Chapter 72 Online Romance with a Bad Beta 25: Is Love Really That Interesting?

There weren't many people in the police station, but it wasn't deserted either. Some people had already received the news and were constantly looking around in the lobby.

The police reports we received today caused quite a stir; we haven't received such serious cases in a long time.

Not only did they rear-end each other, they also chased and attacked each other.

The purpose was to find Xi Congshuang, who was scheduled to return to Red Tea Star today, inside the spacecraft.

Hiring someone to assassinate the future head of a pharmaceutical company—this woman who practically owns half of Red Tea Star—makes it sound like a TV drama.

The scene, which seemed like something out of a TV drama, actually played out in real life, and it happened right in the Mars area. The bureau chief, who was preparing to get a promotion based on his five years of achievements, was furious and ordered the team leader to resolve the matter within three days.

The team leader, his face covered in saliva, walked out of the bureau chief's office, striding forward with the look of someone owed eight million star coins, thinking to himself that he must have chosen the wrong name.

When she was born, her mother hoped she would have a bright and calm heart like jade, so she was named Lian Feixin. As a result, she was admitted to the police academy and came to work in the Yinghuo District, where she has an inexhaustible heart.

Her name became her shortest prophecy, which began to come true from the moment she was born.

Every day since arriving in the Yinghuo District, she has thought about changing her name. In her next life, she doesn't want to be called Feixin anymore; she'd prefer to have the surname Bu and be called Bu Feixin.

She raised her hand to wipe the invisible pressure and irritation from her face, and looked at the little chatterbox following behind her: "How's it going in the interrogation room?"

The young policewoman said quickly, "The suspect refused to confess, but our colleagues in the forensic department analyzed that the seized weapons were assembled guns made from various self-purchased parts, and the two aircraft that were towed back were also assembled."

Lian Feixin's head ached from listening: "The murder weapon was assembled by themselves, the vehicle was also assembled, everything was pieced together from different sources. Even when they were about to kill someone, they couldn't forget their love for Lego? If I had known they liked building things so much, I would have bought two boxes of Lego and built these three things until I was sick of them."

The intern, a complete idiot, didn't dare to say a word, staring blankly at his boss, whose head was practically steaming.

Then she whispered, "Sir, you forgot, there are only two of us left now."

The crisp sound of her footsteps stopped, and the policewoman suddenly felt a heavy, almost tangible gaze fall on the top of her head.

"..."

The policewoman was immediately drenched in sweat.

Then she heard Lian Feixin say, "A hellish joke? Interesting."

The policewoman was still young and hadn't yet reached the level of being a seasoned veteran capable of accurately analyzing the mood behind every smiling remark. In her moment of over-nervousness, she mistook her superior's smirk for a sign of goodwill.

"Is it that funny? You're laughing because that person didn't confess or not."

"..." No way.

The policewoman immediately stopped laughing; it turned out the joke wasn't funny at all.

Of the three perpetrators, one is dead, one is crippled, and the third is still alive and passively coping in the interrogation room.

The remaining perpetrator was unexpectedly stubborn, ignoring all the questioning tactics the interrogating officers used. It was as if he had been turned into a robot after being hit once, only able to repeat one sentence: "I'll talk if Xi Congshuang comes."

Such words, which were clearly meant to imply some kind of transaction, were temporarily ignored by the officers of the Yinghuo District. They were not yet at their wits' end and would not adopt this strategy.

It's just that we haven't encountered such a stubborn criminal in a long time. Are we waiting for the mastermind behind the scenes to come and save him?

Lian Feixin reached out her hand: "Information."

The policewoman handed the documents she had retrieved to Lian Feixin, and the rustling sound of her flipping through the documents filled the air.

Lian Feixin: "A Lun, a beta male, was born into a well-off family in the Sixth Star System. He was diagnosed with a genetic disorder at a young age and had a criminal record for harming classmates since elementary school. In junior high school, he took out loans to spend money and participated in local gang fights. Later, he was heavily in debt and beat his parents when he couldn't get money from them. His family called the police and he was arrested and detained in a juvenile detention center for a period of time."

The policewoman silently continued in her mind, echoing what Lian Feixin had read aloud: "Three months later, after being released from prison, A Lun killed his parents and fled to a remote star with the remaining money. He was a member of the Vulture Star Pirate Gang."

"His resume is truly impressive. He has two lives on his hands and betrayed the Federation. He can't escape either of them. Keeping quiet is just a death throes." With a flick of his hand, the documents fell back into the policewoman's hands.

Lian Feixin pushed open the interrogation room door, the loud noise startling the people inside.

Without even looking at the other person's reaction, she strode in and sat down, raising her chin at the person next to her: "I said, you continue taking notes."

After the initial panic subsided, Ah Lun remained defiant, saying, "I told you, let Xi..."

Unexpectedly, Lian Feixin interrupted on the spot: "Interstellar law also stipulates that multiple crimes should be punished concurrently. Let's not talk about the pursuit today, but about your betrayal of the Federation and joining the Vulture Star Pirates."

"..."

Since Xi Congshuang expressed her willingness to cover all repair costs, the speed of the response in Yinghuo District lived up to her generosity, and the results were received in the afternoon.

It was already quite an achievement for Xi Lianghan to be able to gather these two or three undesirable individuals. If he hadn't repeatedly assured them that he would handle things properly, he might not have been able to recruit the remaining two undesirable individuals.

Moreover, Xi Lianghan offered them generous compensation. They would carry out the assassination under the pretext of seeking revenge for the company's ineffective drugs. He would also find a way to rescue them from prison and replace them with death row inmates.

Moreover, they can live openly and legitimately under a completely new identity afterward. For someone of Xi Lianghan's status, it wouldn't be too difficult to get someone else an identity.

These men had also committed crimes within the Vulture Pirates. Their leader specifically ordered their deaths, and no other pirate crews were willing to take them in. With nowhere else to turn, they made contact with the scheming Xi Lianghan and joined forces with him.

Even Fei Xin felt a little sorry for the woman in front of her: "Miss Xi is also surrounded by men who are eyeing her covetously."

"..."

Xi Congshuang nodded silently, and then, under the worried gazes of those around her, slowly lowered her head, as if she were very disappointed.

Tan Yicheng's heart tightened, and her lowered hand twitched. She wanted to comfort him, but didn't know what to do.

Before he could even touch Xi Congshuang's wrist, his hand was grabbed and held tightly.

"Thank goodness you're here, I feel much better," Xi Congshuang said softly.

Tan Yicheng's protective instincts surged instantly, and he reached out with his other hand to take hers, saying in the gentlest tone, "It's alright, it's alright."

It's clear that she rarely comforts others or shows her tenderness; her tone and movements appear somewhat stiff.

Xi Congshuang was very pleased with this and showed an expression of deep gratitude.

"..."

Lian Feixin instantly stopped sympathizing with Xi Congshuang and started to sympathize with Tan Yicheng beside her, feeling that one day Xi Congshuang would take advantage of her without her even realizing it.

If it weren't for the venue restrictions, she suspected that Xi Congshuang would have offered a hug to comfort him, and then completely charmed that alpha who had never seen the wickedness of human nature.

For a woman who can calmly shoot in that environment, this is a minor matter; on a larger scale, it might even be a good thing.

Lian Feixin was so busy all day that she didn't even have the energy to curse. She quickly drank some water and went out again.

Just then, Xi Lianghan, who had been summoned, was escorted into the police station lobby. His suit and leather shoes were wrinkled from being dragged there. He always cared about his appearance, but being dragged here from the company like this made him lose all his dignity.

He was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged. He shouted, "This, this is all slander! It's an absolute frame-up!"

However, the police always emphasize evidence when handling cases. They can't just relax their attitude because someone shouts that they are innocent. Based on everyone's experience, most people who shout out their grievances for no reason are guilty.

Xi Lianghan's struggles were in vain, and he was taken into the interrogation room.

Madam Xi arrived in a hurry, her hair disheveled. She immediately spotted Xi Congshuang talking to someone in the corner.

She immediately forgot about bribing the police officers to treat her husband better and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Xi Congshuang, the culprit.

"Cong Shuang!" Xi Cong Shuang couldn't hear the first sentence; she was deaf in her right ear and didn't react.

Madam Xi gritted her teeth and stomped her high heels at lightning speed, stopping the other person before they could leave.

Xi Congshuang remained indifferent: "What is it?"

How dare you ask what's wrong?

Doesn't she know what she's done?

Madam Xi: "Ever since your parents died, your uncle has worked tirelessly to protect your family business. How many years has it been, and you're already trying to use him and then discard him, trying to frame him with some fabricated charges?"

Xi Congshuang's gaze remained indifferent and unmoved; the expected anger did not materialize.

Tan Yicheng almost couldn't remember who the person who had just been chased in the air, experiencing a 2v1 situation in the aircraft and a 3v1 situation with the assassin, was.

If one were unaware of the situation, they might actually be moved by Madam Xi's passionate words and unable to help but condemn Xi Congshuang's excessive indifference.

Noticing that many eyes were looking this way, Madam Xi felt a little more confident: "All these years your heart has not been in the company, you have put all the burden on your uncle. He also said that you are still heartbroken and have tried your best to maintain the former glory."

"Yes, he's getting older and has made some mistakes. Can't you take pity on your uncle for the sake of our years of friendship?"

The secrets of wealthy families always attract a lot of attention. Gossiping is cheap, and everyone around stops what they're doing and listens carefully.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but think, "Wow, that's a huge surprise!"

Quick-thinking onlookers started searching for what this meant and actually found a bunch of news articles.

All the claims about Xi Lianghan missing his elder brother and paying respects to him every year are supported by photographs; Xi Lianghan being photographed falling ill at work and going to the hospital is also supported by photographs; Xi Congshuang being accused of indulging in debauchery and abandoning her lover is also supported by photographs.

Putting two completely contradictory pieces of news together does indeed make Xi Congshuang appear rather pathetic.

The only positive news is that not long ago, Xi Congshuang took the initiative to destroy a batch of drugs that had not yet been released for sale, which is the only correct thing she has done in recent years.

However, many netizens believe that it was probably Xi Lianghan who proposed this idea, but the credit has simply been transferred.

This is the effect of long-term marketing brainwashing.

"..."

In the lobby, a love robot had lost all its data due to a malfunction. The young man, who claimed that even if he was given a new robot, he would still be in pain as if his wife had died because of the loss of his memory, stopped threatening suicide. He looked at the AI ​​in shock, then looked over here.

There is no more effective remedy than gossip.

However, this is something that Xi Congshuang has never been able to understand. She believes more in the principle of striking first and whether reputation is really that important.

As long as she lives, she will be the future head of the pharmaceutical industry.

No matter how hard Xi Lianghan worked or how great his achievements were, he could at most be called a "virtuous minister," and he did not provide any substantial help in seizing power. Xi Congshuang would always have absolute control over the shares.

Clearly, Xi Lianghan finally understood this principle. It took him three years to realize that as long as Xi Congshuang lived, he would never get this position.

Amidst the intense attention, Xi Congshuang turned to Tan Yicheng and said, "Do you know?"

Tan Yicheng answered after a beat of delay, "Huh?"

Xi Congshuang: "She used to be a stage actress. She won many awards. As a pillar of the stage, she also left a photo of herself in the Mingzhu Theater."

The person in a calm tone raised a hand and gave a thumbs up: "I've seen her old videos. Her acting skills are very good. I've been feeling regretful lately about why she chose to retire from the stage after getting married. Her temperament is perfect for villainous and psychologically complex characters."

"..."

Tan Yicheng didn't know what others thought, but she was certain that Xi Congshuang was sincere.

She genuinely enjoys watching melodramatic dramas and also genuinely believes that portraying a character like Madam Xi would be very engaging.

Tan Yicheng, realizing that he could seamlessly connect with Xi Congshuang's thought process: "..."

Oh no.

Madam Xi's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xi Congshuang's attitude toward Madam Xi grew even colder. "From now on, if you say another word to me, I will add another charge: abuse of power for personal gain, embezzlement, selling trade secrets, or illegal tax evasion through a small company under Future Pharmaceuticals' name. You choose one."

Who said her heart wasn't in the company? She sounds like she knows the company very well, and she also knows her uncle Xi Lianghan very well.

The lady fell silent instantly, like a goose being choked, unable to utter a sound.

The way she looked at Xi Congshuang was as if she were looking at some unfamiliar being, almost like a monster, terrifying.

Looking at it this way, everyone understood what was going on. They thought it was a case of misunderstanding a loyal minister, but it turned out they hadn't arrested the wrong person.

If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place.

Xi Congshuang spoke so clearly, so she probably has evidence on hand. I don't know how she collected it all.

She was clearly not at the company during this period.

*

Leaving the hall and finally breathing in the fresh air, Tan Yicheng slowly exhaled the frustration in her chest.

The sunset on the horizon was vibrant, dyeing the entire sky a pinkish-orange hue, like a beautifully presented cocktail.

"I'm sorry, today is supposed to be your follow-up appointment," Xi Congshuang said from behind her.

Tan Yicheng was about to suggest rescheduling, as she still had her medication and wasn't in a hurry.

To cooperate with the investigation, the women involved are not allowed to leave the central star for 72 hours and may need to return at any time to go through the procedures.

Looking back, Xi Congshuang was raising her wrist to contact someone: "We'll have to have someone invite Professor Wei Lin to the hospital on Central Star for you to have an examination."

Tan Yicheng: "A hospital? You have a hospital here too?"

Xi Congshuang: "Yes, the hospitals I invest in don't mind using my facilities."

Lian Feixin, who was passing by: "..."

Damn it, I'm an alpha too. Holy Mother, why don't you see if I have a chance?

I don't want to bother with trivial matters anymore.

Lian Feixin shook her head, still holding her nutrient solution in her mouth, and quickly left. Looking at her any longer would only add to her sorrow.

Her colleagues who passed by were surprised by her somber expression, thinking she had encountered some major trouble with the case. They all avoided her as if they were hiding from something, so as not to provoke her.

Lian Feixin, completely unaware of this, rushed through the scene.

With Xi Lianghan, the huge source of trouble, dealt with, the people on Hongchaxing became much more efficient, and they brought him over the very next day.

On this day, Xi Congshuang also had to go to the police station to submit more evidence along with her assistant and lawyer.

Once Xi Lianghan goes in, there's virtually no chance he'll come out. When Mr. Weng from Hongchaxing heard about this, he was happy to kick him while he was down.

One major case uncovered another economic case, keeping both sides unusually busy.

In Lian Feixin's mind, Xi Congshuang was like someone who didn't know how to play poker but had incredibly good luck. No matter what cards the opponent played, she could easily suppress them with the cards she threw out.

Then she realized that Xi Congshuang didn't just not understand; she understood it all too well.

She was simply cutting flesh with a dull knife, a slow and agonizing torture.

Xi Lianghan will never know what Xi Congshuang will come up with next, which will increase his sentence again and send him to an increasingly outdated prison.

He could only continue to wait in endless despair, unable to know what Xi Congshuang would bring up next. There was no death penalty in interstellar space; he could only suffer in silence.

After thinking it through, Lian Feixin took a big gulp of coffee to calm her nerves, then was startled by the bitterness of the unsweetened coffee and jumped up to look for condensed milk and sugar.

"I've already suffered enough while handling cases, I can't suffer anymore, candy, give me candy—"

It was a passing policewoman who noticed and gave her the extra condensed milk and sugar she had accidentally taken, saving her superior's life.

Having finished her business and handed the rest over to her assistant, Xi Congshuang passed by and said to Gloria, "Officer Lian just has a bit of a temper. Don't worry about what she says. Just focus on solving our problem. She's reliable..."

Before they could finish speaking, the group passed by the office and glanced at the chaotic scene inside. They remained silent for a moment, pretending not to have seen anything.

Xi Congshuang suddenly sped up and left, and Gloria chased after her: "President Xi, you...?"

Could it be that she can't accept having such a person handle her case, and is starting to avoid it?

That doesn't seem like it; the boss isn't that sensitive.

Xi Congshuang said, "It's almost time, I need to go to the hospital to find her."

Gloria: "..." Oh, I almost forgot about Miss Tan who wasn't here today.

As soon as she finished speaking, an aircraft stopped in front of the police station and automatically opened its hatch. Xi Congshuang bent down and sat inside.

The aircraft came and went quickly, disappearing into the horizon in an instant.

Gloria looked up and gazed into the distance, marveling at how strange it was.

Gloria knew without her saying it that the boss was referring to as "her".

This is the first time I've seen my boss so nervous and concerned about someone. Is love really that interesting?

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