Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 169 A Story Both Wonderful and Not_Part 1

In martial arts novels, there is often a saying: A master makes their move in the most unexpected moments.

When Ding Jianwei brought up popularity as a topic, what was meant to be a common courtesy for a first meeting, suddenly shifted to the case at hand, and yet, it didn’t feel abrupt but rather smooth and natural as if the conversation was still casual.

Xiao Ming’s smile remained unchanged, "Officer Ding, please, take a seat! What would you like to drink?"

"Do you have anything to eat?" Ding Jianwei said frankly, "I’ve been busy for most of the night and haven’t had the chance to eat breakfast."

"There is, but it’s leftovers from our breakfast, does Officer Ding mind?"

"What’s there to mind? In our line of work, as long as there’s something to eat when you’re hungry, that’s good enough; we’re not that fussy."

"You say that, and it sounds like it’s straight out of a mainstream patriotic police TV drama."

Xiao Ming turned and went to the kitchen, took out the leftover buns from the morning, and heated them in the microwave.

Ding Jianwei acted as if she was in her own home, glanced around the modest living room, then followed to the kitchen door, leaning on the doorframe to ask, "Mr. Xiao, you don’t like mainstream themes?"

"It’s not about liking or disliking them. It’s just that, as soon as I heard what you said, I felt an urge to make selfless contributions.

You know what’s strange? We, the common folk, are the group with the least money and power in this world. So why is it always us who are sought after when it’s time for sacrifice?"

"Because there are enough of you. Just a little effort from everyone can turn the world upside down."

"Hopefully, we won’t be pushed to that point."

"Hopefully."

At this point, the microwave went ’ding’, and the two exchanged a smile, just like old friends familiar with each other.

Xiao Ming brought out the buns, fetched a bottle of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce, and then poured a glass of milk for Ding Jianwei.

"Today, the fridge just happened to be empty, and breakfast was bought by a friend. Sorry for the modest hospitality."

"Mr. Xiao, I won’t stand on ceremony with you, so you don’t need to with me, either."

Ding Jianwei bit into a bun with a big mouthful, cheeks bulging, and said, "If you really feel bad about it, later, when you have time, treat me to a feast at Long Yan or Yunding."

Xiao Ming raised an eyebrow, "Can people in your profession really accept meals so casually? Especially from a suspect inviting you?"

"Not for others, but it’s no problem for me. Besides, who said Mr. Xiao is a suspect?"

"Oh, so Officer Ding came today just to tell stories?"

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Ding Jianwei took a sip of milk, "But before I tell my story, I’d like to hear Mr. Xiao’s story about Hu Xiaotong first."

Xiao Ming shook his head, "There’s nothing much to tell. It’s the same old cliché of unrequited love, just like those romance novels you find online."

"Who’s the unrequited love? And who’s indifferent?"

"I love my wife, and only my wife."

"Then why did you rush over with such urgency after receiving Cao Bangxi’s threatening phone call?"

"I happen to be a kind person, is that not okay?"

"For a woman you don’t like at all, and who even brings trouble into your life, Mr. Xiao, you’re willing to risk your safety? That can’t be simply summed up as ’kind-heartedness’."

"It was a human life."

"Does Mr. Xiao value human life very highly?"

"It’s one of the most precious things in the world and often the bottom line for many things."

"And the three lives lost at the warehouse last night?"

"Oh, let me reiterate, I only value the lives of the innocent."

A glint appeared in Ding Jianwei’s eyes as she nodded, "Understood.

Since Mr. Xiao is not willing to tell the story, then I will."

She took a bite of the bun, then scooped a large spoonful of Lao Gan Ma and carefully stuffed it in, eating with oil dripping from the corners of her mouth, utterly unconcerned about her image.

"Once upon a time, there was a clever man whose wife was almost violated by a young thug, and he was very angry. So, he devised a revenge plan.

He used the city’s upcoming planning policy to tempt the thug’s father into setting his sights on a shantytown’s land, then took the opportunity to drive up the price at an auction, causing the thug’s father to spend a great deal of money, which led to his dissatisfaction with him.

When the thug’s father heard that he had bought a lot of houses in the shantytown in advance, he spread the plans, stirring up the local residents to protest and demand property rights, thinking to teach him a profound lesson.

Little did he know, this played right into the clever man’s hands.

He used the return of the property as leverage, forcing the residents to pressure the thug’s father for earlier compensation for the demolition.

The thug’s father, with no choice left, had his remaining funds frozen.

At this point, the clever man’s plan moved to the third and final deadly step."

As he spoke, Ding Jianwei choked as though on something, he needed to drink most of a glass of milk before he could catch his breath.

"Sorry. Our job doesn’t have a fixed schedule, and we could be called to action at any time, so I’ve developed the habit of eating quickly and often choke because of it.

Oh right, that probably sounded pretty grandiloquent."

"It’s okay."

Xiao Ming said, "That sentence can make one respect your profession. It’s not like the last one, which was fakely cheesy."

Ding Jianwei, surprised, cocked her head: "Mr. Xiao seems to be someone who likes to argue over the nitty-gritty."

Xiao Ming countered, "Isn’t Officer Ding the same?"

"If I told you I greatly admire ’the virtue of ignorance,’ would you believe me?"

Something stirred in Xiao Ming’s heart, and he asked, "What’s the hotline for whistleblowing at your unit?"

Ding Jianwei laughed heartily.

After laughing, she continued the story.

"Just as the clever man was preparing to deal the final blow, he unexpectedly discovered that an old enemy had returned to the country.

So, he decided to adjust his plan a bit and involved the old enemy as well.

Managing one sheep is no different than managing two, sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of firewood!

He seized the opportunity when the old enemy was taken to the police station to send a hoodlum there too. Overnight, the two formed a connection.

An old rival ruined by the clever man lost his job and was eager for revenge, so the hoodlum revealed a secret—the clever man had discovered an ancient tomb in the slums.

The old enemy checked and, sure enough, it was an ancient tomb. He took the bait immediately, contacted his own boss, and planned to rob the tomb.

That’s when the clever man made his final move, which not only led to the thug’s father’s financial collapse and plummeting stock prices but also eliminated a local snakehead and turned the old enemy into a fugitive who couldn’t show his face, killing three birds with one stone.

When you think about it, it was beautifully done!"

Ding Jianwei praised loudly, her expression filled with genuine admiration, free of pretense.

Xiao Ming, expressionless, took out his pack of cigarettes, "You don’t mind if I smoke, do you?"

Ding Jianwei reached out directly: "Give me one too."

Xiao Ming handed her a cigarette and lit it for her, then asked, "And what happened after that?"

"Well, what happened next isn’t that interesting, at least not as much as the first part of the story," Ding Jianwei said, expertly exhaling smoke. "Later, the clever man told the thug’s father that the thug was not his biological son. While the thug’s father was distracted by family and company issues, the clever man swallowed up his company.

Then, the clever man had the hoodlum inform the old foe—who wanted to flee but lacked the funds—that the thug had a lot of money, stirring up the old foe’s greed again and setting thousands of traps to lure the thug in.

In the end, under immense mental pressure, the old rival unraveled, strangled the wife who liked the clever man, and forced the thug to stab his mother to death before he himself was killed by the thug’s gun.

The thug was also shot dead by a sniper for failing to take the clever man hostage."

As she reached this part of the story, Ding Jianwei’s gaze suddenly deepened, staring intently into Xiao Ming’s eyes.

"The story is over, Mr. Xiao, did you like it?"