Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 167 The Biggest Problem_1

On the way home, Xiao Ming went over the entire incident in his mind from start to finish and did not find any flaws.

The people who deserved to die were dead, and all the evidence that could convict him had been taken to hell.

Neither Zhang Kehu nor Bai Xuechao knew the whole plan, especially the last part about tricking Cao Bangxi into being assassinated, which he told to no one, including Jiang Xue.

It’s worth mentioning that he had drawn inspiration for this assassination plan from the past encounters of the sand factory boss, Lu Xiangjie.

If there had to be a flaw, it would be that there were no flaws.

Everything had gone too smoothly. Ordinary officers might not feel anything, but in the eyes of a true detective master, perfection itself was highly suspicious.

Of course, even if he was unlucky enough to encounter such a person, Xiao Ming wasn’t worried.

It’s the same old saying, no evidence means no problem.

Returning home, Jiang Xue tiptoed in, relieved to find her father still asleep.

After taking care of Xiao Ming’s washing up, the couple lay in bed, holding each other.

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"Stop fidgeting with that bandage or I’ll chop it off."

"Heh heh! You’re my wife, the marriage certificate is my license to misbehave with you, totally reasonable and legal, not even the king of heaven can interfere."

"Can I interfere?"

"Uh... I’ve been greatly shocked both physically and mentally tonight and desperately need comfort.

Comrade Jiang Xue, are you really going to be so heartless and reject me?

I’ll cry for you to see!"

Jiang Xue couldn’t help laughing and crying at the same time, resignedly stuffing her husband’s hand into her pajamas, then said, "Come clean, what exactly happened tonight? Didn’t you tell me earlier that there was no danger?"

"There wasn’t much danger tonight! I just got absorbed thinking about something and the doctors came up with some ’self-isolation’ nonsense, so that’s why I got tensed up.

Actually, there’s nothing wrong with me at all, it was like playing a game."

"So, what were you thinking about?"

Xiao Ming fell silent for a long time before he said, "If a person uses very despicable means to kill a bad egg, is that person a good person or a bad one?"

"How bad is the bad egg?"

"Forcing the virtuous into prostitution, violating wives and daughters, patricide and matricide, utterly unforgivable!"

"Of course, he’s a good person! A very good person!" Jiang Xue was adamant.

"But he has both violated the law and ignored morality."

"The law determines guilt or innocence, it’s never been about judging who’s good or bad.

Otherwise, those soldiers who protect their country and kill on the battlefield, wouldn’t they all be big bad villains?"

Xiao Ming was taken aback, then his whole mind suddenly cleared, and Cao Bangxi’s dead face finally vanished from his sight.

"Wow! Dear Comrade Jiang Xue, you’re so awesome!"

He hugged his wife and kissed her hard, saying, "You solved the problem that troubled me all night with just one sentence.

What would I do without you?"

Jiang Xue whispered a laugh and nestled her face in his chest, "You were just too involved in the situation, got caught up in the details.

I think the reason might be Hu Xiaotong, who passed away yesterday.

She was the only innocent person in the whole affair, and you think it was your responsibility, which is why you can’t let it go."

As she spoke, she lifted her face and gently stroked the stubble on Xiao Ming’s chin.

"This perfectly illustrates that my husband is a thoroughly good man, and only a good man would foolishly take on the sins of others as his own burden," she said.

"Honey, just like you told me last night," she continued, "Hu Xiaotong liking you is her issue, not yours.

Wan Xingping killing Hu Xiaotong is Wan Xingping’s fault, and it doesn’t relate to you in the slightest.

Besides, you are my man, and I won’t allow you to keep other women in your heart.

The key issue is that this woman is no longer here, impossible to chase away forever.

I won’t allow it!"

"Alright, alright," Xiao Ming said softly, kissing his wife’s fingers, "My heart can and will only have room for you. The only person who could possibly share that space with you is our daughter."

"What about our son?"

"Let the brat go wherever he wants, just as long as he doesn’t cause trouble for me."

At dawn, the morning sun just peeked out halfway in the east, and the river breeze carried no warmth yet, chilling one to the bone.

Inside the cordoned-off dilapidated warehouse, a woman with a stylish short haircut stood in the center. Tall and straight, she was like a spear, exuding sharpness.

Suddenly, her eyes snapped open with a sharp glint, and her lips slowly curled into a smile.

Outside, someone lifted the police tape and walked in, wearing a hearty smile—it was Jiang Yang, who had stayed with Xiao Ming at the hospital the night before.

"Master."

He came up behind the woman and stood respectfully, greeting her.

The woman, who seemed to be in her thirties, nodded slightly, exuding an air of authority.

"Found anything?"

"No," Jiang Yang shook his head, "Apart from some philandering, I haven’t found any problems. What about you?"

"Neither have I."

"So, this case is just a routine one?"

The woman shook her head again: "No problem is the biggest problem.

Think back on the files you’ve seen. No matter how ordinary and simple a case seems, even if the suspect confesses and neatly discloses all the details and the sequence of the crime, we must still verify and complete the chain of evidence through investigation.

But the events of last night are quite interesting. Most of them were captured on video; the suspect took hostages and was ultimately shot dead right before the eyes of many police officers.

A major case involving three lives and ninety million in cash, and intertwining the forces of a rich heir, a businessman, a hustler, and street thugs, just thinking about it should be a headache.

Yet, the outcome is that no investigation is really needed, and a report can be submitted directly to the prosecutor’s office.

Where in the world do you find such a coincidence, such perfection, and such convenience?"

After a moment of frowning contemplation, Jiang Yang asked, "Are you saying that all this was prepared by Xiao Ming for us, that he wants us to settle the case according to his wishes, but the truth may not be so?"

"No, the truth is probably just as it appears, at least on the surface," she replied.

Yan Yongxing did indeed want to tomb-raid; Wan Xingping really did want to swindle Cao Bangxi’s ninety million; Hu Xiaotong was murdered; Yuan Xiangmei was forced to kill Cao Bangxi; and in the end, he truly died by Cao Bangxi’s hand.

However, whether their actions were driven by their own will or enticed and manipulated by someone, that is unclear."

"Whether Wan Xingping died by Cao Bangxi’s hands is also doubtful," Jiang Yang added. "After all, Zhang Kehu’s phone ran out of battery before that, lacking video evidence, with only verbal accounts and fingerprints on the gun."

She shook her head again, "Don’t worry about that part.

From what the video shows, Cao Bangxi has very low intelligence and emotional quotient.

If he could be so easily coerced by Wan Xingping to kill his biological mother, he could also be easily persuaded to kill Wan Xingping.

So, this case really could be closed just like that.

Anyway, even if Xiao Ming personally admits that everything was planned and driven by him, we have no reason or evidence to convict him!"