Wu Jie had just left, and He Qian'Er came over again, even bringing Wu Jie along.

When she arrived at the police station and saw Feng Yonglin, she tearfully accused Yue Zheng's assistant Song Xiaowen of being the murderer.

"You say she is the murderer; what evidence do you have?"

He Qian'Er's attitude at the police station had taken a complete 180-degree turn. Today, she went to the insurance company with the policy and found out that the beneficiary of the large policy had changed in October last year.

The beneficiary had changed from her to that vixen, a piece of news that hit her like a bolt from the blue.

So she quickly contacted Wu Jie and learned that the police had also sought him out to understand events from last October. When they put two and two together, they understood the backstory of the matter.

Yue Zheng had changed the beneficiary of the large policy to Song Xiaowen's name to gain her forgiveness.

The fifty million that was within her grasp had flown away; wasn't this going to kill her?

"What more evidence do you need? Isn't this a plain fact? It's obvious she committed murder for the insurance; arrest her quickly."

"If the insurance beneficiary is the murderer, then by your logic, when you were summoned, you were also the murderer."

"How can that be the same? Yue Zheng bedded her, so giving her a policy was like an empty promise. She couldn't get it; only with Yue Zheng's death could she ever get that money. She would definitely do it."

To make the task force believe their statement, Wu Jie provided another crucial clue: "Moreover, she usually hangs around Yue Cheng a lot."

"Yue Cheng?"

Yue Cheng, Yue Zheng's younger brother, made Feng Yonglin's eyes light up. In a flash of insight, he seemed to grasp something and immediately asked:

"How is Yue Zheng's relationship with his brother usually?"

"After Yue Cheng retired from the army, he had been driving for his brother all the time, helping him with various matters. When not drinking, Yue Zheng was very brotherly, good to everyone, but once he drank, his temper was foul to everyone without exception."

Implying that Yue Zheng's treatment of his younger brother might not have been so great.

"Alright, we understand most of the situation. If you think of anything else, you can contact us by phone."

After sending them off, Feng Yonglin immediately initiated an investigation into Song Xiaowen and Yue Cheng.

"Looks like our trip to Jinling was worthwhile."

Only after reaching Yue Zheng's hometown did many clues surface. Previously, due to the medication issue, their focus had been on Lin Feifei, causing the case to stall at that point.

Li Xiang, participating in a case of such complexity for the first time, found it a valuable opportunity for growth and training, throwing himself into learning the case-solving process during this time.

Especially since the surrounding officers were elite police task force members, the four-person team felt like a game with three Kings leading one Bronze; Li Xiang was practically soaring.

As the investigation into Song Xiaowen and Yue Cheng deepened, some clues began to emerge.

"The relationship between the two of them is not simple indeed!"

Yue Cheng, ten years younger than his brother, was a mischievous child in his youth, enamored with the military, and joined the army, displaying strong military skills that got him selected into a reconnaissance company, stationed at the border for years. Although he achieved merit in the army, his hot-headedness led to mistakes, resulting in his discharge.

After retiring, he struggled to find a decent job, drifting for seven or eight years before ending up helping his brother Yue Zheng with driving and odd jobs.

"According to hotel surveillance, the last people to leave Yue Zheng's room were Song Xiaowen and Yue Cheng, and they also visited Lin Feifei's room before the incident, having ample opportunity to commit the crime."

The task force initially believed Yue Zheng had been drugged in Lin Feifei's room because, at that time, only Yue Zheng and Lin Feifei were present in the room.

When Yue Zheng was returned to his room, Wu Jie, Song Xiaowen, and Yue Cheng were all present, leaving hardly an opportunity for the murderer.

If Song Xiaowen and Yue Cheng were in cahoots, then everything was easily explained.

"Officer Feng, it's time for arrests; the clues are very clear."

"Alright, split into two teams and bring both of them in."

With the help of Jinling police, the task force split into two groups, capturing Song Xiaowen and Yue Cheng, who were visiting relatives and friends.

The two interrogation rooms were the same as before, only today, the ones sitting inside had become Song Xiaowen and Yue Cheng.

"Song Xiaowen, do you remember what happened last October?"

"What?" Song Xiaowen looked at Zhao Yin in surprise, wondering why the police suddenly asked about last October.

"You know what I'm asking. We've been to the insurance company, and there's nothing the police don't know. Now it depends on how much you tell us. Oh, by the way, Yue Cheng is next door; if you won't talk, he'll have to."

Zhao Yin's words pierced her heart like a needle, causing her to overthink, her eyes darting around in their sockets.

"Don't plan on saying anything? We have plenty of time."

Song Xiaowen remained silent on this side, and Zhao Yin couldn't do much with her for the time being, so the plan was to wear her down and team up with Mao Ji for persuasion.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Yue Cheng appeared somewhat relaxed. His military background granted him formidable psychological resilience, prompting Feng Yonglin to let him tackle this tough nut.

"Are you joking, police? Yue Zheng is my brother; why would I kill him? Even if Song Xiaowen and I are together, what difference does it make? Wu Jie and He Qian'Er are in a relationship too."

"I've heard your brother often berated you—is there no resentment at all?"

"Don't try to trap me with your words; don't waste time here. Instead, you should be giving Lin Feifei more trouble. She's the one who did it."

"Why are you so sure she committed the murder?"

"Isn't it obvious? She poisoned my brother."

"How do you know your brother was poisoned?" Feng Yonglin's eyes gleamed upon catching the loophole in Yue Cheng's words: "Remember, the police have never disclosed the exact cause of your brother's death. How do you know he was poisoned?"

"Uh? You haven't published it yet? I thought I heard you say it!"

Yue Cheng stuttered for a moment, his mind racing to recall whether the police had announced his brother's exact cause of death.

"The details of your brother's case have always been confidential, not disclosed before the case is solved. So, how do you know?"

"This..."

Yue Cheng's expression turned tense as his hands nervously fidgeted. Despite the cold of January, his Mediterranean forehead was dotted with fine sweat beads.

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