Jiang Yuping knew perfectly well that her eldest daughter, Qiuyue, had long sensed that something was wrong at home.
Little did she know that her son, Qiu Yang, had already told Qiu Yue everything. And Qiu Yue didn't know that her brother's information was wrong; he was only half right. It was true that their father was a member of the Kuomintang secret service, but the murderer of Liu Han was not their father, but their mother, Jiang Yuping.
When her daughter directly asked Qiu Jingwen about his identity as a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Jiang Yuping understood everything; her son must have told Qiu Yue.
"Qiuyue, tell Mom, did your brother tell you everything?"
At this point, Qiuyue felt there was no need to hide it from her mother, so she nodded tearfully and admitted it:
"Yes, I know everything. You can hide it from me, but what's the point of hiding it anymore? Besides, I'm already at work, not like the harvesters. I can bear everything, and I should share your pain too."
Jiang Yuping's eyes were also filled with tears, and she almost choked up.
“Qiuyue, you are the eldest among the girls and you've started working again. You should understand that Mom isn't deliberately trying to hide it from you. Mom just doesn't want you to bear too much burden, and she doesn't want you to worry. Your dad isn't a bad person. He was just a teenager back then---”
Autumn Moon gently embraced her mother.
“Mom, I know Dad is a good person, but no matter how good a person is, if he is labeled as an enemy agent, he is still a reactionary. What’s worse is that he killed that barber. Although that barber was also a spy, Dad shouldn’t have killed him. It could have been a capital offense.”
Jiang Yuping frowned and asked:
"Qiuyue, who told you that your father killed that spy?"
“My brother said that Dad told him that himself, but I didn’t believe it at the time.”
At that moment, Jiang Yuping realized that her husband, Qiu Jingwen, had been planning to take the blame for her all along; otherwise, he wouldn't have told their son, Qiu Yang, that he was the one who killed Liu Han.
Thinking of all this, Jiang Yuping felt a surge of emotion, and tears streamed down her face.
Qiuyue sobbed as she said:
"Mom, don't be sad anymore. Think about what our family is going to do next. Just tell me, did the police really take Dad away?"
Jiang Yuping shook her head and said firmly:
"Qiuyue, as I told you, your dad went on a business trip."
As she spoke, she told her daughter about the phone call Chen Youlan made to Zhou Huaihai from the infirmary office, and then added:
“I heard this with my own ears. I have no reason to lie to you. I heard it clearly. Before the situation regarding your father is settled, you cannot tell your sister and brother Qiushou the truth about your father.”
Qiuyue naturally believed her mother's words, and besides, there was no need to lie to her about the content of Chen Youlan and Zhou Huaihai's phone call.
Seeing that her daughter believed her, Jiang Yuping continued:
"Qiuyue, after the porridge is ready, can you help Mom make pancakes? Mom feels very tired and wants to go back to her room to rest for a while, okay?"
Qiuyue hummed in agreement and didn't ask her mother any more questions.
Ever since she learned about her father's secret and identity as a member of the Kuomintang secret service from her brother, and that it was her father who killed the veteran agent Liu Han, Qiu Yue naturally understood the pressure and pain her mother had been enduring these past few days.
What would a mother feel and what kind of pressure she would bear if she suddenly learned that her husband was a spy?
As a nineteen-year-old daughter, Akizuki could naturally imagine this.
Jiang Yuping returned to her bedroom, folded the burnt letter, wrapped it in medical stationery, and put it back into her pillowcase. She knew that Wu Dinghuai had already searched the bedroom and probably wouldn't search it again. Even if he did, finding the letter wouldn't prove anything.
After doing all this, Jiang Yuping plugged in the bedroom door and then lay down on the bed.
At that moment, her husband's handsome face and gentle features appeared before her eyes.
"Jingwen, my love, the children's good father, where are you? I miss you so much!"
Jiang Yuping called out in her heart, tears welling up in her eyes.
What she didn't know was that Qiu Jingwen was being held in a secret place within the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
Around noon, after Shao Jian brought Qiu Jingwen back to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, he locked him in this secret room.
After entering the secret room, Qiu Jingwen was also handcuffed by the police.
Around 1 p.m., someone brought him food, and then there was no further news from him.
This was a dark room of about ten square meters. Judging from the sealed surroundings and the amount of light, Qiu Jingwen, who had received training, believed it to be a basement. It was impossible for him to get out of here immediately, as the secret room was locked with an iron door. Even though he had received training in his youth, it was impossible for him to escape from here.
Of course, when Qiu Jingwen decided to turn himself in, he never thought he would leave the public security bureau, at least not in the short term.
Qiu Jingwen was sitting on a chair with his hands cuffed, one hand cuffed directly to the chair.
As a Kuomintang agent and the murderer of Liu Han, he confessed to both crimes. Normally, he would face either the death penalty or life imprisonment.
Qiu Jingwen considered life imprisonment because he felt that the person he killed was a spy, and if it were an ordinary citizen, he would definitely be sentenced to death.
Soon, evening arrived, and a police officer delivering food came over.
He opened an iron window, brought the food inside, and called out loudly:
"Qiu Jingwen, it's time to eat. This is dinner. If you need to use the toilet, please knock on the door and let us know in advance. Don't do it in the room."
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