, then immediately got back to work.

"A race car driver?" Upon hearing this, Wenjie took out his phone, quickly typed "Jia Nan" into the browser, and clicked search.

Sure enough, a bunch of information about professional rally racing popped up.

He clicked on a rally race report and looked at the big boy holding the trophy with a bright, sunny smile. A strange feeling welled up inside him.

After her life trajectory was corrected, did Jia Nan give up on avenging her brother?

Is it really?

Is this the real Jia Nan shown on camera?

Putting that aside for now, it seems that Huang Weiwei and Jia Nan do not know each other.

At least, Huang Dongheng was unaware that Jia Nan and Huang Weiwei had any connection.

Huang Dongheng studied the laptop for a while, but didn't seem to find any valuable clues. He checked the time, turned to Wenjie and said, "It's been more than 24 hours. Let's go to the police station to report it!"

Wenjie was taken aback when he heard this. We still have to go to the police station?

How many times do I have to go to the police station?!

Oh well, after all, she's Yang Shanshan's best friend, and Yang Shanshan certainly wouldn't want anything to happen to Huang Weiwei.

"Oh," Wenjie responded, and then followed Huang Dongheng out of the house.

Upon arriving at the police station, there was only one officer on duty in the lobby. After hearing Huang Dongheng's description, his expression changed. He told the two of them to sit on the chairs over there and wait a moment.

The officers on duty walked through the police station, turned to the door of the small conference room, knocked, and entered.

Inside the conference room, Captain Cao, Ah Xiang, and several other officers from the Criminal Investigation Team were holding a case analysis meeting. The officers on duty gave a brief description of the missing woman's situation.

Captain Cao and A Xiang exchanged a glance. Captain Cao then gave A Xiang a meaningful look, and A Xiang nodded in understanding.

He followed the officers out of the conference room and saw two people waiting in the police station. His eyes lit up for a moment.

He saw Wenjie.

Wenjie, a major suspect in the case, had just been brought back to the station and was about to be taken into custody after giving a statement when he was released on bail by the renowned and beautiful lawyer leading the team.

Unexpectedly, this young man named Wenjie has come to our door again, and... he's even with a guy who reported someone missing.

Regarding the murdered woman in Ye Wenqian's home, DNA comparison of the body is currently underway. Until the identity of that body is determined, any of the recently missing women in the city could be the victim.

Ah Xiang looked at the two men in front of him with great interest. One of them had a missing sister who might have been murdered, and the other was a prime suspect in a major crime... How did these two end up together?

"Hehe, Wenjie, we meet again so soon?" Axiang smiled, "Regarding the murder that happened at Ye Wenqian's house this morning, did you recall anything?"

"No, how come the police found the real culprit?" Wenjie smiled faintly.

Looking at Wenjie's grinning face, Huang Dongheng was furious and glared at him fiercely.

He thought to himself: "I don't understand this loser's thought process. He's almost the prime suspect, and he's here to report a missing person. Both things are serious enough, how can he still laugh?"

However, Huang Dongheng understood the importance and urgency of the matter. He stepped forward and said to Officer A Xiang:

"Hello, officer. I am Huang Weiwei's brother, Huang Dongheng."

I am the head of Dongheng Law Firm. My sister has been out of contact since last night and I can't reach her now.

I've called everyone she knows and asked everywhere she might be, but I still can't find her... I'm worried something might have happened to her, so I'd like to ask the police for help in finding her.

"Has it been more than 24 hours?" Ah Xiang asked calmly after hearing this.

“It’s been 24 hours, we can report her missing now.” Huang Dongheng was breathing rapidly, trying to keep his tone calm, but you could still see from his anxious eyes how worried he was about his missing sister.

"Did you fill out the form? Has your sister been acting strangely lately? Has she gone missing, lost her job, or offended anyone?" Ah Xiang asked routinely.

Huang Dongheng handed the completed form to Officer A Xiang and answered all of A Xiang's questions.

"Does your sister have any distinctive physical features? Something that makes her easy to identify?" Ah Xiang glanced at the registration form, his gaze lingering on the missing person's height, weight, and other basic information.

He secretly compared her to the murdered woman he found at Ye Wenqian's house this morning.

Her height and weight seem to be within the acceptable range, but these are just basic measurements. There are plenty of girls of average height and build on the street, so it doesn't necessarily mean anything.

Unexpectedly, Huang Dongheng's face twitched noticeably upon hearing the question, and Ah Xiang's gaze shifted back and forth between the person who made the report and Wen Jie.

“My sister… has a circular burn mark on her right wrist, similar to a cigarette burn,” Huang Dongheng said hesitantly.

It was surprisingly difficult for him to say those words.

"Hmm?" Ah Xiang raised an eyebrow, didn't speak, his face darkened, and said, "You all sit here and wait a moment."

After leaving those words, Ah Xiang turned and quickly walked back to the conference room.

In the conference room, Officer Cao and his colleagues were still discussing the case and reporting on the progress of the investigation that day.

After Ah Xiang came in, he went up to Captain Cao and whispered a few words to him.

An incredulous look appeared on Officer Cao's face. After a moment's thought, he frowned and asked, "Wenjie came with you to report the missing person case?"

Ah Xiang nodded, also looking puzzled.

"Should we identify the body?" Ah Xiang looked up at Officer Cao.

The image of the corpse's face, mangled and bloodied from being smashed by the chandelier, involuntarily surfaced in their minds.

Officer Cao hesitated and shook his head: "How's the 3D reconstruction going? If it's done, take the technical team to identify it first."

When Ah Xiang returned, he had several portrait cards in his hand. He said in a deep voice, "Because the victim's face was severely traumatized and his appearance could not be identified, this is a portrait image restored using technical means. Mr. Huang... please identify it first."

He handed the photo card to Huang Dongheng.

When Huang Dongheng, a grown man, heard that the victim had suffered severe facial injuries, he almost collapsed to the ground. Fortunately, Wenjie helped him up in time.

Wenjie was also shocked. He understood Huang Dongheng's feelings. Even as someone with no blood relation to him, he felt a pang of pain in his heart upon hearing these words, let alone Huang Dongheng, his older brother.

"No, your sister is so cute, how could anyone bear to harm her? Brother Huang, don't scare yourself," Wenjie comforted him softly.

Ah Xiang glanced at Wen Jie strangely, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: It's really rare to see the prime suspect comforting the victim's family like this.

Huang Dongheng trembled as he took the portrait cards, closing his eyes and not daring to look at them; his eyes unconsciously reddened.

Wenjie didn't want to force him to look, so he leaned over and glanced at the portrait card.

I was immediately stunned; she really did look a bit like Huang Weiwei.

"Um... um... Officer Gao, this portrait..."

Seeing Wenjie stammering and unable to speak clearly, Huang Dongheng's heart sank, and he looked at the card in his hand with teary eyes.

"No...no, you must have drawn it wrong!" Huang Dongheng threw the several portrait cards that resembled Huang Weiwei like a madman, smashing the table and kicking the chairs...and the police station was filled with a chaotic clatter.

"Brother! Calm down! We haven't identified the body yet, we haven't verified the DNA yet, it just looks a bit like him!" Wenjie hugged Huang Dongheng and yelled at him.

He had to yell; Huang Dongheng just kept smashing things and wouldn't stop him from talking.

After that shout, Huang Dongheng finally calmed down and staggered to his feet in the chair he had just smashed in the police station.

He sat blankly in the chair for a long while.

He stood up, expressionless, and walked to Ah Xiang's side, saying sternly, "Officer, take me to identify the body."

The voice was colder than I could have imagined.

Ah Xiang couldn't help but glance at Huang Dongheng a couple more times, then looked at Wenjie inquiringly, as if to say: Are you sure?

Given his current mental state, can he withstand any further blows?

Wenjie looked at Huang Dongheng with a troubled expression, then at Officer Gao, and finally shook his head.

Isn't this too cruel? If it really is Huang Weiwei, Huang Dongheng shouldn't be allowed to see a Huang Weiwei who is completely disfigured.

The system can't correct the life trajectory of a target individual, so there are always ways to prevent this murder from happening.

If that's the case, why subject Huang Dongheng to such a blow?

He simply wanted to find out the victim's identity so that he could identify the target of this mission and find a way to correct the target's life trajectory based on the target's social relationships.

Wenjie tentatively suggested, "Let's do a DNA test, that's the most accurate. If the victim looks like Huang Weiwei and is disfigured, it's very difficult to tell them apart, right, Officer Gao?"

As Wenjie spoke, he gave Axiang a look. Axiang understood, nodded subtly, and said:

"Yes, let's do a DNA comparison. Ye Wenqian's family also did a DNA comparison, and this method is the most reliable."

A flicker of emotion crossed Huang Dongheng's empty eyes. Under the gaze of the two men, he nodded, which was taken as tacit consent.

(End of this chapter)