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

Chapter 359 Life Hangs in the Balance!

11 month 13 day.

The rain continued into the morning, and the temperature plummeted.

The school bell rang at Xingye District and No. 11 Middle School.

Inside Class 1 of Senior Three, the previously noisy laughter and jeers immediately quieted down.

Zeng Qianqian sat in the second row, her eyes lowered, staring blankly at her Chinese textbook.

Her deskmate nudged her arm and whispered, "Qianqian, you still haven't found your dad?"

Zeng Qianqian shook her head, her lips pressed tightly together.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Zeng Qianqian remained silent, feeling as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart, making her feel suffocated.

When the Chinese teacher, who was also their class's homeroom teacher, walked into the classroom, the sharp-eyed students immediately noticed that the homeroom teacher did not have a lesson plan in her hand for this Chinese class.

The homeroom teacher, wearing half-rimmed glasses, said, "I've switched classes with the math teacher; my class is rescheduled for the afternoon. Zeng Qianqian, come to my office."

As soon as these words were spoken, a noisy discussion broke out in the classroom, with people whispering among themselves.

The homeroom teacher, a man, saw this and shouted, "Quiet!"
I came from the hallway, and our class was the noisiest!
I'm telling you, next year is the college entrance exam. There are layoffs everywhere right now. If you don't get into university, you won't be able to get a government job. You better be smarter!

Immediately, the students fell silent. A few students sitting in the back rows stuck out their tongues, clearly not taking it seriously.

Zeng Qianqian got up and timidly followed her homeroom teacher out of the classroom.

The homeroom teacher waited a moment, and when she caught up, she said in a low voice, "Zeng Qianqian, you have good grades, so don't let your father's situation affect your studies."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Qianqian looked up and saw the worry on her homeroom teacher's face.

"Teacher Ren, is this related to my dad?"

"We'll talk about it later..."

The homeroom teacher felt a pang of pity and added, "Someone will tell you."

He reached out to pat her shoulder, but since it was not polite, he lowered his hand.

"follow me."

Zeng Qianqian's heart was pounding as she followed her homeroom teacher to the fifth floor, to the dean's office.

"Director." The homeroom teacher knocked on the open office door.

Zeng Qianqian stood behind him, looking into the office.

Inside the room stood a tall, young man, dressed in a long khaki casual suit, blue jeans, and white sneakers.

"Teacher Ren, student Zeng, please come in."

The head of student affairs was a middle-aged woman in her forties. As all the students knew, she had a terrible temper and was always meticulous and very strict.

But today, Zeng Qianqian sensed that her tone had changed from usual. Her tone of voice was exactly the same as the homeroom teacher's attitude just now, and when she called her name, it was with sympathy and pity.

After she followed her homeroom teacher into the room, she saw a man in his thirties standing there with his back ramrod straight.

"Zeng, let me introduce you. These two are police officers from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. They're here to ask you about something. Don't be nervous."

Yang Jinwen looked at the thin, timid high school girl in front of him and felt a little sorry for her. He said, "Student Zeng, my surname is Yang and my name is Yang Jinwen. This is my colleague, Wu Daqing."

Wu Daqing nodded to the girl, his eyes also filled with pity.

Zeng Qianqian immediately asked, "Is it about my dad?"

Upon hearing her ask this question, the homeroom teacher and Ms. Ren quickly closed the office door.

The head of student affairs said, "Let's sit down and talk."

"Please sit down," Yang Jinwen gestured to the girl.

Zeng Qianqian sat on the sofa with her feet together and her hands on her knees, looking very proper.

She was wearing a blue and white school uniform, had a pretty face, and her hair was tied in a ponytail at the back of her head.

Her face was very white, her neck was long and slender, and some strands of hair fell on her fair neck, like ink lines drawn by a brush on snow-white paper.

The girl was very pretty; that was Yang Jinwen's first impression.

"Your name is Zeng Qianqian?"

"Yes."

What's your dad's name?

"Zeng Desong".

"What does he do?"

"He drives a taxi."

Yang Jinwen sighed inwardly and continued, "Where is your mother?"

The girl's eyes dimmed: "She divorced my dad."

Does your mother live in this city?

"No, she went to Shanghai."

Do you have any other relatives living in the city?

"No, but I have an aunt who lives in the countryside, and my grandparents also live in the countryside."

After answering, the girl raised her face and stared intently at Yang Jinwen: "Has something happened to my dad?"

Yang Jinwen sighed softly, took out a photo from his pocket, and handed it to him. It was a photo that had been taken from a taxi.

"Take a look, is he your dad?"

The girl took the photo with both hands, blinked, and her voice suddenly rose a few decibels: "What happened to my dad?"

"...He was murdered."

Upon hearing this, the head of the teaching department and the homeroom teacher sighed deeply.

The homeroom teacher suggested, "Officer, how about this? Zeng Qianqian is still young. I think we should ask her aunt to come to the city so as not to affect her studies, okay?"

"No!" Zeng Qianqian suddenly shouted, "I want to see my dad! My dad can't be dead! We made a promise that once I get into a university in the capital, he'll come with me to Tiananmen Square!"

The head of the teaching department quickly comforted him, "Child, don't get agitated, this is an adult matter..."

"No, I want to see my father, I want to see him..."

Tears streamed down the girl's face, her once bright eyes now misty with tears. She could no longer contain her emotions; she cupped her face in her hands, bent over, and sobs escaped through her fingers, like the mournful cries of a small animal.

Yang Jinwen has seen countless corpses and met many of the victims' families.

Even with a heart as hard as iron, hearing the girl's cries made his heart feel as if it were being tightly gripped by something.

If it weren't for the need to investigate the case, he wouldn't have planned to come at all. At most, he would have instructed Yao Weihua to meet with the victim's family. Old Yao had encountered such situations more often than he had.

"Please, please, let me see my father, where is he..."

The girl sobbed, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

The homeroom teacher couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Officer, how about I go with Zeng Qianqian to check on her? No one's home, and as her teacher, I'm worried about her."

The head of the teaching department interjected, "Teacher Ren, let's go together. It's not appropriate for you to go alone."

"also."

Yang Jinwen stood up and nodded: "Let's go then."

after an hour.

funeral parlor.

The girl saw her father's body in the morgue.

The moment the white cloth was lifted, the girl could no longer suppress her emotions, and tears streamed down her face. Even her homeroom teacher and the dean of students took off their glasses and wiped away their tears.

In the corridor outside the funeral home, Yang Jinwen and Wu Daqing sat on a bench, waiting quietly.

Half an hour later, the girl was helped out of the morgue by the head of the teaching department.

Yang Jinwen and Wu Daqing stood up and offered them their chairs.

Once the girl stopped crying, Yang Jinwen knelt down in front of her, trying to sound as calm as possible.

"Zeng Qianqian, I have some questions for you. Can you answer them?"

The girl raised her head, wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand, and nodded.

Yang Jinwen asked, "Does your father have any enemies?"

"Have!"

"Who?"

"My mom! And the man who remarried my mom, my mom cheated on my dad..."

My dad caught her with another man at home.

They all beat my dad up; they must have killed him!

Yang Jinwen squinted and asked again, "Isn't your mother in Shanghai?"

"That's the man."

"What's that man's name?"

"Luo Kang".

"Besides that, who else does your father have? Or who owes him money?"

"I do not know."

"how about you?"

"I?"

"Is anyone harassing you at school?"

Tears welled up in the girl's eyes again. She wiped them away with the corner of her sleeve and was about to nod when the head teacher standing next to her coughed twice.

"Officer, although our No. 11 Middle School is not the best middle school in Qincheng, it has the best school spirit and discipline. Our school was even commended by the city last year."

There is absolutely no bullying or mistreatment of classmates; you can rest assured about that.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jinwen narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knew that even the best studies couldn't be free from bullying, especially for a pretty high school girl like Zeng Qianqian, who was bound to be targeted by some.

Besides, judging from Zeng Qianqian's expression, there's no doubt that she definitely has something to say.

Before Yang Jinwen could speak, the head of the teaching department said again, "Since the body has already been claimed and the old forensic doctor had Zeng Qianqian sign the consent form, let's leave it at that for now and not delay her studies."

Zeng Qianqian needs to cheer up; she has a long road ahead of her, and getting into a good university is her and her father's wish.

After speaking, the head of the teaching department gave the homeroom teacher a look, and the two of them, without saying a word, helped Zeng Qianqian up and walked towards the gate.

Halfway there, Zeng Qianqian turned around, looked at Yang Jinwen, pursed her lips, and nodded.

Yang Jinwen nodded in agreement, understanding her meaning: he should go see her privately again.

After the person left, Wu Daqing asked, "Captain Yang, this head of the teaching department is acting strangely. That girl clearly had something to say."

"We'll go to the girl's house again tonight after school."

"Then what do we do now?"

“Call Lao Yao and Sister Cai and ask them…”

Before Yang Jinwen could finish speaking, his mobile phone beeped in his pocket.

He glanced at the screen; it was an unfamiliar number.

After answering the phone, a familiar voice came through.

"Hello? Is this Captain Yang?"

"You are……"

"I am Shen Wenzhu."

"Hello, Shen..."

"Don't interrupt. I'm asking you, is your Third Squad investigating the taxi driver murder case of November 9th?"

"Yes."

"You need to go to the Municipal People's Hospital right away. Another taxi driver was robbed early this morning, and the modus operandi is the same as the one on the night of November 9th!"
The driver's life is in grave danger; he's being rushed to the hospital. You need to hurry!

Yang Jinwen's gaze sharpened, and he started to walk away, asking into the phone as he spoke, "I'm coming right away! Captain Shen, how did you know?"

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