Qiu Jingwen felt a pang of anxiety at first, but then relaxed.
After the jeep door opened, Qiu Shou, the son, jumped out, followed by Zeng Baoqiang, a security guard.
Zeng Baoqiang brought Qiu Shou with him as they entered Qiu Jingwen's office.
Seeing that his department head, Liang Damin, was also there, he greeted Liang Damin first, and then greeted Qiu Jingwen.
Qiu Shou walked straight to Qiu Jingwen's side, sat on Qiu Jingwen's lap, and looked proud and smug.
"Dad, I became a little hero today. I reported the situation of the old man who was the victim in the murder case to the police."
As a trained special agent, Qiu Jingwen naturally knew that his son had been in contact with Liu Han, and that his wife, Jiang Yuping, had also been in contact with Liu Han. This was enough for the police officers to connect the case to certain things, and enough for the investigation team to link the case to their family.
But at this moment, Liang Damin and Zeng Baoqiang were right in front of him.
Instead of disciplining his son, Qiu Jingwen praised him.
"Son, well done, you're like a little hero. Your mom will cook you something delicious tonight. Also, your brother should come home for dinner tonight."
Qiu Jingwen gently stroked his son's black hair and praised him softly.
Qiu Jingwen was naturally happy to receive praise from his father for the autumn harvest, and when he heard that his older brother was coming home for dinner that night, he looked up at Qiu Jingwen.
"Dad, really? I miss my brother Qiuyang so much."
Qiu Jingwen did not respond, but instead picked up a Pegasus cigarette and offered one to Liang Damin and one to Zeng Baoqiang.
Zeng Baoqiang accepted the cigarette, thanking him as he explained:
"Director Qiu, your son is very vigilant. When he saw the poster, he immediately reported to the police that he knew some information about the deceased. After reporting the situation, the police originally arranged for me to deliver the autumn harvest to the staff dormitory area on the other side of the mountain. However, your son said that he was on vacation and insisted on coming to the workshop office to visit you, so I delivered him directly here. The task is completed, and I will not bother you any longer, Director."
Qiu Jingwen thanked Zeng Baoqiang and watched him walk out of the office, get into the jeep, and leave.
Liang Damin also stood up at this moment, and then looked at Qiu Jingwen.
"Old Qiu, why don't you play with your son for a bit? I have something to do."
Qiu Jingwen didn't want to stay any longer and said thank you.
After Liang Damin left, only Qiu Jingwen and his son remained in the office.
Instead of getting angry at his son, he showed concern for the autumn harvest.
"Son, do you want some water? There's water on the coffee table. Pour yourself some."
Qiu Shou looked at his father, his dark eyes darting around, and then he spoke:
"Dad, the police praised me, saying the information I provided was very valuable and they'll give me a reward later."
Yes, Qiu Shou used a professional term commonly used by secret agents: intelligence.
Looking at the proud expression on his son's face, Qiu Jingwen sighed inwardly.
He even started to complain in his heart, thinking:
My dear son, do you know that the information you provided might lead the police to connect the murderer with our family? You've become a little hero, and your mother's identity as the murderer might be locked down, or at least she'll become a suspect. My identity as a secret agent, which I've kept hidden for over twenty years, might also be exposed.
Despite his sighs, he couldn't blame his son, after all, Qiu Shou was still a child.
At this moment, Qiu Jingwen was thinking more about his wife, Jiang Yuping.
According to the information just provided by Liang Damin, the police will talk to his wife, Jiang Yuping, next.
The question is, how much do the police officers actually know about the relationship between his wife and Liu Han?
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