"Captain Xiang, this guy is as tough as nails. It’s hard to get anything out of him."
Xiang Chenyan gazed at the electronic screen, watching Xu Lang sitting alone in the interrogation room.
His ntal resilience was solid; ordinary interrogation techniques were useless on him.
Yesterday, Feng Qiang had hurriedly approached him, claiming soone wanted to kill him and accusing Xu Lang of instructing him to poison Feng Chi.
Xiang Chenyan had naturally heard the rumors swirling about Feng Chi’s cause of death in the past two days and, already suspicious, paid close attention to it.
Xiang Chenyan made a swift decision: "Summon Feng Qiang for questioning."
"Officer, I’ve confessed everything I know. Does this count as turning myself in? Can I get a lighter sentence?"
Xiang Chenyan held the corner of a piece of fabric sealed in a bag, the pale blue material showing faint traces of watermarks.
"The test results are in. It’s indeed digoxin extract, but this alone isn’t enough to convict Xu Lang."
Feng Qiang was stunned, incredulous. "Isn’t my testimony enough?"
"These evidences prove only your guilt, not Xu Lang’s. Do you understand?"
Feng Qiang looked as if he was going through an ordeal.
"I’m rather curious," Xiang Chenyan’s eyes deepened.
"You didn’t even leave evidence against the person who instructed you to murder. So how did you think to find this evidence at the cri scene after the incident? After all, the police searched three tis and found nothing. How do you explain that?"
As his tone intensified, Xiang Chenyan suddenly slamd his hand on the table.
Feng Qiang turned pale with fright, trembling uncontrollably.
His mouth fell open as fear and uncertainty flickered in his eyes.
*
Leaving the interrogation room, Xiang Chenyan pulled out a cigarette.
His subordinate was about to light it when Xiang Chenyan frowned, "What are you doing?"
The subordinate froze, quickly retracting his hand.
"Captain Xiang, you’re as perceptive as ever. If what Feng Qiang said is true, soone saved him and gave him the evidence. That person is highly suspicious, right? Could they be trying to fra Xu Lang as an enemy?"
"It’s possible, but in criminal investigations, you must consider the issues dialectically. The mysterious person behind this has two motives: First, they set a trap for Xu Lang to fall into. Second, they’re seeking justice for Feng Chi. Otherwise, the truth behind Feng Chi’s death may never co to light."
"So they could also be a good person?"
Xiang Chenyan smirked, a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Whether soone is good or bad is rely a matter of perspective.
Xiang Chenyan had been handling cases for years. While his skills were remarkable, he relied more on his keen instincts.
The mysterious person’s motives weren’t so simple; there might be another plan behind it all.
Soon enough, the true intention would be revealed.
"Captain, it’s lunchti. What would you like to eat? I’ll have Xiao Wang order it."
A policeman carrying a al tray walked past, brushing shoulders with Xiang Chenyan.
Xiang Chenyan was about to reply when sothing occurred to him. His eyes focused, and he suddenly turned around.
The officer pushed open the door to Feng Qiang’s interrogation room and walked inside.
His subordinate, noticing his interest, casually explained, "Delivering als to the suspect. The food has been checked by a specialist, so you can be assured."
The officer exited Feng Qiang’s interrogation room and entered the room where Xu Lang was detained, carrying the remaining al tray.
Xiang Chenyan furrowed his brows, sothing crossing his mind, as he sprinted forward, heading straight to Xu Lang’s interrogation room.
"Oh no, sothing serious is going to happen..." His subordinate exclaid in alarm, quickly following.
*
Xie Beichun was anxiously waiting for news at the company.
"Mr. Xie, the shareholders have arrived," the secretary ca in to report.
The stock price of Xie Group had been affected, leading the shareholders to convene a board eting, demanding an explanation from him.
These old folks seize any chance to pull him down.
Xie Beichun’s expression turned grim; he would never give them this opportunity.
Dressed formally, Xie Beichun attended the board eting. Those veteran slickers fell silent upon seeing him, intimidated by his past authority.
Just as Xie Beichun was about to speak, a laughing voice suddenly rang out.
"Am I late?"
Xie Beichun whirled around, his sharp gaze landing on the person at the door.
The shareholders curiously scrutinized him.
He was a very slim young man with golden blond hair, fair-skinned, with sunglasses perched on a high nose bridge, covering nearly half of his face.
He wore a brown printed leather jacket and light blue wide-leg jeans, with custom canvas shoes on his feet, showcasing his slender and tall figure. Leaning against the doorfra, he crossed his arms, appearing casual yet refined, trendy yet not lacking sophistication.
At first glance, he seed overwhelmingly radiant, like a big celebrity from sowhere.
"Did you... co to the wrong place?" a shareholder asked.
The man stepped inside and sat down in the empty seat on Xie Beichun’s right hand.
Xie Beichun’s pupils contracted slightly.
The seating arrangents for the shareholders held aning; the closer they sat to him, the more shares they held.
This seat belonged to a major shareholder who hadn’t attended the board etings recently due to health issues.
"Allow to introduce myself. My na is Amos, the new shareholder of Xie Group."
As he spoke, he took off his sunglasses.
A collective gasp of surprise echoed in the eting room.
It was an exceptionally delicate and beautiful face, but even more captivating were those azure blue eyes, reminiscent of the clear sky and deep ocean, both distant and serene.
No one spoke for a mont in the conference room until Xie Beichun was the first to react.
He fixed a wary gaze on the striking young man in front of him: "A new shareholder? What’s this joke...?"
A docunt was thrown onto the table before him.
A shareholder on the opposite side quickly picked it up and glanced over it: "Old Xie transferred his shares to him. Along with so scattered shares, he now..."
The words abruptly stopped, giving Xie Beichun a aningful look.
The share percentage was now equal to Xie Beichun’s.
Veins bulged on Xie Beichun’s forehead; he had been expanding territories outside, only to be tripped up by his own people.
Oh, fantastic!
The young man slouched lazily in the chair, "The procedures for changing the shares are pretty cumberso. If no one objects, I’ll let my secretary handle it."
No one responded at once, their eyes all on Xie Beichun.
This suddenly appearing young man was obviously incomparable to Xie Beichun, who had controlled Xie Group for decades.
At critical monts, people still knew what was significant.
Xie Beichun sneered, "I disagree."
Anding bylaws required the chairman’s signature, and without Xie Beichun’s consent, changes couldn’t proceed.
The young man raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly, "Mr. Xie, soon you won’t have a say."
Xie Beichun’s face turned livid, glaring angrily, "Young man, don’t overestimate yourself..."
Just then, soone knocked on the eting room door.
When Xiang Chenyan walked in, Xie Beichun’s mind went blank with a buzz.
The entire eting room exploded with activity.
When Xie Beichun was embarrassingly escorted out, everyone remained stunned in their seats, unable to fathom the situation.
Except for the young man with blond hair leisurely sitting in the chair, playing with his sunglasses, relaxed and composed.
Xiang Chenyan took a long, deep look at him, then turned and left in large strides.
The eting room returned to silence.
The young man clicked his tongue, "Those who commit injustice are dood to destruction. Everyone, be sure to learn from this, be decent people, understood?"
Not knowing why everyone responded back in unison, and upon realizing they had been reprimanded by this young man, their expressions beca indescribably awkward.
"Well, next we shall discuss the candidate for new chairman."
Invisibly, he had sohow beco the backbone for the shareholders.
The shareholders looked at each other. Thinking back on the young man’s earlier cryptic words, followed by Xie Beichun being taken for investigation,
it seed unlikely to be a coincidence.
They observed the young man with the golden hair — truly young, indeed handso.
Yet, at this mont, he exuded an air of profound depth.
Clearly, he ca prepared.
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