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Pffft! Xiang Wan brushed his hand away and glared at him, pouting.
âYes, yes, yes, I like your body which is tough like the mountain and your soul which is deep like the sea. Will this do, Sir Little Bai?â
âThatâs a good one! Iâll give you a reward.â Immediately, Bai Muchuan kissed her forehead.
Both of them were controlling their emotions.
However, Bai Muchuan was obviously more nonchalant about it.
âLetâs talk about the case now!â
Xiang Wan cuddled his arm. âNo matter how tough our days ahead, Iâll be there with you. Sir Little Bai, congratulations! After several months of hard work, youâve got yourself a beautiful girlfriendâMe!â
âHah!â Bai Muchuan patted her head. âIf only youâre so obedient every day, that will be great!â
âOh? So there are times that Iâm not obedient, and you donât like it?â
After teasing each other for a while, they went back to talk about the case.
Xiang Wanâs doubt was: âYou said your mom did not die. Where did she go?â
When she thought that she would hear a story full of mysteriesâŚ
Bai Muchuan only said coolly, âI donât know.â
âBut why⌠why did the recording say that she committed suicide?â
âThat was what they wrote in the dossier. Regarding this question, Iâve asked Cheng Weiji about it before at least eight to 10 times.â Bai Muchuan recalled with a frown. âBack then, he was the one who handled this case personally. Of course, there was no need for him to deal with it himself with his rank and position. Nonetheless, since this case involved my mom, he had gone out of his way to handle it.â
Xiang Wan listened quietly without interrupting him.
Bai Muchuan contemplated for a moment. âAfter the incident, some people he had sent brought me away. In my impression, I remembered that I saw my momâŚâ
Xiang Wan jumped again. âWhen?â
Bai Muchuanâs eyes looked downward. âIt was the night that she âcommitted suicideâ. She stood before my bed, stroked my face, and told me that sheâs going away and that in the future⌠some other people will care and dote on me.â
Upon hearing that, Xiang Wan felt a lump in her throat.
She wanted to tell him what his mom meant by âgoing awayâ. She could have meant death when she said that.
Maybe, it was simply because Bai Muchuan refused to admit that fact.
Bai Muchuan was gazing at her and seemed to have read her thoughts.
âItâs not like that,â he said, âshe had prepared a suitcase.â
For someone who wanted to commit suicide, there was no reason for her to prepare a suitcase.
âShe was very calm. She told me she had done something wrong and she couldnât forgive herself⌠From then on, she hoped that the pain of separation from her child could atone for her sins!â
She had done something wrong. Was she referring to when she did not save Lima and her mom?
Xiang Wan wondered. âWhy are you⌠so sure that she didnât die?â
Even though she did not want to die.
She could have been killed.
The recording mentioned that Cui Ming had killed many to seek revenge.
There was a questionable doubt in Bai Muchuanâs words.
He seemed to have difficulty explaining this aspect.
âI did not see my momâs corpse; not even for the last time during her funeral. They did not let me attend her funeral⌠which was totally illogical since I was already eight years old.â
It was a Chinese tradition for a son to send his mother off on her funeral.
âMaybe theyâre worried⌠that youâll be sad?â Xiang Wan tried to think of other possibilities.
âHur!â Bai Muchuan sneered. âNo one would care about the feelings of an eight-year-old boy.â
At this point, he paused for a while, and his frosty gaze stared at Xiang Wan.
âIâve managed to flip through the dossier of this case. There was a single picture of the scene after the suicide took place⌠Well, I had meant the corpse. The only pictures inside the dossier were of those when she was undergoing emergency treatment. Those were not pictures that showed her dying. It was from those pictures that Iâve seen⌠that tattoo.â
That was indeed suspicious.
By right, if they concluded a case as a suicideâŚ
There should at least be a picture after she died?
âThereâs one more important reasonââ Bai Muchuan suddenly closed his eyes.
His expression seemed pained.
âMy memory when I was eight years old is vague! There was a memory Iâm unable to confirm about the last time I saw my mom. It was⌠after the supposed suicide; I saw blood on her bodyâŚâ
Huff! Xiang Wan took a deep breath.
She just looked at Bai Muchuan quietly without a word.
It was hard to tell whether or not childhood memory was true.
Bai Muchuan smiled. âDue to all these doubts, Iâve firmly believed that they are keeping something from me. I also want to know where she had been all these years, you know?â
Every kid would want their mom to be alive forever.
Xiang Wan pressed her lips together. âYouâll find her.â
Bai Muchuan did not answer but just glanced at her.
Xiang Wan also felt that she had said something which was clearly not what she had thought to be.
After deliberating for a moment, she asked another question. âDid your mom leave you because she was afraid⌠of that personâs revenge?â
Hur! Bai Muchuanâs eyes were clear and cold. âAfter listening to that recording, Iâve also analyzed that she could have received a threat or felt threatened that she got Cheng Weiji to take care of me⌠After all, when facing a strong and crazy man like Cui Ming, it was only natural to worry about her child and did not want the child to come to any harm⌠She could not protect me since she would not know when that person would seek revenge. As for Cheng Weiji, he already had his own familyâŚâ
What other means would she have?
She could only leave her child to a safe place with people she trusted.
Xiang Wan squeezed his hands quietly.
Bai Muchuan seemed a little stiff. He looked like a child who was desperately trying to put up a strong front, although he had been hurt. Finally, he let out a bitter chuckle.
âIf sheâs still alive, so many years had passed that Iâm already a grownup! Why didnât she come and see me?â
Xiang Wan wanted to sayâŚ
Maybe she had formed another family.
Maybe she had other considerationsâŚ
There were so many changes a person could go through after 20 years.
Who could guarantee that oneâs original intention would stay the same 20 years later?
Two decades was long enough to wash away all the feelings one must have.
âSo do you still miss your mom?â she asked.
âNope. I just wanted to find her and ask her whyâŚâ Bai Muchuan revealed an unconcerned smile, yet it sent chills to the bones. âIâm a detective. Itâs my responsibility to get to the bottom of the matter and clear all these doubts.â
Xiang Wan did not want to expose him but just gave a smile.
âAll right, I also suggest that we should find out if Xu Zhaodi[Mrs. Zhao], Sun Shangli, Xie Wanwan are connected to this case⌠Of course, thereâs also Meng Chi. Did they have anything to do with that disaster 20 years ago?â
âXie WanwanâŚâ Bai Muchuan responded.
He seemed to be a little worried at the mention of this name, as it worried him that Xiang Wan might overthink it.
âShe,â he glanced at her, âis indeed a little related to this.â
So Xie Wanwan was really related to this.
Xiang Wan showed a half-smile.
She wanted to tell him that their ties were really deep.
It was no wonder that Xie Wanwan loved him to the bonesâŚ
However, this was a solemn and important topic.
She chose to keep her mouth shutâŚ
And just gazed at Bai Muchuan quietly.
It was a deep and sad emotional wound that anyone would most probably not want to be questioned about it.
If he talked about it himself, only then would he become stronger.
Bai Muchuan was so deep in thought that he unconsciously took Xiang Wanâs fruit juice and took a sip. When he met Xiang Wanâs gaze, it was only then did he got out of his daze and looked at the nice glass of fruit juice he was sipping. âIt actually taste good!â A smile formed on his face.
Xiang Wan chuckled with a sigh. âYou donât drink this usually. Are you all right?â
Bai Muchuan did not deny that and he rubbed his temples.
âI havenât thought of the past for a long time.â
As Xiang Wan looked at the distracted Bai Muchuan, she was so full of compassion for him that she did not want to force him at all.
âIf you canât remember, then forget about it. Donât think about it anymoreââ
Bai Muchuan suddenly interrupted her. âXiang Wan, I need to tell youââ
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