An Moxue drove Zhang Jing out of the Xiong Shi Group and headed straight for the military region headquarters.

Zhang Jing asked in the car, "Mo Xue, what are your thoughts on this case?"

An Moxue kept her eyes straight ahead, holding the steering wheel firmly. "What does Uncle Zhang think?"

He turned to look at her and said very seriously, "This person is very clever. I once suspected you. But, the leader said that you were still abroad at that time."

An Moxue didn't even raise an eyebrow, saying, "My return this time was all a coincidence, especially the trip to Kyoto, which I never expected. To be honest, Uncle Zhang, I wish it were me, so I could personally avenge my parents. What a pity! But, the rumors say it was them, right? What reason do you have to doubt that it wasn't superhuman? I have witnessed superhuman behavior that surpasses human understanding; things in this world are truly unpredictable!"

"The notes—they all received notes before they died, and they were arranged to meet together."

Is there empirical evidence?

"No, there are witnesses, but we didn't see a single note."

"That's strange. There should be at least one of the six strips!"

"That's the strange thing."

Is there anything else?

"The leaves on the tree were damaged, and there were two trees, so it was perfect to tie a rope to them and stand in the middle."

"This person must have excellent balance, but it doesn't make sense to face six highly trained soldiers. Didn't any of them notice?"

"That's exactly what's puzzling me. Also, their wounds are all between their eyebrows, and we can't figure out what kind of weapon they were. Anyway, there are a lot of suspicious points."

"Is it possible that it's because I was one of my parents who did it?"

"Stop joking, okay? How could that be? We are all successors of the proletariat, don't be superstitious."

"Yes, yes, I understand, don't worry!"

The two stopped talking about the case and Zhang Jing asked about his work.

"How's your work? Is it stressful? If you feel too much pressure, once the truth of the case comes out and the danger is over, I'll have Chief Guan talk to the higher-ups and get you a more relaxed administrative job, the kind where you sit in an office."

An Moxue smiled happily at this moment, "Uncle Zhang, no need, I quite like this job. Every time I complete a task, I feel a sense of mission. I think that the mountains and rivers are safe and sound, everything is being rebuilt, and the people are living in peace and health, which my father wrote in his will, is also part of my achievement."

"good!"

The two remained silent until they got out of the car. Only then did Zhang Jing speak: "The commander always talks about you when he sees me. He must be very happy to see you this time."

“I often think of you when I’m working. So many people have given me warmth and made me move forward even when I’m lonely.”

"You silly child, isn't this what we should do? We just didn't do it well enough, it wasn't perfect."

As they were talking, the two reached the door. Just as Zhang Jing was about to knock, a voice came from inside, "The door is open again, what are you doing standing at the door!" They had obviously seen them.

Zhang Jing smiled and joked, "Oh, I'm only getting in because of Mo Xue. Every time I come here, I have to knock before I can even get in, and wait for your instructions!"

The two entered the room. An Moxue stood ramrod straight and saluted Guan Changchun. "Reporting, Sergeant An Moxue reporting to you."

"Good! You have the same style as your father. Sit down."

An Moxue didn't sit down. Instead, she placed the bag on Guan Changchun's desk, opened it, and took out a small, exquisite porcelain bottle—clearly a fine product. She handed it to Guan Changchun, saying, "Uncle Guan, this is a health-preserving pill prescribed by a renowned old doctor. It's very suitable for you to take now. It contains ginseng that's over a hundred years old and many other high-quality medicinal herbs. I told him about your physical characteristics, and he specially formulated it. Take it first, and if it works, I'll get you more. You'll know who to ask then!" After saying this, An Moxue winked at him.

Guan Changchun laughed immediately, and laughed heartily. "You little rascal, you're getting more and more mischievous. I can't do anything with you. I'll eat it, okay?"

An Moxue smiled and said, "Okay, that's good. There are no dietary restrictions. Just one pill a day is enough."

After An Moxue finished speaking, she sat back down in her seat.

Guan Changchun put down the medicine bottle, placed the bag under the table, and said, "It's better to be lucky than early; we just happened to be there for this case."

"It was partly by chance, and partly due to the care and support of my superiors; otherwise, I might not have gone to Kyoto this time."

See, just by listening to this, you can tell that she is well-liked by the leader, who has given her preferential treatment and even wants her to be involved, since the matter involves her parents.

Talented people will be valued wherever they go.

Guan Changchun and Zhang Jing were even happier. No matter what, this was their soldier's son. Even in other places, he was still shining and contributing. How could they not be happy?

Guan Changchun asked, "Is it fake?"

An Moxue smiled faintly, "It might last a few days."

"Then go join the investigation team for a few days? No one cares more about your parents' affairs than you do."

"Thank you, Uncle Guan, that suits me perfectly. Shall I go report for duty this afternoon?"

"OK."

Zhang Jing then spoke up: "Sir, shouldn't we ask our superiors for instructions?"

How could things be so simple?

Guan Changchun noticed his confusion and explained, "This is all thanks to Mo Xue's own hard work and outstanding achievements. She even made it to the Heavenly Court and was specifically mentioned by the leaders. So it was something she earned herself."

Zhang Jing looked at An Moxue as if she were a rare treasure, "Moxue, what big thing have you done?"

An Moxue was about to say something when he quickly stopped her, "No, I just wanted to say something to vent my excitement. I know how serious this is, and I don't want to know what you did."

An Moxue looked at Zhang Jing, then at Guan Changchun, and said, "Uncle Zhang, don't worry, I remember the confidentiality regulations. But, if even the top leaders get involved, will my parents' case ever be cleared? Can I request to see Zhu Zhen? I heard he's currently under investigation in isolation?"

An Moxue immediately launched into a major attack, leaving Guan Changchun and Zhang Jing exchanging bewildered glances. They both looked at An Moxue, and finally Zhang Jing spoke up: "Moxue, there's no solid evidence to prove Zhu Zhen is involved in this matter. Your sudden request to see Zhu Zhen is just unreasonable and baseless; it's impossible to get through. Besides, in such a sensitive time, it could easily cause you trouble."

"What if I have solid evidence?"

Both of them were astonished. "What?"

After regaining his senses, Chief Guan asked, "What evidence?"

"A recording. A recording in which Tang Jun, the head of the Tang family in Zhongzhou, personally admits to something."

An Moxue slowly took out a palm-sized tape recorder from her pocket, placed it on the table, pressed the power button, and the sound slowly came out.