Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 59 Medicine Bottle
Seeing this, Wei Qingsong felt a headache coming on and quickly said to stop her, "Afu, just say less."

As she spoke, she gestured with her eyes for Lu Jingming to go back to work.

Lu Jingming didn't say much and obediently returned to his desk.

For some reason, Shen Fu and Lu Jingming have never gotten along, and it has been like this for a long time. She had to go to great lengths to barely change Shen Fu's opinion of Lu Jingming.

Now look what's happened, we've gone back to square one.

"I've only said a few words, and you're already feeling sorry for her?" Shen Fu glared at her with exasperation, then helplessly gave up.

Wei Qingsong feigned innocence: "No, I was just worried that you would get tired."

Shen Fu naturally didn't believe it. She pouted and followed Wei Qingsong to sit down on the bench. Then she took out a medicine bottle from her small lambskin bag: "I almost forgot, I'm waiting for you here not to argue with Lu Jingming, but for important business."

Wei Qingsong was both amused and exasperated: "So you have something important to say after all?"

"Nonsense, what I do isn't important." Shen Fu said matter-of-factly, handing the medicine bottle to Wei Qingsong. "Here, this is from Wen Ye. He said Wen Cheng has been taking this medicine recently and wanted to ask you if Wen Cheng has any mental illness?"

“Lorazepam?” Wei Qingsong glanced down at the pills, his brows furrowing slightly. “It’s a common anti-anxiety medication with sedative and hypnotic effects. Wencheng… he has anxiety disorder?”

"I don't know. It was that idiot Wen Ye who begged me to ask. He didn't tell me the specifics. He asked me to ask you if this situation could be considered a mental illness, and whether it could help Wen Cheng get a reduced sentence." Shen Fu shrugged indifferently.

"Wencheng's crimes were targeted and premeditated. He was able to deal with the traces clearly afterward and was able to recognize the consequences of his crimes. This shows that he was of sound mind, had no impairment in his ability to recognize and control his actions, and did not have any mental illness."

After pondering and analyzing the situation, Wei Qingsong said, "Lorazepam is usually used for anxiety caused by anxiety disorders or depression. Taking this drug only indicates that he has psychological symptoms, and it is impossible for him to get a reduced sentence."

However, she was somewhat surprised that Wen Cheng had murdered Wen Yu, yet the Wen family still wanted to reduce his sentence and exonerate him.

Sometimes, it's really impossible to simply define a person's inner thoughts.

She originally thought that Wen Ye and Wen Chenghua were both cold-blooded animals, and that since Wen Yu was dead, they should have wanted Wen Chenghua dead immediately.

"Alright, then I'll go back and tell Wenye." Shen Fu didn't seem to care about the outcome.

Wei Qingsong thought for a moment and then asked, "Wen Ye and Chairman Wen should know more about Wen Cheng's situation, so why are you asking him?"

"Don't even mention it. Chairman Wen was really shaken by this and ended up in the hospital." Shen Fu spread her hands helplessly, then smiled gloatingly as she mentioned Wen Ye. "As for Wen Ye, he just went looking for trouble. He was racing with a bunch of idiots in the middle of the night and got into a car accident. Now he can barely get out of bed. He's lucky he survived."

This does indeed seem like something Wen Ye would do.

Wei Qingsong couldn't help but chuckle and casually teased, "He is indeed quite unlucky, but the one who hit Young Master Wen's car should be even more unlucky."

Given Wen Ye's arrogant and domineering personality, he would probably make the perpetrator pay until he is bankrupt.

Shen Fu shook her head and laughed carefree: "You're overthinking it. Tianmen Bridge has been abandoned for so long, there are no surveillance cameras anymore. The car that caused the accident ran away after the crash, and we haven't found a trace of it yet. Wen Ye is furious."

"Tianmen Bridge?" Upon hearing this familiar name, Wei Qingsong was slightly taken aback. She frowned and asked, "Wasn't that area abandoned after the new interchange was built? Why are there still cars going there?"

It was precisely because the area had been abandoned for so long that the Tianmen Bridge was chosen as the dumping site for the headless female corpse case.

It's one thing for the eccentric second-generation rich kids to race cars over there, but to save time, very few cars actually use the Tianmen Bridge.

"Who knows? Maybe it's just nostalgia." Shen Fu was clearly not interested in the matter.

Wei Qingsong pondered, "Could it be that Wen Ye offended someone, and someone is deliberately trying to frame him?"

“He’s so flamboyant, he’s probably offended a lot of people.” Shen Fu raised an eyebrow dismissively. “Who cares? He’s not going to die anytime soon. Let him learn a lesson.”

It's clear that Shen Fu doesn't care whether Wen Ye lives or dies.

“That’s true, it’s none of our business.” Wei Qingsong didn’t ask any more questions.

Now that Wen Yu is dead and Wen Cheng is about to face trial, Jihai Group will likely be handed over to Wen Ye in the future.

If this traffic accident can help Wen Ye to restrain his temper, it might be a good thing.

"I've asked everything I needed to ask. You go ahead and get busy. There's a party tonight, and I need to get my hair done. Once you're done, remember to call me, and we'll go for afternoon tea on Old Third Street." Shen Fu gave her a very enthusiastic wink.

Wei Qingsong was already used to her flamboyance, and smiled lightly, "Okay."

Shen Fu walked away briskly, her high heels clicking on the ground.

Only after her slender figure disappeared from sight did Wei Qingsong turn her gaze to the medicine bottle in her hand.

Wencheng has anxiety disorder? She didn't even notice.

Whether during his arrest or during his trial, Wen Cheng's behavior was nothing like that of someone suffering from anxiety disorder.

Without time to think, Director Wang strode in and immediately saw Wei Qingsong standing in the center of the hall.

He paused for a moment, then walked straight over and said loudly, "Perfect timing, Songsong, you're here too."

After saying that, he shouted loudly in Lu Jingming's direction, "Jingming, come here for a moment."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jingming calmly walked to Wei Qingsong's side and stood still.

The two stood side by side, saying nothing, yet they appeared remarkably harmonious.

Director Wang paused for a moment, then cleared his throat and said to Lu Jingming, "The case from the Quyang branch that you told me about a couple of days ago, they've already sent someone to submit an application. I've seen it; all four murders occurred in Quyang. You'll have to personally lead a team to Quyang to guide the investigation."

"This serial rape and murder case has had a very negative social impact. Online opinions have begun to spread, and various conspiracy theories are emerging one after another. Therefore, it is imperative to apprehend the murderer."

Director Wang is usually a kind and easy-going person who always cultivates his character and gives people the illusion that he can remain calm and composed even when things are at their worst.

This shocking series of rapes and murders shattered Director Wang's usual composure; his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly, and a look of deep sorrow filled his eyes.

"There's no time to lose. You and Songsong should set off this afternoon, taking a few quick-witted people with you, and go to Quyang with the comrades from the branch office. I've already informed Director Zheng in Quyang, and everyone in the branch office will be at your command."

"Understood," Lu Jingming and Wei Qingsong replied in unison.

"Alright, I won't say anything more. Jingming, I believe in your abilities. Before things escalate further, we need to hurry up and arrest the culprit who created the panic."

(End of this chapter)