I have always considered this a minor issue, merely two brothers dividing an inheritance with a crooked lawyer.
Now, it seems that's not the case. Yu Rong has her own agenda. If her son was killed by Fang Yue's blade twenty-five years ago, her return at this critical juncture for revenge becomes highly probable.
This scheme is beyond my imagination. Should I get involved? I quickly shake my head, abandoning the thought. In truth, I never intended to interfere from the very beginning. This matter has nothing to do with me.
...
The results would be out in three hours. Everyone skipped lunch and waited on the long benches in the hallway. I watched Yu Rong; she sat alone in a corner, eyes closed, silent. The second son appeared calm, but the eldest, Fang Zixu, was sweating and visibly nervous. His wife, especially, this woman named Li Xiuhua, her hands were trembling slightly.
The last member of the family, Zhou Mengjiao, wasn't present. She was on the phone in the distance, her conversation inaudible from so far away.
Zhang Qin was conducting the tests again. The two Fang brothers surely thought there wouldn't be any significant changes. Yes, they had given Zhang Qin tens of thousands of yuan, but I had offered Zhang Qin a temptation.
If I were proven not to be Fang Yue's third son, she would have a chance to prove her brother, Zhang Feng, was Fang Yue's third son. Furthermore, her brother Zhang Feng was twenty-eight years old, a suitable age.
There was another point: Zhang Qin's parents were deceased. As long as Zhang Qin claimed Zhang Feng was adopted, Su Jingran would have no choice but to go along with the plan and admit Zhang Feng as Fang family's third son.
The two Fang brothers were waiting for the results confirming me as the third son of the Fang family. I was waiting for Zhang Qin to tell me I wasn't, so I could smile nonchalantly and walk away. However, before we could get the results, the police arrived.
Someone reported Zhang Qin for faking the paternity test between me and Fang Yue, and for accepting ten thousand yuan to produce a fraudulent bone age report.
...
I was arrested. Of course, Su Jingran and Fang Zixu, involved in bribing Zhang Qin for the forgery, were also arrested. The local police took me to the detention room. I waited there quietly. If they interrogated me, I'd confess everything; I was that cowardly.
Unfortunately, I didn't get interrogated. Yu Xiaoluo came and picked me up. After arriving at the special task force, I noticed fewer people there. I looked at Yu Xiaoluo, her expression not as grim as I expected, and then asked, "Sister, is the 107 major fraud case still ongoing? Even the Chatterbox has been caught."
"It's winding down. The scope was rather broad, and a full public disclosure would have caused significant repercussions. To avoid social unrest, we're handling it selectively."
"Why do you have the leisure to rescue me?"
"The person on duty there recognized you and called the special task force. I didn't know what you were up to. The recommendation was to let you be, but Captain Luo, after understanding the situation, asked me to bring you in."
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I deliberately put on a sad face, "Sister, what's our relationship? Can you not do something like leaving me to my fate?"
"This small matter wouldn't kill you. If you want salt, I'll give you sugar; am I that foolish?"
I broke into a smile, "Sister, you truly understand me. In any case, neither of these are big issues. It's been a while since I've seen you and Captain Luo. Since I'm here, let's have dinner together tonight. My treat."
"Of course, it should be your treat. You wait, I have to get back to work."
After Yu Xiaoluo left, I waited alone in the office for Luo Bo. Bored, I wandered around. I stopped at Luo Bo's desk and saw several flipped photos. Out of curiosity, I picked one up and was startled. Isn't this Yu Rong?
Clearly not. In these photos, Yu Rong looked energetic, not haggard with age. Most importantly, her eyes were sharp and full of spirit; she looked like a truly wise elderly woman. What surprised me most was that the last photo showed Yu Rong in a police uniform.
"I saw you looking," Luo Bo's voice came from behind me.
I was so engrossed by the photos on the desk that I hadn't noticed Luo Bo enter. I felt a bit embarrassed.
"Brother Luo, who is this?"
"A goddess in the hearts of Beijing's police force."
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"What?"
This woman's name was Wang Ren, fifty-eight years old. Her primary professional focus was criminal psychological profiling. Profiling isn't just about drawing; it involves complex factors of human nature, society, and family. Luo Bo had once attended Wang Ren's lecture and admired her statement: high-IQ crimes don't necessarily mean the perpetrator is a psychopath. Such criminals lack real-life experience, immersing themselves in films and being poisoned by the allure of impossible crimes.
Learning about this woman, I was stunned. I had interacted with her. She called herself Yu Rong, a mother who abandoned her husband and child. She returned here to fight for an inheritance when her husband was on his deathbed.
Although I found her a bit strange when I met her, my doubts vanished when she hysterically claimed I wasn't her son. When she told me Fang Yue's third son had actually been killed by Fang Yue twenty-five years ago, I truly began to waver. At that moment, I felt this was a more complex scheme than I had imagined, and I was tempted to get involved, but I held back.
"Why would she impersonate Yu Rong?"
"So, the woman she impersonated was named Yu Rong?"
Clearly, Luo Bo knew nothing.
"Was Wang Ren impersonating Yu Rong a police mission?" I tentatively asked. Luo Bo shook his head, "I don't know anything about that."
"You know nothing, so why did you call me over?" I said with a hint of displeasure.
"You still have the identity of a confidential informant. Since you and Teacher Wang Ren happened to be there, you should assist Teacher Wang Ren in completing her mission."
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"Assist? What if she's here to commit a crime? Should I assist then too?"
Luo Bo laughed heartily at the word "crime," "Teacher Wang Ren joined the police force in '88 or '89. Back then, perhaps very few people even knew the term 'criminal profiler.' As Teacher Wang Ren herself said, high-IQ criminals lack real-life experience and are misled by the mystique of impossible crimes. Her grandson attends kindergarten in Beijing. With that kind of time, wouldn't she rather go home and see her grandson? Commit a crime here? Haha!"
Luo Bo wasn't one to blindly trust others. It seemed this Teacher Wang Ren was indeed an extraordinary individual.
I sighed helplessly, "There must be some cause and effect, right?"
"It has to do with you."
My mind was full of question marks. Before this, I hadn't even heard the name Wang Ren. Luo Bo immediately placed the blame squarely on me. What connection could this woman possibly have with me?
"I don't believe it!"
"The Chatterbox is in the late stages of cancer and won't live to see his conviction in court. He wanted to see you, and we conveyed that. You didn't want to see him. So, the Chatterbox changed his mind and wanted to see Teacher Wang Ren. I couldn't reach Teacher Wang Ren directly, so I requested instructions from Team Leader Wang. Team Leader Wang made a call to Teacher Wang Ren, and she arrived on a special flight."
"Just to see the Chatterbox one last time."
"Yes!"
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Listening, I still felt this was like a ploy by the Chatterbox. Annoyed, I asked again, "Has the Chatterbox died yet?"
"Not yet."
"Good people don't live long, but bad weeds flourish for millennia. With cancer, why isn't he rushing to report to hell?"
Luo Bo smiled faintly, "After meeting the Chatterbox, Teacher Wang Ren left a leave request text message for Beijing at Hohhot."
"And then?"
"We are the 'then' now."
...
Mysteriously, I was again tasked with assisting this Teacher Wang Ren. The problem was, she hadn't said anything herself; it was Luo Bo who had enthusiastically pursued her. Regardless, I didn't want to go to the Fang family's place today. Luo Bo and Yu Xiaoluo were busy wrapping up the 107 fraud case, so they couldn't join me for dinner tonight.
I had no choice but to go home. At my doorstep, thinking my senior sister might not have eaten, I bought a few potato-filled steamed buns. Upon entering, I smelled something like congee. My senior sister was cutting open a small packet of preserved vegetables and putting them into a small bowl.
"Have you eaten?" she asked me.
"Yes."
"That's good. I only know how to cook porridge. Oh, buns." My senior sister snatched one and took a bite, her eyebrows furrowed. "Why does it taste so strange?"
"Local specialty, potato-filled buns!"
My senior sister didn't have Old Ghost's voracious appetite. She grudgingly ate one and a half, not quickly. I recounted the story of the Fang family's inheritance division today. My senior sister chuckled, "Talmud, Department of Women, Marriage Certificate, Chapter Ten, Section Four, Three Concubines Divide Gold."
"What are you talking about?"
"Jewish wisdom. According to the will, how do you divide the inheritance if the money isn't enough?"
It turned out there was a basis for it. When Su Jingran mentioned the will, I thought it was rather peculiar. The latter two conditions clearly indicated insufficient funds, as if the testator was senile. So, it was ancient wisdom, and from foreigners at that.
"How was it finally divided?"
"Equally, or by the Talmudic algorithm. But there's a human element involved. Sometimes, a simple arithmetic problem becomes very complex when human nature is introduced."
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I pondered for a while and muttered, "This must have been orchestrated by Wang Ren."
"Who?"
"Wang Ren. Oh, I forgot to tell you, Wang Ren is Yu Rong. She has another identity."
"How could it be Wang Ren? Why would someone of her status get involved in such a small matter?"
"You know Wang Ren too?"
"I don't. I'll go to the Fang family with you tomorrow, posing as your girlfriend. I'm not doing this for any other reason than to meet Wang Ren."
My senior sister's expression and tone were off. She's a master, rarely showing her true emotions, unless the other party is also a master. For instance, she respected Greedy Ghost, feared Chatterbox... so, towards this Wang Ren, her reaction should be called admiration.
Luo Bo's admiration stemmed from Wang Ren's identity as a criminal profiler. My senior sister wouldn't likely admire a police officer. Could she be...?
"Why do you want to meet Wang Ren?" I had to ask.
"Our master is called Cao Shi, and Chatterbox's real name is Li Jiu. So, tell me, should I meet this Wang Ren?"
Cao Shi, Li Jiu, Wang Ren... what's the connection between these names?
I couldn't figure it out, so I decided to search online.
Damn~
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Guys like Greedy Ghost and Chatterbox are not just two!!!