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t, a young woman in a plain dress with two braids was smiling sweetly at him. He reached out and picked up the frame, wiping the glass without hesitation with his sleeve. Then, his finger gently trace...Firstly, the surveillance equipment in the house was functioning normally all night. The subordinate responsible for monitoring the cameras reported that there were no suspicious people entering or leaving during the night. He trusted his own men, and since they said so, at least within the monitored area, no one had broken in. The current missing point is those blind spots, but his subordinates wouldn't reveal them. It depends on whether the police find out. If they do, let them deal with it. If not, then forget about it. Currently, all surveillance footage from that night has been copied, and the police are sending people to examine it.

Besides the gun, police have not found anything suspicious in Wu Shengnan's room.

The second point is important!

Wu Shengnan's side has some good stuff, used for contacting m party and also for data theft. If these things are found out, they will definitely not let the current preliminary conclusion of "suicide" end so easily!

Who could be interested in such things! Who else could possibly know about them!

Rong Ling thought of two possible outcomes, one good and one bad. Coincidentally, the side associated with the bad outcome was walking towards him.

"I have some questions for you!" Jiang Chengfeng's tone was cold as he looked at Rong Ling, as if he were looking at a suspect.

Rong Ling raised an eyebrow, but nodded nonetheless. He was curious to see what attitude the Jiang family currently had towards him. Moreover, Jiang Chengfeng, as the head of the serious crimes unit, also had the right to inquire about and participate in major cases. If Wu Shengnan was truly connected to the kidnapping incident, this wouldn't be just a small case!

Although some saw Rong Ling follow Jiang Chengfeng to a secluded corner, no one would have thought that the two would say anything intimate. After all, although there was no concrete information source, those who were well-connected in the Public Security Bureau knew that Jiang Chengfeng and Rong Ling didn't get along very well.

Jiang Cheng, riding the wind, brought Rong Ling to a secluded courtyard, away from any light. He then searched for a tree as cover. This location and angle ensured their conversation remained private and safe.

Rong Ling's heart had a number. Because Jiang Chengfeng was truly trying to make things difficult, he shouldn't have done this behind someone's back! Given Jiang Chengfeng's status, he could have fully launched a verbal attack at this moment. However, Jiang Chengfeng was still Jiang Chengfeng. When he opened his mouth, it was still very sharp.

"Li Lanqiu is an imposter, do you know"

Rong Ling's face immediately tensed, his eyes becoming extremely gloomy. The large hand resting by his side clenched into a fist with force.

Falling into Jiang Cheng's eyes, Rong Ling at this moment was filled with anger, pain, sadness, and an extreme degree of repression.

It seems he knew about this, but not for long. It must have been his subordinates who told him. After all, the police came to arrest Li Lanqiu because they said she was fake. This confirms that the person was definitely not killed by Rong Ling. He had no reason to do so, nor should he have displayed such pain. Besides, with Rong Ling's skills shown tonight, killing someone would be easy for him. Was it worth causing himself so much trouble

Once he confirmed that this matter was unrelated to Rong Ling, Jiang Chengfeng felt a weight lifted from his heart and spoke frankly.

“Here, we're planning to rule Li Lanqiu’s death a suicide. I'm letting you know so don't worry.”

His tone was still a little cold, but the meaning behind his words held a warmth.

Rong Ling slightly raised his eyes and looked deeply at Jiang Chengfeng. Jiang Chengfeng was showing him goodwill, he understood. However, he was Rong Ling, so he would never show his true self to someone he couldn't trust. For example, pretending that he only just knew Li Lanqiu was an impersonation. Or for example, the Jiang family wanted to make friends, what should he do He could do whatever he wanted!

"What do I have to worry about" He was still arrogant. "If this woman really committed suicide out of fear, she'd be getting off easy. I wanted her to tell me where the real Li Lanqiu was. Death is too easy for her!"

Thus, Jiang Chengfeng was one hundred percent certain that Li Lanqiu's death had nothing to do with Rong Ling.

"You are quite close to her!"

Róng líng raised an eyebrow.

So, don't act so annoyed and indifferent. If it wasn't for the fact that everything he did tonight was for Lin Meng and that he still values her deeply, even if Rong Ling had done favors for your Jiang family, he wouldn't care this much about him.

"Li Lanqiu's estimated time of death is around 1 a.m. The exact time is still pending further confirmation from the forensic department. This time is a bit tight, can you provide an alibi"

It was almost 12 o'clock when they saved Jiang Mu. Jiang Chengfeng worried that Rong Ling might have been delayed on the way, and if he wasn't there to provide an alibi, it would be very troublesome. However, what Rong Ling had done tonight absolutely couldn't get out.

"Rest assured, I stayed home all night. I didn't go anywhere. My family can vouch for me."

Tonight, there was a car that left the villa. However, everyone only knew that his subordinate Ah Yi drove out of the villa. He was hiding in the car at the time, and no one knew he went out with the car. Even when the car returned, no one found out that besides Ah Yi, there was also him in the car.

He has always been meticulous in his work, and since he didn't want to expose his identity, he would definitely cut off any suspicion from others. He stayed at home all night, so the matter of saving the Jiang family and the supposed death of Li Lanqiu had nothing to do with him.

His bloodstained clothes had already been processed, because Lin Meng's nose was too sensitive. She smelled the metallic scent of blood on him, so she alerted him and he turned back to instruct Ah Yi to process the car properly, making sure there wasn't a single trace left behind.

So, at this time he has this confidence clean and needn't fear being investigated!

As for Ah-Yi, there's no need to worry about others accusing him of having Ah-Yi kill the fake Li Lanqiu. Because Ah-Yi arrived at the villa by car at around 12:30. This time conflicts with Wu Shengnan's death time and completely rules him out as a suspect.

So, he has nothing to fear!

Jiang Cheng, hearing him speak so confidently, his eyes flashed. "It's the middle of the night and everyone else is asleep. You better have someone who can corroborate your story, otherwise, you might find yourself in a bit of trouble."

The Liu family certainly won't let this go easily. In the past, they wouldn't have let things pass so easily either, because using this incident to carry out bullying could deal another blow to him.

"My wife and I are together," Rong Ling replied crisply.

It is rumored that you two have been sleeping in separate rooms. Have you made a decision

Is this a kind reminder, or is he probing Could this man still be harboring ill intentions

Rong Ling narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "We slept together that time."

Jiang Chengwind lowered his eyes at once, and after a moment he said, "That's good."

His eyebrows were lowered, with a hint of gloom. But soon, he raised his head and looked straight at Rong Ling, his tone serious and solemn.

"Tonight's favor, our Jiang family will not forget. But don't let others suspect anything, we will still be at odds for a while. But to get to know you, we are definitely on your side. You need to beware of the Liu family, they won't miss any opportunity to take advantage of you. You will have some trouble, but it shouldn't be too serious."

Rong Ling didn't respond. Making him grateful to the Jiang family was often impossible. This matter, without the help of the Jiang family, he could have handled it himself! However, for Lin Meng's sake, let the Jiang family handle it.

Jiang Chengfeng nodded at him and walked out.

Rong Ling stood there for a moment, then took out her phone and called Lin Meng. Lin Meng almost answered the call the instant the ringtone started.

"Hey, Rong Ling!"

"Well, it's me. I'm fine here, don't worry. Li Lanqiu has been preliminarily classified as a suicide by fear of crime. The police are conducting on-site collection and then ruling out the suspicion of homicide. Then, we need to confirm who impersonated Li Lanqiu and where the real Li Lanqiu is."

"It's good that you're alright." Lin Meng let out a breath of relief, her voice laced with warmth. "As for the fake Li Lanqiu situation, just leave it to the police to investigate. Let's just wait for the results."

Now that Li Lanqiu is Wu Shengnan in disguise, Rong Lingyi had explained it to Lin Meng a long time ago. Although they understood this in their hearts, they could never say it out loud, pretending they didn't know until the right moment came, for example, if someone else exposed it.

Lin Meng was intelligent and meticulous. She never overlooked important details, just as she didn't reveal anything about Wu Shengnan during her phone call with Rong Ling now. Rong Ling always trusted her implicitly.

"I'll browse around a bit more and tell the people below. If there's nothing else, just go home first. When you're sure you're going home, give me a call."

"Good." Lin Mengmei smiled brightly.

This statement, it really shouldn't be a big deal.

Later, she received another call from Rong Ling, saying he was coming home. She thought about it and went downstairs to the kitchen to start making dumplings. The man had been busy all night, so he must be hungry when he came back. She made him something to eat. Besides, they hadn't eaten dumplings at home for a long time, and the two little ones probably missed them too. Dumplings are meaningful because they sound like "jiaozi," which means making friends and getting rich. She hoped that after Wu Shengnan's bad luck was gone, their family could be smooth sailing and prosperous.

When Rong Ling arrived home, the first pot of dumplings was just steamed. As soon as Rong Ling stepped into the house, she smelled a savory aroma. Her stomach, which hadn't been aware of its emptiness before, immediately started rumbling.

He pondered for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curled upwards. His eyes sparkled with newfound energy.

Only someone who has been raised on sweet nothings like her could understand him this way!

Following the aroma, he reached the kitchen and saw the lovely woman with her head down. She was holding dumpling wrappers in her hand, skillfully wrapping dumplings. In the next second, a plump and cute dumpling took shape and landed on the plate. She deftly picked up another wrapper, scooped up some filling with a small spoon, and quickly wrapped it up. Her two white and slender hands were truly beautiful. The side of her face, cascading black hair, was so warm. The aroma wafting from the kitchen seemed to be more than just the smell of dumplings. He thought, the fragrance must also include his woman.

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