Siheyuan came through and sent Jia Zhang to prison

After hearing this, He Feng shook his head without hesitation and said, "Impossible. People in the underworld only know that they are the people the Public Security Bureau is looking for. As for why we are looking for them, no one knows at all. Moreover, even if they wanted to escape, they would not die here so soon, and in such a strange way." He Feng's analysis was logically clear, and he firmly believed that there must be more complicated reasons behind this.

Ma Xin was about to say something else when Zhao Lei approached with a serious expression. He said, "Director, this situation is a bit tricky. Their identities have been erased. We only know their codenames are Ma Zi and Mole. As for their original identities, we have no way of knowing them."

He Feng felt a pang of pain in his heart as he looked at the two cold bodies. They were the only ones who might know who killed Ran Qiuye. Now that the clues were gone, how could he not be distraught? For some reason, he suddenly felt a heaviness in his chest, as if a huge rock was pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe.

At this moment, He Feng couldn't hold it in any longer, and a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth. He felt his vision go black and his consciousness began to blur. In his last moments of coma, he used all his strength to look at Zhao Lei, and said weakly but firmly, "Zhao Lei, you must find the murderer for me. I want to know what is going on..." Before he could finish his words, he completely fainted and fell limply.

Ma Xin was horrified upon seeing this. She hurriedly supported He Feng and said anxiously to Zhao Lei, "Zhao Lei, I'll send the director to the hospital first. You must investigate thoroughly here. If anything happens, you must go to the hospital and tell me as soon as possible." Her eyes were full of worry and anxiety, and she didn't dare to delay for a moment.

Zhao Lei knew full well how seriously the director took this case. He nodded gravely and said, "Expert Ma, I'll leave the director in your care. I'll do my best to investigate thoroughly. Take good care of the director at the hospital, and I'll let you know if there's any news."

While unconscious, He Feng's consciousness seemed to enter a strange dimension. He felt as if he were surrounded by a fog, and everything around him was blurry. Suddenly, he saw a door appear in front of him, emitting a soft yet mysterious light. As if drawn by an invisible force, He Feng involuntarily and slowly walked towards the door.

Finally, he arrived at the door, hesitated for a moment, and slowly pushed it open. Behind the door, a familiar figure gradually became clearer. It was Ran Qiuye. She was wearing a pure white dress, like an angel, with a gentle smile on her face, and she slowly walked towards He Feng.

He Feng's eyes instantly became moist upon seeing this. He rushed over regardless of everything and hugged Ran Qiuye tightly. With a trembling voice and self-blame, he said, "Qiuye, I'm sorry, I'm useless. I was just one step away from knowing who the murderer was, but... it's all my fault..." His tears burst out, and his heart was filled with guilt and unwillingness.

Ran Qiuye hugged He Feng gently and comforted him softly: "He Feng, this is not your fault. I have never blamed you. In my heart, as long as you are well, it is more important than anything else." Her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, as if it could soothe all the pain in He Feng's heart.

He Feng raised his head and looked at Ran Qiuye, his eyes full of affection and concern, and asked: "Are you living well here? Qiuye..." At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten everything, with only the woman he loved in front of him.

Ran Qiuye raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a gentle yet determined smile, and said softly: "I am living very well here, you really don't have to stay with me all the time. You should also have your own life and live the life you should live." Her eyes were full of concern and expectation, hoping that He Feng could let go of his obsession and return to normal life.

He Feng shook his head firmly, a trace of pain and self-blame flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "No, I can't leave. I have to stay here to take care of you. It's all my fault. If I were more capable, this wouldn't have happened. It's all my fault." He clenched his fists tightly, as if punishing himself for his incompetence.

As Ran Qiuye listened to He Feng's words, the gentleness in her eyes was instantly replaced by anger. She suddenly raised her hand and, with a loud "slap," slapped He Feng across the face. This slap carried with it her long-suppressed anger and grief. She loudly demanded, "Why are you here? My murderer is still at large. How dare you come to see me? You should go out and do everything you can to find the murderer and avenge me, instead of sitting here and complaining to yourself!"

He Feng was stunned by the slap. The burning pain on his face was nothing compared to the stinging pain in his heart. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Ran Qiuye turned away, no longer looking at him. He Feng's words were choked back, and he could only stand there helplessly.

At this moment, He Feng suddenly felt dizzy, his vision went black, and his consciousness gradually blurred. When he regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes, he saw Ma Xin's anxious face.

He Feng didn't react for a moment, thinking that it was still Ran Qiuye in front of him. He subconsciously reached out and hugged Ma Xin tightly, saying in a firm tone: "Qiuye, don't worry, I swear, I will find the murderer and make him pay with blood!"

After a long while, He Feng finally came to his senses and realized that he had recognized the wrong person. A trace of panic and embarrassment flashed across his face. He quickly let go of her hand and said apologetically, "Ma Xin, I'm really sorry. I... I was so confused just now. I don't know why..."

Ma Xin looked at He Feng, her eyes full of heartache. She sighed softly and said, "He Feng, I know, I understand everything. I can understand how you feel right now, and I don't know why this happened so suddenly this time."

He Feng was moved by Ma Xin's words, but he was also extremely anxious, his mind preoccupied with figuring out what had happened and who had murdered Ran Qiuye. He struggled to get up, ready to go out and investigate immediately.

Seeing this, Ma Xin hurriedly reached out to stop him and said anxiously: "He Feng, you just vomited blood and are very weak. You must undergo a comprehensive examination in the hospital. You can't go out now, your body can't take it. If you don't take care of yourself anymore, how are you going to avenge Ran Qiuye?" Ma Xin's eyes were full of worry and persistence. He stopped He Feng tightly and didn't let him get up.