Chapter 17: Old Hua the Third
In a suburban villa on the outskirts of Mountain City, Tang Jianing sat on the sofa downstairs, her gaze deep and steady as she stared at the butler.
“Any news about my father?”
The butler replied nervously, “No, Miss. Would you like to eat something first?”
At these words, Tang Jianing’s brows furrowed tightly.
Her father’s life followed a fixed routine: work in the morning, tea in the afternoon, and home by six sharp to accompany her.
But now it was already eight, and he hadn’t returned—something was definitely wrong.
After a moment’s thought, Tang Jianing dialed a number.
As soon as it connected, she asked coldly, “Lawyer Zhou, where is my father?”
Silence came from the other end.
Growing impatient, Tang Jianing snapped, “Speak!”
A middle-aged man’s voice finally came through: “Miss, your elder brother... has been taken away by the criminal investigation unit.”
Tang Jianing’s expression darkened. “Is this about the overseas matter?”
“The overseas issue doesn’t involve the mainland. According to the information I gathered, it seems related to a murder case from seven years ago.”
Zhou’s words brought Tang Jianing some relief.
At home, her father was a respected and conscientious entrepreneur—his business thriving and he generous to the country, offering both money and support.
But in reality, in a small East Asian country, he was at the very top of the local criminal underworld.
Naturally, the family had kept this from her.
However, with so many brothers who had fought alongside him, a few had inevitably let slip some details over time.
Gradually, she had come to understand the situation, but always pretended ignorance in front of her father.
Tang Jianing’s voice was cold as she said, “Find out everything within half an hour. I’ll be waiting at the villa.”
“Yes, Miss!”
Fifteen minutes later.
Zhou rushed into the villa.
Seeing Tang Jianing reclining on the sofa pretending to nap, his heart skipped a beat: no wonder she was the daughter of the eldest brother—her presence was commanding.
Noticing his arrival, Tang Jianing opened her eyes and said, “Tell me everything.”
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Zhou quickly handed over a stack of documents, speaking respectfully, “Miss, I received the news around 5:30 in the afternoon. Your brother was taken away on his way home, summoned on suspicion of murder.”
Upon hearing “murder,” Tang Jianing raised an eyebrow, a wry smile curling her lips.
“This is an old case from seven years ago in the Fuli community. The police recently uncovered new evidence pointing to your brother, but the chain of evidence is incomplete, with many gaps.”
“The provincial bureau’s cold case unit has taken over. After I checked with the police, I copied the detailed case files and brought them here.”
Zhou’s forehead was damp with cold sweat by the time he finished.
Tang Jianing glanced casually and remarked, “They can seize a distinguished entrepreneur like him on such flimsy evidence? This case must be urgent. What about the murder house?”
Zhou flipped through the files on the table quickly. “The house has been sold. The new owners learned it was a murder house and dared not move in, so they put it back on the market immediately.”
“Buy the house. Make it a priority.”
“I’m on it now.” Zhou said and hurried out.
Tang Jianing picked up the files and began to read.
Seven years ago, twenty-three-year-old Chi Ziqi was mysteriously found dead in her own home.
She was discovered lying in a pool of blood with three stab wounds; the cause of death was massive internal bleeding from organ rupture.
The police investigation found that cash and jewelry in the room were all missing.
Naturally, the inquiry had focused on a home invasion robbery.
Now, with the cold case unit’s involvement, the case had been reopened.
The special task force found her father’s fingerprints on some preserved evidence, leading to tonight’s events.
Fingerprints?
Tang Jianing paused at those words, quickly checking the personal details.
Chi Ziqi had graduated from a prestigious university and was also a native of Mountain City. After graduation and internship, she chose to return home to work at their family’s Da Tang Group.
Her position was secretary to the president’s office.
If Tang Jianing hadn’t known her father’s background, she herself might have considered him the prime suspect.
“Miss, the house has been purchased. The company is finalizing the contract.”
Hearing that the house was secured, Tang Jianing stood up.
“Let’s go see the place.”
To free her father quickly, they needed decisive evidence proving his innocence.
Though fingerprints held by the police weren’t conclusive, they could hold someone for a while.
Given her father’s status, if the suspicion wasn’t cleared soon, those thugs overseas might catch wind of it and hatch new schemes.
“Miss, shall I hire two detectives?”
“Let’s see first. The evidence is with the police. We’ll prepare preliminarily.”
Hearing this, Zhou nodded and quickly helped Tang Jianing with her handbag.
As they stepped out of the villa, several bodyguards outside immediately followed.
The car sped down the road, arriving at the community entrance within half an hour.
A security guard in his sixties saw the car—worth who knows how many zeros—and the muscular bodyguards, wisely raising the barrier.
A group of them marched to the murder house’s entrance where a timid girl nervously clutched the keys.
“Miss!”
Tang Jianing took the keys, sizing up the girl.
“Afraid of ghosts?”
“Yes!”
Seeing the girl nodding furiously like she was pounding garlic, Tang Jianing pulled out a thousand yuan from her wallet.
“This is your overtime bonus. Report to the secretary’s office tomorrow.”
Though fear still filled the girl’s eyes regarding the murder house, her eyes lit up at the sight of the cash.
“Send someone to escort her by taxi, the rest stay on guard at the door.”
“Yes!”
After their orders, the bodyguards set up a perimeter, while Tang Jianing inserted the key into the lock.
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