Xu Moran, a young female police officer, lived an ordinary life until she accidentally picked up a man on the highway. From then on, the man clung to her like glue, and her meager salary had to cov...
Xu Moran did not salute when Sun Xingchao told him to, but his posture was stiff, with his legs together and his back straight.
Sun Xingchao looked at her, and a smile actually appeared on his face, which was usually expressionless except for coldness. "Xiao Xu, am I a tiger?"
Seeing that Xu Moran was so nervous that he didn't even know where to put his hands, Sun Xingchao asked Xu Moran in a joking manner.
Although the question was a bit strange, Xu Moran shook his head and honestly replied, "Captain Sun, of course you're not a tiger."
She kept the second half of the sentence to herself: "Captain Sun, if you were a tiger, you would have been locked up in a zoo and admired by people long ago."
Even if Xu Moran had the courage, she wouldn't dare say such a joke to Sun Xingchao's face.
Sun Xingchao nodded to show his satisfaction with Xu's answer. After getting the answer to this question, he moved on to the next one, "Little Xu, since I'm not a tiger, why are you so afraid of me?"
Xu Moyi wasn't his only subordinate; among all the police stations, she was the only one who was so afraid of him.
"Captain Sun." Xu Mo swallowed hard. "I'm not afraid of you. This is just a sign of respect."
Sun Xingchao was clearly taken aback by Xu Mo's playful answer. He paused for a moment, then chuckled, "You..." He closed the documents in his hand, "When did your mouth become so glib?"
Xu Mo opened his eyes wide and said, "Captain Sun, what I just said came from the bottom of my heart."
Ugh, as soon as she said that, she almost disgusted herself.
Fortunately, Sun Xingchao didn't let Xu Moran continue talking; otherwise, if he had continued to lie through his teeth, Xu Moran might have vomited his breakfast.
"Xiao Xu," Sun Xingchao handed the documents he had been looking at to Xu Moran, "take a look at this."
Xu Mo reached out both hands to receive the documents, and Sun Xingchao laughed and said, "Are the documents heavy? You need two hands to receive them?"
Xu Moran didn't know what was wrong with Sun Xingchao today, why he kept joking with her. After successfully taking the documents, she replied to Sun Xingchao with a sentence she had already said before, "Captain Sun, the documents are not heavy. The two hands are to show my respect for you."
“Alright, I hope you can maintain your respect.” Sun Xingchao smiled at Xu Moran.
Xu Moran raised his hand to salute Sun Xingchao and replied earnestly, "Captain Sun, please rest assured, I will keep it up."
"Take a look at the documents in your hand first." Sun Xingchao looked at the documents in Xu Moran's hand and gestured for her to open them.
Xu Moran opened the documents, which were still about the Xiao family in B City. She had read these documents countless times before, and she browsed them very quickly, turning to the next page in less than a minute.
The last sentence of the entire document caught Xu Mo's attention. It read: "The current Madam Xiao, Qian Yue'e, has been searching for Xiao Anhe ever since he was injured and disappeared from the funeral. She has spent a lot of money hiring people from both the legitimate and underworld circles to look for him, but there has been no news of him since."
Sun Xingchao asked Xu Moran, "What do you think is the reason why Madam Xiao spent so much manpower and resources to find her stepson?"
Xu Mo thought for a moment, "Captain Sun, based on the information we have, Madam Xiao isn't really concerned about her adopted son, Xiao Anhe. She probably has two purposes for doing that. First, since the Xiao family has stood strong in B City for a century, and is now even more prosperous, there must be many old people who are determined to follow the Xiao family to the death. Those old people value money more than bloodline and inheritance. Although Qian Yue'e seems to be Madam Xiao, she is still a second wife and not the same as Mr. Xiao's legally wedded wife. There are many old people who are not convinced by her. For her, no matter how much those old people are a thorn in her side, she has to appease them. Her search for Xiao Anhe is just to deceive those old people. She is a qualified Madam Xiao and a qualified stepmother. Second, under the guise of finding Xiao Anhe, she secretly wants to kill him. Only when Xiao Anhe is dead can her position as Madam Xiao be completely secure, and only then can her son, Xiao Yang, rightfully take the position of the new generation head of the Xiao family."
Sun Xingchao looked at Xu Moran with admiration in his eyes, and at the same time, he didn't hold back his praise, saying to Xu Moran, "Very good, very good analysis, continue."
Xu Moran closed the file. "Captain Sun, it seems that Xiao Anhe should still be alive."
Otherwise, Qian Yue'e wouldn't have gone to such lengths to find someone, even using connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles.
Moreover, there was something else she kept to herself: her intuition told her that since Xiao Anhe lost his mother at a young age and had a stepmother like Qian Yue'e who always saw him as a thorn in her side, the fact that he not only survived but also studied both economics and medicine showed that he was no ordinary person.
She wasn't at the funeral where the incident occurred, but she heard from her colleagues who were lurking there that Xiao Anhe, as the eldest son of the Xiao family, had no sense of security at all and was stabbed.
There's a saying that goes, "The more dangerous the place, the safer it is." This applies to Xiao Anhe. He should know better than anyone that the funeral of Mr. Xiao was like a dragon's den or a tiger's lair for him. So why was he still completely unprepared?
Without a doubt, there is only one answer: he did it on purpose.
The supposedly clever Qian Yue'e was nothing but a clown in his eyes.
Some might say that Xiao Anhe, despite his high IQ, is simply lacking in safety awareness. Xu Moran would definitely spit in his face and say, "If you're so capable, go and try applying to an American business school, then a medical school, and even study the most difficult field of neurosurgery."
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