On the way back, no one spoke much. Shen Yanjun was driving in the front, while Lu Xingyan and Wen Qianqian were sitting in the back.
Although Lu Xingyan still smiled at Wen Qianqian with the corners of his mouth curved, seemingly as usual, she knew in her heart that he was not happy. He hardly spoke on his own initiative during the whole journey, and even the conversation was done by her, Shen Yanjun,
He just sat there listening, staring out the window from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking about.
She lowered her head and pursed her lips, knowing in her heart that any words of comfort at this moment would be futile. After all, family affection was the most difficult emotion to give up in this world, especially for a family like Lu Xingyan's, who lived in harmony and happiness. Suddenly, a disaster struck, and both his parents passed away. He was still in high school at the time. How could he accept it?
She quietly looked at the man who was staring out the window beside her in a daze. For the first time, she felt that there was a lot of fragility under his warm appearance. His amber eyes looked out the window with an indescribable sense of alienation, and he seemed particularly lonely.
Wen Qianqian looked at him, and with a move of faith, she gently reached out her hand and placed it in his palm, wanting to give him some warmth and comfort.
Lu Xingyan was stunned. He turned around and looked at their folded hands, his eyes wide open, somewhat shocked.
Wen Qianqian was sure she had comforted him, but now she stared at him in shock and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She was about to withdraw her hand, but she didn't expect that Lu Xingyan would grab her left hand tightly the next second. His slender and bony hands tightly wrapped around her hand. It trembled slightly because of shock, but he held it very firmly and would not let her retreat.
Wen Qianqian tried to pull her hand free several times but failed, so she simply let him hold it and was too lazy to struggle anymore.
Her heart suddenly started beating very fast, and when she looked back, she found that he had fallen asleep leaning against the seat.
He still frowned in his sleep, as if there was something he couldn't let go of, but he held her hand and didn't let go.
The sunlight shone through the dark clouds and the car window onto his face. His long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids, and his whole body was shrouded in gold.
He was already good-looking, and now, against the backdrop of the golden halo, his features looked even more picturesque, so dazzling that people dared not look directly at him.
Wen Qianqian secretly calmed her somewhat disordered heartbeat, reached out her hand, and gently smoothed his brows. Her movements were very gentle and she didn't touch him carefully, but she was thinking silently in her heart that if she had the chance, she would definitely find a way to help him untie the knot in his heart.
In the evening, at the Lu family mansion.
Lu Zhanxun put down the financial newspaper in his hand, adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses beside his ears, and listened quietly to his subordinates' reports.
The assistant lowered his head, his attitude extremely respectful, but a look of embarrassment, not seen before, appeared on his face. "Boss Lu, we previously worked together on many businesses with Master Xie. Although Master Xie is in trouble this time and the police couldn't find any evidence and didn't give us too much trouble, Master Xie's assets have been frozen, and so have all the businesses we worked on with him. Now that the freeze is so widespread, we can't withdraw, and continuing to invest is even more impossible. This puts us in a very passive and difficult position, and our subordinates are a little dissatisfied..."
After listening to this, Lu Zhanxun squinted his eyes and clenched his fingers, only the sound of his joints cracking could be heard.
When the assistant heard this, he was so frightened that he immediately fell silent, and his body shook unconsciously.
He has followed Xie Yunjin and Lu Zhanxun. To be honest, Xie Yunjin's personality is already very strange, but compared to Lu Zhanxun's moody temper and cruel and cold style, it seems that it is easier to survive under Xie Yunjin. After all, he will not be as depressed as he is now.
Lu Zhanxun glanced at him coldly: "What about you, are you also dissatisfied?"
The assistant trembled with fear: "I dare not!"
Lu Zhanxun snorted slowly and coldly, forming a strong pressure around him: "I'm glad to know."
He looked out the window. "I didn't expect Xie Yunjin to actually be caught by the police. I thought that with his strength, as long as he didn't covet the things in front of him, he could still escape. I just didn't expect the police to act so quickly. Before he could react, they had already trapped him like a spider web."
He curled his lips coldly: "Xie Yunjin was careless and underestimated the enemy."
The assistant quickly said, "This isn't Mr. Xie's fault. If it weren't for Wen Qianqian, who would have known that the donated painting was fake?"
"I think that woman is very weird. She seems to know everything."
Lu Zhanxun raised his head and thought of something: "Did you gain anything from following her before?"
Upon hearing this, the other party immediately broke out in a cold sweat: "...We followed her, but she was too alert, so we didn't dare to get too close. Besides, she rarely moved around, and spent most of her time inside the police station, so we couldn't get in..."
Seeing that Lu Zhanxun's brows were furrowed and he was about to be unhappy, he quickly said: "She had a day off today and did not go to the police station. She accompanied Mr. Lu to the cemetery."
"Cemetery?" Lu Zhanxun's face suddenly revealed a complicated expression: "Being able to accompany my nephew to visit his parents, it seems that their relationship is indeed special."
After he finished speaking, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face: "She and my nephew are really a perfect match. It would be great if the two of them could disappear together..."
His smile was so strange and twisted that the person opposite him immediately lowered his head and dared not look at him again, with cold sweat oozing out of his body.
The next day, Wen Qianqian came to the police station's archives early in the morning and scanned the entire layer of old files, as if looking for something.
Zhao Shan, who had come early in the morning to review the case files, was stunned. He didn't expect to run into her here. He immediately greeted her excitedly: "Qianqian!"
Then he came over happily and asked, "Why are you here?"
Wen Qianqian greeted him and said, "I came here to look for a case file from over ten years ago. I just checked the system downstairs, and it shows that it is on the shelf over here."
Zhao Shan paused. "No way? You only know it's on the shelf over here. There are rows of shelves over here. How can you find it?"
Then he smiled faintly: "But it's a good thing you met me today. Many of the files here are compiled by me. Tell me and I will help you find them. It will be quick!"
Wen Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "I want to find the investigation file of Lu Pingchuan's car accident twelve years ago."
"Lu Pingchuan? Why does this name sound so familiar?" Zhao Shan tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Oh, now I remember. He's the former president of the Lu Group, Lu Xingyan's father."
"I understand, just wait!" As soon as he finished thinking, he immediately moved and took out several boxes of bound case files from the iron cabinet on the other side.
Wen Qianqian was a little puzzled: "Aren't the files supposed to be on the shelves? Why are they in the iron cabinet?"
Zhao Shan touched his chin. "You don't understand this, do you? Important case files here are kept in special storage. Lu Pingchuan is the president of the Lu Group after all. He was a well-known figure back then, and his status is special, so his case files are kept in special storage."
"As for why it's placed up there," Zhao Shan looked at her, "it's probably because this case file is often taken out, so it's placed where it's easy to get to."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Qianqian immediately understood. Perhaps because of Lu Pingchuan's special identity, his case was also treated specially. Even the case file was turned over many times after his death. Another reason might be because of Lu Xingyan. He always had doubts about the death of his parents, so he always asked various questions to the police. In order to answer his questions, the police had to take out the case file again and again and read it over and over again.
Thinking of this, Wen Qianqian curled her lips. So many people had looked at it so many times and found no problems. At least it showed that there was no problem with the case based on the evidence at the time, and the conclusion of the case was also reasonable.
She supported her forehead with her hand and sighed. She had originally wanted to find clues through the case files to help Lu Xingyan resolve his emotional knot, but it seemed that this wish would be dashed.
But if this is true, and everything is just an accidental coincidence, then we can only blame it on fate.
Wen Qianqian took out the case file and looked through it slowly. Suddenly, something occurred to her, and she asked Zhao Shan, "You've sorted through the case files before. Are you familiar with this case?"
Zhao Shan nodded: "Yes!"
After saying that, he sighed helplessly: "Lu Xingyan doesn't believe it and comes to ask every year. You don't believe it either and insist on seeing it in person. But this case is really an accident. It was just a mixer truck driver driving drunk. No one wants this to happen."
Wen Qianqian lowered her head and thought: "What exactly is going on?"
Zhao Shan thought for a moment. "One night twelve years ago, in a small county town below City N, a mixer truck driver had been having dinner with friends and had been drinking quite a bit. He was wobbling as he drove, and ended up flipping over at a turning intersection, crushing a passing car. The two people in the car died instantly. When the police arrived, they found the driver had also died in the collision, and no one else was around."
"Everyone thought it was just an ordinary but tragic car accident, but no one expected the person in the car was Lu Pingchuan, the president of the Lu Group."
Wen Qianqian continued to ask: "Then how can it be classified as a traffic accident, rather than someone doing it intentionally?"
Zhao Shan spread his hands and said, "I have read the case files. The driver and the Lu couple had no connection, so there was no deliberate motive for committing the crime. He was indeed drunk, and because of Lu Pingchuan's special identity, the police checked all the surrounding cameras, and no suspicious persons appeared at the scene."
He thought for a moment, "Although the camera footage from twelve years ago is blurry, at least we can confirm that no one else was at the scene. So unless someone could have predicted that the mixer truck would overturn at that moment, and the Lu couple's car just happened to pass by, it can't be considered an accident no matter how you look at it."
He looked at Wen Qianqian and said, "I understand how you feel. Lu Xingyan can't accept the fact that it was an accident. If he finds out that someone did it deliberately and then brings the murderer to justice, he might feel better."
"But unfortunately, this incident was an accident from every perspective. I understand Mr. Lu's feelings, but I still ask for his condolences."
Wen Qianqian bit her lip and asked again, not giving up, "Is the mixer truck's route fixed?"
Zhao Shan shook his head. "No, there are no regulations for this section of road. The driver is an experienced driver who has driven on three different roads before."
Wen Qianqian calculated in his mind that the driver's road section was uncertain, the driver's condition at the time was uncertain, and the route of Lu Pingchuan and his wife was uncertain. If someone really committed a crime, he had to ensure that the driver was confused at the time, and that he would definitely meet the Lu couple on the route he took, and he had to calculate that he would overturn. This was really too difficult.
She couldn't help but sigh. Perhaps if the driver was alive, she could ask more questions, but in the end, even the only person who experienced the accident died. It seemed that it was really as Zhao Shan said. No matter from which direction you looked at it, this was an accident.
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