He said confidently, "If it weren't for Chen Jiayi, they wouldn't have robbed me!"
The police officer was speechless, and continued to explain, "Comrade, we've already questioned them. They started targeting you because you spend money recklessly."
Ding Haowen protested, "Then what about my money? What about my belongings? What about my medical expenses?"
Police officer: "...Don't worry."
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After the group of people left, the Chen family became much quieter.
Chen Jiayi kept vigil for two days. Chen Qiming advised her to stop, but she continued.
Chen Qiming sighed, "Jiayi, Dad knows you're upset. But if you're not careful tonight, how will you get through tomorrow?"
Chen Jiayi's face was as white as it could possibly be.
Chen Jiayi shook her head, "Dad, I'm fine..."
Before she could finish speaking, she fainted.
Chen Qiming was startled and immediately asked someone to call a doctor.
Fortunately, Chen Jiayi only fainted due to emotional fluctuations and excessive fatigue.
Chen Qiming's heart pounded in his chest, fearing something might happen to Chen Jiayi.
He stared at Chen Jiayi's pale face for a while, then sighed.
"Aunt Wang, make some chicken soup later, and give Jiayi and Meixuan a bowl each to help them recover."
Aunt Wang nodded. "Yes, sir."
In fact, she had seen the changes in the Chen family these past two days, and Aunt Wang felt that Chen Qiming was the one who was the most tired.
The robbery and murder of the father-in-law and mother-in-law is bound to be explosive news no matter what.
After Chen Qiming went downstairs, he was stunned when he saw the person sitting in the living room.
"Mr. Jiang, what brings you here in person?"
Jiang Wenbo stood behind his father, dressed in a black Tang suit.
Mr. Jiang sighed, “I’ve known Mr. Lan for many years, but we didn’t even meet when he came to Haicheng this time… I was very saddened to hear of his death.”
A deep sadness shone in Mr. Jiang's eyes.
"Little Chen! I watched you rise from a farmer to become the richest man in Haicheng. Although Mr. Lan looked down on your background back then, he actually helped you a lot behind the scenes."
Chen Qiming knew this, and that's why he felt very sad.
Mr. and Mrs. Lan are both very good people, and to suddenly encounter something like this...
Mr. Jiang did not think it was bad luck; on the contrary, he thought it was intentional on the part of the robbers.
Mr. Jiang is old and in poor health; he felt very tired after saying just a few words.
He patted the chair, signaling Jiang Wenbo to continue.
"Uncle Chen, I suspect that the deaths of Mr. and Mrs. Lan are not simple. Do you know about the upcoming national competition?"
Chen Qiming pondered for a moment, "I've heard about it, but because the country is currently in a period of development, the National Games are only something I've heard about and haven't decided yet."
Jiang Wenbo adjusted his glasses and spoke slowly.
"According to reliable sources, the country will hold a national competition next year. I've done some research, and basically people from all countries will participate. However, since our country's literary circles have always had Mr. Lan in charge, we cannot rule out the possibility of a conspiracy."
After all, who would bother robbing a famous calligrapher and only taking a few small bills from him?
Jiang Wenbo went down to investigate and found that the timing and motive were both wrong.
The suspects had previously committed robberies to steal money, and they typically chose to enter remote areas by train and strike when there was no signal.
This time, they couldn't wait to take action even before the train left Haicheng.
Moreover, it seems that the people the other side killed were randomly selected, just to make up the numbers.
Among the dead were several who were dirt poor, but the suspect still targeted them.
After listening to Jiang Wenbo's analysis, Chen Qiming's already gloomy expression grew even colder.
"If that's really the case, then what exactly does this person want to do?"
China is currently undergoing major reforms, and even in international competitions, it's not guaranteed that we'll win first place.
Jiang Wenbo shook his head. "If this guess holds true, I think the other side wants to eliminate their rival and take first place!"
The winner of the national competition will receive the latest technology chip from country M.
Chen Jiayi was standing upstairs at some point. After listening to their analysis, she turned and left without saying a word.
Jiang Wenbo seemed to have sensed something, and he looked up.
Chen Jiayi silently went into the study, sat down, and started reading.
She just couldn't concentrate on reading. Every time she looked at a book, she would think of her grandfather's neatly written books, where the knowledge points were organized in an orderly manner...
Chen Jiayi closed her eyes, and tears streamed down her face.
Her mind was in complete confusion; she couldn't understand how her grandparents could have encountered such a thing.
Although Lan Meixuan was feeling very upset these past two days, she knew that Chen Jiayi hadn't eaten or drunk anything for almost two days.
The tears that had stopped falling started falling again.
Lan Meixuan walked towards Chen Jiayi's room with a pained expression, but seeing that no one was in the room, she went to the study instead.
Seeing Chen Jiayi diligently memorizing the knowledge, Lan Meixuan couldn't help but shed tears.
Perhaps it was her gasping that caught Chen Jiayi's attention.
Chen Jiayi turned around and saw Lan Meixuan crying. She quickly put down her book and walked over to Lan Meixuan.
"Mom, what brings you here?"
Lan Meixuan wiped away her tears, her voice hoarse.
"I heard from Aunt Wang that you haven't eaten for two days and haven't been sleeping well either."
Chen Jiayi was taken aback; she didn't feel hungry.
She reached out and wiped away the tears from Lan Meixuan's eyes.
"Mom, I'm fine. You haven't been eating much these past few days, go and have something to eat and rest for a while."
Lan Meixuan shook her head. "Jiayi, Mom, you've had enough sleep. Go and rest for a while. How can your body handle staying up like this? What will you do for the funeral?"
Chen Jiayi was stunned, realizing that she still had to bury her maternal grandparents.
She opened her mouth, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.
Lan Meixuan hugged Chen Jiayi with heartache and couldn't help but shed tears.
Chen Jiayi couldn't help but cry too, and the two of them hugged each other and cried loudly.
The person standing outside the door carefully closed the study door and wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes.
Jiang Wenbo silently handed over a piece of paper.
"Uncle Chen, please accept my condolences."
Chen Qiming smiled helplessly, "It's good to let them cry it out. Once they've vented their emotions, they won't feel so bad anymore."
Jiang Wenbo thought of the profile he had just seen.
Chen Jiayi's skin is a little whiter than before, and it looks like a very healthy and radiant complexion.
But her eyes were utterly empty, like a small animal trapped in a cage, unable to resist.
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After some back and forth at the police station, Ding Haowen finally got his belongings back.
He snorted coldly and glared at the other person.
"Why are you checking my money so thoroughly? Are you trying to steal it?"
The police officer was speechless and pointed to the door, telling Ding Haowen to get out quickly.
Ding Haowen snorted coldly, "Fine, I'll go!"
"Wait a minute, Ding Haowen!"
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