I can dream about my own death.

Li Mubo turned to Chen Wensheng and the other two: "Jiang Yanhui has been involved in construction projects in Changfeng City for so many years, including a significant portion of municipal projects. The interests involved are extremely complex. I hope that your 749 Media can report on Jiang Yanhui truthfully."

"Sorry! We're just reporters; we can only provide the company with interview material. What content the company chooses to report on is not something we can decide."

Li Yucheng knew that the engineering industry was particularly murky, especially when it came to municipal engineering, so he naturally dared not make any promises lightly.

"Alright! I understand your difficulties." Li Mubo wanted to use the power of media oversight to reduce obstacles to the subsequent investigation, but now it seems that the hope is very slim.

The three interviewers concluded their interviews and drove back to the company, uploading all the interview materials to the company's work email.

And so, another workday came to an end.

Chen Wensheng left the company and, as usual, went to the market to buy groceries.

When he arrived at Lao Zhou's fish stall, he found that the stall had been sealed off.

He felt a bit annoyed. Old Zhou wasn't a bad person in the traditional sense; he wasn't stealing gold for money at all.

If Jiang Yanhui hadn't been withholding wages, Lao Zhou's brother wouldn't have died from lack of money for medical treatment, and Lao Zhou wouldn't have been blinded by hatred and resorted to extreme measures to retaliate against Jiang Yanhui.

Old Zhou did indeed drag Jiang Yanhui down with him, causing Jiang Yanhui's family to be destroyed and his own life to be ruined. At the same time, he also plunged himself into an endless abyss, and it is estimated that he will spend the rest of his life in prison.

With this outcome, was Lao Zhou's revenge a success?

As Chen Wensheng fell into deep thought, the owner of the fish stall next door asked, "Will Old Zhou come back?"

Chen Wensheng turned to look at the boss and shook his head.

"Sigh!" The boss took out a blackened rag, wiped the water off his hands a little, then took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, lit it and started smoking.

After taking a couple of puffs of his cigarette, the shop owner flicked off the ash and continued, "To be honest, I really disliked Old Zhou. He often sold fish cheaply to people he got along with, disrupting the market order. But since he left, I've started to miss him a little. Tell me, why would such a kind person like him get involved in crime, or even rob a jewelry store?"

Chen Wensheng frowned and hurriedly asked, "You mean Old Zhou would sell the fish at a low price to people he gets along with?"

"Yeah! He sells fish at the normal price to most customers. But if he meets someone he gets along with, he'll sell them at cost price, or even below cost. Like you, haven't you always been able to buy fish at a low price?"

"Is that so?"

"Exactly! He only gives it to a select few. If he gives everyone a low price, how are the fish stalls around here supposed to do business?"

Hearing this answer made Chen Wensheng even more uncomfortable.

It turns out that the reason he was always able to buy fish at a low price was simply because he got along well with Lao Zhou.

His unintentional remark about buying tilapia indirectly led to Lao Zhou's arrest.

Chen Wensheng muttered, "If we can find the lost gold, it should shorten Old Zhou's time in jail. Could I try to find the 9 of Hearts?"

"What did you say?" The fish stall owner didn't hear him clearly.

"Give me a tilapia, please," Chen Wensheng said with a smile, changing the subject.

"We don't have tilapia." The fishmonger shook his head, then raised the hand holding the cigarette and took a deep drag.

"What kinds of fish have relatively few fine bones?"

"Large grass carp weighing over ten kilograms, especially older grass carp, basically have no fine bones."

"There are only two people eating." Chen Wensheng said with a helpless expression.

"I have a big grass carp here that weighs over ten kilograms and was recently killed. It wasn't completely dead before I killed it. If you don't mind that it's not fresh, you can buy a piece of fish to take home."

"Okay, one piece, please."

Chen Wensheng bought the fish and headed to Chenxing Apartment.

He took out his key and opened the door to Xu Xiaoqi's house.

Xu Xiaoqi sat on the sofa, engrossed in playing on her phone.

Chen Wensheng asked with a smile, "Xiaoqi, what are you playing?"

Xu Xiaoqi turned to Chen Wensheng and replied expressionlessly, "An interesting reasoning game."

"Oh? You're so young, and you can already play mystery games? How many times have you completed them?" Chen Wensheng asked with a hint of surprise and admiration.

"I've already cleared the game three times. According to the game's description, after clearing it four times, I'll get a random card and become a full member of the game."

"Then good luck!" Chen Wensheng encouraged.

"But the fourth level is very difficult, and I need to spend more time to pass it perfectly. After completing the game, I can earn money in the game. If the description in the game is true, I should be able to raise my surgery fees soon."

As she said this, Xu Xiaoqi became slightly agitated.

Chen Wensheng sensed a hint of emotion in Xu Xiaoqi's words, but he immediately shook his head and warned, "There are many mobile games online that promise huge cash rewards, but they're all fake. You can play them for fun, but don't spend any real money on them, understand?"

"Uncle, don't worry, I won't spend a single penny. If I find out this game is a scam, I'll uninstall it immediately." Xu Xiaoqi's tone returned to its coldness.

"That's good, that's good." Chen Wensheng nodded with a smile. "Xiaoqi, you should also pay attention to the time you spend on your phone. Don't overdo it and hurt your eyes."

"I see."

"Okay! Uncle bought fish again. Uncle will cook fish for you right away." Chen Wensheng raised his hand, patted her head, and then went into the kitchen.

After Chen Wensheng entered the kitchen, Xu Xiaoqi looked at her phone and said coldly:

"The fourth challenge is to design the perfect crime. How do you construct a perfect crime? Even with enough information, it's incredibly difficult. You have to consider so many things: the people involved, the tools used, the means of communication, the aftermath, even the weather. If any one of these steps goes wrong, the perfect crime is impossible. It's so hard!"

After Xu Xiaoqi finished speaking, she put down her phone and cleared her mind for a moment.

While frying the fish, Chen Wensheng was so engrossed in his phone that he didn't realize what was happening until he smelled a faint burning aroma. He immediately turned down the heat, flipped the fish over with a spatula, added some fresh oil, and then turned the heat back up to fry it.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Wensheng finished cooking and brought the food to the table.

The two enjoyed their meal together in a warm and cozy atmosphere.

As Chen Wensheng ate, he said, "Xiaoqi, Uncle has been a bit busy these past few days and hasn't had time to come see you every day. Is there anything you're having trouble getting used to?"

"No!" Xu Xiaoqi shook her head, then changed the subject, "Uncle, the fish is a little burnt. Was it because you were looking at your phone and forgot to check the heat?"

"You just saw me using my phone."

"No! I noticed you were often on your phone while cooking. Frying fish is a delicate task; it's easy to burn it if you're not watching the heat closely. So, I guess you burned the fish because you were looking at your phone."

Based on Chen Wensheng's previous habits, Xu Xiaoqi deduced why the fish was burnt.

In Xu Xiaoqi's view, everyone has their own habits of doing things, and by reasoning through people's habits, many truths can be reasonably deduced.

Chen Wensheng smiled and nodded: "Very smart, let's eat."