Detective: I, Cao Jianjun, started by arresting my brother-in-law.

"Come on in."

The director, Director Cheng, and the instructor led Cao Jianjun up to the second floor and back to their office.

Like three patriarchs, they all wore expressions of sympathy and would pat Cao Jianjun on the shoulder from time to time to encourage him.

"Director, what's wrong?"

Cao Jianjun looked somewhat bewildered: "Why did you have to call me to the office so urgently? Is there something you need?"

"The director is worried about your emotional instability."

Instructor Ye Wei said with a wry smile, "The director knows your temper all too well. He's afraid you'll go home recklessly and say something you shouldn't, and he's afraid you'll hurt your wife."

Cao Jianjun was quite moved; it really was the old director.

"Alright, alright, stop being so dramatic."

The director waved his hand, interrupting the instructor's emotional appeal, and turned to say, "Jianjun, the reason I called you to the station is to ask about how to handle the funeral arrangements for your parents-in-law."

"Are you planning to leave it at Green Vine, or bring it back here to process?"

Cao Jianjun shook his head: "Yihe New Village is their hometown, so let's hold the funeral there."

"Ah."

The director, with his hands behind his back, nodded repeatedly: "They say a son-in-law is like half a son. Jianjun, no matter how much grudge you had before, it's all over now."

"Our old saying goes that death is the greatest loss, especially since they are elders."

"So... I just hope you can put aside your grudges and take good care of your funeral arrangements."

"You two families aren't related, so Zhou Hui... will definitely have to rely on you from now on."

"And her older sister, Sun Youguang definitely won't be out for at least ten years..."

"Do what you can. If you can help, then help. If you can't, then take care of your own family first."

Cao Jianjun did not answer, but lowered his head and listened attentively, taking it as an elder's advice to him.

"The institute discussed it before you came and decided... to give you a period of leave."

The director continued, "For now, we'll set the timeframe for one month. Take care of things at home first, and don't think too much about it."

"clear."

Cao Jianjun was somewhat grateful, but he kept his mouth shut.

"Alright, nothing else. You seem much more composed than before. Go ahead and get busy."

The director kept his eyes on Cao Jianjun and, seeing that the other man was indeed calmer than he had imagined, felt much more at ease.

Cao Jianjun didn't linger and immediately left the office in a hurry.

Back in the car, Cao Jianjun found that his sister-in-law, Zhou Cong, was already awake. The two looked at each other, and Cao Jianjun stepped on the gas, and the car sped away.

I arrived home at exactly 12:30 pm.

Cao Jianjun opened the door and saw Zhou Hui eating porridge and steamed buns at the dining table, along with two boiled eggs.

"Hey! Honey, what's wrong with you...?"

When Cao Jianjun suddenly returned, Zhou Hui was taken aback. Just as she was about to ask what was wrong, she saw her sister Zhou Cong following behind her, and her face immediately fell: "Why are you here?"

"Huihui..."

Upon seeing his younger sister, Zhou Cong could no longer hold back his emotions from losing both parents.

Ignoring Cao Jianjun's instructions, she rushed forward, hugged Zhou Hui, and burst into tears, crying, "Dad... Mom and Dad... they..."

Hear the words.

Zhou Hui's brows furrowed instantly, her nerves on edge: "What's wrong with Mom and Dad?"

"They...they...they..."

Zhou Cong was too busy crying to get the words out, his breathing was intermittent, and he couldn't utter a single sentence that was stuck in his throat.

Zhou Hui pushed her sister away, her eyes red-rimmed, and cupped her sister's face in her hands, asking in a panic, "What happened to Mom and Dad?"

"Huihui!"

Cao Jianjun was a little worried. He put the keys away, stepped forward, pulled Zhou Cong aside, and then pulled his wife into his arms with one hand.

He wrapped one arm around her lower back and stroked her head with the other, enveloping her completely in his arms.

"The criminals from Green Vine kidnapped the elderly couple in retaliation against me."

"By the time the task force found them, the two people... were already dead."

Cao Jianjun finished speaking quickly and without the slightest stutter.

boom--

In an instant, Zhou Hui felt her mind go blank, her vision went black, and her body went limp and collapsed.

"Wife? Wife?"

Cao Jianjun shouted and picked Zhou Hui up, then sat her up on the living room sofa.

Zhou Hui had already fainted, her eyes closed, as if she were asleep.

"Wife? Huihui? Huihui?"

Cao Jianjun panicked a little. He patted Zhou Hui's face a few times, but there was no reaction. He then pinched her philtrum with his thumb and pressed down hard.

"Wife? Wife? Wake up...wife..."

As he shouted, the pinched acupoint on his philtrum caused his blood pressure to rise.

Nearly half a minute later, Zhou Hui slowly opened her eyes, her whole body completely drained of strength.

"Wife? You can't be hurt, you know? You're carrying our child..."

Cao Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief and handed the water glass to Zhou Hui: "Wife, are you trying to leave me all alone?"

"Building an army..."

Zhou Hui looked extremely weak, her eyes vacant as she murmured, "My...my parents are dead?"

Cao Jianjun pursed his lips, somewhat speechless.

"Jianjun, I...I'll never have parents again?"

"Jianjun, I'm...I'm an orphan?"

As she spoke, tears began to stream down Zhou Hui's face. She nestled into Cao Jianjun's arms and burst into loud sobs.

This requires an adjustment period.

Cao Jianjun was less worried. As long as Zhou Hui stopped what she had just done, the most difficult hurdle would be over.

From then on, all he had to do was stay with her and comfort her.

Zhou Cong stood in the living room like a child who had made a mistake. He tried several times to go over and coax his younger sister, but Cao Jianjun glared at him fiercely each time.

"What did I tell you on the way here?"

Cao Jianjun wanted nothing more than to devour this woman alive: "Did I fucking let you speak the moment you walked in? If Zhou Hui hadn't been here today, I would have knocked your teeth out."

"Yes...I'm sorry."

After Zhou Cong learned that Cao Jianjun had asked her to go home, she didn't mention her parents' situation and pretended that nothing had happened.

"I...I couldn't help myself when I saw Huihui."

Zhou Cong shook his head desperately, tears welling in his eyes, "I didn't want to either. I didn't mean to upset Huihui."

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Zhou Hui cried herself to sleep in Cao Jianjun's arms.

After waking up, she continued to cry until she was exhausted and then went back to sleep.

This went on and on, until midnight.

Zhou Cong sat beside her, looking at his younger sister with a hint of envy.

I envy my sister for having a man to rely on, and I envy Zhou Hui for having someone to comfort her when she breaks down.

Cao Jianjun's butt hadn't left the sofa since noon. Once his wife had cried herself to sleep, he could finally get some rest himself.

When his wife woke up, Cao Jianjun raised his hand and patted her back.

And so the couple nestled together until the dead of night, when Zhou Hui suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, and looked left and right.

"Jianjun, let's go. I want to see my parents."

Cao Jianjun was somewhat speechless, but he could still understand.

I drove all day and I have to keep going at night.

So Cao Jianjun brought his wife and sister-in-law out of the house, and after much persuasion downstairs, he treated them to a late-night snack before continuing on his way.

Psychotherapy is a very long process.

During this process, all Cao Jianjun could do was stay by his side; there was nothing else he could do.

At 11:30 p.m., I drove out of the Quancheng toll station, got on the highway, and sped towards the green vines.