Chapter 127 Looking Down From Above

"Excuse me, Captain Wang."

She noticed that Captain Wang's right leg seemed to be somewhat uncomfortable, and his posture appeared a bit stiff.

She remained calm and continued in her normal tone, "I just came to ask when the supplies the mutual aid center recently ordered will arrive."

She explained, "We ordered some rice, flour, laundry detergent, and daily necessities from the logistics department at our own expense, thinking that we could distribute them as soon as possible so that everyone could have an easier life."

She paused, then added, "Coming over to ask about this shouldn't be too much trouble, right?"

Captain Wang's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly, as if he were quickly organizing his thoughts.

He chuckled twice, his tone deliberately light: "Ah, well... everything's fine. We just delivered a truckload of rice and flour last week. If you don't believe me, I can show you the receipt."

Qiao Wanyin gave a soft "hmm," as if chatting casually: "Really? What about the laundry detergent? Was it delivered on time? I remember we ordered quite a lot, we can't just send half, can we?"

Captain Wang's hand suddenly trembled, and the pen in his hand fell to the table with a "thud".

His expression changed slightly, and his voice trembled a little: "Wash...laundry detergent? Of course it was given, definitely it was given, don't worry, not a single bit was missed."

Qiao Wanyin's gaze locked onto him like a sharp blade, her voice carrying an undeniable weight.

"Captain Wang, where were you yesterday morning?"

Captain Wang suddenly looked up, his forehead already covered in a fine layer of sweat.

He tried to remain calm: "I...I'm in the office. I haven't left all day. I'm writing reports. Director Qiao, why are you suddenly asking this? Did someone say something?"

Qiao Wanyin did not respond to his words, nor did she explain her intentions.

Her gaze shifted slightly, quietly moving towards the clothes rack behind Captain Wang.

A dark green military-style jacket hung on the coat rack, seemingly spotless.

But right on the left cuff near the wrist, there was a dark mark, like a stain left after some liquid was spilled.

"Captain Wang."

Her voice turned cold, each word carrying a chill.

"The children at the mutual aid center have all been poisoned. Five children have already been admitted to the hospital and are still being treated. Someone saw you sneaking around the kitchen door of the mutual aid center around noon on the day of the incident."

Captain Wang's face changed instantly, and his voice became somewhat weak: "I...I deliver supplies every Wednesday. Isn't it normal for me to go there? It's my job. Can't I even fulfill this basic obligation?"

"So you're admitting that you went to the mutual aid center?"

Qiao Wanyin immediately seized on this sentence, her tone leaving no room for retreat.

"And this is before the children drink their porridge."

Captain Wang then realized he had let something slip and quickly tried to cover it up.

"Yes, I went there, I really did go there! But what does that prove? Does it make me a murderer just because I delivered supplies? There are so many people coming and going every day, why don't you investigate them, but only focus on me?"

Qiao Wanyin gave a cold laugh.

"What does that mean? It means you had the time and the opportunity to commit the crime, and more importantly, you had the motive! You're the most suspicious person!"

She took a step closer and lowered her voice.

"Because you were seen pouring a packet of white powder into the porridge the children were cooking when no one was in the kitchen! And that packet had the exact same composition as the laundry detergent left in your work bag!"

Captain Wang suddenly stood up from his chair, shoved Qiao Wanyin aside, and tried to run towards the door.

Qiao Wanyin was prepared. She dodged his shove and then tripped him precisely on the right ankle.

Captain Wang had an old injury to his right leg, and he lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

"Captain Wang, why are you in such a hurry to run?"

Qiao Wanyin stood in front of him, looking down at his curled-up body.

"Do you think you can escape? The matter has been investigated thoroughly. The surveillance footage is being retrieved, and witnesses have already given their statements. If you try to run now, you'll only make your crimes more serious!"

He lay on the ground, his voice trembling with resentment and despair: "They deserve it! They deserve it! Who told their family to bully me! For three whole years, their family has been riding roughshod over me, I've had enough!"

Qiao Wanyin frowned, her tone tinged with disbelief: "You just said someone bullied you? How old are those children? Seven or eight years old, some even under five. How could they bully you? Or are you saying you don't even spare children?"

"Not a child! Not a child!"

Captain Wang sobbed, his voice distorted, "It's their fathers! Those soldiers! They stole my promotion opportunity, they even tried to remove me from the list of award recipients! Why? I'm more senior than them! And my abilities are no less!"

He suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot: "They make fun of my legs every day! They imitate my walk during meetings and call me 'Crippled King' behind my back! Even the children dare to call me that! What right do they have to treat me like this?"

Qiao Wanyin felt a tightness in her chest as she listened, her voice filled with suppressed anger.

"So you took your anger out on those children? Poisoned innocent children with laundry detergent? They can't even speak properly, what do they know about bullying? You actually used this method to retaliate against their father?"

Captain Wang's face was contorted, as if he had gone mad: "Their fathers were all factory workers, people who had trampled on me and laughed at me! I'm happy as long as they're in pain! They'll feel the pain when their children fall! They'll taste the bitterness of being trampled on!"

"Mr. Fang suppressed my promotion application, and everyone calls me 'Crippled King' when they see me. How can I not hate him?"

Captain Wang's voice was hoarse and his eyes were red, as if years of pent-up grievances had finally erupted at this moment.

“I’ve worked for this company for over ten years, rising from the bottom to the team leader. In every mission, I’ve always been the first to step up. But just because I injured my leg, they think I’m useless! Mr. Fang’s one sentence ruined my performance reviews and awards for the past three years! People laugh at me behind my back, and even the cafeteria ladies avoid me… Tell me, how can I not hate them?”

"You hate them, so you go and harm their children?"

Qiao Wanyin's voice was like ice shards, so cold it sent chills down your spine.

She stood in front of Captain Wang, her gaze sharp as a knife, piercing straight into his eyes.

"Those children are only seven years old, and the youngest has just turned four. They can't even recognize all the words in their workbooks, so what do they know about workplace conflicts? They had fevers and convulsions. Do you know how badly those parents cried in the emergency room holding their children? Do you know how many nurses stayed up all night? What did they do to you? You retaliated against the adults, but you hurt innocent children!"

Captain Wang suddenly reached out and grabbed her trouser leg, tears and snot mingling together: "Director Qiao, I was wrong... I was really wrong! Please, have mercy... My mother is over seventy, if I go to jail, she won't live more than two months... I thought the dosage was small, just diarrhea... I didn't know it would be so serious..."

Qiao Wanyin kicked him away, looked down at him with no pity in her eyes.