Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 204 The Murderer Tan Jia 23
Considering the current situation, Tan Jia made a brief appearance at the police station and then returned to the hospital.

After taking a shower and lying back in the hospital bed, my body, which had been tense for a day and a night, was finally able to relax.

The doctor was re-bandaging her wound, but before he finished, he was stunned by the new message Tan Ming brought.

"Zhou Yuan is dead? And so soon?"

“It’s quite timely,” Tan Ming said, placing the packed meal prepared by his aunt on the small dining table. “Although the money laundering case has been adjudicated, he hasn’t faced the death penalty. Judging from Zhou Qi’an’s constant troublemaking and lack of concern for his father, I suspect they already have a backup plan, thinking they can be bailed out in a year or two.”

Who would have thought that Zhou Qi'an, in a moment of madness, would try to use Wenwu's death to kill Tan Jia, and then use Tan Jia to scheme against the group of people behind him, only to be used in return?

When a fool thinks, God laughs. He looks down on Tanca and the people behind him, yet he insists on thinking highly of himself.

Tan Ming also said, "We like this kind of talent when we're handling cases; the more we do, the more mistakes we make."

Moreover, it made others make more and more mistakes. They acted so hastily against Zhou Yuan, as if they were afraid others wouldn't know they were in a hurry. Even if they retreated quickly enough, one of their tentacles would eventually be discovered.

“I don’t like that kind of person. A stupid butcher is a social menace. A smart butcher is challenging, and a stupid accident can be unexpected. Only the middle-of-the-road type is both dangerous and unchallenging,” Tan Jia said.

Her right hand was re-bandaged and couldn't move, but she still had to use her left hand to knead dough figurines.

The unique tactile sensation brings a sense of security the moment you touch it, and it even makes your mind seem clearer.

Tan Ming said she has a "detective's mindset," and if she were a real police officer, she would only hope that the IQ of all murderers would drop by ten thousand times.

Tan Jia shrugged and asked again, "Does Zhou Qi'an know that his father is dead? It would be best to tell him directly that his father was killed because of his stupidity. He especially can't stand being called stupid."

"It's said he knows. But we'll have to wait until he gets out of the National Security guys to find out his reaction. But it'll be soon, that wasn't a regular interrogation."

"I hope he can protect himself," Tan Jia said with a smile.

Don't get interrogated and killed for no reason.

They didn't talk about Zhou Qi'an for long, and deliberately skipped over certain topics that couldn't be mentioned. The rest was just fragmented small talk, asking questions like, "Have you seen the news online?", "How's the investigation into Xiao Qian going?", and "Have you finished reading the book I recommended to Captain Zheng last time?"

Then Lin Zhiyue reminded her that it was time to eat.

The food was very light, with porridge as the main dish. It was specially prepared by her aunt and uncle because they thought she had been hungry for a day and a night and was injured.

Lin Zhiyue stared at her injured right hand and her left hand that was kneading dough for a while, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks to feed her.

The black, tousled hair couldn't hide the slightly reddened tips of her ears.

Tan Ming has learned to ignore it with a blank expression.

He came to the hospital this time under the guise of witness protection, and will stay by the patient's side at all times to ensure that the previous situation of people being taken away does not occur again.

As for the rest, forget it, we won't worry about it during this special period.

The ward was quiet. After finishing her meal, Tan Jia had a good sleep and slept until midnight.

When she woke up, Lin Zhiyue was still sitting by the bed, quietly watching her. Under the dim light of the ward, his features were blurry, with only his shoulders and prominent nose clearly visible.

"Why don't you sleep?"

“I’ve found the answer,” he said softly.

Tan Jia reached out and hooked his neck down, making him lean close to his ear to speak.

Lin Zhiyue nuzzled her ear and said, "Poverty alleviation."

Tan Jia seemed lost in thought. The clue she brought out was some videos temporarily recorded using Zhou Qi'an's miniature camera—copying was too dangerous; current anti-theft technology could leave traces of copying and duplication, making it easy to be traced.

If the investigation finds out about her, she will be silenced just like Zhou Yuan.

As for the recording method, the blame can be easily shifted to Zhou Qi'an, who could be said to have multiple backups.

However, the recorded video is not clear and contains a lot of useless information, just like the content saved by surveillance cameras. It is impossible to tell who is who or what is happening at a glance.

Lin Zhiyue was very useful at this time.

Poverty alleviation, poverty alleviation...

Wen Jinbing's hometown is a very poor and backward mountain village. In the past year or two, the province has been carrying out a major poverty alleviation campaign and has also assigned one of the top three universities in the province to provide targeted poverty alleviation to their county, mainly by purchasing agricultural and sideline products from the county.

However, Wenjia Village is located in a very remote area with few good fields and land, making it unsuitable for growing fruit trees. Even though a road was built to the village, nothing of decent quality could be transported out.

However, every geographical location has its unique advantages. The wild honey from the high mountains of Wenjia Village is very famous and is said to have high medicinal value.

However, in the last decade or so, very few people have been able to master the skills to obtain pure honey because the mortality rate is too high. Future development will likely only refer to wild honey and involve artificial beekeeping for honey extraction.

Wenwu's friend died while collecting honey; he fell off a cliff and died instantly.

Then Wenwu went to the town, or perhaps even the county, hoping to seek compensation for his friend's death.

And considering her previous guesses...

The deaths of Wenwu's friends,

We have to go back to the beginning—why did that teenager climb mountains to collect honey?

Was it a sudden whim of his to get some honey to taste? Or did someone make him climb up there? Or perhaps, was he coerced?
Tan Jia's mind was filled with a lot of information. Her bandaged right hand unconsciously stroked the back of Lin Zhiyue's neck, as if as a reward.

"well-done."

……

Zheng Yan only came to the hospital to see his dream specialist the next afternoon.

When they arrived, Tan Jia was using his left hand to work with Lin Zhiyue to sculpt dough.

A clay model of a computer had already been sculpted on the table, and Lin Zhiyue had drawn a few lines on the screen, making it easy to see that it was a surveillance camera feed.

They are now shaping the murderer. First, they need to knead out the torso. They each use one hand, palms together, kneading like noodles. It's so impressive that you can't help but admire their strong will despite their physical disability.

Zheng Yan glanced at it: "Touching China!"

Tan Jia looked up: "What?"

"No. Zhou Qi'an has been transferred back to the police station. After learning about his father Zhou Yuan's death, he's become extremely anxious and the only people he trusts are the people in our second team."

"Because we were wholeheartedly dedicated to serving the people?"

"...Although it sounds strange, it's pretty much the same. So he explained Xiao Qian's death very simply and cleanly."

Tan Jia stopped what he was doing, kneading dough to create sculpted figures, and asked, "Did he do that?"

"No. He filmed it. The small black ball that Xiao Qian was holding before he died was a miniature camera worn on his sleeve. Xiao Qian recognized it and grabbed it during the fight with that person."

(End of this chapter)