Meng Wankui’s complexion became increasingly ugly. After all, it was his jurisdiction, and such an incident occurred. He couldn’t shirk the blame.
"This is just our analysis, and there’s no proof yet. Whether it was a C-class life form or not still needs further investigation,"
"Are there any other clues?" Bian Heng pursued.
"Um..." Meng Wankui hesitated for a moment, seeing that the lawyer beside Bian Heng was about to speak, he quickly said:
"Huo Ming’s office was forcibly opened, but there were no signs of searching. He seemed to know where to go to get things, even finding the safe hidden in the wall accurately."
"Huo Ming died too quickly; either Bian Li told the attacker where the things were, but financial matters are sensitive, Huo Ming shouldn’t have told Bian Li, right?"
"Are you suggesting it was done by someone from our own ranks?" Bian Heng caught on to Meng Wankui’s implications and interrupted immediately.
"Just a possibility," Meng Wankui emphasized.
"Huh." Bian Heng sneered, not caring about Meng Wankui’s expression, and left straight away.
After Bian Heng left, someone approached Meng Wankui and tentatively asked: "Minister, what shall we do next?"
"Business as usual, continue the investigation as it should be conducted, starting by questioning people around him," Meng Wankui snorted coldly.
Half an hour later, at the Bian Family.
The wine glass hit the floor, bursting into a spray of crimson, and the man’s eyes were filled with gloomy rage.
Sun Jing’an’s expression was indifferent, "Brother Bian, why so angry?"
Bian Jiyun’s voice was high-pitched: "It’s not your son who died, of course, you’re not angry!"
Sun Jing’an shook his head: "Though it may surprise you, if possible, I really wish it was my son who had died in place of yours."
"Huh..." Suppressing the anger in his heart, Bian Jiyun asked, "Have your people heard anything, who did it?"
Sun Jing’an sighed: "I really wish I could name someone, but honestly, there is no one; all is quiet."
"All is quiet? Are you saying some C-class Life Form just popped out of nowhere and inexplicably slaughtered my son?" Bian Jiyun said solemnly: "Have Wu Yanqing’s people made a move?"
"Bian Li was eliminated just as he started to make his move; Wu Yanqing cannot be uninvolved."
"As much as I’d like to deceive you, I must say, none of Wu Yanqing’s people made any moves. Wu Yanqing himself is still in the Heluo Star System, and apart from Luo Chuan, none of his people are on Jingnan Star."
"And that person can be confirmed to have not acted tonight," Sun Jing’an said, wishing he could lie to the other party.
But now, Bian Jiyun simply lacks the relevant information temporarily; he will inevitably find out later. Lying now will just complicate things later.
"Not Wu Yanqing?" Bian Jiyun’s brows furrowed tightly, as the biggest suspect being out of the picture made it even harder to proceed.
"That Li Ming..." Bian Jiyun hesitated.
"He is indeed nearby," Sun Jing’an almost laughed: "However, he’s not even a D-class Life Form."
Bian Jiyun, frustrated and agitated, even though Bian Li had already been labeled as expendable, he too had to die with value.
His sudden death disrupted all plans, and even the suspect could not be found.
After calming down a bit, he thought that it was indeed unlikely that Wu Yanqing would take action against Bian Li; it was more probable that he would come directly to him.
"We could use this incident to continue putting pressure on Li Ming. Sun Jing’an continued: "Isn’t Bian Heng still here?"
"Still here my ass!" Bian Jiyun reprimanded: "You hide behind us, letting us be the cannon fodder. I’ve already lost a son!"
Sun Jing’an’s expression became stern, yet he didn’t retort, only sighed. It hadn’t been easy to convince Bian Jiyun to give up on Bian Li and let him become bait.
Yet he hadn’t expected such an abrupt death.
Actually, he was also inclined to think it was Wu Yanqing who made the move, but after all, Bian Li hesitated and did not dare to challenge Li Ming directly, only daring to make indirect attacks.
He had not shown any intention of harming a life, and with Li Ming, they hadn’t even had a verbal altercation, at most it could be considered jealousy.
Wu Yanqing wouldn’t care about such a minor character. Who could it be then, he pondered while fiddling with his fingertips.
The next morning, Li Ming was woken up, for the first time ever.
"The City Guard is looking for you, Bian Li died last night," Luo Chuan said as he waited at the door and told him as he came out.
"Bian Li?" Li Ming slightly frowned.
"A student from a key training class," Luo Chuan explained.
"I know, he has been pursuing a friend of mine recently," Li Ming said in a displeased tone. He had discussed this with Ji Ya online, the data from the backend could certainly be retrieved.
Then in surprise: "How did he die?"
"Don’t know, just brush it off," Luo Chuan said nonchalantly; as they spoke, the two had already arrived at the parlor.
"Jiangzhou City Guard Branch Chief—Meng Wankui, Assistant—Zhang Ming," Meng Wankui rose with a smile, introducing himself and pointing at the young man beside him.
"It turns out to be Chief Meng, a very well-known name. My uncle Yang Peng regards you as an idol. When I was at Silver Grey Star, I often heard him tell stories about you," Li Ming quickly approached, displaying great enthusiasm, and engaged in a smooth exchange: "My name is Li Ming."
Why is he different from the news reports, Meng Wankui mumbled to himself but responded promptly, "I’ve heard that name; he had the courage to report the local minister, Qin Xiao, bringing back our City Guard’s reputation."
The two complimented each other a little, while Zhang Ming felt his teeth ache.
He thought this person was a somewhat introverted youth, since the heavily publicized recent news had said so.
But looking at how he was engaging in a warm conversation with his uncle, he did not seem to fit that description at all.
"...Bian Li, I do know this person; he seems to have been in contact with a friend of mine recently," the two finally got to the point, and Li Ming hesitantly said: "But I shouldn’t have anything to do with him. Why did you suddenly ask about me, Uncle Meng?"