Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 524 - 96_2

Logically, I should feel happy for the parents who found their child, but emotionally, it feels like a knife plunged into their hearts.

Xiao Zhou: "Mainly because boys of this age range are prime targets for human traffickers, and nowadays many children are named ’Baby’ or ’Beibei’."

"Aren’t there birthmarks?"

"The birthmarks are quite small."

Tan Yunlong sighed.

"Brother Tan, you don’t need to sigh. We’ve narrowed the search this time; we should be able to find the child’s parents. Maybe his biological parents are already on their way here."

"Xiao Zhou, you aren’t married yet, right?"

"Not yet."

"Once you get married and have your own children, you’ll understand."

"Yes, yes, I understand what you mean, Brother Tan. But, Brother Tan, shouldn’t you treat us?"

"Eh?"

"After cracking such an old case and rescuing an abducted child, making such a big merit, shouldn’t you shed some blood?

We all are waiting to learn from you over a meal. By the way, how did you know that a body was buried under that tree?"

"My son studies at that university."

"We know that."

"One day, I went to the school to visit him and took a walk behind the dormitory. I noticed that the tree was the thickest and tallest, so I got suspicious."

"Just this?"

"What else, do you think I summoned the ghost of Tang Qiuying to lead me to her body?"

"Hahaha, Brother Tan, you’re always joking.

But seriously, impressive! I admire your insight."

Tan Yunlong cleared his throat and reached for the teacup on the table, taking a sip.

At that moment, someone called out from the side: "Brother Tan, your phone."

Tan Yunlong stood up from his seat and took the call:

"Hello, this is Tan Yunlong."

"Hello, I am Tan Wenbin."

"Spit it out quick."

"How dare you, what a tone!"

"Brat, believe it or not, I’ll come to your school looking for you right now."

"Come on then, hit me, I dare you."

Tan Yunlong took a deep breath.

He used to reflect that every time he saw his son after meeting Xiao Yuan, he would feel upset and disgruntled.

He thought it was because of his imbalance as a father. Now he understands that there’s no need to always blame oneself.

"Dad, the real killer who murdered Qiu Minmin has been found."

...

Late at night, police cars again entered the campus, and the arrest went smoothly.

Tan Yunlong leaned on the car door, watching his colleagues escort the old professor, Chen Deliang, into the police car.

On the other end, Shi Yuqing had already been captured earlier, and interrogation had begun.

From the walkie-talkie, it was known that the woman’s psychological defenses were weak; she was already confessing, trying to absolve herself by stating she was only an informant and not an accomplice.

A case from seven years ago, plus the recent disappearance of related persons significantly complicated the investigation, but unexpectedly, clarity emerged from the chaos.

On the way back, the younger officers in the car looked at Tan Yunlong with newfound admiration.

Xiao Zhou asked the question again:

"Brother Tan, where did you get this clue from this time?"

Tan Yunlong didn’t want to answer, but he had to since it had to be documented.

"My son studies at this school."

Everyone else in the car listened attentively, but Xiao Zhou felt the story sounded a bit familiar.

"North of the school, there’s an Old Sichuan where I’ve taken you guys to eat. One night, I came to the school to see my son and went upstairs to a private dining room on the second floor for dinner. The two suspects were in the next room, loud and clear.

Then I did some snooping around and found additional clues to corroborate, and that’s when I decided to make the arrest."

Actually, Tan Yunlong’s narrative had loopholes, as Shi Yuqing and the old professor might not often go to Old Sichuan, or maybe it was their first time. If looked into closely, this inconsistency would be noted.

But he didn’t want to outright say it was his son who overheard them, because following procedure afterward would be problematic, and Xiao Yuan disliked trouble.

Besides, as long as the evidence was solid and confirmed the guilt, the specifics of how the clue was "triggered" weren’t that important.

Sometimes, to protect the informers, the police would deliberately blur such tip-offs.

For example, in a criminal case, if a victim’s family member dreamt at night that their loved one was buried somewhere, the police would dig there and indeed find a body. By following the trail, they would catch the real culprit from the same village.

It was clear that someone had witnessed the murderer burying the body and reported it while hoping to conceal their identity as the informant.

Other officers in the car were marveling at Tan Yunlong’s luck, but only Xiao Zhou said:

"Brother Tan, your son really brings you good fortune."

...

"Ah, that’s really comfortable."

Tan Wenbin stretched lazily on the bed, having been possessed by a ghost the previous day, ate well, and had a good night’s sleep, feeling completely revitalized.

"Hey, Brother Xiao Yuan, why are you here?"

Tan Wenbin rubbed his eyes, usually at this time, Yuanzi should be with Liu Yumei and Alii.

"Brother Binbin, do you not see what time it is?"

Tan Wenbin turned to look at the clock, it was eleven in the morning, and their plan yesterday was to leave for Tong’an Town to find the circus at twelve.

"Damn!"

Tan Wenbin immediately got out of bed and went to wash. He returned to pack his stuff but found that the teenager had already packed.

"Um, Brother Xiao Yuan, why didn’t you wake me?"

"There’s enough time, sleeping a bit more doesn’t matter."

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