Yang Fan laughed: "There's nothing I'm hiding from you. The higher-ups know the whole story, so..."
Duan Ze: "Has Fang Rou come back?"
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything.
In the few seconds that Yang Fan hesitated, Duan Ze made up his mind.
In the end, Duan Ze didn't say much, but simply patted Yang Fan on the shoulder: "Please thank her properly for me."
After saying that, Duan Ze wanted to leave, which made Yang Fan feel uncomfortable.
"I said, aren't you going to see them?"
Duan Ze smiled and said, "There's no need. Meeting in person would only cause unnecessary misunderstandings."
"Besides, Niannian was only recently discharged from the hospital. I spend all my time with her and the child except for work, so I can't leave."
After saying that, Duan Ze left the police station without lingering.
Yang Fan sighed and went back to his own business.
At 11 p.m., Yang Fan couldn't wait any longer. He handed the watch over to his subordinates and prepared to go back to catch up on his sleep. However, just as he drove to the gate, he received a call from a colleague, so Yang Fan had to turn back temporarily.
Interrogation room.
Yang Fan looked at Nan Xing: "Speak, this is your last chance."
With her head down, Nanxing recounted in detail how she had hypnotized Ye Nuan after graduating from high school and how she had sown discord among them.
"As for Grandma Luo, I heard about it from my mother. I know that Luo Qingyuan cares a lot about her grandmother because she was raised by her grandmother since she was a child. I know that if Grandma Luo's death is related to Duan Ye, then their marriage is dead in name only."
"So I found Jiang Jingchuan and joined forces with him."
"He wants Luo Qingyuan, and I want Duan Ye. Isn't that a win-win situation for us?"
Did you have a hand in the cruise ship bombings?
Nanxing gave a wry smile: "Yes, that was my plan. Jiang Jingchuan was just following orders. Yin Fu's presence was meant to slow down the police's arrival, but I didn't expect that Grandpa Duan would personally lead his men here."
Yang Fan and his colleague exchanged a glance, both feeling a chill run down their spines.
If Nanxing's plan succeeds, how many people will be killed?
When Luo Qingyuan got married, almost all the powerful and influential people in Kyoto attended. If it had really exploded, Yang Fan didn't even want to think about what the consequences would have been.
"Tell me more about your plan with Jiang Jingchuan."
The interrogation lasted for a full two hours.
Around 1 a.m., Nanxing was taken away.
But the media and reporters gathered outside the police station continued their stakeout.
The case of Nanxing has been generating a lot of buzz lately, and the authorities haven't given a positive response, so everyone is eager to get some firsthand information and make it trend on social media again.
Two o'clock in the morning.
Yang Fan sent Duan Ye a message: Nan Xing has confessed. The case can be transferred to the procuratorate after some sorting out.
After sending the message, Yang Fan rubbed his temples and went straight to bed in the office without going home.
Tomorrow is Friday, and he has to hand in the case file by tomorrow morning. Otherwise, if he waits two more days, he's afraid something might go wrong.
Once the case is decided, he'll have the face to see Ye Nuan again. When he hands over the verdict, he'll feel a little more at ease.
Over the years, the biggest hurdle in Yang Fan's heart has been Ye Nuan, especially after he had a daughter... Whenever he thinks about Ye Nuan's case, he feels terrible.
Duan Ye seemed to sense something and suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.
He glanced at his phone instinctively, and the information displayed on it instantly brought him to his senses.
Almost instantly, Duan Ye's eyes turned red.
He watched it over and over again, feeling a mix of emotions—joy, bitterness, heartache, and regret.
Luo Qingyuan, still half asleep, reached out her hand: "What's wrong?"
They were just discharged from the hospital yesterday, and tonight Duan Ye came to the Luo family with her.
Duan Ye put his phone down and lay down, when Luo Qingyuan reached out and pulled him into her arms.
He nestled against a warm, soft body.
Luo Qingyuan nuzzled her cheek against his hair: "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
Duan Ye laughed for no reason. Was their posture a little off?
Shouldn't he be the one holding her?
But Duan Ye said, "No, it was just a beautiful dream."
"I think I can finally get a good night's sleep, honey."
Luo Qingyuan's mind cleared for a moment, and she seemed to think of something, but she didn't ask. She just hugged the person a little tighter.
"Okay, go to sleep. Nothing is more important than sleeping, no matter how big the problem is."
Duan Ye responded and slowly closed his eyes.
In a daze, Duan Ye felt something lightly touch his lips, but he was too sleepy to even open his eyes.
I felt my head sink into a warm place again.
He thought, "Hmm, I guess I've been pulled into my wife's arms again."
The next morning at seven o'clock, Yang Fan took the case file directly from the police station to the procuratorate.
And in the hospital.
Nan Hao's condition relapsed, and he was admitted to the emergency room again. Xie Congjing waited at the door of the emergency room once more, feeling more desperate each time.
Although Nan Yue's condition has stabilized, the internal organ rupture has caused fundamental damage, and it is unknown how long she will need to recover.
Fortunately, Nan Yue's husband is a doctor who knows medicine and knows people, and can take care of Nan Yue. Otherwise, she really wouldn't be able to support the family on her own.
Moreover, the hospital they are in now was found with the help of the Luo family, because the hospital they were in before was almost completely surrounded by the media, and their family could not live a normal life at all.
After what seemed like an eternity, the operating room door finally opened.
Xie Congjing stood up: "Doctor, how is my husband?"
Although the doctor was wearing a mask, his eyes looked very serious, and Xie Congjing suddenly had a bad feeling.
The next second, the doctor said, "I'm sorry, we've done our best."
"Mr. Nan died at 8:30 this morning despite all efforts to save him."
Xie Congjing felt her heart sink to the bottom, her face turning deathly pale: "How... how could this be? His health has always been excellent, doctor, could there be a mistake?"
The doctor remained silent.
Xie Congjing suddenly seemed to have a mental breakdown: "No way! Save him! I beg you! Please save him, Doctor!!!"
Xie Congjing burst into tears, drawing stares from those around her.
The doctor advised her to calm down, but when Nan Hao's body was wheeled out, Xie Congjing couldn't withstand the shock and collapsed.
Pei Shuai was notified to come over because he had just come off the operating table.
With Pei Shuai handling all the mess, the hospital breathed a sigh of relief.
Nan Hao was temporarily moved to the morgue, and Xie Congjing was given a sedative by the doctor and was still unconscious.
Pei Shuai had just finished his night shift and had only had time to see Nan Yue after taking care of all these things.
Nan Yue had already finished breakfast and was reading a book in one hand while receiving an IV drip in the other.
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