You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 115 She Can't Go On Living! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
At noon, at the restaurant.

As soon as Yang Jinwen returned to the North Branch Bureau, he didn't even bother to eat and went straight to the convenience store next door.

He sat on a plastic stool and called his father, who lived far away in Shenzhen.

The last time the father and son spoke was more than a month ago. Yang Jinwen heard that he and Jiang Hong had rented an office desk in an office building in Futian District, Shenzhen, and wondered what they were up to.

The call was busy for half an hour before it was finally connected.

"Hello, this is Chuanjiang Industrial Development Co., Ltd., I'm Manager Jiang Dawei, who are you looking for?"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, and especially since the other party had even changed their name, Yang Jinwen's heart leaped into his throat.

"Uncle Jiang, it's me."

"You? Who are you?"

"Yang Jinwen!"

“Nephew, it’s you! What made you think of calling us?” Jiang Hong said excitedly on the phone.

"Where's my dad?"

“Your dad is talking to a client.” After saying that, Jiang Hong added, “Wait a minute, he’s coming.”

Amidst a burst of static and the sound of people talking, Yang Dachuan's dashing and unrestrained voice rang out.

"Hello, this is the chairman of Chuanjiang Industrial Co., Ltd..."

"Dad, it's me!"

"Jinwen, haha..."

After a burst of laughter, Yang Dachuan lowered his voice and said, "Let me tell you, your Uncle Jiang and I made a fortune. Like you mentioned last time, we found a way to resell TVs to our inland areas. We transported a truckload of TVs to Sichuan Province and made a killing."

Yang Jinwen's heart jumped to his throat, and he asked, "Where did you get the money?"

"Don't worry about that."

"No, are you and Uncle Jiang involved in a scam?"

"Don't worry, there's nothing illegal or criminal. Let me tell you, your dad's luck has turned around. Before long, once I've made a fortune, I'll come back and save our Annam Steel Plant."

Look, Comrade Yang Dachuan has not forgotten his original aspiration to this day.

Yang Jinwen was not so optimistic and reminded him, "You'd better be careful. It's not like home outside. Shenzhen is a mixed bag."

You think you're so great? There are plenty of people more arrogant and ruthless than you. No matter how you made your money, you can get into trouble anytime soon. Dad, you need to be careful.

"Jinwen, I know your dad. Besides, I'm not the only one here."

Several of my former comrades and classmates are in Shenzhen. We're all from the same hometown, and we're in the same boat..."

Yang Jinwen bluntly said, "Are you stupid? You have to be wary of them!"

"Uh……"

Yang Dachuan was clearly unhappy with his son's words, so he changed the subject: "How's things at home?"

"Home? Aren't I all alone at home?"

Yang Dachuan lowered his voice again, as if afraid that others would hear: "I'm asking about Uncle Jiang's home."

Yang Jinwen was startled and said fearfully, "Why are you asking this? You don't even know about Uncle Jiang's wife..."

"Fuck off!"

Yang Dachuan scolded, "Your Uncle Jiang is talking to someone right now. He told you to tell him to go to his house when you have time and take care of his wife, children, and elderly parents, understand?"

"Okay," Yang Jinwen replied. Seeing his father greeting someone in broken Cantonese on the other end of the phone, he quickly asked, "There's one more thing I need to ask you."

"you say?"

"What's going on between you and Secretary Zhang from our city?"

"Which Secretary Zhang?"

"Zhang Chunxia!"

"Her? Why did you suddenly ask about this woman..."

“Yang Dachuan, let me remind you, things are different now. Who is she now? What is her social status? You’d better think carefully before you speak.”

"Well... that's a long story. What? Is she trying to get you?"

Yang Jinwen retorted, "Phone calls are expensive, so hurry up and tell me, have you offended her?"

"No, but I offended her daughter."

"Huh?" Yang Jinwen looked completely bewildered.

"You forgot, you used to go to her house for dinner. Zhang Chunxia has a daughter who is several years older than you. She didn't approve of my relationship with Zhang Chunxia and even forced her mother to jump off a building. So, we had no choice but to break up."

Otherwise, Zhang Chunxia would be your stepmother now.

Holy crap! If that's really the case, then we'd be flying high!

However, Yang Jinwen was also glad that the matter did not come to fruition.

If Yang Dachuan marries into the family, he will be all alone.

"Also, if you ever deal with the procuratorate in the future, be careful, because Zhang Chunxia's daughter works there."

"Alright then." Yang Jinwen gave up his idea of ​​trying to get in someone else's door.

"Son, how is your Aunt Xie doing lately?"

“I moved to the company dormitory, how would I know if she's a good person or not?”

"Hey, I haven't seen her call me or write me a letter. Relationships are so fragile. The world is going to the dogs."

"Alright, alright, take care of yourself. You and Uncle Jiang should be careful and not let anyone scam you. By the way, will you be able to come back for the New Year?"

"I'll definitely go back. I can't let you spend the Spring Festival alone."

Also, now that you're living away from home, please remember to go back once a week to offer incense to your mother. She can protect us, father and son.

"Click!" Yang Jinwen hung up the phone and let out a sigh of relief.

For some reason, every time he talked to his father, Yang Dachuan, he felt a surge of anger. If my mother were alive and knew how dissolute you were, she'd scare you to death in your dreams.

Yang Jinwen stood up and saw the shop owner looking at him with a smile.

Judging from his expression, Yang Jinwen knew the phone bill wouldn't be small. Sure enough, he paid ninety yuan for the twenty-minute long-distance call.

This was only because Yang Jinwen was a police officer from the neighboring compound; the boss was giving him a "friendship price."

After receiving the money, Yang Jinwen only had fifty yuan left.

As he walked toward his workplace, he thought to himself, "I can't cross the threshold of Zhang Chunxia. If I do, it won't be good for me or my father."

But the case still needs to be investigated, especially since Ma Weiwei has been missing for a week. Her parents are honest, hardworking farmers, and the only one who can help them is myself.

Back in his office at the Criminal Investigation Brigade, Yang Jinwen saw a lunchbox on his desk.

Cat leaned over from the next table and said with a smile, "This is the food that Forensic Doctor Wen got for you from the cafeteria."

"I thought you were the one who typed it for me."

"Uh..." Cat touched its nose: "I just got back."

"where have you been?"

After Yang Jinwen sat down, he looked around. It was a large office where the criminal investigation team all worked together.

Jiang Jianbing hadn't returned yet. Xu Guoliang and a few old men huddled together, whispering amongst themselves, occasionally letting out sighs and laughter.

The cat replied, "Didn't I tell you? I went back to my hometown yesterday."

"Send your sister back?"

"Yes."

Cat moved a chair closer, watching Yang Jinwen eat, and whispered, "Didn't we go to the South City Health School the day before yesterday?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Jinwen took a bite of the stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts and thought that Lao Fan's cooking skills were indeed quite good.

“Yesterday morning, Ma Weiwei’s parents went to the school again, demanding an explanation and that their daughter be brought back.”

"and then?"

The cat's voice suddenly choked up: "And then..."

Yang Jinwen had just taken a bite of rice when she looked at him strangely: "Something happened?"

Cat nodded: "Yes, they were kicked out again. Then, Aunt Zhao hit a truck while crossing the street."

Yang Jinwen's face stiffened. He swallowed his rice and hurriedly asked, "Is it serious?"

The cat shook its head: "Dead."

"Dead?" Yang Jinwen's heart sank to the bottom.

"Before my sister and I went back, we went to see Uncle Ma. They came from the countryside and only got temporary residence permits for three days."

Yesterday was the last day, so I wanted to go to the school to ask again, but I never expected this to happen.

At this moment, Yang Jinwen's mind was buzzing, and he was thinking about the scene when he had lunch the day before yesterday.

"They can't let me lose my three children, or I won't live! I'll kill myself to prove them wrong!"

Yang Jinwen forced himself to calm down, looked at Maozi, and asked, "How did the criminal investigation team handle it?"

Cat shook her head: "Aunt Zhao bumped into it herself. The Chengnan Criminal Police Team didn't send anyone. It was the Health School Police Station that handled it."

Cat knew what Yang Jinwen was worried about, so she immediately said, "It's not what you think."

Witnesses witnessed it, and Uncle Ma confirmed that Aunt Zhao, in a moment of despair, deliberately crashed into the oncoming truck; she wanted to commit suicide.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jinwen's face turned ashen, and he retorted in an icy tone, "Did she really want to die?"

Cat realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly shook his head: "No, that's not what I meant."

Yang Jinwen closed the lunchbox, grabbed his police ID, and suddenly stood up.

The cat asked, "Where are you going?"

Where is Uncle Ma now?

"I'll go with you to the Chengnan Funeral Home!"

after an hour.

When Yang Jinwen and Maozi arrived at the funeral home on their bicycles, they happened to see Ma Shutang standing by the roadside.

A bullock cart was parked by the roadside. The man, who looked like a country bumpkin from his village, was sitting on the cart, smoking welding fumes.

The weather was hot, the road was scorching, and the cicadas in the roadside trees were chirping weakly.

On the back of the oxcart, Zhao Caiying's body was covered with plastic tape and a white cloth, emitting the pungent smell of formaldehyde.

Her feet were exposed, still wearing the women's sandals, but the straps on the insteps were broken, and the black marks from being branded with tongs looked like sores.

In addition, the red and blue woven bag that Ma Weiwei had left under her bed, as well as her personal belongings left behind in the dormitory, were placed on the oxcart.

Just as Ma Shutang was about to board the car, he saw Yang Jinwen and Maozi, and he forced a smile onto his dark face.

"You are here."

Yang Jinwen stepped forward and looked at him with a complicated expression.

Ma Shutang looked at his wife's corpse on the cart.

He blinked and continued, "Cremation is too expensive, and it can't be delayed for too long. It's hot, so I have to take her home."

We couldn't take the long-distance bus, and the drivers wouldn't let us ride in a car, so we had to find a village oxcart to come.

As Ma Shutang spoke, he looked left and right, his gaze never settling on anything.

"She suffered with me her whole life, never having a single good day. Now she's gone like this, I feel so sorry for her..."

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(End of this chapter)