Chapter 03 Chapter 3
Jiang Yubai really didn't want to discourage Lu Jianing's confident words, so he asked, "Did Senior Jiang tell you?"
"No, it was my master who told me," Lu Jianing said, "He said that if you want He Qifeng to dislike you, it's very simple. You just need to show off your wealth in front of him."
"Are you sure he's not trying to trick you?" Jiang Yubai sensed something was wrong.
"Gu Beizhi is my personal mentor, why would he try to deceive me?" Lu Jianing didn't want to continue the previous topic, so she asked, "By the way, what was the cause of Zhao Mogan's death?"
"Just as you guessed, he died from a sharp weapon piercing his heart." Jiang Yubai said seriously, "Also, I found sleeping pills in the drinks Zhao Mogan drank before his death."
Lu Jianing had great faith in Jiang Yubai's abilities, and she did not ask Jiang Yubai how he was sure that the drink containing sleeping pills was made by Zhao Mogan.
Instead, ask, “Where did you put that drink?”
Jiang Yubai: "I've handed it over to the criminal police team."
“Isn’t he discovered?”
"No," Jiang Yubai said, "After following you for so many years, I do have some acting skills."
Lu Jianing didn't want to joke with him. She analyzed, "Judging from the degree of rigor mortis, the time of death was most likely an hour before I arrived at the crime scene. When I arrived at the scene, the air conditioner was turned on to cool down, and the degree of rigor mortis would have accelerated. This means that the time of death was most likely forty minutes ago, which is between 21:00 and 21:20."
Lu Jianing pondered for a moment: "Have you checked the surveillance?"
Jiang Yubai: "The surveillance is damaged."
Lu Jianing seemed to have expected this. She said, "It was such a coincidence that the surveillance camera broke down. This must be a planned murder."
Jiang Yubai: "Do you have a suspect?"
Lu Jianing: “Not yet.”
Jiang Yubai knew that once a case came up, Lu Jianing, who had an absolute "occupational disease", would definitely not be able to hold back. He asked, "Should we help investigate? He Qifeng wouldn't let two capitalists like us touch a corpse, would he?"
Lu Jianing looked at the frightened acquaintances in the distance and said, "It doesn't matter. If we can't start with the dead, we can start with the living."
Seeing Lu Jianing's confident look, Jiang Yubai said "Oh?" in a cooperative tone, "Do you have a solution?"
Lu Jianing had a long-term vision. She said to herself, "Well, if a fox wants to pretend to be a cat, it has to hide its tail."
I’m afraid that none of them can hide.
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The crime scene.
He Qifeng looked at the door where Lu Jianing left, his brows furrowed, as if he remembered something.
"Captain He." Bai Yunan walked over and shouted.
"What did you find out?" asked He Qifeng, who had regained his composure.
"Sister Fu sent a message saying that she found the fingerprints on the murder weapon."
"Whose?"
Bai Yunan hesitated and said, "It belongs to Zhao Qian."
Zhao Qian?
He Qifeng had heard of him: "The illegitimate son of the Zhao family?"
"Yes," Bai Yunan continued, "but he has been downstairs being interviewed since the party started, so he has a clear alibi."
"The murderer wants to frame him?" He Qifeng asked back.
Bai Yunan: "Maybe."
He Qifeng was about to say something when there was a commotion downstairs.
One could even faintly hear two female voices shouting.
He Qifeng frowned: "What happened downstairs?"
A criminal police officer ran over to the door and said, "Report to Captain He, Zhao Mogan's wife and son-in-law are arguing downstairs."
"What are they arguing about?" Bai Yunan asked.
"I don't know." The detective said truthfully.
He Qifeng took off his white rubber gloves and walked to the fence on the second floor.
"Don't think that I don't know what you are planning! You must wish your father would just die like this." A woman in red clothes pointed at a man and shouted.
"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?" the man said arrogantly. "How could I possibly wish my dad to die?"
"You don't want it? As soon as Zhao Qian and Old Zhao's personal appraisals came out, you went to Old Zhao again and again, hoping that he would make a will and promise to give you half of the family property. Don't think I don't know." The woman in red chuckled, "You are a stepson of the Shen family. You can't inherit the family business yourself, so you want to inherit our Zhao family through Xiao Jie? Bah, I shouldn't have agreed to your marriage with Xiao Jie in the first place."
Shen Yuan was embarrassed to have his thoughts exposed. He said, "I asked Dad to make a will because I thought that even if Zhao Qian inherited the Zhao Group, Xiao Jie and the children would have a better life."
Sun Anling: "Pfft, that sounds nice."
Just as Shen Yuan was about to speak, Lu Jianing, who had been at the center of the incident, immediately stepped forward to comfort Sun Anling: "Don't be angry, Madam Zhao. We are all family. It doesn't matter who the will is given to. Besides, Shen Yuan is also doing this for the future lives of your daughter and grandson."
With just these few words, Sun Anling seemed to be persuaded. She said nothing more, but just glared at Shen Yuan fiercely.
Lu Jianing's eyes wandered between the two of them. In the end, she pretended to be righteous and reprimanded, "Shen Yuan, although Madam Zhao didn't say anything about you, I still want to say a few more words to you. His son has come back to recognize his ancestors, and it's not like I can't live anymore. As a son-in-law who married into the family, do you need to be so anxious to ask my father to make a will?"
With that one word, everyone fell silent.
Lu Jianing observed the expressions of the family and continued, "Those of us who know think that you, as a son-in-law, feel a sense of crisis when the illegitimate child returns to his ancestral home. Those who don't know think that you know that Zhao Mo won't be able to work for long."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Shen Yuan said angrily.
"Look at my mouth," Lu Jianing smiled lightly, whether intentionally or unintentionally, "I am talking without taboos. You are not the murderer, how could you know that Zhao Mogan would die."
Lu Jianing observed Sun Anling's expression out of the corner of his eye.
Sun Anling, who was originally irritable, gradually softened her expression.
Sun Anling consoled him, "Thank you, Mr. Xiaolu. Xiao Shen is a very nice person. He takes good care of me and Lao Zhao. Also... this is our family affair. We can handle it."
Lu Jianing seemed to have figured out the relationship. She raised the corners of her lips confidently and said sarcastically, "Look, I am meddling in other people's business. Your family has good connections, which is better than anything else."
After saying that, Lu Jianing shouted to Jiang Yubai behind him, "Jiang Yubai, get some money for Madam Zhao. Mr. Zhao has left, so we have to show our appreciation."
Jiang Yubai: "Yes."
Sun Anling's face turned red and white, but she didn't dare to get angry.
Lu Jianing is now the first female president of Linjiang and has business dealings with many companies. The Zhao Group is no exception.
So no matter how harsh Lu Jianing's words were, he could not be offended.
Lu Jianing guessed that Sun Anling couldn't afford to offend her, so she gently stroked Sun Anling's hand and spoke even more unscrupulously: "Mrs. Zhao, I'm sorry."
Sun Anling took the check from Jiang Yubai and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xiaolu."
"Jiang Yubai, let's go." Lu Jianing said.
"yes."
As they talked, they walked away one after the other.
He Qifeng, who was upstairs, was watching all this. He frowned and asked Bai Yunan beside him, "What disease did Zhao Mogan have before he died?"
Bai Yunan shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."
"Go check it out." He Qifeng said.
Bai Yunan was puzzled: "Captain He, why are you investigating this? Do you suspect that Zhao Mogan's death is related to his illness?"
"I don't know." He Qifeng stared at the backs of the two people in pink and white leaving downstairs, and he answered casually.
But... there should be a breakthrough.
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At the crime scene, Lu Jianing would not leave easily without getting some useful information.
If she left, it would mean she had guessed something.
Jiang Yubai asked casually: "Boss, what did you find?"
Lu Jianing was in a good mood. She replied, "I found a lot."
Jiang Yubai: "Hmm?"
Lu Jianing answered in detail: "First, there was a financial dispute between Shen Yuan and the deceased, and the two had quarreled over this conflict. Sun Anling obviously knew this. So Shen Yuan had a full motive for committing the crime."
"Second, the first order of succession stipulated in Article 10 of my country's Inheritance Law is spouse, children, and parents. If the deceased did not make a will, the estate is generally distributed in equal amounts. This means that Sun Anling and Shen Yuan received roughly the same share of the estate."
"But why would Shen Yuan, as a son-in-law, be anxious to ask Zhao Mogan to make a will?"
"I suspect there are three possibilities. First, Zhao Mogan once made a will, and the basic meaning was to leave all the inheritance to his illegitimate son Zhao Qian, which made Shen Yuan a little panicked. Second, Shen Yuan knew that Zhao Mogan would not live long, so he wanted to get more of the inheritance. Third... he was in urgent need of money."
Jiang Yubai immediately replied: "Looking at Shen Yuan's clothes, the third possibility can basically be ruled out."
Lu Jianing murmured, "Then only the first and second situations remain."
Jiang Yubai didn't understand: "They are both his own children, why would Zhao Mogan give all his inheritance to his own son? Is he favoring boys over girls?"
Lu Jianing said confidently: "What if we don't look at Zhao Mogan's line, but look at Sun Anling's line."
Jiang Yubai: "What do you mean?"
"We were wondering why Sun Anling, who is so proud, would allow Zhao Mogan to hold a dinner party to celebrate her being cuckolded, didn't we?"
Jiang Yubai still didn't understand: "Yeah."
"If it's the same reason why Zhao Mogan left his inheritance to his own son and why Sun Anling allowed Zhao Mogan to hold a banquet to celebrate her cuckolding, then it's the same reason," said Lu Jianing.
Jiang Yubai's brain was working frantically. After a while, he gradually figured out the deep meaning of Lu Jianing's words: "You mean..."
Lu Jianing looked at the banquet hall confidently and said, "Yes."
"I suspect that Sun Anling and Zhao Mogan's daughter, Shen Yuan's wife, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, Zhao Mengjie, who never appeared at the banquet, is not Zhao Mogan's biological daughter."
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