Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 111 The Army of Justice 13
The illegal jade business is very lucrative. If Jin Xiangyuan is really doing this, then why is he working so hard to run a steamed bun shop?
Getting up at 2 a.m. every day is not something everyone can stick to.

Was his steamed bun shop really just a steamed bun shop? That night, he suppressed his grief and delivered goods so far and so late, was he really just delivering steamed buns?

Tan Jia contacted Lin Zhiyue by phone, preparing to leave the police station to meet him.

Passing by the interrogation room next door, you can see Jin Xiangyuan sitting anxiously through the glass.

The grief from the tragic death of his family members lingered on his face for only two or three days before being replaced by another emotion of anxiety—how ironic.

Zheng Yan said in a low voice, "You can tell there's something wrong just by looking at him. Where is Qu He? She's a suspect too, locked up in another room waiting."

Just as Xiao Chen nodded and was about to take action, the people who went to Zhao Qingxiang's house to search for the safety amulets returned, bringing back a fake that was almost identical in shape, size, and color.

Holding it in my hand and touching it, I realized it was indeed inferior to the genuine article.

Zheng Yan clicked his tongue: "It seems we'll have to find an old hand who frequently handles jade smuggling cases to help us. We don't even know the valuation of these things."

Tan Jia nodded, about to say something, when her phone vibrated; a message from Lin Zhiyue had arrived.

She waved her phone and said, "I'm going out for a bit."

Lin Zhiyue arranged to meet her half a block away from the police station, right in her car.

The spacious back seating area, comfortable air conditioning, stable drink counter, and sliced ​​watermelon are no different from a bar booth; you feel comfortable as soon as you sit down.

Tan Jia originally intended to ask about the important matter at hand, but couldn't resist eating two slices of watermelon.

"Thank you for your hard work, auntie. The melon is so sweet."

Lin Zhiyue looked at her and said, "I cut it."

"?" She held up the half-eaten watermelon and looked at it. "You have time to cut watermelon? I thought you were drawing all the time."

"I can paint a maximum of two paintings a day. I'm free at other times."

"Oh—don't worry, you handled it well this time, I'll come to you again next time. When Auntie was discussing the steamed bun collaboration with Jin Xiangyuan, did she encounter any problems?"

Lin Zhiyue finally stopped staring at her and placed a recording player and a painting in front of her.

"He was very impatient. He didn't want to deal with someone who could bring in big business, and he gave a perfunctory rejection, saying that he just wanted to maintain the status quo and that the steamed bun shop's production capacity could not be increased any further."

Tan Jia picked up the painting, which depicted an impatient Jin Xiangyuan with a very expressive face, even showing a hint of seriousness.

"You're a true drawing genius," she casually complimented.

Before Lin Zhiyue could react, she quickly changed the subject: "The biggest partner a steamed bun shop can find is a school, right? One could be better than all the other partners he takes on, but he's unwilling to take them. Do you think he really just wants to maintain the status quo and only deliver to the existing partners, or is he not even in the steamed bun business at all?"

Lin Zhiyue carefully considered her question.

But her mind worked faster than anyone else's, and without expecting any answer from others, she said to herself, "Perhaps it's both. His business with the breakfast shop and hotel probably isn't just about selling steamed buns; he's probably doing other things too. Whether he's delivering steamed buns or something else, who knows? But when I saw him delivering goods that night, it was probably news that the criminal investigation team had taken over the case of a family member's murder. It seems we need to investigate the shops that he's working with carefully."

He munched on a few pieces of watermelon and was about to open the car door to get out.

The entire meeting lasted no more than three minutes; he was talking to himself and didn't use his voice at all. Lin Zhiyue didn't have time to say anything before the meeting was over.

His face darkened, his lips pressed tightly together, as he watched her get out of the car.

Then, unexpectedly, she turned around and surprised him. Tan Jia leaned back into the car and hooked her finger under his chin: "Oh dear, I almost forgot to thank you, Officer Dingding Cat. I'll do my best to get you some benefits."

Then I took the remaining half box of watermelon, winked, and left completely.

A few minutes later, the bodyguard who was also acting as the driver got back into the car and asked Lin Zhiyue, "Are we leaving now?"

Considering that this young master was not a talkative person, the bodyguard kept a close eye on his reaction, trying to guess whether he would shake his head or nod.

Unexpectedly, the first things I noticed were his red ears and neck, as well as his collarbone, and the edge of his white T-shirt collar was a patch of pink.

"Is this...an allergic reaction?"

Lin Zhiyue lowered his head and muttered a place name: "Go check if there's a problem with the hotel that the steamed bun shop partners with."

……

The police are also investigating stores that have business dealings with Jin Baozi Shop, but they are keeping it from Jin Xiangyuan and Qu He.

They are still sitting anxiously in the interrogation room, unaware of what is happening outside.

Zheng Yan watched them from outside the door, taking a break to eat a slice of watermelon, and asked Tan Jia, "Who do you think is the mastermind behind this? Or rather, who is the mastermind?"

Tan Jia guessed: "Jin Xiangyuan. The steamed bun shop should be the base. Only he is guarding it. Didn't the other two employees say that they would leave early at night, and only Jin Xiangyuan would slowly finish up and deliver the goods? Who knows if he was making steamed buns or doing something else during that time?"

“That makes sense. But he might not be the one who switched the jewelry. He’s been going back and forth between the steamed bun shop and home lately, not trying to attract our attention.”

"Yes, if I were him, I would keep myself completely unrelated to the case before and after it happened. Even if I wanted to leave clues to guide the police to find Zhao Qingxiang, I wouldn't do it myself. It's too easy to capsize."

Zheng Yan glanced at her twice, then took another bite of watermelon: "From now on, walk the straight path and don't commit crimes."

"We'll see. The watermelon you're eating was stolen by me through a crime." She gave a strange laugh.

Zheng Yan: "..."

About ten minutes later, Xiao Chen sent back the surveillance video of Zhao Qingxiang's old house that he had retrieved, but the conclusion was different from what they had guessed.

“From 2 a.m. on the day of the incident until we took out the bag of jewelry, we did not see Jin Xiangyuan or Qu He in the surveillance footage.”

"To prevent them from going in disguise, I also checked their whereabouts over the past two days. Apart from staying at the steamed bun shop and delivering goods, Jin Xiangyuan did not go anywhere else, and he did not go to Jiefang South Road when delivering goods."

"Qu He was indeed on vacation outside the province and only returned this morning. Her train ticket was for 9:30, and she arrived at the station at 9:50. She probably didn't have time to pretend to go to Jiefang South Road to exchange things. After she left the police station, our people followed her and saw her first go to the steamed bun shop to argue with Jin Xiangyuan, and then she shook off her husband and went to find Zhao Qingxiang on her own. She didn't go to that old neighborhood."

Zheng Yan squinted: "So there are still people helping them. They're a gang."

who can that be?

Zheng Yan took out Jin Xiangyuan and Qu He's social relationship chart and compared them one by one. Xiao Chen also asked the community administrator to identify the people in the video. Finally, they found an unexpected person.

Tan Jia carefully examined the person's photo and his relationship with the people involved in the case, and exclaimed "Wow!"

Yang Shun, Qu He's second husband.

How interesting. She's scheming against her lover with two ex-husbands involved. Now it's really hard to say who the mastermind is.

(End of this chapter)