Detective: I, Cao Jianjun, started by arresting my brother-in-law.

Li Dawei and Zhao Jiwei stood on either side of Cao Jianjun, their hands outstretched warily, ready to protect him at any moment.

"Everyone, please listen to me first, and be quiet."

Cao Jianjun remained expressionless, but his eyes searched diligently among the crowd for the figure of village chief Cao Peng.

The chaotic crowd quieted down slightly, but everyone was glaring angrily at Cao Jianjun.

"Fourteen years ago, Yihe New Village was designated as a key model village by the city..."

"I believe that all the villagers present today know about this, right?"

"Including me, Cao Jianjun, I am also a son-in-law of this village."

Cao Jianjun pointed forcefully to his chest with one hand, then casually pointed to the village: "My father-in-law Zhou Dexuan, my mother-in-law Xu Fengcui, and my wife Zhou Hui..."

"They have all lived in this area for decades."

"Although we moved away later and Yihe New Village was built on this land, we still remember every little detail about this place."

. ....... .......

"About fourteen years ago, when the Yihe New Village project was under construction, there was a quality inspector."

“His name is Mai Zili. I believe the older villagers should have heard of him, right?”

“Mai Zili was only in his early twenties at the time, a young man who had just graduated from university. He was in charge of the engineering inspection of the entire Yihe New Village.”

"But during this inspection, Mai Zili discovered a large number of instances of cutting corners and skimping on materials at each level."

"So Mai Zili disagreed; he wanted to report it and file a complaint."

“After that, Mai Zili disappeared.”

"In the blink of an eye, fourteen years have passed."

Cao Jianjun spoke calmly and deliberately.

The room fell completely silent after he finished speaking.

But soon, whispers began to emanate from the crowd.

"It seems like that's true. I remember hearing about it when I first married into the family..."

"Yes, yes, I know that too. My parents told me about it when I was little."

"Hey, what does this have to do with digging up the bridge? Could it be that the person is buried under the bridge?"

"My goodness, please stop talking, it's terrifying..."

The young and the teenagers chatted animatedly.

"I know about this."

Just then, a loud voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, and all eyes turned to it.

An elderly man, well past sixty, walked up with his hand outstretched.

“When Mai Zili first came to Yihe New Village, he ate his first meal at our house.”

"No one knows this better than me."

The old man spoke with particular pride, and he didn't forget to turn back and look at everyone.

70. A poor man's daughter is a gift to the powerful and wealthy. [5th update, please subscribe]

Three o'clock in the morning.

Green Vine West Mountain Manor.

Three police cars with the word "Police" on them arrived. They showed their identification at the gate, the barrier was raised, and the cars continued to move forward.

As you climb the winding road, passing through a lush, verdant avenue, you can see a detached villa with its lights on in the distance.

The camera zooms in.

Inside the villa.

"When did this happen?"

Gao Mingyuan had just hung up on Cao Peng when another cell phone in the drawer rang.

The news that came in was that He Yun had been taken away and was currently under house arrest pending investigation. She could not be contacted at the moment.

"I see."

After a long silence, Gao Mingyuan, breathing heavily through his nostrils, slowly hung up the phone.

The room was eerily quiet.

Gao Mingyuan stared intently out the window, his eyes darting out as if trying to see through Green Vine's secrets.

dong dong dong-

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached.

A young and beautiful girl, about eighteen years old, came out of the house in a hurry, holding a cell phone in one hand.

"My dad...my dad..."

The girl, with her hair in a ponytail, covered her mouth with one hand, sobbing uncontrollably, and handed her phone to Gao Mingyuan with the other.

“They said my father was buried under Anfu Bridge in Yihe New Village. I want to get out, I want to leave now.”

The girl is Mai Zili's daughter, Mai Mengmeng, who has since changed her name to Mai Jia.

The phone screen showed a series of articles pushed by a self-media account, without any accompanying pictures.

"Mecca, calm down."

Gao Mingyuan smiled kindly, like an old father, and comforted the girl: "Your father has been missing for fourteen years. Do you know what fourteen years means?"

"These online marketing accounts just like to fabricate news to grab people's attention."

"I've told you so many times, why do you still believe them so easily?"

"Come on, don't cry, calm down."

The girl wouldn't listen to a word, shaking her head with her hair disheveled.

Tears streamed down her face, her lips pursed, and her voice was hoarse.

"No, this is not a marketing account. It is the account of Huang Xi, a news reporter from Green Vine Broadcasting Station."

“I’ve been following her for a long time. If it weren’t true, she wouldn’t post it randomly.”

As she spoke, the girl, Meg, grabbed Gao Mingyuan's arm and pleaded repeatedly, "Please, please let me go, please let me go, okay?"

"If my mom knew my dad had been found, she would be so happy, she definitely would..."

Gao Mingyuan leaned back in the wooden chair, his head swaying as the girl tugged at him, but he remained calm and composed.

the end.

The rough old hand gently patted Mecca's hand: "Alright, alright, look at the time, it's already late at night. Go to sleep, be good, listen to me."

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Still an inexperienced young girl, Mecca shook her head frantically, saying, "Huang Xi said they're digging up my father's remains. I have to go now, right now..."

Snapped!

Gao Mingyuan could no longer contain himself. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up angrily: "What do you take this place for? Who do you take me for?"

"You want to be a star, you want to be an actor, so I've found you a posture coach and a speech coach..."

"If you run out like this now and get photographed by the media, have you thought about the consequences?"

Hear the words.

The girl, Mecca, seemed a little confused.

She is indeed participating in a talent competition on a local TV station, and she is also a female star that Gao Mingyuan is preparing to cultivate at great expense.

While calmly telling herself that Gao Mingyuan was right, she couldn't suppress her longing for her father.

While enduring this pain, the girl looked up and pleaded, "Just this once, please... I can put on makeup, I can cover my face, I... I promise no one will see."

"Nonsense."

Gao Mingyuan was preoccupied with figuring out how He Yun had been arrested, and had no interest in paying attention to this little girl.

"Chairman Gao!"

While the argument was raging, Zheng Yihong, the female assistant, suddenly appeared.

A graceful figure, shuffling in slippers, rushed in, shouting in a panic: "Oh no..."

"Hello, Chairman Gao."

Before the female assistant could finish speaking, a familiar figure came into everyone's view.

He Yong, the head of the task force, and more than a dozen task force members stood before Gao Mingyuan like ghosts.

Then, He Yong threw the arrest warrant in his hand and laid it on Gao Mingyuan's desk.

"I'm sorry, Chairman Gao, it's so late, and I'm bothering you again."

"But I have to tell you now that, after review by the special task force and the provincial department, Gao Mingyuan, chairman of Changteng Capital, is suspected of involvement in the murder of Mai Zili and his wife. We need to take you back to assist in the investigation."