Wen Jingwan was a little sad. Her father had finally come to see her, but she and her husband couldn't stay with him and made him worry. She also didn't want her father and daughter to leave. Naturally, her bad mood was written all over her face.

Wen Songtao could tell his daughter was upset, so he sat down next to her and started comforting her.

Jiang Qiao sighed. It was always like this. Whenever they separated, her mother and father would be in a bad mood. She didn't want it to be like this either.

Who wouldn't want to grow up carefree by their parents' side? But reality is what it is, and sometimes she has no choice in the matter. She did want to bring Qiao Jie over.

But the old man is too old, and it's too cold here. It can't compare to where they live. If she were to let the old man come over, that would be selfish of her.

With Wen Songtao's words of comfort, Jiang Qiao stopped talking about anything else. She was a little tired and quickly went to lie down on the kang (a heated brick bed) for a while.

Cooking for several people is no easy task, and she fell asleep as soon as she lay down.

Wen Songtao glanced at his sleeping granddaughter and said, "Look at your daughter. She's been busy taking care of everything since she came here. It's easy for you to be a child. You should learn from her and make things easier for her."

Speaking of this, Wen Jingwan felt quite ashamed. She knew her shortcomings, and her daughter's arrival made up for them. She also wanted her daughter to enjoy the love of her parents. However, thinking about it, she felt sorry for her child.

"Dad, do you think I've let my child down too much? I didn't take care of her when she was little, but now that she's here, she's the one who's taken care of us the most. Thinking about it, I don't feel good about it."

Wen Songtao patted his daughter's shoulder. "That's why Dad is worried. Why didn't I let you learn all of these things back then? What will you two do if this baby is born?"

It's not that Dad doesn't want to help you take care of the child, but you know our current situation. If the child goes there, we'll probably be implicated and suffer along with them. Qiao'er also has to take care of the other side and go to school.

So, you can only rely on yourselves. Your father-in-law has already raised two children. How can you ask him to continue taking care of your children, not to mention the place he lives now?

I brought you the swaddle blanket and other things your mother made for the baby. I'll also give you some money. You should hire someone to help take care of the baby. You need to discuss this person carefully with Zhengfeng. Jiang Qiao's incident happened once, that was enough. The child can't afford any mishaps, understand?

Wen Jingwan nodded. "Dad, if it really doesn't work out, I'll take a leave of absence and stay home to take care of the baby. I'll definitely take good care of this one. You and Mom, please be well too, nothing can happen to you."

After chatting for a while, Wen Songtao told his daughter to rest quickly, as the pregnant woman was the most important person to take care of, and the baby hadn't slept all night. Getting her health back was the most important thing.

Jiang Qiao took Wen Songtao and his daughter to the hospital to visit Gu Zhengfeng, but unexpectedly, she saw Song Zhi there.

"Song Bobo? Hehe, Happy New Year, Uncle! What brings you here?"

Song Zhi saw Jiang Qiao and gave a bitter smile. "Why can't I come? Your father is in such a state, how could I not come to see him? Besides, it's the New Year, so I'm coming back to take your aunt and the others with me."

Uncle, sister-in-law, you two chat first, I'll take the children outside to talk—"

Jiang Qiao and Song Junqiang were taken outside by Song Zhi. Jiang Qiao still had questions to ask.

"Uncle, how's your case going?"

Song Zhi pulled Jiang Qiao and his son to sit beside him. "Don't mention it. That person did speak, but he only said he was helping someone transport a corpse inside. He didn't kill the person; someone made him do it."

So we conducted an experiment, and according to that person's account, it didn't match up at all. When we went back to interrogate him, he had committed suicide, so the case couldn't be investigated any further.

"Suicide?"

Jiang Qiao frowned and muttered to herself, "Something sounds a bit strange to me. Why did this person choose this time to commit suicide? Have we found out who this person is? Also, is this a real suicide attempt or a fake one?"

With a smile, Song Zhi explained, "This person's file seems fine, but we had someone check it. There was a gap in his record. It was said that he went out to apprentice with someone, but we checked and found that he only studied for half a year, and then he disappeared for two years."

Furthermore, the night before his suicide, he had a conflict with an inmate in the detention center. That inmate suffered a ruptured spleen and died after being taken to the hospital. The inmate then committed suicide that same night. However, we also doubt the authenticity of this suicide claim, as we currently have no other evidence. We have already sent people to investigate discreetly.

Song Junqiang felt overwhelmed when he heard this: "Why are there so many things happening at once?"

Jiang Qiao nodded knowingly. "So you didn't just come back this time to see my dad and pick up people, did you?"

Song Zhi smiled and nodded, "Yes, after hearing about what happened here, I also want to communicate with the Municipal Bureau to see if there are any commonalities between the two cases."

Jiang Qiao didn't continue on that issue; instead, she asked about the incident itself.

"Uncle, who do you think committed this bombing? What was their motive? Have they escaped yet?"

Song Zhizhen did know something about this. "As far as I know, it wasn't just an explosion. It seems they also opened fire on the crowd. So, I suspect they didn't have time to escape at all, because the troops were mobilized immediately, blocking all the roads and imposing martial law in the city. I estimate it's only a matter of time before they are caught."

As they were talking, they saw people in the hospital setting up tables outside. Jiang Qiao was puzzled and asked Song Junqiang to run over and ask what they were doing in this cold weather.

Song Junqiang returned quickly. "I heard that there's a shortage of beds in city hospitals, so we're transferring a group of patients here."

Jiang Qiao sneered, "Uncle, what you just said might not be true—"

Song Zhi wasn't stupid. When Jiang Qiao said that, his brain started working, and then a flash of inspiration struck him.

"That's right, how come we didn't think of that? Girl, you two stay here and keep watch for me. Once they arrive, you two keep an eye on them and don't let anyone leave. I'll report this to the leader right away."

Song Zhi ran into the house and made two phone calls, one to the county public security bureau and the other to Qian Bicheng.

"What? You mean to say that there might be enemy agents mixed in with the wounded soldiers being transferred here?"

Song Zhi hummed in agreement. "It's a 50/50 chance. This time, I want your full cooperation. Once someone gets on the bus, they can't get off. Armed escort. Remember, you need to have plenty of manpower, and some clever people."