Siheyuan came through and sent Jia Zhang to prison

He Feng stared at Jiang Nan and shouted, "How could you not remember something so important? Think about it honestly! Are you deliberately trying to lie to me? Do you know that every word you say could determine whether or not the murderer is caught?"

He Feng had been under immense pressure for a while now, his inability to find the murderer had driven him to the brink of collapse. Now, with hope finally surfacing, how could he tolerate Jiang Nan's "uncooperativeness"? His face flushed with excitement, his entire body like a volcano about to erupt.

He Feng's sudden action frightened Jiang Nan so much that his face turned pale and his body trembled like a sieve. His lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word, his eyes filled with fear.

Ma Xin was genuinely startled by He Feng's behavior. She had never seen He Feng lose his composure like this before. The anger and determination in his eyes seemed to engulf the man before him in the next second. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed He Feng's arm, and said, "He Feng, we really can't interrogate him in this state. Go out for a walk and calm down. If this continues, Jiang Nan will be even more afraid to speak. We need to calm down so we can get any useful information."

Jiang Nan was already somewhat confused, and now faced with He Feng's serious questioning, he was even more frightened. His mind went blank, and he had no idea what to say. He lowered his head, his eyes dodging, his hands rubbing the corners of his clothes nervously, and his body trembled slightly, like a frightened rabbit.

He Feng's fury surged as he watched Jiang Nan's expression. He clenched his fists, the veins in his forehead bulging. He wanted to rush over, grab Jiang Nan, and force him to tell him everything he knew. However, He Feng knew he couldn't act so impulsively. As a law enforcement officer, he had to remain calm and rational and follow legal procedures.

He Feng suppressed his rage and walked out of the interrogation room. His steps were hurried and heavy, each one carrying endless anger and helplessness. He was in agony at the moment, his desire for the truth and his hatred for the murderer intertwined, leaving him feeling extremely tormented.

Seeing He Feng leave so angrily, Ma Xin arranged for Jiang Nan to be escorted to the prison cell. She watched Jiang Nan being taken away, her heart filled with worry. Then, she quickly walked out of the interrogation room, wanting to comfort He Feng.

He Feng stood at the door of the interrogation room, pacing back and forth like an angry lion. His face was filled with anxiety and anger, and he really didn't know what to do. Just as he was about to return to the interrogation room to question Jiang Nan again, Ma Xin came out, reached out to stop him, and whispered, "He Feng, don't interrogate now."

He Feng looked at Ma Xin anxiously, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire, and he shouted: "How can I not be anxious? Those people brutally killed Ran Qiuye. Now only Jiang Nan saw the whole process. He is the only clue at present. Naturally, I am anxious!" He Feng's voice trembled with excitement. He wanted to find the murderer as soon as possible and avenge Ran Qiuye.

Seeing He Feng so excited, Ma Xin felt distressed. She gently patted He Feng's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry about it. After all, Jiang Nan is already in prison. He can't escape. I'll interrogate him tomorrow and I'm sure I can get some useful clues. Calm down first." Ma Xin tried to calm He Feng down. She knew that impatience wouldn't solve the problem in this situation.

He Feng wanted to say something, but Ma Xin looked at him with concern and determination in her eyes, and said, "By the way, let's go to Uncle Luo's place to have some drinks and relax. You have to believe me, I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter." Ma Xin hoped that in this way, He Feng could relieve his tension.

He Feng was truly dejected at the moment. Jiang Nan was the only person who knew the truth about Ran Qiuye's murderer, and he wished he could pry Jiang Nan's mouth open and get the truth right away. However, he also understood that what Ma Xin said made sense. Even if he was anxious, he wouldn't be able to get any useful information from Jiang Nan in his current state.

He Feng took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, looked at Ma Xin and said, "I'll leave this matter to you. You must ask carefully when the time comes. I have spent a long time investigating this matter, but I have not found any useful clues. I really hope to get some key information from Jiang Nan this time." He Feng's eyes revealed a hint of expectation and trust.

Ma Xin nodded without saying anything more. Afterwards, the two of them headed to Uncle Luo's place. Along the way, He Feng seemed listless, his former energy gone. When they arrived at Uncle Luo's restaurant, it was still Ma Xin's order.

Ma Xin turned and went to the kitchen to see how the dishes were prepared. Uncle Luo saw Ma Xin coming in, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked in a low voice: "Ma Xin, what happened to He Feng? When he came in just now, his face looked very ugly and he looked listless. Did something happen?" Uncle Luo had a good relationship with them, and seeing He Feng like this, he was very worried.

Ma Xin frowned slightly, looking at Uncle Luo with some worry. She was genuinely puzzled, wondering why Uncle Luo seemed so confident in her, as if he was certain she could handle something. After a moment's hesitation, she slowly spoke, "Uncle Luo, the truth is, we've found a witness who saw Ran Qiuye's murderer. We thought this was a major breakthrough, but it seems he's forgotten all the crucial information." Her voice was filled with a hint of helplessness and regret. After all, this clue, so hard to come by, seemed to have been cut off in an instant.

Uncle Luo immediately understood Ma Xin's meaning after hearing her words. He knew He Feng had been reeling from Ran Qiuye's murder and would soon come here to drink alone. Although He Feng never mentioned it publicly, Uncle Luo could sense his inner pain and remorse. Every time he came, He Feng would get drunk and end up sleeping in his place.

Uncle Luo sighed softly, looked at Ma Xin, and said with emotion: "It's no wonder that He Feng is like this. The case had taken a turn for the better, and there was a glimmer of hope, but now that hope seems to have been dashed, and we're back to square one. So He Feng is naturally upset. He has such deep feelings for Ran Qiuye, and he won't be able to get over this hurdle in his heart until this case is solved."