Lin Shuyue returned the car to the rental company and took a taxi to Teacher Liu's home.
Hang Jiabai was already waiting at Teacher Liu's house.
Teacher Liu already knew that the two had agreed to discuss business at her house, so she tactfully took Aunt Wang out for a walk.
This incident was different from the past. Lin Shuyue scanned Hang Jiabai the moment she saw him. Hang Jiabai's sin value was less than 5%, so Lin Shuyue breathed a sigh of relief.
This was the second time that Lin Shuyue had scanned Hang Jiabai for good and evil. The first time was at the search site of the Suishan case. At that time, her good and evil radar was always on, and she also scanned Duan Taoyong when scanning him.
Hang Jiabai is just like that group of policemen and armed policemen. His good and evil value is not even one tenth of the 10% grid.
But that scan was different from this one. This case involved a lot of people, especially since Hang Jiabai and Yang Haoan knew each other and were very close, so Lin Shuyue had to be very careful. Otherwise, if she wasn't careful, she wouldn't be the only one who would be doomed. Wang Guiquan, Ah Qin, herself, her mother and sister couldn't escape the persecution of those people.
Lin Shuyue didn't believe that someone who could harm a child in order to cover up the evidence still had a conscience.
The two went to Teacher Liu's study, Lin Shuyue took out her Walkman and pressed the play button.
A sharp female voice sounded in the silent study room, and Hang Jiabai's expression changed instantly. This voice was too familiar. Every day when he got home from get off work, he could always hear this voice talking.
After listening to the entire tape, Lin Shuyue pressed the pause button, and Hang Jiabai spoke solemnly: "This is the voice of Yang Haoan's wife Deng Ling."
Lin Shuyue nodded. This was consistent with her guess. The sound in the tape was really too clear. The emotional changes of the woman who was speaking were also recorded clearly.
Just from this tape, they can piece together part of the story.
The evil of some people once again exceeded Lin Shuyue's imagination. She really couldn't understand why the man was dishonest outside and committed a serious crime, and the wife not only helped her husband to clean up the mess, but also casually said "Teach them a lesson" and passed over the lives of the two children.
In the next ten years, Wang Guiquan's family was under surveillance without any relaxation.
Hang Jiabai said: "Leave this matter to me. I will arrange someone right away, no, I will go to the small fishing village myself and pick up Wang Guiquan and his wife."
Thinking back to a few days ago, he took Zheng Zhongfu's files from the archives room and ran into Yang Haoan at the entrance of the coffee shop. Now Hang Jiabai no longer believed that it was a coincidence.
The entire city of Pengcheng is so big, and Yang Haoan's company is located in Taijiang District, which is not very close to Pinghu District. In the past twenty years, if they didn't take the initiative to arrange it, they rarely met in the city. Not to mention meeting at the entrance of the coffee shop in Dingsheng Building.
It was such a coincidence, so coincidental that when he thought about it now, he felt like an idiot. He had heard of the phrase "darkness under the lamp" before, and he experienced it today. It was also a loud slap in the face for him.
And by identifying Yang Haoan as the murderer of Zheng Zhongfu, all the things that Hang Jiabai had been unable to understand before finally became clear. Also, besides Yang Haoan, who else has such a great ability and background to make both the police station and the court blind at the same time?!
Hang Jiabai wanted to slap himself for helping Zheng Zhongfu sort out his social relationships last night. He's so blind!!
Hang Jiabai was unsure about whoever he entrusted the task of picking up people to.
He said, "I went to see Director He of the Criminal Appeals Procuratorate today. He has issued the retrial process for Zheng Zhongfu's case. On my way back, Zhao Youcheng called me and said that people from the procuratorate and the court had already gone to the Public Security Bureau."
It was not until this moment that Lin Shuyue revealed a genuine smile.
"I'll go with you to pick up Wang Guiquan and his wife. If you go there rashly, they may not trust you."
It was already afternoon, and the two of them did what they said. The Liu family had Hang Jiabai's clothes, so he went to his usual room, opened the closet, took out a white shirt, put on gray-blue jeans, and when he went out, he carried the bag he had worn when he was in college, and changed into sneakers when he went out.
His clothes somehow matched Lin Shuyue's clothes.
When the two of them were going downstairs together, they happened to meet Teacher Liu and Aunt Wang who were coming back from buying groceries. Seeing such a well-matched couple, Teacher Liu's eyes lit up.
After the two left, Teacher Liu's smile never faded. Together with Aunt Wang, they talked about their relationship.
Clearly, there was no spark of love between Lin Shuyue and Hang Jiabai, but from their mouths, it seemed as if Hang Jiabai and Lin Shuyue's child was going to be born tomorrow.
On the way to the small fishing village, Hang Jiabai drove a jeep assigned by the Public Security Bureau.
On the way there, Hang Jiabai told Lin Shuyue about Yang Haoan's wife.
"Her name is Deng Ling. Her mother is an ordinary female worker in the textile factory, and her father is the head of the security department. They live in the textile factory's staff quarters, not far from our Public Security Bureau staff quarters. Deng Ling has been hanging out with the kids in our compound since she was a child. She fell in love with Yang Haoan when she was in junior high school."
"Later, she was admitted to a teachers' college and is now a Chinese teacher at Pinghu No. 2 High School." Before hearing that recording, Hang Jiabai had never thought that Deng Ling would become a murderer.
What kind of person is Deng Ling? Everyone in the family compound praises her. She has a gentle personality, a respectable job, is filial to her elders, considerate to her husband, loving to the younger generation, and very friendly to her neighbors.
Hang Jiabai's eldest brother is thirty years old this year and has not yet married. Every time he goes home, his mother always talks about it a few times, and her words always imply that she wants a daughter-in-law like Deng Ling.
There is also Yang Haoan, who has been a role model for the children in the compound since he was young.
Among a group of peers with similar family backgrounds, he was praised by his elders since he was a child. He had good grades, was sensible, and well-behaved. When he grew up, he was admitted to Capital University, which alone beat everyone else in the compound. After graduating from university, he gave up the iron rice bowl job assigned by the school and returned to his hometown to start a business.
Starting from scratch, from a little-known real estate developer to an outstanding enterprise well-known throughout Guangdong Province. Who in their compound doesn't give a thumbs up when talking about Yang Haoan?
Which parents don't use Yang Haoan as a positive example when educating their children? Isn't that even the case with Hang Jiabai's parents?
Hang Jiabai pursed his lips. The angrier he got, the more steadily he drove.
He had only slept for four hours since he discovered Zheng Zhongfu's wrongful conviction yesterday afternoon. He went through the interpersonal relationships between Zheng Zhongfu and Liang Haihui from beginning to end, listed several suspects, and sent several of his team members out, two of whom have not returned to the team yet.
Among Zheng Zhongfu's interpersonal relationships, Yang Haoan was one of them. Because Hang Jiabai was too familiar with him, he never listed him as a suspect!
Hang Jiabai never doubted his character!
The car gradually became quiet. As the car rocked, Lin Shuyue leaned against the backrest and fell asleep.
Hang Jiabai saw this and turned up the air conditioning in the car to 22 degrees, so that Lin Shuyue could sleep more comfortably. He also changed the music in the car to a more lyrical one.
He received a call from time to time along the way, and by the time they arrived at the small fishing village, it was already dark.
Hang Jiabai did not go into the small fishing village, but parked the car outside the small fishing village.
Lin Shuyue was awakened by the aroma of instant noodles. Hang Jiabai was standing in front of the car, eating instant noodles while looking at the dark sea.
Lin Shuyue opened the door and got out of the car. Hang Jiabai pointed to another bowl of instant noodles on the hood of the car and said, "The environment is simple. There are only instant noodles and bread. They are all here. Take whatever you want to eat."
Lin Shuyue's stomach was rumbling. She had only eaten that one meal this morning and had not had time to eat at noon when she returned to Pengcheng. Now when she smelled the overbearing aroma of instant noodles, she felt a pain in her stomach.
"Instant noodles are great. I haven't had them for a long time." Lin Shuyue picked up the instant noodles, which were braised. She picked up a spoonful of softened noodles and put them into her mouth, and immediately squinted her eyes in happiness.
As a foodie, no one can resist the deliciousness of instant noodles! Lin Shuyue is like this. Even if she eats a lot, she still wants to have a meal from time to time. Instant noodles with runny eggs are Lin Shuyue's favorite!
Lin Shuyue also knew that instant noodles were unhealthy, but what could she do? They were delicious! For their deliciousness, it was worth being unhealthy occasionally! What's more, Hang Jiabai knew how to eat instant noodles. There were actually two softened sausages and two braised eggs in them!
Hang Jiabai saw that Lin Shuyue was eating with relish. She finished the box in her hand in a few bites, leaving not even any soup. When she put down the box of instant noodles, she opened a piece of bread and ate it.
After eating, Hang Jiabai took the initiative to throw things into the trash can on the side of the road. The two of them leaned against the car, enjoying the sea breeze, chatting, and drinking iced black tea like beer.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the two drove to the small fishing village. Most people were asleep, so Hang Jiabai parked the car in the alley in front of Wang Gui's house, and Lin Shuyue got out of the car and walked towards Wang Gui's house.
She reached out and knocked on the door. After waiting for two minutes, Wang Guiquan came to open the door. Seeing Lin Shuyue coming back, he was stunned.
Lin Shuyue pointed outside and said, "I came here with my friend. He is waiting for you at the entrance of the alley."
Wang Guiquan looked next door and it was pitch black. According to Wang Guiquan's understanding of that family, they had already gone to bed.
Originally, Wang Guiquan should have gone to bed at this time, but Ah Qin's health had been getting worse in the past few days. He was afraid that when he woke up, his wife would have left with their children, leaving him alone, so he couldn't sleep all night.
Wang Guiquan didn't believe Lin Shuyue, nor did he believe the police. He looked at Lin Shuyue warily: "Don't try to lie to me. I won't go with you."
Lin Shuyue guessed that Wang Guiquan would not believe her, so she asked for Hang Jiabai's police ID when getting off the car. She handed both the police ID and her own press ID to Wang Guiquan.
Wang Guiquan subconsciously lowered his head, and under the light of his house's 20-watt door light, he clearly saw Hang Jiabai's police ID.
He stared at Hang Jiabai's ID photo for a long time before asking, "Who is Hang Yuxing to him?"
Lin Shuyue was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "I don't know, maybe you can ask Hang Jiabai himself."
Wang Guiquan took Hang Jiabai's ID and looked at it again and again. He was startled by a crisp sound from somewhere. He left a message to Lin Shuyue and went into the house.
Lin Shuyue sent a message to Hang Jiabai, and then waited in a dark place where she could not be easily seen by others.
After more than ten minutes, Wang Guiquan came out, supporting Ah Qin and carrying a bag. Ah Qin smiled at Lin Shuyue without saying anything. Wang Guiquan closed the door carefully.
The three of them walked towards the black jeep parked outside the alley.
Wang Guiquan supported Ah Qin, and Ah Qin held Lin Shuyue's hand tightly with one hand.
Hang Jiabai saw Lin Shuyue and others from afar, and immediately got out of the car and opened the door. The three of them got in the car, Hang Jiabai started the engine, stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and left the place.
The darkness enveloped the banyan tree in front of the Agong Temple tightly. A breeze blew, and the banyan leaves swayed left and right.
It was not until they drove out of the small fishing village that Wang Guiquan and Aqin breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Guiquan sat in the passenger seat and asked the same question he had asked Lin Shuyue: "Officer Hang, who is Hang Yuxing to you?"
Hang Jiabai was concentrating on the road ahead. He glanced at Wang Guiquan and said, "Hang Yuxing is my second uncle."
Hearing this, Wang Guiquan's expression suddenly relaxed.
Ah Qin, who was sitting in the back seat, heard this and said, "During the 1998 typhoon, our village was severely affected. Captain Hang was in charge of providing rescue to our village at that time."
"At that time, we were drying kelp for others at the beach. The typhoon came so suddenly that we didn't even have time to run. We were trapped in the kelp workshop on the beach. If Captain Hang hadn't carried us out of the water, I think I would have died long ago."
Ah Qin is a person who has a clear distinction between love and hate. In her beliefs, good is good and bad is bad. She looks at people. She will not vent her anger on the entire group just because one person is bad. She doesn't like the police officers in the original Taijiang police station, but she is not opposed to other police officers.
She knew that bad apples were everywhere. They were just unlucky and happened to meet those bad people.
Wang Guiquan is just the opposite of her. Ever since that incident ten years ago, Wang Guiquan has hated everyone in the police force equally. Sometimes he even gets angry when he sees the police on TV.
Ever since his two children died, Ah Qin has been his life, and Hang Yuxing, who saved Aqh Qn's life, has become the person he is most grateful to.
Hang Jiabai is very similar to Hang Yuxing, and because of this resemblance, Wang Guiquan chooses to believe him.
But if he betrayed his trust, Wang Guiquan's hand would touch his lower back, where there was a rectangular bulge.
In the darkness, Hang Jiabai could see the bulge clearly, but he didn't say anything and drove the car more steadily.
Ah Qin also knew what her husband took when he went out, but she said nothing. She had even prepared herself for a while, and if she was deceived, she would follow her husband and take revenge on the world.
Ten years, more than three thousand days and nights, tortured Ah Qin beyond words, and also tortured Wang Guiquan into his current state.
Ah Qin knew that she didn't have much time left, and she was afraid that Wang Guiquan would do something unforgivable after she left, so she handed over the evidence when Lin Shuyue came.
She thought at the time that this should be her last cry for help in this world. If no one came to save her and Ah Quan, then she would drag them down with her and sink together.
Ah Qin looked at Lin Shuyue's face and told herself again in her heart to trust her once more. Just once, for the last time.
•••••
At 2:50 in the morning, a jeep sped through the silent Pengcheng and finally stopped in front of the Pengcheng Public Security Bureau.
As the group walked inside, Wang Guiquan held Ah Qin's hand, with one hand hanging by his leg.
The Pengcheng Public Security Bureau was brightly lit that night, and the director of the Pengcheng Public Security Bureau was waiting here in person.
He was in charge of recording the statements tonight. The deputy director who was promoted from the Taijiang Police Station and his faction were nowhere to be seen.
The people from the procuratorate also came, and they were in full charge of supervising the interrogation. The people from the traffic police brigade next door also sent the police dispatch record of a car accident on Songshan Avenue ten years ago.
Everyone saw Wang Guiquan's knife, but no one asked him for it. They were taken to the interrogation room. As a media person and the person who found out about this matter, Lin Shuyue will also observe this interrogation.
In her hand was a camera that every reporter has.
When entering the interrogation room, Lin Shuyue put the Walkman into Ah Qin's hand. She looked at Ah Qin who was about to enter the interrogation room and said to her softly, "Sister-in-law, Nana and your son are waiting for you to seek justice for them."
Ah Qin's eyes suddenly turned red. She looked at Lin Shuyue, who said, "Don't be afraid. I'm in there too. I'll be with you."
Ah Qin held the Walkman tightly, straightened her back, and walked into the inquiry room as if she was going to the battlefield.
This record-keeping lasted from 3:30 in the morning to 6:30 in the morning, when it was already daybreak outside. People filed out of the interrogation room.
Ah Qin and Wang Guiquan supported each other. Ah Qin's face was covered with tears and Wang Guiquan's eyes were red.
When they walked outside the Public Security Bureau, a ray of morning sun squeezed out from the clouds, spreading golden light all over the world.
Ah Qin looked at the rising sun and murmured to Wang Guiquan, "Ah Quan, it's dawn, the sun is out."
Wang Guiquan's eyes were filled with tears, as if he saw the five-year-old girl that year sitting at the door with her one-year-old son who had just learned to walk, happily calling him dad.
Lin Shuyue found a position and took a photo of them.
Soon, Hang Jiabai, dressed in uniform, set off with a pair of people holding an arrest warrant.
Their destination was the staff quarters of the Public Security Bureau.
Deng Ling had just gotten up, wearing soft and expensive home clothes, and was in the kitchen making breakfast for the whole family. Her son and daughter had been sent to school by the nanny, and her husband and his grandfather were still sleeping in bed.
Yang Haoan likes Western food, so she makes sandwiches for him. Her grandfather likes fried dumplings, so she gets up at six o'clock to make dumplings with corn, pork, and carrots, which is the favorite of the whole family.
She had a happy smile on her face and was humming an unknown song while cooking.
Hearing someone knocking on the door, she went out with a spatula and opened it. Seeing that it was Hang Jiabai, she glanced at the criminal police from the serious crime squad who followed Hang Jiabai, smiled gently and asked, "Ah Bai, are you here to look for grandpa? Grandpa hasn't gotten up yet, you have to wait a moment."
Hang Jiabai looked at Deng Ling with a strange look. He said coldly, "We are not here to see Mr. Yang, we are here to see you."
Hang Jiabai held up the arrest warrant in his hand: "Deng Ling, someone accused you of deliberately driving your car into people on Songshan Avenue ten years ago, resulting in two deaths and two disabilities. Now we are arresting you for intentional homicide in accordance with the law."
Deng Ling clenched her hands tightly around the spatula, and then relaxed after a while: "Ah Bai, are you mistaken? How could I deliberately drive a car and kill someone, ten years ago? This is ridiculous."
"But I will go with you. I believe that the law will eventually clear my name."
Hang Jiabai remained unmoved and took out the handcuffs.
Deng Ling glanced at Hang Jiabai, then put the spatula on the cabinet by the door and reached out to Hang Jiabai. When Hang Jiabai handcuffed her, she didn't forget to say, "Ah Bai, you must know that if you handcuff me, the friendship between our two families that has been together for half a century will be gone."
The threat implied in this sentence made Hang Jiabai look at Deng Ling again, and then he said coldly, unmoved: "Let's go. You can tell me these words when you stand in the dock."