Chapter 564 - Only Wishing for a Clear Conscience
Chapter 564 of "Invincible Young Master in the City" introduces new challenges: Since they had a detailed discussion the previous Saturday, Ye Fan and Zhang Zhiyuan spent... Keep following!
Since they had a detailed discussion the previous Saturday, Ye Fan and Zhang Zhiyuan spent just over an hour completing the work handover.
After seeing off Zhang Zhiyuan, Ye Fan returned to his office and sat at his desk, carefully flipping through the documents.
Less than half an hour later, there was a knock at the door.
Ye Fan continued to look through the files and casually called out, âCome in.â
The door opened, but when Ye Fan waited for a while without seeing anyone enter, he couldnât help but look up towards the doorway, only to see an elderly couple in plain clothes and a skinny middle-aged woman kneeling at the entrance.
Startled, Ye Fan quickly stood up and hurried to the door, simultaneously helping the people who were kneeling and saying, âWhat are you doing?
If thereâs something wrong, come in and sit down to talk about it.
Get up, please get upâŚâ
âPolitical Commissar, I beg you to save my son, Jiang Weidong.
He has been wrongfully accused; he hasnât killed anyone and couldnât possibly kill anyone.â The elderly couple refused to get up, persistently kowtowing to Ye Fan at the doorway.
Although Ye Fan could forcibly help one of them to stand, it was impossible with three people.
The two elders and the woman continued knocking their heads with a âbang-bangâ sound, their foreheads bleeding from the kowtowing in the cold of winter.
Even if Ye Fan had a heart of stone, he was almost brought to his knees by these three people.
âAlright, alright, I promise to help you,â Ye Fan hastily said, disregarding the usual process, âAs long as Jiang Weidong is truly innocent, I will clear his name!
Now get up, or I wonât handle this case!â
Upon hearing Ye Fanâs words, Jiang Weidongâs parents and wife finally stopped kowtowing and got up.
Ye Fan invited Jiang Weidongâs parents and wife inside, gave them a box of tissues to wipe the blood from their foreheads, and filled three disposable cups with hot water for them to drink.
It was winter now and a bit of rain had fallen that morning.
With the cold north wind howling, it was quite chilly.
Jiang Weidongâs parents and wife were clearly shivering, their clothes thin and inadequate, their necks shrunk together from the cold.
Of course, Ye Fan wasnât naive, aware that in this era, it was unlikely for a normal family to truly lack clothing, and it was possible that they had deliberately dressed this way to garner sympathy.
After drinking the hot water and thanks to the air conditioning and heating in the office, Jiang Weidongâs family soon warmed up.
âDo you have any evidence to firmly believe that Jiang Weidong didnât commit murder?â Ye Fan asked.
Jiang Weidongâs mother immediately said, âWeidong was raised with utmost care by me.
He has always been honest; since he was young, others would bully him.
All the neighbors can testify to Weidongâs honesty, how could he possibly murder someone?
Police Captain, my son has truly been wronged!â
Jiang Weidongâs father and wife also echoed, stressing how Jiang Weidong was an honest person who wouldnât even know how to fight back when bullied.
After listening, it was evident that Jiang Weidongâs family lacked evidence, and the reasons they provided essentially corroborated the possibility of Jiang Weidong being capable of murder to some extent.
Although Ye Fan had not investigated any cases before and had not graduated from a police academy, he was a distinguished graduate from Huaxia National Defense University, where psychology was a mandatory course.
In some of the psychological case analyses, it is often the seemingly docile people, who wouldnât utter a word after being beaten, who commit some shocking, brutal acts that nobody could have anticipated.
Some honest people who have been bullied for a long time often just keep it bottled up inside.
Not knowing how to vent their frustrations and with it building up over time, it can lead to mental instabilities that, under certain triggers, result in pitiable yet detestable cruel acts.
For instance, over a decade ago in the case of a certain Ma, a very honest university student who was frequently bullied subsequently murdered four university classmates within three days.
After questioning for about seven or eight minutes and getting nowhere, Ye Fan had no choice but to let them go back home.
After Jiang Weidongâs parents and wife had left, Ye Fan sat in his office chair, deep in thought.
He knew next to nothing about the serial murder case, only aware that such a case existed, with no clue of the specific details.
He would have to get the case files and study them carefully to understand.
However, it seemed too coincidental that Jiang Weidongâs parents and wife knelt at his door, pleading for help not long after he had taken office, especially since they waited for Zhang Zhiyuan, who was aware of the situation, to leave before approaching.
âJudging from Fan Feipengâs report during the meeting just now, the case is nearing its end, soon to be turned into an iron-clad one.
If I intervene now to re-examine the case, I will obviously offend a whole host of people, even the one at the top of the bureau, Tang Xianlong,â Ye Fan thought to himself, âWho could be setting such a dangerous and damaging trap for me?
Chen Kunfei?
Or is there someone else?â
âHowever, since I am the deputy team leader of the special task force for the serial murder case, I must take responsibility for it.
If Jiang Weidong is truly innocent, even if I offend everyone in the bureau, I must clear his name and find the real culprit!
Itâs a human life at stake, and thereâs a family behind it.â
With this thought, Ye Fan immediately stood up and left his office to get the serial murder case files.
He had never been intent on climbing up the ranks; he simply wanted to do his job well and have a clear conscience, so he wasnât worried about offending people.
A few minutes later, Ye Fan smoothly acquired the files of the serial murder case and sat at his desk to read them intently.
But before he could settle in, someone knocked on the door.
âCome in.â
The door opened, and in walked a young police officer in full uniform with a straight posture, carrying a document in his hands.
âCommissar Ye, hello,â the young police officer said as he approached Ye Fanâs desk.
âThe November 13th serial murder case has been clarified.
The suspect, Jiang Weidong, has fully confessed to the motive and process of the crime.
This is the result of the investigation; please sign it.â
As he spoke, he opened the document and passed it to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan took the file, glanced at it carefully, and saw Fan Feipengâs flamboyantly scrawled name at the bottom, along with several other key police officersâ names.
Clearly, with his signature, the document could immediately be submitted to the bureau chief Tang Xianlong for his signature, ultimately sending Jiang Weidong to court.
His signature would mean delivering a success to his hands.
âGo back and tell Captain Fan that I havenât fully understood the case yet, and I canât sign it for now.
Come back for the documents this afternoon,â Ye Fan said, looking up at the young officer.
The young officer frowned and said, âCommissar Ye, not only is Bureau Chief Tang urging us, but the county committee is as well, and even the city is pressing usâŚâ
âI know,â Ye Fan interrupted the young officer.
âJust relay my message to Captain Fan, as I said.â
âYes,â the young officer had no choice but to agree and turned to leave.
When the young officer returned to Fan Feipengâs office, Fan Feipeng was waiting for Ye Fanâs signature to submit the file to Tang Xianlong.
Seeing that the young officer didnât bring back the document, Fan Feipeng couldnât help but ask, âWhereâs the document?â
âCommander, Commissar Ye refuses to sign it immediately.
He says he hasnât understood the case yet and can only sign it after reviewing it this afternoon,â the young officer reported.
Fan Feipeng was instantly annoyed, slammed the table, and cursed, âDammit, some people donât appreciate kindness, acting all high and mighty!
Trying to bask in reflected glory, yet he really thinks heâs something!â