Chapter 51 Is He a Scumbag?
The photos sent by Xin Xiao made Ji Feng's WeChat notification ring non-stop. Judging from the sound, more than a dozen photos were sent.
"Ms. Bo, I believe the reason you called me here and told me all this is to tell me not to have any improper thoughts about that thuja warehouse, right?"
"Lu Chenzhou once said that you are a man with a sense of justice. I believe in your character and professional ethics. However... now you are not the only one who knows about this warehouse."
Ji Feng asked in surprise: "Chen Zhou once mentioned me?"
"Yes. Officer Xin and Yong Xiangdong were also mentioned. He spoke highly of the three of you."
"Have you known for a long time that we are classmates?" Ji Feng asked.
"Yes."
"Speaking of Chen Zhou, he is really deeply in love with you." Ji Feng noticed that Bo Qianqian's current state was completely different from her previous indifference in the interrogation room, so he wanted to use this opportunity to solve the unsolved mystery.
"Lu Chenzhou is a scumbag, the same kind as Shen Zhaoran." A trace of contempt flashed across Bo Qianqian's calm face.
"Scumbag?" Bo Qianqian's words shocked everyone. Ji Feng's pupils suddenly dilated and he blurted out in a lost voice.
"That's right."
Ji Feng couldn't accept Bo Xixi's insult to his classmates and stared at her in disbelief. In his eyes, his judgment of Lu Chenzhou was exactly the same as Yong Xiangdong's: introverted, but that didn't affect his responsibility, kindness, and righteousness, and he always silently took on everything.
He thought of what Xin Xiao had just said on the phone and said to Bo Qianqian, "I won't allow you to slander my classmates like this."
"Slander? Humph."
"Maybe, there is some misunderstanding between you." Ji Feng said as he slowly took out his mobile phone, clicked on the photos sent by Xin Xiao, and looked through them one by one.
The handwriting in the photo was indeed rather sloppy, but Ji Feng was certain it was Lu Chenzhou's. Back in school, his classmates had imitated and identified each other's handwriting in graphology class. Even though he hadn't seen Lu Chenzhou's handwriting in years, Ji Feng recognized it instantly.
"There's no misunderstanding. Seeing is believing."
"Why do I understand it differently from you?" Ji Feng responded perfunctorily to Bo Qianqian, but his eyes never left the phone screen. He flipped the photos with his fingertips and concentrated on identifying the handwriting on them.
"I don't know." Bo Qianqian seemed uninterested in this topic and did not believe Ji Feng's judgment.
Suddenly, a relatively neat handwriting caught my eye: "Sissi, forgive me for not being able to tell you the truth. From today until this work is finished, I will not be able to contact you, just to better protect you. I believe that soon, I will definitely explain everything to you. Believe me, I love you!"
After reading this, Ji Feng immediately thought that the "work" Lu Chenzhou was talking about must be referring to the dangerous task of going undercover in a drug trafficking gang!
He looked at the date on this message, his brain racing, searching to see if it matched the time when the Modao Criminal Police Detachment sent Lu Chenzhou undercover to investigate the drug trafficking gang. He tried to recall Captain Yang Jiaxu's description from a few months ago.
"Yes, exactly." He finally remembered, "Lu Chenzhou wrote this after he infiltrated the drug trafficking gang."
"Captain Ji, I think I have said everything I need to say. I don't want to take up too much of your time, you see..." Bo Qianqian didn't know what Ji Feng was looking at on his phone, but she could clearly feel that Ji Feng was absent-minded.
However, the record in the next photo made Ji Feng unable to hear a word Bo Qianqian said, and he was completely lost in thought on the lines of scribbled words.
He couldn't believe his eyes. "Xixi, I saw you at the hotel entrance today, but I had to pretend not to know you. I had no choice. What you saw wasn't the truth. You have to believe me, I will only love you forever! One day, I will explain everything to you. This was a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding."
Then, there was another sentence: "Sissi, the reason I pretended not to know you is to better protect you. These people are very cruel. You have to stay away from me for a while. Only in this way can you better protect yourself."
"It's heartbreaking! Turning around is a lifetime... The hotel door is a farewell forever..."
Turning the pages again, one photo after another, one line of handwriting after another, is soaked with infinite attachment, infinite regret, and infinite affection...
"Xia, forget me, protect and raise our child well, give him the best education, and let him grow up..."
"I am too ill to die. Goodbye, my love."
"Xixi, I'm in so much pain now, I don't know what to do?"
"There's a misunderstanding, indeed." Ji Feng suppressed his inner urge, determined to clear Lu Chenzhou's name completely. Before he finished looking at the photos, he could only try to maintain the conversation and temporarily calm Bo Qianqian. "Did you know? Officer Xin went to Yishijiang today, to Lu Chenzhou's parents' home, to search for Lu Chenzhou's belongings from that time."
Bo Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then said coldly, "I'm not interested, and please don't mention this person again in the future."
"You may not be interested, but I must clear my classmate's name and not let him leave this world with regrets." Ji Feng continued to speak with two minds focused.
"Like I said before, seeing is believing."
"I'm sure there's a misunderstanding between you and Chen Zhou. Please trust my judgment as a criminal police officer." Ji Feng still lowered his head, feeling Lu Chenzhou's unspeakable pain of helplessness yet hope.
However, the more he read on, the more shocked he became.
"Xixi, goodbye forever. Forget me. Just treat me as a heartless man and forget me. I know you are full of resentment towards me. I know you want me to die with Shen Zhaoran. I don't blame you. I will definitely kill this scumbag, for you and for our child."
"The scumbag Chen Zhaoran finally got what he deserved. You can rest assured. For you and our child, I am willing to do anything and die without regrets!"
"I know it was Shen Zhaoran who dragged you into this. Don't ask me how I know. He has been blackmailing you. Kill this bastard and put an end to it!"
"My illness is incurable. I didn't hide it from you on purpose, but I didn't want you to miss me. Just think of me as a heartless person. Psychology tells me that the pleasure of revenge is far healthier than missing someone. If you are well, I will rest in peace. See you in the next life."
"I love you, it has nothing to do with you..."
"Sissi, have you ever heard this saying: 'The best relationship in the world is that you like him and he likes you, but they are not together...'"
"Let the hatred continue, let the pleasure of revenge continue, don't miss it, don't linger... or, just start from scratch."
"Sissi, goodbye, see you in the next life..."
Ji Feng put down his phone. With the fragmented records, he had pieced together a rough outline of the events. It was a human tragedy!
With tears in his eyes, he held his head in his hands and sighed to the sky, but his tears could not overcome the pull of gravity. For the first time in his life, he felt a heart-wrenching pain...
Beneath his swaying shoulders, a storm raged through his mind. The raging waves of a force ten typhoon roared against him, tearing at him, sweeping him up into the air before slamming him back down. Suffocating, dizzy, near death... At this moment, swept ten thousand meters into the air, he was like a reckless hawk, free-falling...
Bo Qianqian sat across from him, blankly watching the grown man in front of her change little by little, from nonchalant to stunned, and now, she was crying silently...
"Captain Ji, what's wrong with you?" Bo Qianqian looked at Ji Feng strangely.
Ji Feng wiped away his tears and handed his phone to Bo Xixi, "This is what Officer Xin found among the sunken ship's belongings. Take a look for yourself..."
Bo Qianqian took the phone and slid her slender fingers gently across the screen, one picture at a time...
As she scrolled through the pages, her movements grew slower and slower, her fingers trembling slightly, occasionally pausing briefly before froze. Her thin shoulders began to shake, starting with a slight tremor that eventually made it difficult for her to even hold the phone.
"Chen Zhou was carrying out an undercover mission to infiltrate a drug trafficking organization at the time. It was very dangerous..." Ji Feng said with a sob.
She lay slumped over the tea table, her shoulders heaving violently. Perhaps not wanting to disrupt the tranquility and elegance of the setting, her sobs remained locked in her throat. However, her surging tears and rapid, intermittent gasps ultimately betrayed the shock, pain, and despair churning within her heart...
Ji Feng stopped crying. Seeing Bo Qianqian almost fainting, he understood everything. This was nothing short of a bloody massacre. It was a massacre of hope! A massacre of resentment! A massacre of the weak! Even if one was pure-hearted and abstinent, they would still be wiped out, with blood flowing like a river... How cruel!
When Ji Feng left Enyuan Hall, Bo Qianqian had become a mental patient, sitting there blankly, not saying a word. Her cell phone rang countless times, but each time became an endless chant of that "betrayal love song."
Ji Feng said "I'm leaving" and turned to go downstairs.
It was Jiang Bo's call that summoned Ji Feng. Jiang Bo had no idea where Ji Feng had gone after "disappearing" for most of the day. He still had many things to attend to within the team, including Ji Chuan's memorial service the following morning. As he left Enyuan Hall, Ji Feng didn't know how to say goodbye to General Manager Zhang. He wasn't sure if he knew about Bo Qianqian's condition, and he wasn't sure whether he should tell him that Bo Qianqian might need help.
Fortunately, Mr. Zhang was an understanding man. Seeing Ji Feng's tears, he nodded silently and said softly, "Goodbye."
After returning to the detachment, Ji Feng reported to Jiang Bo in detail what had happened that afternoon. Jiang Bo was shocked and mostly silent, without a single sigh or comment, and even forgot to congratulate Ji Feng. There was no trace of joy in his heart at having solved the mystery.
Xin Xiao was ultimately unable to attend Ji Chuan's memorial service.
Ji Chuan's relatives are still immersed in great grief. In the solemn and dignified memorial hall, black curtains are drawn low, and the air is filled with heaviness and sadness.
The only person in the hall smiling was Ji Chuan. His simple smile seemed to convey the peace of mind and assurance he felt after receiving the warrant. The silver police badge gleamed on his uniform, a testament to the glory forged through countless days and nights of apprehending criminals and combating violence, despite hardships and hardships. Funeral music slowly began to play, and the hall was filled with sobs.
The police officers, dressed in neat uniforms with gleaming epaulettes, stood in formation, their expressions solemn. The coffin lay quietly in the center, covered with a bright red Party flag, with Ji Chuan's police badge and epaulettes placed beside it.
Ji Feng stood solemnly before Ji Chuan's portrait. Two days of emotional upheaval had left him trembling slightly, his straight police uniform rising and falling silently with his trembling shoulders. He gazed at the familiar, serene face in the frame, tears streaming silently. "Brother Chuan, rest in peace..."
The matter of the charity fund has been basically settled, the first batch of start-up funds has been transferred, and it will start operations after other social donations arrive in the future.
This news gave Ji Chuan's desperate family a glimmer of hope and some comfort.
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