The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 368

Before entering, I had heard about various brawling incidents in the detention center, most of which involved fights between prisoners. This was definitely something a scholar couldn’t handle. Initially prepared to be beaten, it was only upon arrival that I realized I might have overthought it. People here were polite, not exactly nice to me, but their words and actions were certainly not those of someone prone to violence at the drop of a hat.

What was going on? After some time, He Biandan inquired around and found out that most people here were "civilian criminals," namely economic and political criminals, and not those incarcerated for violence.

Although somewhat puzzled by this, it was ultimately a relief, and he didn’t give it much thought. But when he mentioned it to Ye Tian after getting out, Ye Tian’s heart skipped a beat, shocked. The detention center wasn’t a murderer’s haven, but it surely wasn’t as laid-back as He Biandan described.

Exchanging a glance with Xiao Jian, both understood the implicit message: someone was taking care of He Biandan.

"Little brother, this is Xiao Jian, you met him before at the hot pot restaurant." ƒreewebɳovel.com

He Biandan nodded, squinting at him, then turned to Ye Tian, "How’s He Ku doing?"

"He’s okay, he’ll be coming in soon... Look, there he is."

In the corridor, He Ku slowly approached, looking at He Biandan handcuffed on the other side of the window, his eyes growing moist, but he held back tears as he just watched for several minutes. Although He Biandan called out to him twice, He Ku didn’t come over and instead turned and walked away. Ye Tian, worried something might happen, asked Xiao Jian to follow him.

"Ah, this kid, so stubborn. Nobody can convince him."

"He’s just like you. Who else could be his dad? If you changed your temper, maybe your son would’ve turned out to be a quieter child."

"Heh, if I had known it would turn out like this, I might not have had him at all."

"Listen to you, it’s not like you’re even thankful for having him."

After a brief exchange, Ye Tian got back to the point.

"Brother, I’m going to ask you some questions, and you need to answer me completely, without a shred of concealment or omission."

He Biandan thought for a moment, then said, "You go ahead and ask. I don’t know where to start. Ask in detail, and I’ll answer in detail."

That sounded like a plan.

Ye Tian asked, "The woman was found murdered in the morning. Why were your fingerprints and footprints at the scene, along with the weapon you used?"

"I don’t know," He Biandan shook his head, "I went to work in the morning before the sky was fully bright. Just as I was leaving the alley, I was knocked unconscious. Next thing I knew, I woke up there."

"Then what? How did it happen that the police arrested you just like that?"

"It was just that coincidental. I had just woken up when the police entered, claiming to have received a report from a citizen."

"That citizen is Zhou Xiaogang, right?"

He Biandan furrowed his brow, "Which Zhou Xiaogang?"

Seeing his reaction, Ye Tian grew more certain that He Biandan had been framed, the scapegoat definitively pinned on him. Was it time to tell him? Ye Tian was still unsure. Being falsely accused was the truth, and he knew it deep down, but to let him know the intricate, entangling traps behind it all—that he was purely a sacrificial victim—might drastically alter his temperament. Whether he could continue to be looked after and placed in a "civilian criminal" room was uncertain.

Better not mention it for now. It wouldn’t solve any problems, and it would only add to his worries.

"Do you know that woman? Or... did you have any issues with her?"

He Biandan thought for a moment and said, "Kind of."

"Oh? What happened? Did you two have a personal vendetta?"

Ye Tian casually asked, worried that prolonged silence would increase the psychological burden on He Biandan. Throwing out a cliché question often seen in TV dramas, he didn’t expect to actually get something from his mouth.

He Biandan pondered and his brows knitted together.

"Tell me carefully, how did you know her?"

He Biandan thought some more, and then said, "Do you remember last time you and He Ku brought dumplings for me?"

Ye Tian nodded, "I remember. That time?"

"That time I was delivering water to their complex, to both of them. Zhou Xiaogang and that Lili were in the same apartment, then we... well, we had an argument over some trivial matter."

"Over that argument?"

"The police asked me if I told her, ’Sooner or later, I will kill you,’ and whether I had been planning to commit murder since then?"

That didn’t sound right! Ye Tian was puzzled again. Could all this really just be a coincidence?

Chen Lijuan was dead, killed by He Biandan. Zhou Xiaogang, who was present at the time, reported the crime. This statement could be the most compelling motive for murder. With eyewitnesses and physical evidence at the scene, it was hard to argue innocence.

After some thought and several other questions, which didn’t have much value, the police began to hurry them.

"That’s all for now. Brother, don’t worry. As long as you’re doing fine inside, everything can be negotiated."

...

Upon leaving the Public Security Bureau, Xiao Jian advised Ye Tian on several matters to be cautious about, especially regarding the protection of He Ku. Ye Tian promised to comply and casually inquired about Mo Yan’s whereabouts, to which Xiao Jian didn’t have a clear answer, only saying she had gone to the British and might travel to other countries afterward.

Traveling?

Ye Tian was dissatisfied with this answer. However, he did not delve into the issue and instead had a brief chat, then went home with He Ku. This time, he didn’t return directly to Old Thief Saint’s but took him to the King Mansion instead.

The place where Mo Yan first took me.

No matter what, you brought me here and then left me to fend for myself—that’s on you. Now I’m searching for your grandfather, and it’s not wrong. If you’re not dealing with me, someone has to give me an explanation.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Ye Tian paused for a moment and replied, "To see someone."

"Who?"

"When you see him, you call him grandfather, got it?"

He Ku nodded. Having already seen his father, at least it seemed he wasn’t wrong to listen to Ye Tian. He had even been allowed into the Public Security Bureau, a place he thought was only accessible by police, which suggested that Ye Tian might be more formidable, even an undercover cop. Isn’t that how it’s portrayed on TV?