Can This Case Be Solved If Everyone Likes the Suspect?

Wen Yi never expected that on her first day of training down the mountain, she would be kidnapped! She woke up at a crime scene, with a dead body lying beside her. Bad news: she became a suspect. W...

Chapter 73: Trapped in the Palm Congratulations, Director Gu, your wife is pregnant...

Chapter 73: Trapped in the Palm Congratulations, Director Gu, your wife is pregnant...

The two of them slept in the same bed at night, no one spoke, and even the silence seemed like a premeditated plan.

Wen Yi narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze fixed on a painting hanging on the bedroom wall. It was a water lily pond painted by Monet in his later years. Layers of lilies quietly blossomed in the fleeting light, like the deepest secrets of the heart, gently touched by the gaze.

Her body swayed slightly, and the paintings on the wall seemed to sway with her.

Like a sudden gust of wind, it lifted the calm surface of the pond, creating ripples on the water and stirring up the sleeping lotus in the pond.

Her breathing rose and fell with the ripples, like a floating lotus swaying in the churning water.

The mud and sand at the bottom of the pond were completely awakened, the undercurrent entwining the vines, constantly pulling, tearing, and engulfing them. The once tranquil water was churned into waves, and petals peeled away, stems and leaves twisted, disappearing into the water.

She gently closed her eyes and stopped looking at the painting.

Gu Yifeng's actions were meant to be punitive, and he himself felt quite uncomfortable. Compared to usual, he felt less pleased.

But today he insisted on experiencing this kind of pain. Physical pain would not lie. Only in this way could he prove that they completely owned each other.

Although I am clearly hurting myself and others, I feel a sense of satisfaction as if I have gotten what I wanted.

As the Director of the Tenth Bureau of the Investigation Bureau, and having just returned from vacation, Gu Yifeng should have been swamped with activity. Instead, he remained calm and composed at home. When he truly needed to attend to official business, he would hold a video conference in his study. The rest of his time was spent with her.

Whenever he was free, he would come to her, even if it was just to ask her if she was hungry or if she wanted to watch a movie together.

This seemingly sweet life lasted for many days, but Wen Yi was almost unable to hold on any longer.

During these days, Gu Yifeng personally arranged her life from morning to night: from getting up, what to eat, what to wear, what to do, everything was taken care of by him, as if nothing else was important except her affairs.

Sometimes at night, when she opened her eyes half asleep and half awake, she would find him standing there quietly in the darkness, staring at her.

She was really scared.

Influenced by him, Wen Yi has also been sleeping restlessly recently. Coupled with the spring and autumn fatigue, she often feels dizzy and sleepy during the day and can only rely on catching up on sleep to relieve her fatigue.

She felt like she was suffocating.

Why does he always have to stay with her? Doesn't he need to go to work?

Although Gu Yifeng didn't say it explicitly, she could feel that he was planning something.

Wen Yi frowned secretly. Her intuition told her that this matter was related to her, but he remained silent, which made her feel increasingly uneasy.

The two faced each other day and night, often in silence, but he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong and still stayed by her side like a shadow.

Until one day, Wen Yi suddenly realized that she had not stepped out of this house for a long time.

After returning from the underground laboratory that day, she had no contact with anyone except him!

She finally realized: This couldn't go on. How could this be considered normal companionship between a married couple? How was it any different from house arrest? No matter what he thought, she couldn't accept this arrangement.

She had felt guilty before, and her compliance and compromise these days were just to appease him, but he seemed to be increasingly morbidly wanting to keep her by his side. How could this be tolerated? She still needed to follow up on the Qingluan Mountain incident. In short, she couldn't let him control her like this.

That day, after finishing his work, Gu Yifeng took out the chess set and prepared to teach her how to play.

Wen Yi, however, pushed the chessboard aside, leaned into his arms, and gently rubbed his chest. Her voice was sweet and her tone was soft: "No, no, I don't want to play chess. It's so boring to stay at home every day. Let's go shopping. I haven't bought new clothes in a long time."

After she finished speaking, she raised her head, blinked her big eyes full of anticipation, and her eyes moved around, her acting skills were Oscar-level.

However, just as she finished speaking, Gu Yifeng's eyes moved slightly, and he did not immediately reject her: "You want to buy clothes?"

He casually picked up the laptop and handed it to her, "Here, buy it if you like it. I'll check out."

The smile on Wen Yi's lips faded a little - oh no, she forgot that she could shop online.

After thinking for a moment, she frowned slightly and pretended to be dissatisfied, "How can you buy it online? Don't you know that those pictures online are all deceptive? The products you receive are often not what you pictured!"

"I don't like buying clothes online. I have to see the real thing and try it on to know if it looks good on me, don't you think?"

She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, thinking: You have to let me go out now.

Gu Yifeng looked at her calmly, as if he could see through her little thoughts. His eyes were gentle, but as always, the emotions in them were unclear:

"I see."

He took out his phone and made a call:

"Hello, Ms. Lin, hello, could you please send your brand's latest runway and everyday styles to my wife's home so she can choose according to her size and preferences?"

"Next-day delivery is possible."

"Okay, let me ask." He put down his phone and tilted his head to look at her. "The Prxxa salesperson asked if the bag and accessories should be sent together?"

"?"

Wen Yi widened her eyes, not understanding what was going on.

"Then just send them all at once." He made the decision for her and added, "Send some in all colors, thank you!"

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yi looked at him and asked uncertainly, "What happened just now?"

"Buying clothes." Gu Yifeng said lightly, "Don't you like Prxxa's clothes the most?"

"You'll be able to see the 'real thing' tomorrow." Gu Yifeng rearranged the chessboard. "If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, just return it intact. They'll deduct the money directly from my card."

"I've bought clothes too." He raised his head and his eyes fell on her face. "Now... can we play chess?"

Wen Yi couldn't continue acting any longer: "Is this called buying clothes?"

"Why not?" In the blink of an eye, he had already picked up the chess piece and put it down. "Yiyi, it's your turn."

Wen Yi gritted her teeth and said, "Hmph, it seems he is very determined not to let her go out!"

"Gu Yifeng!"

She suddenly raised her voice: "If I go to a restaurant to eat, will you just invite the chef to my house?"

She was so angry that she raised her hand and the chessboard was overturned with a crash, and the black and white chess pieces were scattered all over the floor.

"Are you trying to illegally detain me?"

There was no anger on Gu Yifeng's face. He just looked at her calmly, then slowly leaned over, picked up the chess pieces one by one with his slender fingers, and put them back on the chessboard.

"Yiyi, I don't want to detain you. The situation outside has been turbulent recently, and I dare not let you go out." He raised his eyes and glanced at her, "I don't want you to go to Guo Qingyu for no reason."

"You even have to control who I meet?" She was almost laughing out of anger, "My dad doesn't care about me!"

"Guo Qingyu and I have different positions. You are my wife and shouldn't see him so often." He frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on her calmly. "I know you are worried about the nuclear power plant, but this matter is far more complicated than you think. It's not your area to meddle in. Don't get involved."

Wen Yi's heart beat faster, and she finally smelled the danger hidden beneath the calm surface.

"But... I can't stay at home completely." She tried to remain calm. "I didn't do anything, so how could I be in danger? I'd get sick if I was cooped up at home all the time."

"Don't worry, this won't last long." He reached out his hand, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly. "I'll take you away from here soon."

Wen Yi froze slightly in his arms. Her heart tightened, and she immediately looked up at him: "Leave here? Where to? When?"

"I've accepted a special invitation from an overseas university," he whispered. "With approval from my superiors, I'll be giving lectures as an expert on the theory and case studies of time travel, as well as a months-long exchange program. I'm currently preparing for my visa and will depart as soon as everything is ready."

He gently stroked her hair with his fingers, as if to comfort her: "We will live abroad together for a while. We will come back when the situation stabilizes."

Wen Yi was stunned. She had never expected that Gu Yifeng would make such a decision so decisively - to pack her up and take her away.

"What about your job?" she asked incredulously. "Aren't you the director of the Tenth Bureau? Can you just leave like that?"

"I can work remotely for a while, and the handover has been arranged." His voice was calm. "During this time, other people will cooperate with me to take charge of related matters."

Wen Yi frowned. "Why didn't you discuss this with me beforehand? This is clearly a matter between two people, not something you can decide on your own."

He sighed softly, "The situation is becoming increasingly complicated. I can only try my best to keep you out of danger. I don't dare take risks... because I can't afford them." He explained softly, "I didn't tell you in advance because my whereabouts are confidential and cannot be easily revealed to others, including my family."

"I hope you can understand me."

At this point, Wen Yi has lost the desire to continue communicating with him.

What else is there to say?

Nothing to say.

At dinner, Wen Yi had no appetite and just took a few bites of rice before putting down her chopsticks.

After a few minutes, she began to feel a slight tightening in her throat and breathing became increasingly difficult.

"What's wrong?" Gu Yifeng immediately realized something was wrong.

"I... am a little out of breath." She leaned back in her chair, her voice weak.

He rubbed his neck gently, trying to ease the discomfort.

But the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and lack of oxygen caused her eyes to begin to blur.

The next moment, she slipped off the chair and fell heavily to the ground.

Gu Yifeng's face suddenly changed, and he immediately rushed out of the house with her in his arms and headed straight for the hospital.

In the emergency room, the doctor saw her swollen respiratory tract and immediately diagnosed it as an acute food allergy reaction. She needed an emergency injection of epinephrine and was required to stay in the hospital for observation.

"Is Mrs. Gu allergic to any food?" the nurse asked while recording the patient's condition.

"She is allergic to peanuts." Gu Yifeng frowned, "But there are never any peanut products in the house."

Wen Yi lay on the hospital bed, eyes closed, not saying a word. After treatment, her allergic symptoms had subsided, and she was no longer seriously ill. But she simply didn't want to talk. She didn't want him to discover that everything that had happened tonight was a self-directed drama.

A moment later, the nurse came in and announced, "Mr. Gu, the doctor wants you to go to his office."

He nodded, leaned over and kissed her forehead before standing up, saying softly, "I'll be back soon."

As soon as the door closed, Wen Yi opened her eyes.

She sat up, quickly lifted the quilt, changed into her own clothes, took the small personal bag she had prepared in advance, and quietly opened the door of the ward.

Outside the door was a deserted corridor.

Her gaze slowly fell on the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the corridor. The straight figure standing facing the window was Gu Yifeng?

Had he returned from the doctor's? Why was he standing there in a daze?

She didn't know how long he stood there, but she didn't have time to wonder.

Now is the best time for her to escape.

She held her breath, quietly avoided his sight, walked towards the emergency passage, went up the stairs to the first floor, got into a taxi at the hospital entrance, and left quickly.

*

Inside the doctor's office

"How is she now? Is she okay?" Gu Yifeng's tone was not as calm as usual.

The doctor smiled and said, "The allergy is no longer a problem. I just received her blood test results. Congratulations, Director Gu, your wife is pregnant."

Gu Yifeng was stunned, with a confused look on his face at first, and then he slowly clenched his hands.

He couldn't accurately describe his feelings at the moment: shock, ecstasy, nervousness, and some other complex emotions that he couldn't sort out.

She is pregnant.

They are going to have a child, which is the continuation of their life.

After leaving the doctor's office, he felt like he was swamped by all sorts of emotions, almost unable to breathe. He could only stand alone in front of the hospital window, trying to calm down, sort out his emotions, and imagine how he would share the news with her later.

Until his mood finally calmed down, with an uncontrollable smile on his lips, he slowly walked towards her ward.

The moment he pushed open the door of the ward, the smile froze on his face.

There was only an empty bed and an IV drip in the ward.

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Author's words: Wen Yi: Running with the ball [sunglasses]

Gu Yifeng: [Angry][Angry][Angry] Why don’t you try running again?

Director: Smoke a cigarette