A madman in France? How come he's always at crime scenes!

Chapter 87 was written by me.

"Isn't this a bit too brief?" Li Mu frowned as he looked at the title Wu Liang had written. "This looks like it was made up on the spot."

"It has to look like a last-minute fix. If they really uncover an old case, no one will create a fancy cover; the more ordinary, the more authentic."

Wu Liang didn't put down his pen; he picked up another piece of paper and wrote three more names on it.

Wang Jianshe.

Zhao Guoping.

Liu Kuai.

Li Mu frowned.

Who are these three people?

Wu Liang smiled slightly.

"Wang Jianshe was a worker in a construction team under Huijin Group back then. I saw his name on a list when I was looking up information before."

"Zhao Guoping is someone I extracted from the internal debriefing materials given to me by Lao Fu. He did appear, but he was only an on-site coordinator and had no direct connection with the accident vehicle."

"As for this Liu Kuai—"

Wu Liang raised the corners of his mouth.

"I made it up."

Li Mu looked at the paper with a strange expression.

"Are you setting a trap for Lao He?"

"You can't say that," Wu Liang said, closing the pen cap. "I'm setting a trap for those who know the truth."

Li Mu didn't understand immediately.

Wu Liang pushed the list in front of her.

"If Lao He is not involved, when he sees these three names, he will at most think that we are investigating old cases, and he will not find anything strange about it."

"But if he has a problem, he will first determine which of these three names is the real danger."

Li Mu's expression slowly changed.

"So you deliberately placed it in three directions."

"Right." Wu Liang tapped the paper. "The real mole wouldn't pass on such a crude message as 'the police are checking briefcases.' He'd have to sift through the intelligence and tell the higher-ups exactly how far along our investigation is."

Li Mu looked down at the list.

"You mean, he'll want to check the internal systems?"

Wu Liang nodded.

"That's right, check if these three names have appeared in old files, accident documents, or construction team lists."

"As long as he looks up the name Liu Kuai—"

Li Mu continued.

"This means he wasn't conducting a normal investigation, but rather confirming the information we released."

Wu Liang nodded.

"Because the name Liu Kuai is not in the system."

Li Mu's finger hovered over the mouse.

She finally understood.

There's no need to keep an eye on Lao He's every move; just watch to see if he investigates someone who shouldn't exist at the wrong time.

Any action he takes indicates that he has been swayed by that fake document.

Li Mu remained silent for a few seconds, his gaze towards Wu Liang becoming increasingly strange.

"You really have no experience in criminal investigation?"

"It's pretty much the same in the legal profession," Wu Liang said casually. "We also frequently check whether people are lying."

"You're really cunning."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Li Mu lowered his head, put the folder into a stack of old case materials related to Lin Huaishan, and then slightly messed up the desktop.

Wu Liang nodded as he watched her actions.

"There has been progress."

"Attorney Wu, if you say one more word, I'll ask you to leave right now."

Wu Liang wisely kept quiet.

For the next half hour or so, nothing particularly noteworthy happened in the office.

The technical team sent over two sets of data comparison results. Zhang Ze came in and picked up Wang Ye's supplementary statement once. Meng Jiang answered a phone call at the door, cursed a couple of times, "Procedures, procedures, all you ever do is follow procedures," and then turned and went to the forensic office.

Li Mu remained seated in front of the computer, pretending to organize old case files.

Wu Liang leaned against the side looking at his phone, occasionally flipping through a page, looking very relaxed.

The folder labeled "[Supplementary Verification of Lost Items from the 1998 Chengnan Elevated Road Accident]" was mixed in with a pile of materials on the table.

Inconspicuous.

But as long as someone is standing next to them and looks down, they can just see the title.

It was almost time to leave work when Lao He came in from outside carrying a thermos.

"Oh, still busy?"

His voice was low, carrying a hint of weariness and casualness common among veteran detectives.

Li Mu looked up.

"Old He."

Old He placed the thermos on the corner of the table and stretched his neck.

"Captain Meng wants you to double-check the evidence numbers on Diao Wei's side, make sure they don't get mixed up with the stuff from Shunfa Teahouse. He stayed up too late last night, and the young guys' hands are shaking."

As he spoke, he glanced at Wu Liang.

"Hey, Attorney Wu hasn't left yet?"

Wu Liang smiled.

"Your workplace has excellent food; please stay a while longer."

Old He was delighted.

"If you can praise our cafeteria, then your law firm must be really struggling."

Wu Liang sighed.

"There's nothing I can do, the economic situation is really not good. Hey, Lao He, if you have any business opportunities, introduce me to someone, I'll give you a discount!"

Old He smiled and waved his hand, then looked at Li Mu.

"You young people are all amazing these days. Little Li too, he's still not resting even with his arm in a sling. Captain Meng may not say it, but he's actually quite worried about you."

Li Mu was moving the mouse when he heard this and paused slightly.

Old He glanced at Wu Liang again.

"Attorney Wu, you should try to persuade her when you have time. You two are about the same age, and your words carry more weight than those of us old folks."

Li Mu's expression changed.

Wu Liang laughed first.

"Officer He, this task is a bit too difficult."

"What's wrong?"

"The way Officer Li looked at me most of the time was similar to how he looked at a suspect."

Old He laughed twice.

"That means it's ripe. We criminal investigators don't like to show it to outsiders."

Li Mu's face stiffened slightly, and just as she was about to speak, Wu Liang's shoe tip gently touched her under the table.

The words that were about to come out were abruptly stopped, and Li Mu lowered his head and started typing on the keyboard.

"Old He, I'll check the serial number in a bit."

Old He didn't notice anything amiss and reached for a physical evidence transfer form next to him.

His gaze naturally swept across the desktop.

After he got the transfer slip, he casually asked another question.

"Are they still investigating Lin Huaishan?"

Wu Liang sighed and deliberately looked at Li Mu.

"Sigh, this wasn't what Captain Meng requested; it wasn't easy for him to agree to it—"

Li Mu coughed.

As if realizing he shouldn't have spoken out of turn, Wu Liang quickly stopped and stuffed the papers in his hand into the folder.

The movements were natural.

The piece of paper with three names written on it was peeking out from the edge of the folder.

Old He's gaze swept over there.

Wu Liang was still there sighing and complaining.

"I'm a lawyer, you can't treat me like a donkey. Captain Meng told me to look for procedural loopholes to arrest me. I looked all afternoon, and my eyes are almost blind."

Li Mu kept his head down as he typed on the keyboard, his voice calm.

"Captain Meng asked you to review the case file's logic, not to complain here."

"This isn't complaining!" Wu Liang protested. "I'm simply expressing my reasonable demands!"

Old He smiled.

"Team Leader Meng is really something, dumping all sorts of work on you. Attorney Wu is practically an unofficial employee now."

"No, no, no!" Wu Liang immediately waved his hand. "If I don't make a living but end up making a job, I won't accept that."

Old He was amused, picked up the transfer slip, glanced at it, and then casually tightened the screws on his thermos.

"Lin Huaishan's case is twenty years old, what can they possibly find out?"

Li Mu seemed oblivious to the weight of those words, casually replying, "Who knows? Captain Meng said that since it overlaps with Shen Xuejun's side, we should take a look. Old Fu gave us some old materials, which include several people who were on-site back then, and we have to verify them one by one."

As she spoke, she turned her head and casually shoved the exposed list into the folder.

Old He stood by the table, his gaze sweeping over those names again.

This time, it took a little longer.

"Old Fu really knows how to keep things going," Old He shook his head. "Even in retirement, he can't stay idle."

"An old policeman, huh?" Wu Liang replied with a smile. "Occupational hazard."

Old He glanced at him.

"You lawyers are pretty much the same; you want to find fault with everything."

"I like what Officer He said. Only by pointing out problems can people be healthy."

Wu Liang pushed the folder toward Li Mu.

"But I've already given up. Let's leave these things to Officer Li. She's more professional."

Li Mu looked up at him.

"You've really managed to get rid of him cleanly."

"Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise," Wu Liang said. "I'm responsible for providing emotional value."

Old He smiled again.

The atmosphere was natural; the group joked with each other in the office, and no one noticed anything special about the list on the table.

Old He was about to leave with the transfer slip in hand, but as he reached the door, he turned back and said, "Little Li, try not to stay up too late. If you really need to investigate old cases, have Little Wang and the others do the legwork."

Li Mu nodded.

"understood."

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Li Mu's hands remained on the keyboard; he did not speak immediately.

Wu Liang didn't touch the folder; he simply picked up his water glass and slowly took a sip.

Half a minute later, Li Mu spoke in a low voice.

"He saw the name."

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