Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 406 - 284: Father’s Secret (3rd Update 3)_2

Standing behind the single-layered coated glass, Shi Nian stared intently at the scene, her heart quietly trembling.

Strictly speaking, Qi Xiuqi and Tang Yanqing should have never met... And from Qi Xiuqi’s expression, if they had met, it was only related to the case from four years ago.

Tang Yanqing also fixed his gaze on Qi Xiuqi, yet his expression lacked much agitation, as if everything was already under his control.

He simply sat down calmly, his gaze sweeping over Father’s face, then quickly shifted to the glass, as if sensing Shi Nian’s presence through the single coating.

Shi Nian took a deep breath, suppressing a sudden heartbeat.

Her excuse for being here was naturally to visit her senior brother, but she didn’t know Tang Yanqing would rush back today. Likewise, she believed Tang Yanqing was initially unaware of her arrival.

Luckily, after a sharp glance, Tang Yanqing raised his eyebrows, his gaze sliding away. He stared straight at Father: "Long time no see~"

Father trembled. He had crossed paths with this young detective several times before. The earliest was naturally after Shi Nian and Nisha were locked up, when this young detective, full of wickedness, pursued them. For the whereabouts of Shi Nian and Nisha, he did not hesitate to issue harsh words at him.

Later... Father furrowed his brows, later he himself couldn’t quite recall where he had seen this Mr. Tang. But at such a close distance, eye to eye, his vision still found familiarity; surely he had met him at some occasion afterward, yet he himself couldn’t clearly articulate it.

The confusion that flashed in Father’s eyes was not surprising to Tang Yanqing.

Father simply couldn’t believe he had once appeared before him as a customer of Yanwu Square.

All Father could do was respond politely: "Mr. Tang."

Tang Yanqing squinted with a smile: "Given your current situation, Father, I trust you know best. So I’ve always anticipated this meeting today, waiting for the story Father will tell us."

Father bleakly closed his eyes.

"Mr. Tang, I’m truly just a minor role at Yanwu Square. Although I seem to preside over its daily operations, I’m merely the errand boy on the surface."

Tang Yanqing turned his gaze to Qi Xiuqi, smiling quietly: "Senior, what’s your take on this?"

Qi Xiuqi also let out a cold laugh: "Feigning innocence, trying to shift all blame to the one behind the scenes. He’s justified in doing so, as he’s confident that no one but him and the person behind knows about these matters; However, he’s overly confident and forgets his predicament."

Father’s face instantly turned pale: "I, I truly am not lying."

Tang Yanqing fixed his gaze on Father: "You were born into a devout family; you once had unwavering faith in God. Considering what you’ve done to those girls, how do you think God would punish you?"

Father’s whole body shook violently upon hearing this, clenching his fingers: "You’ve uncovered my background?"

Until now, the police only knew him as Father, unaware of his true identity. Yet Tang Yanqing smiled faintly: "You thought that destroying all past records would prevent me from fishing you out from the vast sea of people?"

He glanced at the mirror again, lowering his eyelids calmly.

"Father, you were born into a pious family, filled with reverence for God and clergy. So when your original name was erased, needing you to choose a term as your code name, you chose ’Father.’

"However, while named Father, you’ve committed heinous acts against those girls, indicating a contradiction within you. After an initial respect for God, you gradually altered your faith, even developing resentment towards God. So, by committing crimes under the name of Father, you’re subconsciously rebelling and blaspheming against God."

Tang Yanqing paused slightly, then compassionately looked up: "I presume you later experienced sexual assault by a clergyman, but due to your young age, you were unable to resist; and, coming from a devout family, they wouldn’t easily believe a clergyman could commit such an act, so you had no choice but to endure it silently without telling anyone, unable to protect yourself."

Father’s breathing suddenly became rapid, his nostrils flaring, cheeks gathering redness.

Tang Yanqing remained calm and collected, as if everything was within his control.

"Your physical characteristics trace to Italian ancestry, another reason for choosing ’Father’ as your code name. With Italian blood, you likely enjoyed watching ’The Godfather’ during your youth, and those in gangs refer to their leaders as Father. Hence, you desired that kind of malevolent power, hoping one day to stand atop a gang like the Godfather."

"With this mindset, you governed and managed those helpless girls. Initially, you numbed and mentally controlled them with the superficial kindness of a priest, creating emotional reliance on you, causing them to come only to you, whether in joy or sorrow, thereby stripping away their courage to leave. You made them believe that in this kingdom, only by your side would they receive protection and divine favor;"

"Simultaneously, you used mafia godfather methods to strictly control and punish disobedient girls. Nisha is a typical example: if anyone dared to disobey or lead reporters or police to Yanwu Square, their only fate was death — and a brutal one at that."

Father’s breathing grew more frantic, the redness from his cheekbones spreading across his face.

Tang Yanqing remained unruffled, his gaze as clear as cold spring water beneath clouds.

"Both you and your family possess a high musical talent. Ordinarily, coupled with a devout identity, this would lead to one place — the choir. Thus, you were part of your district church’s choir as a child, possibly the lead singer or conductor. On Sunday gatherings, you were a small star in your parish, proud of it, and subsequently became the clergyman’s prey."

"This talent brought you pain, but also pride you couldn’t abandon. So, even running Yanwu Square, you refused to give up your musical dreams. You fabricated another identity to walk under the sun, becoming a musician, a band conductor."

"Yet this pride and unresolved musical longing also manifested in your gestures at Yanwu Square, unconsciously displaying a conductor’s traits, exposing your identity."

Tang Yanqing sighed softly here, raising his eyebrows calmly.

"A devout family, Italian descent, musical talent, childhood church star... With these factors entered into a cross-referencing database, your identity wouldn’t be hard to pinpoint. Father, now that I’ve laid everything out, do you want to confess voluntarily and have us plead with the prosecutor for leniency and strive to protect you, or shall we uncover your identity ourselves, leaving you exposed after court, without further concern for your fate?"

Father turned ashen-faced instantly, glaring at Tang Yanqing intensely.

"This is terrifying, how you know all of this. Terrifying!"

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Two hours later, Tang Yanqing pushed the confession forward with satisfaction for Father to read. After reading, Father somberly signed.

Jia Tianzi personally came in to escort Father out. As Tang Yanqing stretched lazily to stand up, Qi Xiuqi caught hold of his wrist.

"Mr. Tang, it seems we’ve met somewhere before."