Before Chen Mo could speak, Zhang Yan spoke first.

He patted Chen Mo on the shoulder, as if relieved.

"I know you were worried about Zhao Yifei's retaliation because you arrested Feng Biao at the full moon banquet, but you don't need to worry now, he's dead."

Chen Mo quickly opened a bottle of ice-cold beer for him.

Zhang Yan took it, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then continued speaking.

"Tsk tsk, a single slit in the throat, blood soaking the entire bed... the sight..."

He took another sip.

"Fuck him, this scumbag's phone is full of Xiaoxue's photos, and there's also the video of you arresting Feng Biao. This son of a bitch has been watching me and Xiaoxue for a long time."

Zhang Yan slammed his wine glass down on the table.

"Good riddance."

Chen Mo also slammed his hand on the table.

"Holy crap, I get it."

"What did you understand?"

"Brother Yan, yesterday Siman and I went to Sunshine City, and Teacher Jiang said that every time she comes back, she feels like she's being watched."

Chen Mo looked at Zhang Yan.

"But she said you and several colleagues had investigated, so I wondered if it was the security camera in the elevator lobby? I checked with the property management, and guess what I found?"

Zhang Yan's expression changed drastically. "Holy crap, could it be related to Zhao Yifei?"

"That's right. Sunshine Property is under Hongsheng Real Estate, which belongs to Zhao Yifei's family. I even asked a rich second-generation heir from Ningcheng that I know."

"Damn it!" Zhang Yan slammed his hand on the table. "This is outrageous! Xiaoxue and I spent all our savings on that house, and we were being monitored? Damn it, get to the bottom of this!"

He turned his head, looked at Chen Mo, and his face was full of gratitude.

"Thanks, Brother Chen Mo."

"No need for thanks." Chen Mo poured him a drink. "Brother Yan, I've learned about Zhao Yifei through the wealthy second-generation circle in Ningcheng."

"They say this guy was highly intelligent, how could he have been killed? He must have had bodyguards, right? There must have been surveillance cameras, right? How come he didn't put up a single fight?"

Zhang Yan continued.

The suspicion is that the crime was committed by someone known to the victim. Everyone who was at Zhao Yifei's villa last night has been arrested.

The on-site investigation results indicate that only they had the time to commit the crime.

Moreover, the scene was cleaned up so thoroughly that there wasn't even a second person's fingerprints or footprints.

They were the only ones who had the time to do it, but no one confessed.

However, some documents and video materials found at the scene supplemented the evidence, proving that Zhao Yifei was the person behind Feng Biao's gang.

"Damn it, this scumbag is a beast. He filmed a lot of videos and violated hundreds of women. The youngest one... you can't even imagine."

"And those scum who were corrupted by him, it's practically Ningcheng's version of the Epstein case."

Chen Mo gripped the wine glass tightly, then loosened his grip.

No mistake was made in killing.

Zhang Yan took a sip of his drink and continued.

He said the case was very strange, and all the people arrested had a good relationship with Zhao Yifei.

Among them, Liang Qihua is the most suspicious. His family has high-ranking officials in Ningcheng, so there is no need for him to do such a thing.

Those bodyguards had high salaries, stable jobs, and had never had any conflicts; in the end, it was they who called the police.

"Brother Chen Mo, to be honest, based on my years of experience in handling cases, my intuition tells me that they may not be the murderers."

"I watched the surveillance footage for a long time today, and something just doesn't feel right. It's like something went in after the bodyguard opened the door, but I can't quite make out what it was."

"At the time, the bodyguard seemed to sense something and even went outside to take a look, but he felt that there was no scientific basis for such suspicion. There couldn't possibly be some kind of invisibility technique, could there?"

"I also found some footprints in the nearby bushes, but that doesn't prove anything for now. We'll continue checking tomorrow and look at the security cameras in the neighborhood to see who was nearby that night."

Chen Mo felt a jolt in his heart, but he didn't show it. He took a sip of wine to calm himself down.

Holy crap, is this the intuition of a veteran detective?

That's fucking awesome.

Is it really true that the net of justice is vast and its meshes are wide, yet nothing escapes it?

"Brother Yan, are you hallucinating because you haven't rested for too long?"

"Maybe. I'll get a good night's sleep tonight and keep looking tomorrow. Ha, technology is so advanced now, no clue can escape our notice. Forget it, let's not talk about the case anymore. Come on, let's have a drink."

Soon, the dishes arrived: grilled oysters, stir-fried snails, and salt and pepper mantis shrimp, all steaming hot.

The two drank back and forth.

Perhaps because he had drunk a few more glasses, Zhang Yan lowered his guard and started talking more.

"Brother Chen Mo, if Zhao Yifei hadn't died, with his methods, Xiaoxue wouldn't have been able to escape."

"If Xiaoxue is assaulted, I might... be on a mission in another city. Can you imagine that?"

Zhang Yan rubbed his eyes.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Xiaoxue. I saved her back then, and she wanted to repay me. Why did I agree?"

Chen Mo patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Yan, didn't Zhao Yifei get his comeuppance?"

Zhang Yan shook his head.

"She's too beautiful. If there's one Zhao Yifei, there will be another, and many people hate me..."

"Brother Chen Mo, you are a good person and loyal. My job is dangerous. If something happens to me one day, please take care of Teacher Jiang."

"Brother Yan, your job is dangerous. Why don't you quit and come with me? I'll help you get rich. Earning millions every year won't be a problem."

Zhang Yan put down his wine glass, his face full of solemnity.

"Brother, I appreciate your kindness, but some things have to be done by someone. Besides, I've been a criminal investigator for so many years, and I can't do anything else except this."

Chen Mo stopped trying to persuade him.

Everyone has their own beliefs.

Zhang Yan and Xiang Nan are the same kind of people.

"Alright, Yan-ge, Si-man wants to be neighbors with Teacher Jiang so they can take their kids out together."

"Okay, let them buy the house tomorrow. I'll pay for it first, and you can pay me back after the Sunshine City apartment is sold, okay?"

"This..." Zhang Yan gritted his teeth, "Alright, thanks brother."

After eating and drinking his fill, Zhang Yan became slightly drunk.

Chen Mo helped him into Sunshine City.

Jiang Xue opened the door and saw Zhang Yan's face was red and his neck was thick, so she frowned.

"You just got back and haven't had a proper rest. How come you drank so much?"

"Teacher Jiang, it's my fault. I insisted on having an extra drink with Brother Yan."

Chen Mo looked apologetic. He had invited Zhang Yan for drinks tonight mainly to try and get information out of him.

"What's wrong with that? I'm happy to be able to drink with Brother Chen Mo." Zhang Yan leaned against the door frame and grinned foolishly.

"Okay, Chen Mo, you can go back now, it's getting late."

"Goodbye, Brother Yan and Teacher Jiang."

Chen Mo went downstairs with a solemn expression.

He wondered, if Zhang Yan really found out some clues and suspected him... what would Zhang Yan do?

Will his position as a criminal investigator make him a suspect in the police investigation?

If the police were to suspect anything, given the power and influence of Zhao Yifei's father, Zhao Hongsheng, they would certainly be informed.

The police don't care if they suspect him; they won't arrest him without evidence. But Zhao Hongsheng doesn't need evidence.

He then gave a wry smile.

With a system in place, what's there to be afraid of?

If Zhao Hongsheng only suspects him and wants to deal with him, he doesn't mind and lets the other party go down to keep his son company.

He called a designated driver to take him back to the Xiangsi Lake Villa. He wanted to see if Zhang Yan would come knocking on his door the next morning.

He can read minds and see what they are thinking.

If you really have doubts, you should make plans as soon as possible.

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