The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 468 - 271: Jiang An’s Unique Perspective

Immediately, he suppressed his anger, clumsily put away the military knife, pulled out a pack of Huazi cigarettes from his right pants pocket, and offered them with nodded pleas.

"Officers, I’m sorry."

"I was too impulsive just now. It was truly a big misunderstanding. Please bear with me. Come, have a cigarette."

That ingratiating smile was more unsightly than a crying face, and he bent his waist so low it was nearly ninety degrees.

Li Jian didn’t even lift an eyelid, just waved his hand dismissively, an action full of indifference.

"Cooperate well with our investigation!"

"Of course, of course, anything you need, if I know it, I’ll definitely tell you."

Ye Hui responded eagerly, his tone ingratiating, nodding like a pecking chicken.

Li Jian’s gaze was as sharp as a torch as he glanced at the three yellow-haired guys and the woman behind Ye Hui.

Ye Hui immediately understood and turned his head to harshly reprimand them: "You all disappear at once, I have something to discuss alone with the officers."

At this, the three yellow-haired youths were so scared their legs turned to jelly, cold sweat pouring down as they wilted like eggplants hit by frost.

Usually, they strutted around this area under the shadow of Ye Hui’s power, but when encountering the police, they immediately chickened out.

After all, they knew very well that their shady dealings could easily lead to an arrest if things escalated.

In an instant, the three of them scurried away like dogs that had lost their homes.

Li Jian sat down confidently and looked at Ye Hui, who was still standing: "What, still standing? Sit down."

By now, Ye Hui was scared out of his wits, drenched in cold sweat, and didn’t dare to sit.

His heart was pounding, knowing that his business was not legitimate, and now the police had come knocking. From the looks of it, they were not here for a mere visit. He felt like a lamb to the slaughter.

"No, no! I’ll squat."

Without hesitation, Ye Hui squatted opposite Li Jian like a schoolboy caught doing wrong, looking incredibly embarrassed, nervously rubbing the hem of his shirt, afraid to lift his head.

Li Jian had no interest in his awkwardness and got straight to the point: "Do you know Yang Xiu?"

Ye Hui kept his head down, trying hard to think for a while, before hesitantly responding in a somewhat guilty tone: "Which one do you mean?"

"I... I’m not sure who you’re referring to."

"Ten years ago, a girlfriend you met online, you bought her a lot of stuff."

With this reminder, Ye Hui seemed to recall something suddenly.

He slapped his forehead dramatically.

"Oh, you mean her!"

"I haven’t seen her for years, why bring her up out of the blue?"

"She... she died, didn’t you know?"

"Died?"

"I really wasn’t aware."

Li Jian remained calm, but as Ye Hui spoke, his eyes darted around nervously, clearly hiding something.

The two officers nearby immediately stepped forward and flanked Ye Hui from either side.

"Behave yourself, don’t try any tricks, or you’ll regret it."

The two officers were burly, standing on either side of Ye Hui like two imposing gods, creating a strong sense of oppression.

Ye Hui recoiled like a frightened quail, his voice trembling.

"Officers, let me think again."

"I was too excited just now, there does seem like such a thing."

"But her death, what does that have to do with me?"

"It’s related!"

"It’s definitely related."

Li Jian’s gaze was intense, fixated on Ye Hui, filled with determination to get what he wanted.

"You had an online relationship with her, and although it was through a screen, it was still a relationship. You even bought her a lot of things, so don’t try to deny it."

Ye Hui’s mouth twitched, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

"I did buy things for her, but who would have thought she was a big liar, claiming to be some high-born lady."

"And the truth was, she was in the flesh trade."

"Luckily, I found out early, or marrying someone like her would have been disastrous."

"Cut the nonsense. Just answer my questions directly."

Li Jian interrupted him impatiently, his voice carrying an authoritative tone.

"Did you ever meet her face to face?"

Ye Hui swallowed, looked up timidly at the officers, and hesitantly said, "Back then, I did go to see her."

"Explain in detail?"

"We arranged to meet at a hotel, set for around seven or eight in the evening, she said she could only come after work."

"I foolishly believed her and randomly picked a hotel."

"I arrived early and wandered around nearby."

"Passing by a lane, I saw a hair salon, and took a casual glance inside."

"Hey, the person sitting in there looked familiar, so I looked closer, and it was Yang Xiu."

"I thought I was seeing things, so I immediately texted her: ’Are you still at work?’"

"When will you be free, I’ll give you a call."

She replied, "Very busy now, I’ll come find you when I finish."

"She got the text just then."

"At that moment, I realized I had been deceived."

"Though I was extremely angry then."

"After all... I had invested a lot of emotion."

"Although online dating and real-life relationships are different, it was my first taste of love, and I didn’t expect it to end up like this."

"What happened afterward?" Li Jian pressed, his eyes showing a keen desire for clues.

"Later, at the agreed time and place, but how could I still go to the hotel, just thinking about it disgusted me, so I changed the location to a pedestrian street."

"When we met, she was dressed quite innocently, like a maiden pure as snow, but I already knew better."

"I confronted her right there: ’Where exactly do you work?’