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We arrived at Zhao Yu's house, where a few young police officers blushed and looked awkward as we approached. I shook my head helplessly and walked up quickly, saying before Detective Captain arrived, "Your captain is a bit hot-headed sometimes and tends to say harsh things. Tell me, what was the situation when you came here? Did you notice anything unusual while investigating Zhao Yu before?"
The young officers' expressions softened slightly, but they still seemed stiff. One of them replied, "When we arrived, we found Zhao Yu's door tightly shut and locked. We had previously told him to be available at all times and not to leave the city. After waiting for a while without seeing him return, we tried calling him, but his phone was unreachable."
"Captain!" The young officer called out timidly upon seeing the captain.
"Continue," Detective Captain said with a grim expression.
The officer nodded and continued, "At first, his phone was on, but after several calls went unanswered, it eventually showed that it was turned off. At that point, we sensed something was wrong. So we quickly asked his neighbors and people in the community."
"We inquired for quite some time before one person informed us that a young man left in the morning with a small backpack," the officer recalled. "We quickly showed them Zhao Yu's photo for identification, and it turned out to be him. We immediately contacted the train station and airport, but so far we haven't been able to find out where Zhao Yu went. It's already afternoon; he left in the morning... We're worried that he..."
Detective Captain coldly interrupted, "I remember telling you to investigate this in the morning. Since Zhao Yu has run away, why didn't you inform me right away? How much time has passed?"
"We... we were just afraid of how you'd react..." The young officer's voice trailed off until it became inaudible.
Detective Captain snapped angrily, "Are you more afraid of me or of the case falling apart? If you don't understand this basic principle, what are you doing as police officers?"
I quickly intervened, "Since Zhao Yu has run away, it means he has something to hide. His actions clearly indicate that he is involved in something suspicious. Don't worry; where can he run to? We'll catch him sooner or later..." With that, I was the first to step into Zhao Yu's house.
This house wasn't actually Zhao Yu's; it was a rental. The space was small—just a living room, bedroom, and bathroom. We walked in and looked around. Some clothes were missing from the wardrobe, but most of them were still there. A computer remained in the bedroom, and there were many personal items scattered around the living room.
Detective Captain remarked, "It seems Zhao Yu really did flee in a hurry; look at all the things he left behind. And I've heard he only took a small backpack with him—this suggests he wanted to conceal his true intentions. But why did he run? Does he know who the murderer is? Or is there some other special reason?"
I furrowed my brow; what could have prompted Zhao Yu's escape? Analyzing the case details, he had a solid alibi—that was why the police hadn't arrested him. But if the police didn't consider him a suspect, what was the significance of his fleeing? There must have been something compelling him to leave quickly.
I slowly said, "Some things can reveal a lot about this situation; for example, this computer—how much is it worth?" I turned to Mary and asked.
Mary examined the monitor and then looked at the case before replying, "Based on the wear on the case, it seems to be a custom-built machine worth around six thousand yuan. I need to take his hard drive back with me to see if I can find any useful clues." With that, Mary began disassembling the case.
I pressed my fingers against my temples and said, "Logically speaking, this computer should be one of his most valuable possessions. He only took a few clothes with him—wallet and phone included. The fact that he left without looking back indicates that he abandoned everything here; thus, he must have taken something even more valuable."
"Something more valuable?" the Detective Captain asked. "What could it be?"
I shook my head and replied, "It's hard to say right now, but once we catch him, everything will become clear."
At that moment, the Detective Captain's phone rang again. After hanging up, he said, "Yang Shuai has returned and is currently at the Police Department. Captain Shao, do you think we should go meet him now?"
We left a team of officers to monitor Zhao Yu's house in case he returned unexpectedly. The rest of us headed back to the Police Department, where Yang Shuai was already waiting for us in the Small Conference Room. Upon hearing about Sun Bikun's incident, he rushed back immediately. It seemed that he still had some feelings for his mistress.
"Hello, I am Yang Shuai, Chairman of Tianyu Company," Yang Shuai introduced himself as I entered with the Detective Captain.
We nodded in acknowledgment, and he quickly asked, "What happened to Bikun?"
The Detective Captain gestured for him to sit down before recounting the entire situation. Yang Shuai appeared somewhat in shock but managed to maintain his composure. We then played him the video. Afterward, we gave him an hour to process this grim reality; after all, the footage was quite gruesome and bizarre.
When we returned to the conference room, he had calmed down. I asked, "We have learned through certain means about your secret relationship with Sun Bikun. Of course, that's a personal matter we won't interfere with. However, there are still some questions we need to ask you. Did you notice that her handbag was missing when the elevator doors opened?"
Yang Shuai nodded and said, "I know you all think I was after her youth and beauty, but that's not the case. We shared a genuine love—a pure kind of love. In her, I saw my younger self; she liked me too."
"Well, it has come to this point. I understand you may not believe me; there's quite an age difference between us and traditional morals in this world..." Yang Shuai sighed and said, "Just ask what you want."
"We want to know if there was anything in Sun Bikun's handbag," I said while looking at Yang Shuai. "This has been troubling us—why did that mysterious killer take her handbag?"
Yang Shuai pondered for a moment before saying, "As for what was inside, there wasn't much; most of her things were gifts from me—nothing particularly special..." Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, he slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed, "Can I make a call?"
We nodded in agreement as he opened a video call: "Xiao Li, check my safe immediately! The code is 3524! Turn left three times and then right two times."
We gathered around as a video feed showed someone holding a phone. The safe appeared untouched; in the video, Xiao Li followed Yang Shuai's instructions and opened it up—it was completely empty. Yang Shuai erupted in anger, cursing repeatedly before collapsing into his chair.
"I should have known!" Yang Shuai slammed his phone on the table and shouted, "I should have realized this woman approached me with ulterior motives! I thought I found love! A liar—she's nothing but a liar!"
Confused by his outburst, we asked, "What happened?"
Yang Shuai took a few deep breaths before saying, "I don't have much cash in my safe, just over two hundred thousand. But there's one thing in there that's worth a fortune! It's a piece of Hetian Black Jade, carved by a master!"
I knew nothing about this, so I asked, "Didn't you buy her a house? Is she really with you just for a piece of jade?"
Yang Shuai replied, "With that jade, she could buy ten apartments in that neighborhood! It's worth at least several million! If it were sold to collectors who know their stuff, even billionaires would pay a hundred million for it! Have you heard the saying that gold has a price but jade is priceless? I searched high and low for that piece; it took me years of hard work to find it!"
"The black jade from Xinjiang is known as the aristocrat among jades!" Yang Shuai's face showed a mix of confusion and intensity as he continued, "Hetian Black Jade belongs to the Black Jade category of Hetian jade. It contains a certain amount of graphite, and as one of the four rare types of Hetian jade, it possesses the warmth and delicacy typical of Hetian jade while also having a unique weightiness and grandeur. Especially since this piece was carved by a master craftsman, its cultural value is even greater!"
Yang Shuai said, "When I accessed my safe, only she had been in front of me; no one else knows what’s inside! It must be her! Did you find this jade at her house?"
We all shook our heads. Could it be that the mysterious killer wanted to take Sun Bikun's handbag because it contained a jade worth one hundred million? That seemed very likely. If we could determine the nature of this case, it would provide strong direction for future investigations.
Suddenly, I thought of a possibility that made sense. If the mysterious force was targeting this jade, then it's very likely that Sun Bikun wasn't the last victim.
"Zhao Yu is in danger!" I rubbed my temples and said, "Someone left behind a computer worth six thousand and abandoned everything in their home. Unless they’ve given up on life entirely, they must have something worth even up to one hundred million—a jade!"
A young man went hunting in the mountains with his grandfather and unexpectedly encountered Mouse Burning Incense and Wild Cat Worships at the Temple—statues made from human corpses. When he returned home late at night, he found his biological mother chasing him with 'people,' because his grandfather had committed unspeakable acts against her!
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