Kneeling and praying to heaven
"But... but I really don't know what to do..."
Chen Xiaojing poured her a glass of water and slowly explained to her, "Maintaining your own safety is the most important thing right now. If they turn around and accuse you of causing trouble, you might end up in jail for a few days.
“I don’t know, I really don’t know… Ningning was such a good child. I saw his body. How could this happen…” Before she could finish speaking, she covered her face and started crying again. “God, this is a society governed by law. Do we have to have thousands of people write petitions in blood and kneel before Heaven to clear my son’s name?”
Chen Xiaojing gently patted her back: "Have Mr. Yang Ning's other family members gone home?"
"Yeah, I'm worried they'll be threatened. After all, I can handle the signing myself."
"Where is Mr. Yang Ning's father?"
“He was my stepfather. I sent him back to his hometown to prepare for his funeral.”
It would be quite difficult for a mother in her seventies who has lost her only child to survive unscathed in the bustling yet crisis-ridden city of B.
Chen Xiaojing was quite worried.
"Oh, please let us in. We're friends of your screenwriter teacher, here to visit the set... Oh, really, we're her friends, don't you believe me? We went to the same high school..."
A commotion arose at the door. Chen Xiaojing opened the door and peeked out, nearly dropping her jaw in shock: "What? It's you guys!"
Park was there, carrying a bag of milk tea, negotiating with the security guard, while Wang Bo stood to the side holding a sign with something written on it that he couldn't make out, occasionally chiming in with a few words.
Chen Xiaojing ran to the door with the door half-open, apologizing to the security guard with a look of remorse: "I'm so sorry, they really are my friends, please let them in."
After bringing the two people in, Chen Xiaojing took them directly to the room they had just been in. The old man was about to offer them seats when he saw two young men come in, but Wang Bo pressed him down, saying, "It's alright, please sit here. We're just here to visit the set."
"How's the company in Country J doing? Has the government given you any trouble?" Chen Xiaojing poured each of them a glass of water. "Just leave your things here. I'll have the crew come and get them in a bit."
"We're doing great. We plan to travel around different cities in China, then go back to our hometown and start another business." The two men glanced at the somewhat uneasy old man simultaneously. "Excuse me, but what were you doing just now..."
"Ah, this is the mother of a friend of mine. My friend was recently wrongfully killed, and his mother has nowhere to seek justice. Her life is in danger, and I'm worried about how to take care of her."
“Hey, you’ve come to the right person.” Wang Bo waved his phone with a grin. “Xu Yan’s newly opened guesthouse is located on the outskirts of City B. I think it shouldn’t be a problem for this elderly lady to stay here temporarily and help her out.”
"Isn't this too intrusive?"
"It's alright. If you feel like you're bothering her, you can help my friend with some simple chores." Chen Xiaojing also thought it was a good suggestion. "Have you asked her yet?"
Park sneakily showed her the chat history. It turned out that Xu Yan's two social media accounts had been banned for speaking up for Yang Ning, and she was now worried about whether to get another phone card to register a new account.
“That should be fine. I’ll transfer the money to you. Please take her to a hotel you trust first, and once Xu Yan agrees, please take her there.” Chen Xiaojing held the old man’s hand. “Mr. Yang Ning’s death will definitely be vindicated. The bad guys will pay the price they deserve.”
“That’s right. You should conserve your energy first, and then come when you are needed. Otherwise, Mr. Yang Ning will not rest in peace in the afterlife.”
Tears welled up in the old woman's eyes.
"Okay, I'll go with you. I can tell that you are all good kids like Ningning."
Without hesitation, she got up and left with Wang Bo and Park, leaving Chen Xiaojing with a lonely silhouette.
Chen Xiaojing's phone vibrated. She opened it and saw a message from Zhou Chenjin: "Yang Ning's death may be related to those people laundering money. I don't know the exact amount, but I estimate it's not small. Be careful."
"Yes. I know."
After thinking for a moment, she opened her chat with Qian Luchang: "My friend sent over a lot of milk tea. Let the crew members come to my break room to get it."
The other party quickly replied with an "OK" emoji.
After sending the message, Zhou Chenjin put down his phone, took off his glasses, and rubbed his slightly sore nose.
The report in her hand contained the deepest information HW could find related to Yang Ning's death. If the information was true, Yang Ning might even be able to apply for a martyr's medal.
"Have you investigated the accounts of the agency he signed with the year he debuted, or the architectural design and construction drawings of the house where he allegedly fell to his death?" Zhou Chenjin casually closed the report and put it down. "R country prohibits private arms dealing. If they are really smuggling arms through this kind of transaction, it is enough to go to the International Court of Justice."
"We've checked, and on the surface there seems to be no problem. We can't find any loopholes in the brokerage firm's tax records either, so HW's legal department can't get involved."
Zhou Chenjin stood up and straightened his clothes, which were a bit disheveled from sitting for too long: "If the landlord, screenwriter Ji Qun, and that Zhang Ge end up together, they will definitely be the pawns abandoned by the big umbrella behind them. If there are no problems, we should create problems."
"I will instruct Xiaojing to cooperate with them to find clues and monitor her watch data. If anything unusual happens, we will immediately call the police," Zhou Chenjin ordered. "As for me, I'm going to meet the leader who controls our country's economy."
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