Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 360 - 240: Hand Over to the Police (2 more 1)

Chapter 360: Chapter 240: Hand Over to the Police (2 more 1)

Huangfu Huazhang’s nature was to strive for elegance and perfection in everything, calculating every detail to the finest degree.

If Nisha’s death was inseparably linked to Mr. Q, and Mr. Q was Huangfu Huazhang, then even if the doll’s skirt was torn, he would certainly wrap another expensive cloak around the doll; and the packaging material would never be of such poor quality. Even the knot used for the packaging, she believed Huangfu Huazhang would tie it himself, striving for perfection.

Yet, the pile before her didn’t align at all with Huangfu Huazhang’s usual way of doing things.

From this pile, the suspect’s personality traits could be profiled.

Closing her eyes, in Shi Nian’s mind appeared a man from an ordinary working-class background, refined and thin, with a shy gaze who rarely makes eye contact with people; he might wear "name brands," though they are all knock-offs. A bit sentimental, he might have joined a student literary club in middle and college, writing poetry; the quality might not be high, but it’s sure to be sufficiently sappy, enough to be asked to ghostwrite love letters...

As the pieces of this person’s profile came together, an image of a person appeared before Shi Nian.

——Wang Dong.

Shi Nian shook her head.

Perhaps there weren’t many people like this in her life, or perhaps Wang Dong’s earlier state left a deep impression on her, ingraining his image deeply in her mind?

As her thoughts turned, Shi Nian once again saw the scene of Wang Dong that night.

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After Wang Dong confessed, Huangfu Huazhang led her away, leaving the remaining matters to Xia Zuo and those subordinates to resolve.

She was uneasy, stopped at the door, and looked up at him in the dim light: "What do you plan to do with Wang Dong?"

Huangfu Huazhang looked down at her: "You wouldn’t still hope for me to hand him over to the police, would you?"

Of course, she thought so. But they had already argued a few times over this with him and Xia Zuo, so she knew she had to back down. She lowered her head and gently shook it: "I don’t want to upset you anymore."

The mountain wind arose, rustling over the mountain’s yellow leaves. Rustle, rustle, like the lonely sobs of a solitary person.

Huangfu Huazhang’s gaze fell on her face, seeing not just her outward submission, but also the small, unyielding defiance in her eyes.

He heard himself sigh softly. Though it was light and quickly dissipated in the wind, he understood best what such a sigh meant.

It was mercy, helplessness, and—compromise.

If it were anyone else, even when he first entered the unfamiliar Ford family at age 20, alone and unaided, he wouldn’t easily compromise, let alone be so soft-hearted.

"Alright."

He quickly uttered these two words before he could regret it.

"Sir?" Shi Nian was a little incredulous: "You’ve agreed?!"

"Mmhm." He lowered his eyelids proudly, not looking at her face, only at the crystal skull in his palm: "Since you wish it so, I’ll agree."

He stood in the dim light, his face hidden behind it, his exact expression unclear.

The mountain wind came, carrying the unique chill of the mountain area, tugging at the hem of his coat. It revealed a nonchalant yet melancholic demeanor.

Shi Nian took a deep breath and cautiously stepped forward to tug on his sleeve.

Looking up, she softly said, "Thank you."

"No need." He tilted his head to look: "I want to do everything to make you happy."

He paused; by slightly turning his face, his eyes were exposed in the dim light. That gaze was deep and enduring.

"...I hesitated before not because I didn’t want to fulfill your wish, but I have to weigh the pros and cons of the whole affair. You have to understand, I must protect my subordinates. If Wang Dong is handed over to the police, they will certainly re-interrogate him, which might lead him to retract his statements and possibly even turn around to accuse my subordinates, such as saying we kidnapped him."

Shi Nian nodded: "I understand. Rest assured, I won’t misunderstand your intentions because of this."

Her words made him raise an eyebrow: "Oh? In that case, you understand my intentions?"

Shi Nian lowered her head: "I understand."

He then laughed. It was hard to imagine that a man consistently elegant to the point of loneliness, mysterious to the point of eeriness, could stand there in the dim light, smiling like a child.

Yet Shi Nian dared not look and could only forcibly turn her head away.

"Sir, may I go see Wang Dong first?"

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Before seeing Wang Dong again, she thought the scene before her might be like those in movies or TV shows, where Wang Dong must have confessed so quickly because he had been tortured. She imagined she would see wounds all over Wang Dong’s face and body. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

But when she entered the bedroom, what she saw was entirely different from her imagination.

Wang Dong not only had no wounds on his face and body, but he was also just sitting in a chair, asleep.

His sleep was peaceful and serene, as if he had a pleasant dream, with the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

Shi Nian froze, looking up toward Xia Zuo standing beside Wang Dong: "How could it be like this?"

Xia Zuo looked at her calmly: "What did you expect? Blood and gore? If you truly think that way, then you don’t understand the nature of the gentleman. How could he do such a vulgar thing?"

Shi Nian blushed: "...I just didn’t expect him to fall asleep."

Xia Zuo turned his face away arrogantly: "What’s strange about that? He’s not strong or brave; deep inside, he’s quite timid and fearful. Kidnapping and killing someone in a moment of fury was beyond his psychological limit. This affair was an immense burden for him; confessing tonight actually lifted a weight off his shoulders. With the psychological pressure relieved, he naturally just wanted to get a good sleep."

Shi Nian nodded, "Alright, I’ll notify the police to take him away."

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Huangfu Huazhang took her and the few subordinates hidden in the mountain, waiting for the police to arrive.

Shi Nian’s heart was in her throat.

To avoid Huangfu Huazhang being suspicious, she didn’t notify Tang Yanqing, or Jia Tianzi, or Guan Liang but simply called the general police to coordinate the dispatch.

The police command center and Tang Yanqing’s precinct are two different entities, so they couldn’t recognize her number, nor would they therefore inform Tang Yanqing; however, she was still worried that Tang Yanqing might be the one responding to the call.

Tang Yanqing, unlike her, could make Huangfu Huazhang lower his guard; but once Tang Yanqing appeared, Huangfu Huazhang would immediately become suspicious, thereby possibly nullifying all the previous careful efforts.

When the police car stopped, and an overweight detective walked out, only then did Shi Nian quietly exhale.

It wasn’t Tang Yanqing, but an old acquaintance, Master Qiao.

Everyone in the precinct knew that Old Qiao and Tang Yanqing were arch-rivals, so his appearance was not a bad choice.

Huangfu Huazhang looked through a compact black telescope and saw the people around the police car clearly.

His telescope was an infrared one, with functionalities not inferior to military-grade special operations equipment, so even across the mountain’s nightscape, he could easily see the faces around the police car.

Old Qiao was a veteran detective in the precinct; before Tang Yanqing rose to prominence, he was on the precinct’s annual merit list, often highlighted in media reports. So recognizing Old Qiao was not difficult for Huangfu Huazhang.

He then satisfiedly set down the telescope, his thin lips curling slightly as he turned: "Shall we go?"

Shi Nian could only nod: "Okay."

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Shi Nian withdrew her thoughts, gathered the packaging materials, and got up to go to the entertainment department to find the reporter Joseph who wrote the article on Luo Xiansheng.

Shi Nian hadn’t been with "Deep Throat" for long, and they were in different departments, so while she and Joseph would greet each other upon meeting and had toasted each other at company gatherings, they weren’t closely acquainted.

So, when she mentioned she came to verify the article’s authenticity, Joseph was a bit displeased.

"Hour, I know you’re a star in the social department. Though many current entertainment news stories are fabricated or sensationalized to catch eyes, not all are like that, and not all entertainment reporters would degrade their professional ethics that way."

Shi Nian frowned: "Joseph, that’s not what I meant."

"If that’s not it, then you shouldn’t have come to verify it. Because you only verify what you doubt, isn’t that right?"

Shi Nian smiled and nodded: "Joseph, I came to ask for your sake as well; I’m also worried that you were misled into taking this piece as genuine."

Joseph narrowed his eyes: "What are you saying?"

Between reporters, facts speak loudest. Shi Nian said, "I at least have some personal ties with the Tang Family. I’ve seen this Luo Xiansheng in person, and I don’t think he’s someone who would fool around with his protégés, nor someone who would casually get involved with just any girl."

"He’s from an aristocratic family, with strict family discipline. I’m concerned that there might be some misunderstanding with this article. For instance, could it be that the girl leaked this to you herself, posing to match your narrative for the shoot? So perhaps this whole thing was the girl using you from start to finish."