It was already midnight.

The road they were driving on was also a narrow path, and at this time, there shouldn't have been any other vehicles passing by.

The middle-aged man driving the car slowly decelerated.

Pulled over to the side.

Opened the door and spat, saying, "I'll find a place to relieve myself. Hurry up, don't fucking dawdle."

"Alright."

Upon hearing this, the younger brother excitedly got out of the car.

He opened the back door of the car.

He adjusted the woman, who was limp like mud.

The woman was only wearing a bodycon dress.

He pushed it to her waist, then directly yanked down her underwear and casually threw it aside.

Under the cover of night, the dense forest wasn't very clear.

The man couldn't care less, quickly removed his pants, spread the woman's legs, not caring whether it was dry or moist, or if he could enter smoothly, he directly aimed and forcefully thrust inside her.

Perhaps it was the pain of the dry friction.

The woman, who had been unconscious, suddenly woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw herself being "ridden" by a man and immediately began to scream.

The man saw trouble.

Without a second word, he choked the woman's neck.

Facing death, everyone would struggle.

The woman desperately kicked towards the man's body. Note, the man was still bare-assed; her kick landed squarely on his genitals, the intense pain made him let go, and he fell off the vehicle.

"Help, murder, help, murder..."

The woman's cries echoed through the night sky.

At the same time, she frantically opened the car door and ran into the darkness...

Suddenly.

A dull thud.

The woman immediately went silent.

In the darkness, the middle-aged man who had gone to relieve himself came back carrying the woman's body.

At this moment, a beam of flashlight shone from afar; someone must have heard the cry for help and came over.

"Useless, can't even handle a minor task, hurry up and get in the car!"

The middle-aged man barked an order.

The young man on the ground, supporting himself on the car, staggered onto the vehicle.

The middle-aged man threw the woman through the car door, returned to the driver's seat, hit the gas, and sped off.

It was probably about two minutes later.

Three or four people with "joint defense" armbands arrived at the scene; they had heard the cries for help and ran over, but now there was nothing left.

"Captain, what's this?"

A young man's flashlight shone on a pair of underwear on the ground, a very sexy lace underwear, without a speck of dust on it, looking as if it had just been thrown down.

"Could it be a couple fooling around?"

Another joint defense team member joked.

The captain, also a middle-aged man, frowned and looked into the distance, saying, "If it were an affair, no one would be screaming for help. Bag it and take it to the police station…"

The next morning.

Chen Fang was woken up by a series of urgent phone rings.

Checking the number, it was Pei Shanglian calling.

"Hello, Director Pei, this early?"

Chen Fang asked lazily.

Pei Shanglian said, "Secretary Chen, there's been an incident, Song Yan's house was set on fire."

It felt like an electric current had run through his entire body.

Chen Fang sat up straight from the bed.

He asked, "When did this happen?"

"Just after eleven o'clock last night. I'm at the scene right now. Are you coming over?"

Pei Shanglian asked.

"Wait for me, I'll be there shortly."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Fang called Yu Zhengchuan immediately. By the time he had washed up and come downstairs, Yu Zhengchuan had already arrived in his car.

The two rushed to Jinshan Garden on Taicang Street.

It was only upon arriving at the scene that they discovered Song Yan's room had been completely burned down.

The scene was a complete mess.

Even the portraits of Song Chongzhi and his wife had turned to ashes.

Not to mention Song Yan's bedroom.

"What's the situation?"

Chen Fang asked Pei Shanglian.

Pei Shanglian gestured with his hand inside and said, "Zhang Jiangming, come out for a moment."

Zhang Jiangming, in his police uniform, ran out from inside and saluted Chen Fang.

"Explain the situation to Secretary Chen."

Zhang Jiangming said, "At 11:09 last night, the command center received a report of a fire at Jinshan Garden. The command center immediately contacted the fire department and the local police station, who rushed to the scene. By the time they arrived, the fire was already very big. The firefighters managed to extinguish the fire around 12:47. After a night's investigation, the source of the fire has not yet been discovered."

"What about the nearby surveillance? Did it capture anyone entering or exiting?"

Chen Fang asked.

Zhang Jiangming spoke earnestly, "No, Jinshan Garden is an old residential area; there are no surveillance cameras nearby. Our police officers started making inquiries early this morning, but so far, there's been no progress."

"What do you think?"

Chen Fang asked Pei Shanglian.

Pei Shanglian frowned and said, "We were here yesterday, and there was no obvious source of the fire. Additionally, the criminal police team has investigated, and the doors and windows were intact; there were no signs of forced entry. Therefore, I think it's likely an accident."

An accident?

Could it really be an accident?

Chen Fang nodded his head.

He and Pei Shanglian went downstairs.

With no one around, Chen Fang asked, "Director Pei, who else knows that we've been here?"

Pei Shanglian thought for a moment and said, "No one else, just Zhang Jiangming. I gave him the photos yesterday to check for fingerprints."

"Zhang Jiangming..."

Chen Fang muttered the name to himself.

Pei Shanglian laughed and said, "You're not suspecting Zhang Jiangming, are you? He wouldn't do such a thing. He is one of our department's ace detectives, having handled countless cases, and he's quite a straightforward guy. What's the name of that chairman of Boiling Point Group, oh right, Guan Xiaoxian; he even arrested him."

"Oh? When did this happen?"

Chen Fang asked in surprise.

Pei Shanglian thought for a moment and then said, "About three to four months ago. There was an employee from the Boiling Point Group who reported being assaulted by a colleague. After Zhang Jiangming took over the case, he went to the group to make arrests. The security at the group wouldn't let the person go, so Zhang Jiangming charged in, arrested the guy on the spot, and even brought the chairman back for a scolding. Xu Jianfeng himself had to go there to retrieve him personally. If people didn't know he handles his cases decisively, he might have been reprimanded back then, so the problem definitely doesn't lie with him."

"Oh."

Although Chen Fang still had his doubts,

he didn't push further since Pei Shanglian had said so.

He asked, "What about the prostitute's file?"

Pei Shanglian signaled to a police officer in the distance.

The officer brought over a briefcase, opened it, and took out a file folder.

Pei Shanglian said, "The prostitute's name is Fang Xiumei, from Anhui Province, 27 years old. She used to work as a hostess at the Night World nightclub but quit after that incident and opened a massage parlor not far from here. Shall we go check it out now?"

"Let's go."

Chen Fang waved his hand and said.

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