Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 97 Archives
Wei Qingsong comforted the emotionally agitated Qin Danping, and after she calmed down, he said, "I'm very sorry to have brought up your painful memories."

Qin Danping gently shook her head: "Sometimes I think, isn't death a kind of relief?"

"The degree of pain from ankylosing spondylitis varies from person to person. I don't know why, but Lanlan always experiences severe pain."

“She’s been afraid of pain since she was little. Many times, she hugged me and said, ‘Mom, it hurts, it hurts so much I want to die,’ but I was powerless to help. If I could, I would take her pain away from her. She doesn’t have to suffer anymore, but she’s still so young…”

If you are healthy, who wouldn't want to live a long life?

Only those who have experienced the torment of illness can truly empathize with the desire to end it all.

Wei Qingsong had experienced it herself. Although the torment she suffered did not come from illness, it was not much different, so she could understand.

After saying goodbye to them, Wei Qingsong and Lu Jingming left the ward.

"Was that Chen Jin who called just now? Did he find out something?" Wei Qingsong pressed the elevator button and turned to ask.

“At 5 a.m. on the day Sun Hao died, the surveillance cameras at the west gate of Tangshi University captured Jiang Yinian,” Lu Jingming answered quickly. “He also found out that Jiang Yinian was not a student at Tangshi University, so it was very suspicious that he appeared alone at the west gate of Tangshi University at that time.”

As they were talking, the elevator stopped on this floor, and the doors slowly opened.

It's not the busiest time of day at the hospital right now, so there aren't many passengers in the elevator.

Wei Qingsong and Lu Jingming stepped into the elevator one after the other, only to find that there was an acquaintance in the elevator.

She was preoccupied with the entanglement between Jiang Yinian, Sun Hao, and Yin Hailan, and did not notice the faces of the passengers in the elevator until the refreshing scent of bergamot wafted into her nose, at which point she subconsciously turned her gaze to the corner.

Ye Chen, wearing a white coat, smiled as gently as ever: "What a coincidence, Consultant Wei, Captain Lu, we meet again."

Wei Qingsong's face remained expressionless as she nodded calmly, "Indeed, it's a coincidence."

She almost forgot that Ye Chen was also a doctor at the city's central hospital.

It’s really a narrow road between enemies.

But at this moment, she couldn't blame Ye Chen for being persistent, because this time she had taken the initiative to come to his door.

She had texted Alice to investigate Ye Chen's background, but received no reply. When she saw her downstairs last time, she hadn't even remembered this.

Having had several brief encounters with Ye Chen, Wei Qingsong could sense that Ye Chen seemed to be deliberately getting close to her.

If he were just an ordinary person, he would never know about Nanxun Street. Therefore, Ye Chen's background must be extraordinary.

Until she received accurate information from Interpol, she had to be wary of Ye Chen.

Wei Qingsong at least gave a perfunctory response, while Lu Jingming kept his eyes straight ahead and only gave a faint "hmm".

The two men weren't very friendly, but Ye Chen seemed oblivious, smiling as he asked, "Are you two here to investigate a case?"

Wei Qingsong smiled faintly: "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with Dr. Ye, does it?"

"Advisor Wei is right. I was just asking casually. Please don't mind." Ye Chen still had a perfectly appropriate smile on his face, not embarrassed by his awkward situation.

"Of course I don't mind, but I'd also like to casually remind Dr. Ye that curiosity can kill the cat." Wei Qingsong's eyebrows curved slightly, her face smiling, but her eyes held a warning coldness.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow and nodded slightly: "Advisor Wei is right, I'll remember it."

"Ding—" The elevator stopped on the third floor.

"I've arrived." Ye Chen brushed past her, turned back and smiled meaningfully, "Goodbye, Consultant Wei."

The elevator doors slowly closed, and Wei Qingsong indifferently withdrew his gaze.

Saying goodbye to him is not a good thing.

Lu Jingming's eyes flickered slightly, a dark glint flashing in them.

He had previously tried to find files about Nanxun Street, but apart from Director Wang's ambiguous remarks, he had no other clues.

The only breakthrough seems to be Ye Chen.

He asked someone to investigate Ye Chen and was surprised to find that his file was quite concise.

Two years ago, Ye Chen returned from studying abroad and has been working at the city's central hospital ever since.

The information about his studies and internships abroad is recorded in great detail.

However, there is no record of him before he went abroad in the archives.

This made him subconsciously think of Wei Qingsong.

On the day Wei Qingsong returned to China, he carefully reviewed Wei Qingsong's resume. Similar to Ye Chen's, it seemed that someone had deliberately erased Wei Qingsong's past.

The ability to obscure a person's life story suggests that things are more complicated than they imagine.

What exactly happened on Nanxun Street that made Director Wang keep quiet?
If there is no record in the municipal bureau's files, where should he look for it?
Back at the municipal bureau, Chen Jin immediately put the surveillance footage of Jiang Yinian on the big screen.

In addition, there are several other videos.

The surveillance footage of Jiang Yinian was taken at different times and locations.

These videos at least prove that, before and on the day of the incident, Jiang Yinian, an outsider, frequently frequented Tangshi University.

This time, Jiang Yinian was brought back as a suspect.

"Explain why you were at Tangshi University at 5 a.m. on the day of the incident?" Lu Jingming placed the photos captured from the surveillance footage on the table, his sharp eyes coldly fixed on him.

Jiang Yinian glanced down at it, pursed her lips, and said, "Is it illegal for me to just pass by?"

"Passing by? At five in the morning, what were you passing by on the west side of Tangshi University?" Wei Qingsong scoffed, questioning his lame excuse.

Jiang Yinian paused for a moment, then looked away: "Who said we can't pass by the west gate of Tangshi University at five in the morning?"

"It seems you're determined to put up a stubborn resistance to the end." Wei Qingsong smirked, his eyes narrowing slightly. "First, your address isn't in the university town; it's quite far from Tang Normal University. Even if you get up early for a walk, there's no reason for you to walk to Tang Normal University at five in the morning."

"Secondly, surveillance footage repeatedly captured you loitering on campus. As someone from another university, what was your intention in frequently appearing at Tangshi University before Sun Hao was killed?"

"Third, you personally admitted that you knew the deceased, Sun Hao, and that you were high school classmates. Sun Hao's phone is now in the hands of our technical investigation personnel as evidence. Do you think that if we check his chat history, we might find something interesting?"

Jiang Yinian gritted her teeth: "I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't break the law by taking a walk. Tangshi University is open to the public, and anyone can come. Why can't I?"

"Also, Sun Hao and I are indeed high school classmates. We chat occasionally, which is normal social interaction."

"Is that so?" Wei Qingsong chuckled softly, toying with the ballpoint pen in his hand. "It seems you had anticipated this, so you didn't say anything too extreme to him, only stating the news of Yin Hailan's death, is that right?"

Jiang Yinian's face darkened: "This has nothing to do with Lanlan."

“Of course.” Wei Qingsong raised an eyebrow. “After all, Yin Hailan is dead. Whether someone mourns her and repents or someone kills to vent their anger for her, it has nothing to do with her anymore.”

Good night~
I'll probably update tomorrow around noon; it's too hard to catch a cold.

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