An Xueyi worked hard for a few days and arrested a lot of spies. Because of the explosions and blackouts that day, as well as the previous marks, these spies thought that someone wanted to cause a big wave. Regardless of their true intentions,

Overseas, they still want to take this opportunity to fish in troubled waters. Many people have come forward because of this.

After An Xueyi finished his work, he finally had time to go home and have a good rest.

When An Xueyi returned home, he felt more tired than ever before. The continuous work these days left him with almost no time to rest, and now he can finally relax.

He took a hot bath, put on comfortable home clothes, then sat on the sofa in the living room, closed his eyes, and tried to let his mind empty. He knew that although he could relax temporarily, the investigation of the case was still going on.

It's far from over.

Seeing his tired look, the servant An Xueyi invited took the initiative to pour him a cup of hot tea and said softly: "You haven't been home for several days. You have worked hard these days. Drink some tea first.

Have a good rest."

An Xueyi opened his eyes, took the tea cup and nodded slightly, "Thank you, I will."

He took a sip of the hot tea and felt the fragrance of the tea slowly spreading in his mouth. Then he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the tranquility. As if he suddenly remembered it, he said to the servant: "Child, where is the child?

Why didn't you hear any movement?"

The servant smiled and said: "You don't even know what time it is now, you have already fallen asleep!"

An Xueyi nodded and struggled to stand up from the soft sofa. He came to the door of the room that was specially converted into a children's room. Although the room was dark, through the moonlight outside, An Xueyi saw the child's expression on his face.

Sleeping peacefully in a small crib.

An Xueyi gently opened the door and walked into the room cautiously, for fear of disturbing the child's sleep. He stood by the crib, quietly looking at the child's peaceful sleeping face, and a warm current surged in his heart.

"Child, daddy is back." An Xueyi said softly. Although he knew that the child could not hear, he couldn't help but want to share his return with the child.

He gently touched the child's little face, and then gently kissed the child's forehead. Although the child was not his own, out of An Xueyi's love for Ji Menghan, An Xueyi regarded the child as his

Treat it as your own biological son.

An Xueyi gently exited the room, closed the door, and returned to the living room. He sat back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and let himself be immersed in this tranquility. He knew that tomorrow was a new day, and he still had

There is a lot of work to do. But now, he needs to take a good rest and recuperate to meet the next challenge.

The next day, An Xueyi handed a document to An Xueyi as soon as he went to work and said: "Leader, this is the list of people who died in the bombing!"

An Xueyi accepted it and said, "Okay! Is there anything worthy of note in this list?"

The reason why An Xueyi asked for this list was because he felt that the explosion this time was very strange. If he just wanted to cause panic, he wouldn't have bothered to add so many steel balls to one side of the explosive.

In this way, it seems that certain people must be dealt with. As far as An Xueyi has received so far, the number of casualties in the explosion is shocking. It can be said that those who are touched will die, and those who are rubbed will be injured. Especially since the time happens to be

When I go to work, the streets are full of people.

An Xueyi took the document and quickly flipped through it. At the same time, his eyes moved quickly on the list, looking for any possible clues.

Suddenly, An Xueyi stopped striding forward and looked at the names on the list in disbelief.

Ji Menghan!

An Xueyi never expected that Ji Menghan's name would appear on this list. When he said goodbye last time, Ji Menghan's face clearly appeared in An Xueyi's mind.

An Xueyi's heart tightened, remembering what Ji Menghan had said about what the two would go through after they got married. Ji Menghan would even fantasize about what would need to be prepared for the wedding between the two.

Ji Menghan was his concubine. Although Wang Wenwu had never treated her badly in life, when Ji Menghan entered the Wang family, except for a baggage containing all her clothes, she was carried into the Wang family through the back door by Wang Wenwu on a red sedan.

.

Although Ji Menghan never said this, An Xueyi paid special attention to it. Whenever he saw the wedding team, Ji Menghan always showed envious eyes.

In fact, An Xueyi secretly prepared a wedding dress for Ji Menghan in private, and only waited until that day to give her a surprise.

An Xueyi's heart was filled with regret and sadness. He originally planned to wait until the right time to give Ji Menghan a surprise and let her wear that wedding dress to fulfill her dream for the wedding. However, all this happened unexpectedly

The bombing went up in smoke.

"Ji Menghan?" An Xueyi repeated the name in a low voice, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

?The person who handed the document noticed An Xueyi’s reaction and asked cautiously: “Leader, do you know this person?”

?An Xueyi nodded, trying to calm down his emotions, "Yes, she is a friend of mine."

?The person who handed the document saw An Xueyi’s expression and realized the seriousness of the situation, “Leader, do you need me to do anything for you?”

? An Xueyi took a deep breath, "No, no need. You go and do your work first, I will handle it myself."

?The person who handed the document nodded and left An Xueyi's office. An Xueyi sat at his desk, lost in thought.

An Xueyi sat in the office for a long time. No matter how many lives and deaths he had seen, he still couldn't accept Ji Menghan's departure.

An Xueyi's good friend heard the news and hurried back from outside. Without knocking on the door, he rushed directly into An Xueyi's office. He saw An Xueyi sitting there motionless as if he had transformed into a statue.

His eyes were red. He didn't know where he was looking.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! An Xueyi's friend patted his shoulder gently, trying to wake him up from his meditation. "An Xueyi, are you okay?"

An Xueyi slowly raised his head, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then gradually regained his clarity. He looked at his friend and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, but... Meng Han's matter is really hard for me to accept."

The friend sighed and sat opposite An Xueyi, "I know, I am also very sad about Menghan. But now, you need to cheer up, there are still many things that you need to deal with."

An Xueyi nodded, knowing that his friend was right. He stood up, straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down his emotions.

"You're right," An Xueyi said, "I can't let it go like this, and Meng Han's death can never be left alone."

The friend looked at An Xueyi with a flash of approval in his eyes, "This is the An Xueyi I know. No matter what difficulties you encounter, you will not give up easily."

An Xueyi nodded, knowing that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. He said: "I think the explosive used in this explosion is very strange. It doesn't feel like a cover-up to attract people's attention, but it seems like it was done deliberately.

It’s like getting rid of certain people specifically.”

After hearing what An Xueyi said, my friend frowned, "You mean, this explosion may be different from what we thought. It was not a smoke bomb at all. It was a premeditated and targeted action?"

An Xueyi nodded, "Yes, I suspect that this explosion may be targeting a specific person. We need to investigate the background of the deceased to see if there is a common connection."

The friend nodded and agreed, "Then let's start the investigation now. I will contact the departments where these deceased people worked to see if they are participating in very important work."

An Xueyi stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "Okay, let's split up. But before that, I want to see Meng Han for the last time. If you have any news, we will contact you again."

The friend also stood up and asked, "Do you want me to go with you?"

An Xueyi shook his head, "No, I'll go by myself." There was a hint of determination in his voice. Although his heart was full of sadness, he knew that he had to face this reality. Maybe he would feel better after meeting Ji Menghan

some.

The friend nodded understandingly, "Well, don't hold anything in your heart. The wine at my house is good. You can come to my house and sit down and talk to me."

An Xueyi nodded and looked at his friend gratefully, "Thank you, I will."

An Xueyi nodded, then turned around and left the office, driving to the hospital.

An Xueyi entered the hospital lobby and first showed his ID to the staff in the lobby. He said, "Police, where are the bodies of the victims of the explosion?"

The staff member took a look at the certificate and handed it back to An Xueyi. He said, "They were all taken back by the family members."

An Xueyi sounded serious and said: "We haven't closed the case yet, how can you let someone take it back?"

The staff seemed a little embarrassed, "Sir, we are just acting in accordance with the regulations. All the required inspections have been done. And the family members provided the corresponding certificates and procedures, so we handled it according to the process. We have issued a document asking you, the police, for these things.

Bureau."

An Xueyi realized that his tone might be too harsh. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. "I understand. Thank you for your cooperation."

An Xueyi didn't know how he left the hospital. Although the hospital staff made it clear that the work that needed to be done had been done. An Xueyi drove back to the police station and pulled a few people to Wang Wenwu's house.

.

There were simply white lanterns hanging at the door of Wang Wenwu's house, indicating that someone was at home. The concierge at the door stood in the yard lazing in the sun and did not hear the slightest cry.

An Xueyi stood at the door of Wang Wenwu's house with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that this was Ji Menghan's home, but now it had become her eternal destination. He took a deep breath and walked forward.

The concierge saw a jeep parked at the door, and a few people in military uniforms got out. Seeing these people coming, the concierge stood up lazily and said, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

An Xueyi nodded and said to the concierge: "My name is An Xueyi, and I am the police chief. I am here to see Mr. Wang Wenwu."

When the concierge heard An Xueyi's name, he immediately became respectful, "It turns out to be Officer An!"

Although the concierge looked much more enthusiastic than before, the words that came out of his mouth were: "Director An, the host is in mourning right now and it is not convenient for guests to return. Please come back!"

An Xueyi's heart sank when he heard what the concierge said. He knew that Wang Wenwu was mourning the death of Ji Menghan, but he had to see Ji Menghan as soon as possible, the person he thought about day and night.

"I know that Mr. Wang Wenwu is mourning the death of Ms. Ji Menghan," An Xueyi said, "but I have very important things to talk to Mr. Wang. Please tell him that I will leave as soon as possible and will not disturb you for too long.

"

The concierge hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, Director An, I'll report it right away."

The concierge turned around and entered the house, while An Xueyi and the people accompanying him were waiting outside the door. Soon, the concierge came back and said, "Director An, please come in."

An Xueyi nodded and walked into Wang Wenwu's home with his entourage. They walked through the spacious courtyard and came to the living room. Wang Wenwu was already waiting there, with a trace of sadness on his face. It was obvious that Ji Menghan's

Leaving him was a big blow.

"Mr. Wang," An Xueyi said, "please express your condolences. I came here this time to learn something about Miss Ji."

Wang Wenwu nodded, first motioning for An Xueyi and others to sit down first. After the servants had served tea, he said: "Director An, I don't know, what do you want to know?"

After An Xueyi sat down, he motioned for the people accompanying him to sit down as well, and then said seriously: "Mr. Wang, I would like to know if Miss Ji has any unusual behavior recently, or if anyone has tried to approach her?"

Wang Wenwu pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Menghan has not done anything unusual recently. As for whether anyone is trying to get close to her, I don't know."

An Xueyi nodded and continued to ask: "So, does Miss Ji have any special friends or enemies? Or, is she involved in any sensitive matters?"

Wang Wenwu shook his head, "Menghan rarely mentioned her social circle, and I didn't ask too much. As for sensitive matters, since they are sensitive matters, they will definitely not be told to me!"

An Xueyi realized that he might not get much useful information from Wang Wenwu. He decided to change his strategy, "Mr. Wang, if you think of any information that may be related to Miss Ji's death, please feel free to contact us. In addition,

I wonder if I can take a look at Miss Ji’s body?”

Wang Wenwu nodded, "Does this matter? Haven't you already checked it?"

An Xueyi explained: "Mr. Wang, we have indeed conducted a preliminary autopsy, but there may be some details that need to be confirmed again. In addition, sometimes, under specific light or angles, some clues that have not been noticed before may be found.
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