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An Ying was startled for a moment.
The atmosphere inside the interrogation suddenly seemed to become cold.
He just suddenly stopped answering.
He didnât talk, nor did he look at Bai Muchuan. His pale face under the light seemed dejected and his eyes were blankâŚ
Xiang Wanâs eyes were glued to An Ying - she did not want to miss any of his expressions.
When a man falls into a panicked silence in the face of a sudden, unexpected question, it was proof that the question had struck him.
Was it a soft spot? Or something he didnât want anyone to know? Or were there other reasons?
Living things might look alike, but minds were not.
The mind was a complicated thing for one might not even understand themselves well.
That moment, what he portrayed to them, was his true self.
For a long time, Bai Muchuan didnât speak.
It was like the two of them were competing with each other in terms of patience. Between them was an invisible aura and pressure.
âWhy do you ask that?â An Ying finally gave a response.
That response was also a defeat, psychologically.
Whoever opened their mouth first loses.
Xiang Wan saw powerlessness in An Yingâs eyes while Bai Muchuan saw his defeated emotion.
âYouâre not someone who has the ability to come in contact with the foreign forces.â
Bai Muchuanâs words were, in fact, cutting.
An Ying, however, laughed at the hurting remark.
âYou seem to understand me very well.â
Bai Muchuan smiled. âMaybe.â
An Ying was startled for a moment before narrowing his eyes and sharpening his gaze.
He seemed to be recalling something as he examined Bai Muchuanâs face.
However, he couldnât find anything about this cold and dignified detective in his memory. So, he gave up, smiling faintly at him and regaining his composure.
âYouâre right. Indeed, I donât have the ability to contact them. However, I do have enough power to make them come looking for me instead. If itâs not specifically me, it could be because of the Dark Clan.â
That was some information he provided.
Bai Muchuan nodded his head.
âWhoâs the one who contacted you?â
That was what they wanted to know.
An Ying had answered his question unknowingly.
Every question he answered was tedious for him.
And after his every reply, there would be another more important question awaiting him.
Bai Muchuan was an interrogation expert. An Ying was soon feeling a little overwhelmed.
âItâs a stranger. He looked me up and told me about Operation Heavenâs Wrath. He also said that I would receive a huge sum of money as funding as well as supply us the drugs⌠I had no reason to refuse a deal like thisâŚ
âA stranger? What is he like? When and where did you meet him? Who else was there when you met him? How did he locate your whereabouts?â
An Ying deliberated for a moment. âI met him in a hotel. He knocked on my door without anyone acting as an in-between. He also seemed to understand me very well. There werenât many formalities between us. Mm, heâs a straightforward person⌠Hmm, he should be around 30 years old and looked kinda refined, as well as scholarly. Just one look and youâll think that he is a good person.â
Just one look was enough to know that he was a good person.
A corner of Xiang Wanâs lips twitched.
Bai Muchuan showed a contemptuous smile. âItâs such a waste that you are not a screenwriter for the broadcasting station.â
An Yingâs body twitched a little and he looked at him. âI donât understand what youâre trying to say.â
Bai Muchuan enunciated every syllable. âYouâre lying!â
An Ying replied immediately. âI didnât.â
Bai Muchuan looked at him coldly. âYouâre an extremely cautious person. After Cui Mingâs death, how would you simply receive a stranger at the hotel? How in the world would you agree with a stranger who told you such things, and you could actually reach an agreement with him immediately? Are you not in the least worried that it might be the police setting you up? Whatâs more, by not giving a clear account of what Iâve askedâwho was with you, a more specific time range and location, it simply means that youâre trying to avoid answering them⌠Wei Gang, itâs not so easy to deceive the police.â
After saying this, Bai Muchuan opened the dossier before him and showed a cold smile.
âDo you know how many discrepancies there are in your statements?â
An Ying remained quiet for a while.
He was unable to guess what Bai Muchuan would say.
However, Bai Muchuan had an unhurried and composed look as he smiled. âIn four interrogations, there are 13 discrepancies found in your answers!â
Besides lying, they couldnât think of other reasons for the discrepancies.
For events that he had not experienced himself, it was tough to maintain a consistent statement as he made up the facts.
Unless he was well-versed in criminal activities where covering up tracks and lying were his expertise.
Obviously, An Ying did not fall under this category.
âEven if you have to make up stories, you should cook up a more convincing one.â
Bai Muchuan tossed the dossier on the table heavily.
âJust spill. We are especially patient tonight.â
An Ying seemed a little disheartened. âI didnâtâŚâ
He gulped and wanted to argue. Yet when he faced Bai Muchuanâs gaze and opened his mouth to talk, he actually asked a question out of the blue.
âDetective Bai, have we ever met before?â
Bai Muchuan raised an eyebrow. âYouâve met me several times. Whether before you got caught or after you got caught, youâve been scheming against me, isnât it?â
âNo! I donât mean that.â An Ying narrowed his eyes and seemed to be trying to recall his memory. âIt should be many years ago,â he seemed a little distracted. âYeah, very long ago⌠Iâm sure that we must have met somewhere beforeâŚâ
Bai Muchuan did not say another word.
The next moment, An Ying seemed appalled, as though he thought of something.
â⌠Youâre from there?!â
Bai Muchuanâs face gradually turned cold.
After remaining silent for about 10 seconds, he responded coolly, âYes.â
That question was out of nowhere, and Bai Muchuan actually answered it. That made the rest of them baffled.
Heâs from there? What did he mean by âthereâ? they thought.
How did these two people meet many years ago?
Ding Yifan and Tang Yuanchu looked at each other in bewilderment.
Xiang Wan, however, felt a tug in her heart.
The Special Training School!
An Ying used to be an instructor there.
An Ying must have met the younger Bai Muchuan then.
It seemed evident that Bai Muchuan knew about Wei Gangâs past.
It was simply because Bai Muchuan had grown up that An Ying didnât recognize him until now.
âNo wonderâŚâ An Ying gave a bitter laugh.
It was no wonder that Bai Muchuan was so certain that he didnât have the ability to make contact with the foreign forces.
Back then when he was teaching at the special school, he was weak and cowardly.
The principal, the instructors or teachers alike, all of them would bully him⌠The most notorious one was Feng Min, who was killed in one of the âzombieâ casesâit was actually planned by An Ying himself. This was because Feng Min and some other instructors used to bully An Ying as entertainment.
During that time, whenever An Ying suffered such treatment, he would vent his frustrations on the students.
âSince youâre from there, you should know that I was being accused.â Hatred flashed across An Yingâs eyes. âI wasnât involved in those evil deeds that Feng Min and the others did. They didnât want me involved as well⌠Iâm innocent. I even went to jail because of this. I lost everything but nobody came forward to do me justice.â
âI donât know about that,â said Bai Muchuan in a tepid tone.
After a momentary pause, the corners of his lips quirked upwards into a cold sneer.
âBack then, all the instructors in that school, none of them were innocent.â
An Ying fell back to his chair, his face was ashen and he looked distraught.
âIâm not involved, not involved at allâŚâ
âEven though youâre not directly involved in those sins, youâre also considered an accomplice by choosing to keep quiet!â Bai Muchuan glared at him mercilessly. âYou think that youâre innocent but in actual fact, the court back then has already given you the best sentence!â
âNo!â An Yingâs pitch became higher as he looked at Bai Muchuan with a stern countenance. âYou donât know anything at all! All of you knew nothing about me back then. Iâve never hit you before, right? Iâve never humiliated you before, right?â
The moment he blurted all these, Tang Yuanchu and Ding Yifan looked over at Bai Muchuan.
Shock was on their faces.
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