Chapter 257 Humanity, Evidence, and Methods
Zhao Xiaojing stared at Wang Jiandang blankly for a long time without any reaction, but her heart was in turmoil.
Even though I had no hope for my third uncle and felt that there was something wrong with him, I was still shocked when I heard this.
I remember that my third uncle went to Henan Province when Sister Yanyan was in elementary school and was about to graduate. Uncle Wang said that woman had been with him for more than ten years. Doesn't that mean that she died not long after he went to Henan Province?!
No, that woman is from Yangcheng, which means they may have been together even earlier...
Seeing that Zhao Xiaojing didn't speak for a long time, Wang Jiandang sighed, sat opposite her and slowly drank tea.
"Uncle Wang, that woman is from Yangcheng. Are the brother and sister-in-law who raised her child also in Yangcheng?" Zhao Xiaojing asked after a long time.
The illegitimate child was registered under an outsider's household registration, making his identity legitimate. If he were still in the same city and hanging around under Dong Mei's nose, Zhao Xiaojing really didn't know what would happen if Dong Mei knew.
"I'm not sure exactly, but it's probably not in Yangcheng. I heard it's quite close to Mingcheng. On weekends, she would occasionally take the kids out to play under the name of an aunt."
Zhao Xiaojing nodded, her thoughts were all mixed up and difficult to sort out.
Every piece of information Wang Jiandang gave was a bombshell. Zhao Xiaojing knew that this was because of his complete trust in her that he told her all of it at once.
"Uncle Wang, the things you told me are so specific. Are there many people who know about this? If I want to find out on my own, will it be difficult?"
"Many people at the construction site only knew that he had a son, but they didn't know the details. They just thought his son was a legitimate son, but everyone he knew knew about it.
I know these things are accidental. He sat next to me during dinner before, and I saw that the screensaver of his phone was a very cute child. It was obvious that he took the photo himself. I asked him about it, and he said it was his son.
I didn't think much of it at first and thought he was my son. Later, when I went there to settle accounts, several dams were too far away, so I stayed for a few more days. He left early during those days, saying that his son was sick. I was puzzled because I remembered that he was from Yangcheng. How come his son was in Mingcheng?
But I didn't dare to ask. It was his leader who was drinking and gossiping, and brought up the matter of Zhou Jianye. At that time, the people at the table were the people they usually hang out with. After dinner, they talked about it and all these things came out of his mouth.
If you investigate on your own...it might be difficult. Didn't you say your third aunt went to the construction site before and didn't find anything? The people at the site who are familiar with him and know the details are the same as him, so of course they won't tell your third aunt. Even if others know something, Zhou Jianye is a leader, so they won't dare to speak out.
Wang Jiandang tapped the teacup lightly with his fingers and analyzed for Zhao Xiaojing.
Zhao Xiaojing sighed softly. "I remember he had two phones. One he said he used at the construction site, and one for personal use. If he used his son as his screen saver, he should be able to find the photo on either phone."
"Construction site phones are usually only used for phone calls. The phone that changed the screen saver should be his personal phone. As for whether it can be found and whether he changed it before going home, it's hard to say."
Zhao Xiaojing nodded, remembering that Zhou Jianye only came home once a year during the Chinese New Year, and he only stayed for ten days each time. If she wanted to find something on his phone, she could only act within those ten days or so. She suddenly felt depressed.
"The Chinese New Year is in a week. Do you want to go back to Yangcheng?" Wang Jiandang and Zhao Xiaojing thought the same thing.
"Yes, we plan to close on the 28th and open around the 10th."
"Go home and talk to your Third Aunt. No matter how angry you are, get the evidence first.
As the saying goes, to accomplish something, you have to lower your expectations of human nature to the lowest level.
Zhou Jianye and the girl outside have been together for more than ten years. Everyone in their circle has seen them. They usually call each other sister-in-law and sister-in-law. He can take her out so openly. We can't have any expectations on his conscience.
If you want to make a fuss about this, you need to have sufficient evidence to get to the bottom of it. Whether you want a divorce or just want to keep the money in your own hands, don't think that arguing or confronting her will get you to the truth."
Wang Jiandang gave instructions softly, speaking from the heart.
"I see, Uncle Wang, thank you so much. If you weren't familiar with them, I really wouldn't have a clue about my Third Aunt's situation. Now at least we know the reason, and we have a direction to go.
Don't worry, I'll find another way to let Third Aunt know when the time comes. I won't mention your side to her, so I won't make things difficult for you."
After seeing Wang Jiandang off, Zhao Xiaojing sat back in her original seat, holding the thermos cup, frowning as she thought about this matter.
Dong Mei has a hot temper, although it has been tamed a lot in recent years. The last time I mentioned Wang Jiandang to Dong Mei, she reminded me not to ask easily because I was not familiar with Wang Jiandang, so as not to let Zhou Jianye know and alert him.
But these things have been a knot in her heart for many years, and she has been investigating them intermittently, but she has never found the answer. Once she knows about this, the doubts she has had for many years will certainly be answered, but is she willing to endure it until the New Year, without any outburst or questioning?
Now that I know the truth, how can I bypass Wang Jiandang and let Dong Mei know?
If Dong Mei knew, could she really know everything directly?
Although this was Dong Mei's family affair, Zhao Xiaojing still felt that it was not possible.
Not to mention that if Dong Mei impulsively interrogates Zhou Jianye, she will alert the enemy and it will be more difficult to obtain evidence. In that case, everything will be lost. Zhou Jianye will definitely be on guard in the future.
It's just empty talk, it all depends on Dong Mei's words. Whether Dong Mei believes it or not is still a question. Once she believes it, it will be easy for her to think of Wang Jiandang whom she mentioned.
At that time, Dong Mei and Zhou Jianye would confront each other. As long as Dong Mei's superiors made this matter public and put Zhao Xiaojing in the open, as long as Jiang Cheng was mentioned, perhaps Zhou Jianye would be able to identify the person and guess that it was Wang Jiandang who leaked the information.
Zhao Xiaojing was extremely troubled.
[Ding~ Series of tasks dispatched]
[Series Mission 2: Collect evidence, bypass Wang Jiandang, and find the right method and time to let Dong Mei know.]
【Please select whether to accept】
【whether】
Collect evidence? Circumvent Wang Jiandang? Zhao Xiaojing racked her brains as she accepted the assignment.
This is nonsense. If we can collect evidence, we can certainly bypass Wang Jiandang!
But Zhou Jianye was in Mingcheng, Henan Province, which she was not familiar with at all. She was not even familiar with the city, not to mention so many construction sites. She had no idea where he was.
How to collect evidence in this case?
"Everything is packed, shall we go home?" Zhao Xiaojing was thinking hard with her eyes downcast when Su Yuchen came out from the kitchen while wrapping herself in a down jacket.
When Wang Jiandang came over, everyone had just finished their meal. Zhao Xiaojing specially found a corner of the store that had been cleaned up and sat down. After they chatted for a while, the store was also completely cleaned up.
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