Soul Patch

Chapter 214 or Delivering a Package? (Bonus Chapter 3 for the Silver Alliance)

"Who is the murderer?" Wen Tianyi asked with a look of delight.

Thinking to himself, "That's great, the murderer has been found, and my son is cleared of suspicion."

However... the police acted a little too quickly this time!
He raised his wrist to look at it, feeling both amused and exasperated: Wenjie had only been released on bail for an hour or so, and they had already found the murderer. If they had known the police would be this efficient this time, they wouldn't have needed to go through all the trouble of getting him released on bail.

“Liu Qingqing, an employee of the Administrative Department of the Second Precinct,” Wenjie said, looking at the police report.

It seemed that without seeing that message, he wouldn't dare to confirm that Liu Qingqing really did it.

The report clearly states that Liu Qingqing sought revenge against Li Shiman and then committed suicide by poisoning herself.

He left a suicide note before his death: "I killed Li Shiman, and my long-standing revenge is complete. I can leave in peace now."

However, things are a bit too illogical, and even the suicide note feels very perfunctory.

"Second Precinct?" Wen Tianyi narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Wen Jie before looking towards a corner of the office.

Finally, he sighed, "They're completely unrelated. How could the public relations department and the ** branch office be connected? It's definitely not a work-related business."

Then, she let out a long sigh of relief: "It's good that it's not because of work, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get over this."

Li Shiman is a really good kid, she has a lot of potential! What a pity, what a pity..."

Wenjie's first impression was the same, and after hearing his father's words, he became even more certain of his guess.

It seemed there were some things he needed to figure out. He turned and hurried toward the elevator.

"Dad, you go back first, I'll be back later."

Wen Tianyi watched Wen Jie's departing figure and shouted loudly:

“Wenjie, where are you going? You… don’t get involved. The police have already issued a statement! You should just go home and be a good girl, your mother…”

Wen Tianyi said a lot more, and Wen Jie rushed into the elevator. He couldn't hear what his father said after that.

If it's said that Liu Qingqing impersonated a cleaner to commit murder and then fled, eventually disappearing without a trace, Wenjie thinks that makes sense.

In such a short time, they closed the case by claiming Liu Qingqing committed suicide out of fear of punishment. It seems completely illogical.

The main point is that Liu Qingqing is not the kind of violent person who insists on fighting to the death.

Although she is jealous and a bit of a manipulative person, she is fundamentally someone who avoids conflict and prefers to let things slide rather than the type to be confrontational and vengeful.

Personality is something you're born with; no one can fake it forever.

As soon as Wenjie stepped out of the elevator, he saw Xiao Wang waiting downstairs. He hurriedly said to Xiao Wang, "Give me the car keys."

Xiao Wang stared blankly at him, about to ask why the general manager hadn't come down, when Wenjie snatched the keys from his hand.

Wenjie jumped into the car, started the engine, and the white Land Rover sped away, waving to Xiao Wang amidst the roar of the engine.

Wenjie didn't have Zhang Meng's phone number, so he called her via WeChat voice message.

The voice request was quickly connected, and Zhang Meng's voice sounded slightly different through WeChat's voice communication: "Mr. Wen, have you eaten?"

"no!"

Why do you want to invite me to dinner?

"No," Wenjie said, disliking the insincere pleasantries in the workplace: "Have you eaten?", "How's the weather?", "You look great today!"
Every time he heard it, it gave him goosebumps.

"I saw the screenshot you posted. What do you think?" He skipped over the boring small talk.

Maybe it's because I ate a sandwich around 3 pm, so I'm not hungry at all now.

“I think someone silenced them,” Zhang Meng said coldly. “But none of that concerns you anymore, it’s not like you silenced them.”

At this point, Zhang Meng chuckled:
"Don't worry, if the police suspected you and thought you were setting up a scapegoat, they would have called you back for questioning long ago. I reckon you had just left the police station when the murderer died, and the police surveillance footage could serve as your alibi."

Wenjie took two deep breaths. He was a little uncomfortable with Zhang Meng's indifference when talking about a murder case and how she could even joke about it.

But then I thought, as a lawyer, I've seen so many cases involving human lives that I'm probably just numb to it all.

"You also believe that someone killed him to cover it up?"

"It's probably just intuition..." Zhang Meng said slowly, "At least in all the suicide cases I've encountered, not a single suicide note was written like this."

The tone of his statement didn't reveal any hatred towards Charmaine Sheh... it felt strange.

"If that's the case, shouldn't the police have noticed something?" Wenjie asked, puzzled.

It seemed like something had been stuffed into Zhang Meng's mouth, making her speech slurred.
"Who knows? Maybe they were under pressure and wanted to close the case as soon as possible."

As you know, Li Shiman's incident happened at Huahai Group, and it was during your very first day at work.

The longer this matter drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for Huahai.

Wenjie nodded after hearing this, saying that this outcome was actually the best possible result.

This suggests that Li Shiman was murdered due to personal grudges, and the murderer was someone who had no connection with Huahai International's business, which greatly reduces the impact on Huahai.

However, since Zhang Meng thinks this way, it means that her father, Wang Hui, and the board of directors and senior management of Huahai all think this way. Wenjie's eyes shifted slightly, and he tentatively asked:
“Zhang Meng, since you are Huahai’s legal counsel, I will say whatever I think.”

"Regarding the fact that the murderer committed suicide out of guilt, was that at the behest of the Huahai Group?"

Pfft~ Cough cough cough!
Zhang Meng seemed to have eaten poorly; she spat it out.

"No, is Huahai really that bad in your eyes?" Zhang Meng wiped her mouth, and the assistant opposite her got up to tidy up the plates on the table for her.

I never expected the eldest son of the Wen family to be so cunning.

It turns out the business world isn't as cruel as I thought. Wenjie smiled slightly, "That's for the best. Go ahead and eat, I won't bother you any longer."

Wenjie's car exited West Ring Road and turned onto a tree-lined path.

According to the navigation, Zhang Zhipeng's home is in the neighborhood just ahead.

The car was quickly parked in a parking space outside the residential area. Wenjie took out his phone, looked at Zhang Zhipeng's number repeatedly, and dialed it.

While waiting for the call to be answered, he felt a little uneasy.

Meeting someone you've only met in the system's environment in real life after logging out of the system feels like a real-life online chat.

"Gay?" Wenjie's face showed a mocking smile.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Zhang Zhipeng answered the phone.

Haha, Zhang Zhipeng shouldn't be so insecure now; at least his voice sounds very confident.

As Wenjie introduced himself, his tongue twitched, and the words that came out were:
"Are you Mr. Zhang Zhipeng, residing in Room 1702, Unit 2, Building 16, Runfeng Lingyu? Are you home right now?"

"Yes, are you a courier?"

Generally, these kinds of phone calls to verify addresses are from food delivery or courier services.

Wenjie touched his mouth, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Yes, if you're home, I'll bring it up to you right away."

"Yes, yes! Please come over!" Zhang Zhipeng replied cheerfully.

I thought to myself with delight: It must be the photography filters I ordered that have arrived.

He hung up the phone and rummaged through his camera, intending to install it and test it later.

(End of this chapter)