Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 93 Lanlan
Upon arriving at the hospital, they first sought out Yin Zhijie's attending physician to learn about his condition.

Yin Zhijie has a terminal illness, liver cancer. It was already in its late stage when it was discovered, and there was no hope of recovery. He is now basically waiting to die in the hospital.

What connection could someone like that have with Sun Hao?
Wei Qingsong couldn't understand it.

Led by the nurse, the group arrived at Yin Zhijie's ward and knocked on the door to enter.

The ward was neatly arranged, and a pale-faced man lay on the bed with his eyes closed, fast asleep.

"That's Yin Zhijie," the nurse said.

There was no one else in the room. The nurse looked around and said, "The family members may be out. Officers, would you like to wait here for a while?"

Lu Jingming nodded slightly: "Okay."

The young nurse secretly glanced at him, her face involuntarily turning crimson. She lowered her eyes shyly and said, "Officers, please have a seat. Let me get you some water."

"No need, you go ahead and do your thing. We'll wait here ourselves." Wei Qingsong made a quick decision, taking a step forward to block the nurse's covetous gaze.

The nurse sounded quite disappointed: "Alright then, officer, if you need anything, you can call me at the nurses' station."

As soon as she turned around, she spotted a woman carrying two tea bottles walking down the corridor.

"Oh, the family is back." Her eyes lit up, and she waved to the middle-aged woman. "Mrs. Yin, the police are looking for you."

Wei Qingsong followed her gaze.

The woman was around forty years old, with a haggard face, but she was dressed neatly and cleanly, and her hair was combed meticulously.

She must be Yin Zhijie's wife, Qin Danping.

Thinking of the spotless ward, Wei Qingsong knew what was going on; she was a very particular and respectable person.

Although she was dressed simply, her hair was smooth and shiny, clearly indicating that she had taken good care of it in the past.

It seems that Qin Danping lived a very comfortable life before Yin Zhijie fell ill.

Unfortunately, cancer is a bottomless pit, draining the bodies of healthy people and also destroying happy families.

Qin Danping paused for a moment after hearing the nurse's words, then quickened her pace and walked over.

She was still carrying a water bottle, so she bowed slightly to the police officers and said, "Excuse me, please wait a moment."

After saying that, she gently placed the kettle on the bedside table, then turned around and left, closing the door softly behind her.

"I'm sorry, he finally fell asleep. We had to talk outside. Please forgive any neglect." Qin Danping's voice was gentle and polite, clearly showing that she was well-educated.

She then asked, "May I ask what brings you officers here to see me?"

"Oh, is that so? We came to the hospital to check on Mr. Yin's condition, but we didn't expect him to be so seriously ill," Wei Qingsong said, carefully choosing his words.

Qin Danping's expression faltered slightly, her eyes filled with confusion: "My husband? May I ask why the police officer is looking for my husband?"

Wei Qingsong explained softly, "Yesterday morning, at Tangzhou Normal University, a graduate student named Sun Hao was murdered. After our investigation, we found that at the end of July, he had remitted 50,000 yuan to Mr. Yin Zhijie. This money was borrowed from outsiders. Our police believe this is an important clue, so we want to follow up."

"A remittance of 50,000?" Qin Danping's expression grew increasingly confused. "I didn't know about this."

"Has Mr. Yin mentioned this to you?" Wei Qingsong pressed.

Qin Danping shook her head and said firmly, "At the end of July, my husband Lao Yin was already in the hospital, and I took care of his daily life. If that were really the case, he wouldn't have kept it from me."

"Besides, I've never heard of this Sun Hao you're talking about. Our family has suffered so many misfortunes, and we have indeed relied on the help of our relatives and friends, but it's not like we need to ask a stranger for money."

Qin Danping's gaze was firm, and she denied the existence of this matter.

Lu Jingming and Wei Qingsong both grasped one of the key pieces of information.

What do you mean by "so many unfortunate things have happened"?

Besides Yin Zhijie's liver cancer, has there been any other unfortunate accident in the Yin family?

He thought for a moment, then looked up and gestured to Chen Jin.

Chen Jin took the transfer slip from his file folder and handed it to Qin Danping: "This is the transfer slip we found. The card number for the transfer is Sun Hao's. Take a look at the receiving card number. Have you seen it before?"

Qin Danping quickly glanced at it, her eyes wide with shock: "This...this is Lanlan's card number."

"Lanlan? May I ask who she is?" Wei Qingsong asked softly.

Qin Danping looked distressed and sighed sadly, "Lanlan is my poor daughter. I don't know what sins our family committed to deserve all these illnesses."

She stopped midway through her sentence and didn't continue the topic. Instead, she said, "This card was opened using Lao Yin's identity information, but the actual user is my daughter, Yin Hailan. At the time, she was a minor and didn't have an ID card. She wanted to shop online herself, so Lao Yin got her this card."

“But my daughter… passed away in mid-July.” At this point, Qin Danping couldn’t hold back her tears.

She quickly took out a tissue, wiped away her tears, turned her head away, and choked out, "I'm sorry, I lost control."

Wei Qingsong concealed her shock, her voice becoming even softer: "Please accept my condolences. May we ask if it is inconvenient for us to inquire why your daughter, in the prime of her youth, would suddenly pass away?"

Before Qin Danping could speak, a young man suddenly rushed out of the elevator, strode forward, and shoved Wei Qingsong hard.

He shielded Qin Danping, his expression wary: "Who are you? What do you want?"

The group was dressed in plain clothes, and the young man was unaware of their identities.

Wei Qingsong was suddenly pushed, lost his balance, and fell backward.

A strong hand caught her around the waist, preventing her from falling to the ground.

Wei Qingsong, supporting himself on Lu Jingming's strong arm, barely managed to stand up when he heard Lu Jingming ask in a chilling tone, "And who are you?"

The young man pursed his lips, remained silent, and stared with a stubborn look in his eyes.

Even with the man before him radiating such imposing power, he showed no intention of backing down or compromising.

Wei Qingsong looked up and sized him up.

He looked to be in his early twenties, wearing a gray shirt, with dark circles under his eyes, but his gaze was restrained and clear.

His skin was a healthy wheat color, and perhaps because he exercised regularly, his muscles were firm, making him look very strong and robust.

Wei Qingsong's gaze narrowed slightly. If it was such a strong man, it wouldn't be difficult for him to subdue Sun Hao.

Qin Danping quickly pulled him back and gently comforted him, "Xiao Nian, don't be impulsive, these are police officers."

"Police?" The young man called "Xiao Nian" was taken aback, his eyes trembling slightly.

Qin Danping gently patted his shoulder, stepped forward, and bowed slightly to Wei Qingsong with an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, I didn't explain it clearly to the child and offended you."

"This is my student, also the neighbor's child, named Jiang Yinian. He's a bit impulsive, so please don't take it personally, officers."

"A student?" Wei Qingsong raised her eyes slightly. "Are you a teacher?"

(End of this chapter)