crime shadow [criminal investigation]

Chapter 79 Daughter.

It was dark when the team was closed, dragging Qian Ping's "blessing", the weather was not good, the scene was completely destroyed, and now the trace inspection has been busy for a long time, but nothing is found, and the overwhelmed grass can only prove that someone has been there.

The case seems to have reached a dead end, Tang Zhiyu is the suspect is the best explanation.

Qian Ping seemed to be in a good mood after packing up his things, because the progress of the investigation perfectly coincided with the script he had conceived, and the case would be closed immediately without any accidents!

Before leaving, he reassured Jiang Bei and spared Jiang Bei from running back and forth.Although the case first happened in Ning'an City and involved Cheng Qiong, the victim's family member, now that Cheng Qiong has been found, and Tang Zhiyu's body was found in Dongyang City, there is nothing wrong with Jiang Bei. The implication is that outsiders should not come to give pointers.

As soon as Jiang Bei saw him, he wanted to loosen his muscles and bones. Qian Ping was afraid of Jiang Bei's face, so he slipped away quickly.

When he was far away, the forensic doctor at the end cursed in a low voice. He also felt that Qian Ping was unreliable, so he turned to Jiang Bei and said, "I'll notify you when the autopsy results come out. I'll do it as soon as possible."

"It's troublesome."

At the end of the day, Jiang Bei drove back to the hospital, his wet clothes were still sticky, and he just wanted to go back and take a shower.

When passing by Qiong's ward, he planned to go in and take a look. If the situation improved, he could transfer back to Ning'an City the next day.

As soon as he put his hand on the handle, the door was opened from behind, and Jiang Nan came out, his eyes circled around Jiang Beisuo before he said, "You're back, are you cold?"

Maybe it was because the corridors of the hospital were not ventilated, and the heat accumulated for a long time lingered for a long time. Jiang Bei's cold fingertips gradually warmed up, and the warmth spread throughout his body along the veins, reaching his heart.

Or maybe this feeling came from Jiangnan, but Jiang Bei didn't want to admit it. He was used to living alone before, and never thought that one day he would find a sense of stability in a young man.

Jiang Nan has always been earnestly fulfilling the promise he made a few years ago, and Jiang Bei feels it.

"It's not cold," he glanced through the small glass window into the ward, where Cheng Qiong lay quietly on the bed, and asked, "Aunt Cheng is still awake?"

"No, the doctor said nothing serious, just a coma."

The two walked forward side by side. Han Cheng also lived on this floor. In the middle, Han Wenjing guessed that her father was dying, and was calling the lawyer with a loud voice, for fear that others would not know that her father was getting old. The fire was turned off, but the will had not yet been made.

The two passed by her and listened to her. They were probably saying that Tang Zhiyu had ulterior motives and made the old man look like this. According to the Civil Code, fraud and coercion were used to prevent the heir from making, changing or withdrawing a will. In serious cases, the right of inheritance would be lost. , in short, Tang Zhiyu's family received less than a dime.

She is more professional than a lawyer, and the Civil Code has been moved out.

After Han Wenjing made the phone call, she turned around and saw Jiang Bei and the others, shaking with fright.

"Oh, police officer Jiang is back, thank you for your hard work."

She didn't expect that there was someone behind her, and she raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead: "I'm going in to take care of my dad, you guys go to bed early."

Han Wenjing didn't stop, and quickly closed the door after entering the ward. Her husband and son saw people coming in, and stepped forward to meet them. The whole family was like courtiers who were waiting for the emperor to die and trying to inherit the country.

Jiang Jiang said: "Han Cheng didn't wake up either, he seemed to be too old, he was frightened, and all kinds of old problems were reversed, and he even went to the emergency room this afternoon."

Han Cheng is nearly eighty years old, and he is already living a long life. Even if there is no accident, he is still a person who lives on his fingers.

Jiang Bei was not surprised, and said a digression: "Didn't you say you didn't want to see Aunt Cheng? You not only saw Aunt Cheng, but also Mr. Han. Didn't Han Wenjing tell you to come out?"

"Quietly," Jiang Nan wrinkled his nose, "I was so busy that I went to see Tang Zhiyu's daughter."

Jiang Nan walked to the door of his ward, and as soon as he entered, he immediately changed to another person, and threw himself into Jiang Bei's arms, smelling the faint smell of tobacco on the other's neck that was wet by the autumn rain, and muttered, "I want a daughter too."

Jiang Bei: "..."

What kind of crazy is this man?

"You gave birth to yourself," Jiang Bei tried to push him away, "let go, my clothes are wet."

Jiang Nan didn't let go, and hugged Jiang Bei and shook him from the door to the bed, but he was so sticky: "No, you are cute when you were born."

Even if Jiang Bei was killed, he couldn't give birth to a daughter, and he couldn't get rid of the brown sugar sticking to his body. With an idea, he immediately gave Jiang Nan a difficult problem in his debut: "I want a son, you give me a son first, and then talk about the daughter. Come on, I'll get a towel."

He thought that he could send Jiangnan away, and in the next second, he saw a pair of hands stretched out, holding his face and forcing him to look up, breaking into the opponent's cat-like light-colored pupils without warning.

Jiang Nan put away all his laziness, looked serious, licked his lips, and said sincerely: "Dad."

"…………"

Careless.

Jiang Bei's mood at the moment is quite complicated. Although he really treated Jiang Nan as a child when he first brought Jiang Nan home, it was because Jiang Nan had superb acting skills and always pretended to be weak and unable to take care of himself. After a long time, he realized that it was all routine. .

But Jiangnan's "Dad" really made him unbearable. How many wicked things would he have to do to meet an unlucky "son"?

Jiang Bei didn't fall for his tricks, so he didn't agree, he broke free from his hand, and said, "I'm going to take a shower, if you haven't eaten dinner, order a meal, and order one for me."

This son has also become a man, what's the matter with Jiang Bei turning his face and denying it?Not only that, but he actually wanted to eat his meal!

Jiangnan stopped doing it: "You said, if I give you a son, you will give me a daughter. Now that I have a 'son', what about my daughter? You can't say nothing, and I didn't tell you to give birth. You can say something nice. Can't coax me?"

Jiang Bei, with one head and two big ones, clasped the hands around his waist, knowing that it would be better to die outside: "Don't make trouble, I'll take the towel."

"Is it alive? Is it alive?"

Jiang Nan was cheating, his feet slipped, and he dragged Jiang Bei to fall on the hospital bed together, the poor quality of the bed board creaking and screaming in pain.

Jiang Bei was lying face up, and Jiang Nan's face was right in front of him, only a few inches away, so close that he could feel the faint air current brought by each other's breathing.

Jiang Nan stretched out his hand to protect the back of Jiang Bei's head, separating him from the cold and hard bed rails, and then inserted a little bit into his wet hair, which was more like a soothing gesture.

"Abei, let's give birth to one. The daughter is so cute. With our excellent genes, she will definitely be smart and beautiful in the future."

Maybe it's shameless, that's too scary.Jiang Bei thought to himself.

Jiang Nan pressed heavily on him, and the scorching body temperature dried his clothes, making him temporarily forget about the bad things of the day, and drowned in a sweet dream surnamed Jiang Mingnan.

"Born or not?"

Jiang Bei didn't move, he really couldn't answer this question.

With a smile on his face, Jiang Nan slid his hands down Jiang Bei's spine, half a circle around his waist in an attempt to hide it.

Jiang Bei was a little itchy, as if he guessed what Jiang Nan wanted to do in the next second, bent his legs against him, and struggled slightly, but still couldn't escape the ending of being tickled by Jiang Bei.

"!!"

The soft flesh around his waist was twirled in his hands. Jiang Bei didn't know whether to laugh or scold him, but it was uncomfortable.The bed board screamed more and more anxiously, and the quilt was scattered on the ground while struggling. Jiang Bei couldn't stand him anymore, so he hurriedly said:

"Health, life! Bastard!"

"Speak well," Jiang Nan stopped, looked condescendingly at Jiang Bei panting, Jiang Bei glared at him, he was very pleased, "be careful you give birth to a little bastard."

Jiang Bei took the opportunity to push him away. He didn't have a chance to clean up Qian Ping today, and he was upset. Now that Jiang Nan was here, his hand started to itch again. It was a slap on the back of his head.

"Give birth to your uncle!"

After all, he took the towel and walked quickly into the bathroom, and locked the door behind him.

"Birth to you, uncle." Jiang Nan covered the place where he was beaten, imitating Jiang Bei's words.Jiang Bei not only scolded others, but also committed domestic violence. These days are just... getting more and more interesting.

The sound of drizzling water came from the bathroom, Jiang Nan leaned on the soft pillow, crossed his legs and flipped through the takeaway software, thinking of ordering a meal before Jiang Bei took a shower, but unexpectedly caught up with someone halfway through.

tuk tuk-

Someone knocked on the door outside, Jiang Nan said without lifting his eyelids, "Please come in."

Bang!

The door was pushed open suddenly, and upon hearing the battle, one knew that the person who came was not the gentle and amiable nurse sister.

Jiang Nan said, "Take it easy, you will be held criminally responsible for scaring my sick patient."

"Come on, your lame leg can only scare me, Brother Jiang." Lin An was wrapped in a thick coat, walking around the ward like an old man, "Where is Brother Jiang?"

"bath."

Lin An's eyes turned cold, and he looked at the disheveled Jiangnan, the messy sheets, the quilt on the floor, and the closed toilet door, thinking of all kinds of pornography, his blood pressure soared.

"Little bastard, you've gone too far! This is a hospital!" He made a gesture to teach Jiangnan a lesson, no matter whether he won the fight or not, he showed his momentum first, and put on his coat as soon as he lifted his legs.

By the time Jiang Bei took a shower, there was already a commotion outside. He really should have stayed outside instead of going back to the hospital.

He glanced coldly and said, "We have to fight out."

The person with the highest status came, Jiang Nan withdrew his hand, and lay back on the bed, very speechless, ordered a meal, and was beaten for no reason.

Lin An was shirtless, and felt that his image at this time was indecent. He reached out to take back the coat that Jiang Nan was pressing under him: "Get up, don't press the mink coat I bought at the international vegetable market."

"Oh," Jiang Nan got up, "Hurry up and take away your carved leather coat, and I'll give you a piece of Diao brand soap later, to wash your sand carved leather well."

Lin An: "..."

Unable to fight again and again, even saying he could not win, Lin An turned around and said, "Brother Jiang~"

Jiang Bei was not surprised, and calmly wiped his wet hair.He didn't bring any extra clothes, and he was wearing Jiangnan's long knitted jacket, which was slightly loose. The slightly open neckline could not cover the smooth shoulder and neckline, and the collarbone was faintly visible under the soft fabric. A finely polished work of art.

"busy?"

"I—" Lin An paused, only to realize that he didn't come here to fight with Jiangnan, but, "Oh, Aunt Cheng's discharge procedures have been completed, and we'll go back tomorrow."

Jiang Bei raised his chin: "The family is there, you tell him."

Lin An rolled his eyes.

Jiang Nan ignored him, and found a dry towel to wipe Jiang Bei's hair. By the way, he tightened the collar of his clothes, and insisted on changing the cardigan jacket into a turtleneck sweater: "It's also your family, just like you said."

Xiu Enai died quickly!Except for Jiang Bei.

Lin An rolled his eyes up to the sky, and as soon as his eyes returned to their normal positions, he said again: "By the way, you asked me to check the Mercedes-Benz borrowed by Tang Zhiyu in the afternoon, but the car was seized by Qian, who said What kind of collaborative investigation does not mean taking over with full authority, the right to host is still in their hands, and we will be notified if there is any progress, the surname Qian obviously wants to close the case hastily."

This is true, if not for the presence of policemen from other districts, Qian Ping would have been able to go back and write the closing report the moment Tang Zhiyu's body was discovered.

But Jiang Bei always felt that something was wrong.According to Han Wenfang, Tang Zhiyu went to Ning'an City to look for the old man, and when he found it, he called home and told Han Wenfang that he had found him and wanted to take the old man to relax.Because of this phone call, Han Wenfang thought that her son was taking his grandfather on a trip, so she didn't call the police for a few days, which led to missing the best time for investigation.

What doesn't make sense is that Tang Zhiyu took people on a tour, but swam back to Dongyang City that night, passed through the house without entering, and took people directly to Han Wenzhou's old villa.For the time being, Tang Zhiyu was considered a suspect. The phone calls were part of his plan to stabilize Han Wenfang, but the problem was that he took away not only Han Cheng, but also Cheng Qiong.

A phone call back can stabilize Han Wenfang, but what about Cheng Qiong, isn't he afraid that someone will find out that Cheng Qiong is missing in time and follow the clues to his house?In this way, the phone call could not only provide clues to the police, but also confirm Tang Zhiyu's kidnapping charge by the way.

In short, the purposes of Tang Zhiyu's kidnapping of Cheng Qiong and making phone calls are contradictory.

His head was kicked by a donkey?

What's even more strange is that he hid him in the old villa, and there was no movement for a few days. On the night when the police came to the door, he chose to use the extreme method of arson to take the lives of the two elders.

In the past two days, troubles have cropped up one after another, coupled with Qian Ping's disturbance, Jiang Bei's thoughts are a little confused, and he plans to start from the beginning, that is, the car, and Qian Ping does not want Qian Ping to move faster.

Without a hair dryer, Jiang Nan messed up Jiang Bei's wet hair, and made a style for him with water. Before being subjected to Jiang Bei's "domestic violence", Jiang Nan slipped back to the bed quickly, lying down very well.

"Who is the surname Qian?"

In other people's territory, Jiang Bei couldn't take him around, the information went off the rails, and Jiang Nan couldn't understand what they said.

Lin An told the general situation, Jiangnan immediately said "Oh~" and said: "It means that the surname Qian intends to make Tang Zhiyu a suspect in order to save trouble, not only confiscate the Mercedes-Benz, but also explicitly and secretly ask you not to intervene in this case ?”

Lin An spat: "The one with the surname Qian is a drunkard, and I will definitely join him when I'm done!"

Jiang Nan pondered for a moment: "If the person surnamed Qian really closes the case here, not only can he save trouble, but Han Wenjing's family can also follow suit. He picked up a big deal from the back of his ass, and as long as he decides that Tang Zhiyu kidnapped and set fire, he will lose his right to inherit. Han Wenjing There's no need to argue, but—"

"But she's still worried," Jiang Bei took over, "Qian Ping's thinking makes sense. Han Wenjing's chances of getting property have increased again, but she still has no idea. She even called a lawyer just now to make sure."

It stands to reason that Han Cheng's eldest son, Han Wenzhou, is dead, and the first heirs are only his daughters, Han Wenfang and Han Wenjing. Tang Zhiyu broke the law, and Han Wenfang suffered together, which will do no harm to Han Wenjing.

Besides, the clues pointed to Tang Zhiyu from the beginning, and Han Wenjing's family tried their best to lead the blame to Tang Zhiyu. Now that Tang Zhiyu was only one step away from the suspect, Han Wenjing was not only worried, but even more nervous than when he first found out that Han Cheng was missing.

What is she afraid of?

Lin An was at a loss, and couldn't connect the kidnapping, arson, and family property disputes. What's more, an irrelevant Cheng Qiong was inserted in the middle, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

His biggest question is: "Since the two of them are fighting for property, according to Han Wenfang's opinion, her son is not stupid. It is obvious that forcing the heir to make a will by coercion will lose the right of inheritance. Why does Tang Zhiyu take the risk and kidnap Han Cheng... With Aunt Cheng? Isn't he afraid that Han Cheng will turn his back on him temporarily, and the gains will outweigh the losses?"

"What if someone is smarter and more cunning than Tang Zhiyu?" Jiang Nan said.

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Nan sat up, with a smile on his lips, as if he was the real culprit: "Start from the beginning, the only heirs to the property are Han Wenfang and Han Wenjing, but Han Cheng is fickle, saying that he will donate the property to Han Wenjing's family. Then I regretted it."

"If I were Han Wenjing, I would definitely be unhappy. When I desperately want to get the property and I'm not sure what Han Cheng is thinking, I will try to kill another heir. You see, the situation is the same now. Han Wenjing has become a potential The biggest beneficiary of her, we cannot rule out her suspicion."

Hearing what he said, Lin An secretly rejoiced that Jiang Nan was an elite commander and had no inheritance to fight for him, otherwise his parents might not be able to sleep well at night.

"You want to say that maybe Han Wenjing took the lead in the whole matter, turning Tang Zhiyu into a suspect, and she became the sole heir to the property?" Lin An rubbed his chin, "But Xiao Zhang is guarding their family, where is it?" Hire others to commit crimes at the right time? Leaving aside this, like you said, Han Wenjing’s plan is perfect, she is only one step away from success, why not be nervous if you don’t set off firecrackers to celebrate?”

Back to the original question.

At this time, Jiang Bei suddenly said, "What if there is an heir? Han Wenjing's opponent is not only Han Wenfang, that's why she is nervous."

Lin An's mind was developed to the extreme, and he said in surprise: "Aunt Cheng is the illegitimate daughter left behind by Han Cheng, right?! This can explain why the other party took Aunt Cheng away, obviously because they wanted to catch all the heirs. I didn't expect Aunt Cheng to be rescued. Hiss~ This relationship is complicated."

Jiang Bei: "..."

Another material for being a screenwriter of an ethical drama.

"I want to say that the pair of silver bracelets that Qian Ping dug out at the scene of the fire today—"

"It's too complicated." Lin An was still immersed in his script, and didn't listen to what Jiang Bei said at all, "Forget it, don't guess, the eighteen generations of the Han family's ancestors have also been investigated, and the fire scene has also been investigated. , I didn’t find anything, let’s pray that Han Cheng wakes up and provides some clues, and we can’t arrest people randomly based on guesswork.”

Jiang Nan was wearing a thin hospital gown, wrapped tightly in the quilt, and said casually: "Do you think the 80-[-]-year-old old man can still wake up?"

As soon as the words fell, there was an exclamation from outside the door.

"dad!"

It was Han Wenjing who heard the voice, running in a hurry on pointed high heels: "Doctor! My dad is awake! The patient in ward 714 is awake, doctor!"

Jiangnan: "..."