Quick Transmigration: What to Do When the Male Supporting Character You Saved Becomes Obsessed with

Chapter 347 Obedient and Clingy Younger Brother (58)

Dong Hongcheng had naturally heard about the report against him and was already worried. He never expected that the man would be so shameless, clinging to him like a leech and impossible to shake off.

He has always been an extremely pragmatic person. He would do anything to climb higher. In his eyes, the junior who committed suicide back then was nothing more than a stepping stone for him.

To shut him up, Dong Hongcheng had to give himself benefits.

It's clear that experience matters.

Meng Qun was initially dismissive of what Dong Hongcheng said, but to his surprise, Dong Hongcheng produced evidence that he thought had been destroyed long ago, evidence of his involvement in academic fraud.

Meng Qun panicked at this moment; he didn't want to be controlled by Dong Hongcheng forever!

Having witnessed his methods firsthand, Meng Qun knew that once threatened by him, he would be threatened by him forever, and each time he would fall deeper into his trap!

He can't do this...

He has worked so hard for so many years to get to where he is today, how can he be so easily ruined by Dong Hongcheng!

An extreme egoist, driven to the brink, develops a terrifying murderous intent. Meng Qun, with his narcissistic personality, becomes extremely uncontrollable when offended.

He pretended to be threatened and feigned weakness, saying that he would comply with his wishes.

Dong Hongcheng considered himself his teacher, being decades older than him, so he couldn't possibly escape his own grasp.

The two of them pretended to be teacher and student again.

The school has spoken to him recently, and after listening to him, Meng Qun advised him to take his annual leave now to avoid being watched by others.

Dong Hongcheng also felt a bit annoyed and thought that he could take advantage of his annual leave to bring his son to stay with him for a few days.

So he made an agreement with his ex-wife.

Meng Qun invited him to go fishing, saying that he had something to discuss with him.

That noon, he drove a car registered in his mother's name, carrying the tools he had prepared for the crime, and picked up Dong Hongcheng.

The two were planning to go night fishing.

When they arrived at their destination, there was no one else around except for the two of them.

Meng Qun asked him one last time.

"What, back when you were eating and drinking well with me and enjoying the benefits, and gloating over putting others down, didn't you ever think I was bad?"

As Dong Hongcheng adjusted the lure, he scoffed at him, "People have to take responsibility for their actions, don't you think? I'm teaching you this..."

"what--"

Before he could finish speaking, a scream rang out.

A sharp pain shot through my head, and in an instant, the world spun around me, and all I could see was blood.

He tried to call for help and beg for mercy, but before he could utter a single word...

The murder weapon in sight...

One, two, three...

He never uttered another sound until his death.

"We found the brick that was used as the murder weapon in the fishing box you hid in the cabinet, and it has now been sent to the forensic department."

Because the chain of evidence was conclusive, and the dashcam and road surveillance footage had recorded the entire timeline, Wu Qidong was interrogated along with Jin Shuhe.

"Why choose a brick as a tool for committing the crime?" Jin Shuhe asked, puzzled.

The autopsy report issued by the forensic doctor Xia stated that the injury was caused by a blunt force trauma resulting in severe traumatic brain injury, and the weapon was considered to be a brick or similar object.

Jin Shuhe and his colleagues speculated that it might have been an impulsive crime, where the perpetrator picked up a stone and killed the other person.

It wasn't until they saw the physical evidence brought back—a perfectly square half of a blue brick that didn't belong to the crime scene at all—that the case was definitively classified as premeditated murder.

“I’ve thought about strangling him, that way the murder weapon would be easier to handle! But I don’t dare.” Meng Qun said expressionlessly.

Indeed, very few people have the mental fortitude to personally strangle someone, watch them struggle, and feel their life slipping through their fingers.

A strike is different, because it is done in an instant.

In an instant, something seemed to flash through Jin Shuhe's mind.

But it was too fast and too blurry, so Jin Shuhe couldn't catch it.

"Why was the murder weapon hidden in the house?" Wu Qidong noticed that Jin Shuhe's expression suddenly became strange. He nudged him with the leg under the table and continued to ask.

"I don't know what to do with it. I feel like it's not safe to throw it anywhere," Meng Qun said coldly.

Then he added, "I keep it at home, and sometimes when I look at this brick, I feel a sense of satisfaction! It would be best if anything that blocks my way ended up like this!"

His expression was vicious; his crimes had been exposed, and he had nothing left to hide. What he said now was the truth. This feeling of holding other people's lives in his hands was truly wonderful to him.

When he turned and struck that first blow, he was already in a frenzy, completely out of control...

"Alright, the case can be closed now!"

Qin Wen stretched and slumped onto the table as if he had no bones.

"Hey, anyone off work tonight? Let's grab a celebratory dinner together—the same place as last time?"

"Okay, okay! I'll go!" someone raised their hand: "That grilled fish place is really delicious!"

"Then I'll go ask the forensic and trace evidence departments who should go!"

Everyone was in a good mood after the case was solved, at least they could go to get off work and leave work normally again.

Wu Qidong walked over with the interrogation records in his hand: "What's wrong? You've seemed a bit distracted since earlier?"

"I..." Jin Shuhe frowned, feeling very uncomfortable with the inability to remember things.

"I feel like I'm remembering something, but I don't know what it is."

"It's alright! You might remember it again sometime when you see something! It's normal that you've read so many files."

Wu Qidong understood what he meant: "Sometimes solving a case depends on that moment of inspiration. You'll get used to it as you go. The more experienced you are, the sharper you become. You'll have that feeling more and more now."

Seeing him sitting there obsessively, Wu Qidong took the file from his hand and said, "Let's go out for dinner tonight, and I'll bring it back to you afterwards."

This wasn't Jin Shuhe's first time attending a dinner party, but this was the first time he'd ever had so many people and such a lively atmosphere.

Everyone was overjoyed because the case had been solved.

These gatherings lack the hierarchical atmosphere; the nature of everyone's work dictates that the relationships will be closer, since people spend much more time with colleagues than at home.

It was a friendship forged through shared experiences, going up and down mountains together, digging soil together, and carrying corpses together.

Jin Shuhe rarely drinks alcohol, and he didn't drink much during his university years either.

As it turned out, everyone in the municipal bureau was a heavy drinker of cigarettes and alcohol, and no one expected Jin Shuhe to be so easily overworked.

He had already lain down before everyone had even started the performance.

"Hey! Come on! Take a picture! We'll make fun of this kid later!"

The crowd laughed and came over to take photos with the dazed Jin Shuhe.

Qi Silang even coaxed Jin Shuhe to unlock his phone and took a few pictures with his own phone.

"That's enough! Stop bullying the kids!" Deputy Captain Wu was here today to keep things in order, and was responsible for sending those who were unable to move back one by one.

After the event ended, Jin Shuhe was able to sit up, but he was still dazed.

"Is this the correct address?" Wu Qidong asked Jin Shuhe, typing the address into the navigation app.

Jin Shuhe's vision stopped spinning, but his reactions were a little slow. He checked and nodded.

"Vice-captain, take him there first!"

Qin Wen isn't driving today, so he's hitching a ride back with the deputy captain.

"Which building do you live in? Shouldn't you tell your family? You're so drunk, won't your family scold you?" Qin Wen patted him on the back seat.

"I... want to make a phone call."

Jin Shuhe thought for a moment.

"Hello? Xiao He?"

Lu Liruan went out to dinner with her friends today and had just entered the house a short while ago.

Why does your voice sound like that?

“I’ve been drinking!” Jin Shuhe replied. “I’m on my way back now, Sister Li Ruan… I have something I want to tell you.”

Qin Wen got goosebumps watching from behind. He didn't know if the kid was drunk or if he was just being clingy on the phone.

His voice was several degrees softer than usual...

elder sister?

A relationship between an older woman and a younger man? They're quite adept at this!

"How did you get back?" Lu Liruan heard the sound of a car coming through the receiver.

"Vice Captain, the person who brought me back is almost there, Sister Li Ruan... Don't worry, don't worry~"

Lu Liruan thought to herself, "You're so drunk you can't even speak clearly, how can I not worry?"

Fortunately, she hadn't had time to change her clothes. Lu Liruan picked up her keys and prepared to go downstairs to wait for him, lest the person who brought him there not know where he lived.

"Okay, okay, I'm not worried."

Jin Shuhe wasn't quite sure what he was saying either.

He really couldn't hold his liquor, and he drank too fast. The effects of the alcohol were still churning in his nerves, and he felt inexplicably excited, as if he was about to do something big!

"Sister Li Ruan... I have something to tell you."

"Then you can wait until you get home to talk about it."

"Okay, sure," he obediently agreed.

"Are you going to listen to me or not...?"

"I'm listening." Lu Liruan was amused by him. How come he turned into a child when he was drunk? He was almost using reduplicated words to speak.

Not to mention Qin Wen, even Wu Qidong, who was driving, looked at him.

"Vice Captain, drive faster, this kid can't wait!" Qin Wen rubbed his arms: "I don't want to hear what he has to say."

As soon as I got out of the car, the wind blew, and the effects of the alcohol surged even stronger.

"Shuhe, which way?"

Wu Qidong and Qin Wen were worried about him, so they followed him down.

"Sister Li Ruan!"

But the kid didn't even glance at them, and just waved stupidly in one direction.

A girl ran over hurriedly.

Lu Liruan went out shopping and eating with her friends today. She accompanied her friends to get their hair done and was persuaded to get a perm herself.

Then it looks smaller.

"Pfft—you got a perm, and you really look like a little lamb! Come on, bleat!" Her friend pinched Lu Liruan's face and laughed uncontrollably.

Lu Liruan's hair was originally very soft, but after getting it permed, it became incredibly voluminous. She already had a small face with a slightly round chin, and this hairstyle made her look even smaller and more innocent.

"It looks good, it really looks good!" Lu Liruan was a little lost in the praise from her friends and hairdresser.

Hehehe, things look good just because you paid for them!

But she didn't know that as she ran this way with the wind, her hair was blowing in front of her face, all fluffy...

Qin Wen: ...

Because it's a relationship between an older woman and a younger man, it ends up being like two kids playing house?

"Sister Li Ruan! You've come to pick me up!"

"Hello."

Lu Liruan tugged at his sleeve and greeted the two people behind him.

Qin Wen brushed his hair away from his face and paused for a moment.

Hey!

So beautiful... not just ordinary beautiful, the kind that makes people turn their heads to look when you walk down the street.

No wonder this guy doesn't even blink at other girls.

"Oh, hello, we're his colleagues!" Qin Wen said with a smile.

"You were the one who brought food last time, right? Thank you so much! There's still a rumor going around in our office that Shuhe's family cooks exceptionally well!"

Qin Wen is exceptionally good at saying the right thing to the right person; he can strike up a conversation with anyone.

"Ah! It's alright. I'll have Xiaohe take care of it again next time I have the chance!"

"That's wonderful! We're not the type to stand on ceremony!"

"Girl, let's help you lift him up." Wu Qidong was worried that Lu Liruan wouldn't be able to lift him.

"Okay, thank you!"

The two dropped Jin Shuhe off at his doorstep and then left.

"Vice Captain, what do you think that kid wanted to say?" Qin Wen had also drunk quite a bit, but he wasn't drunk, though he seemed unusually irresponsible.

"Mind your own business! You're not getting any younger, and you can't even find a partner. Why are you meddling in other people's private lives!" Wu Qidong had previously said he would introduce him to girls of suitable age through his wife's side.

As a result, Qin Wen refused to go no matter what.

"I believe in free love! Otherwise, if we come through a blind date and there's no emotional foundation between us, how can I expect the girl to accept the nature of my job—I'm never home and might get my job exposed one day? Wouldn't that be a nightmare for her?!"

"Won't an emotional foundation be built up everywhere?"

"Hey! Vice Captain, you don't understand young people's affairs!"

"Who are you calling old!"

Lu Liruan pulled Jin Shuhe to the sofa, and was about to turn around and tidy up.

"What are you doing?"

Jin Shuhe suddenly stood up, startled.

Jin Shuhe's mind was in complete chaos, and he couldn't even make sense of it himself, but he was driven by a strange sense of mission.

"Sister Li Ruan, I have something to tell you!"

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll make you a cup of honey water!"

……

Before I left work today, the girlfriend of the student who committed suicide came over.

The girl's surname is Song, and she is a graduate student in the Chinese Language and Literature Department of the school next door.

"Miss Song, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I learned from his classmate that the case had been solved."

The students in the research group needed to take additional statements, so they also learned about the murderer in the case.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

“It’s our duty.” Jin Shuhe had never heard such a straightforward expression of gratitude since starting work. When the girl looked up, her face was already covered in tears.

“I don’t even remember what he said when I last saw him. He only wrote the rest of his words to me in his suicide note.”

Jin Shuhe remembered the part of the suicide note in the photo that was addressed to his girlfriend.

The last thing I wrote was: I can no longer tell you I love you in person, nor can I say sorry to you in person. I'm so sorry.

"I want to thank you in person. Those who bullied him have all been punished, and he can finally be happy."

For some reason, all that remained in Jin Shuhe's muddled mind was: to tell her face to face...

I don't want to be a coward who doesn't even dare to say he likes something.

"Sister Li Ruan! I..."

"Wait! The water's boiling—"

Jin Shuhe: ...

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

When Lu Liruan brought over the honey water, he was leaning against the sofa with his head down, looking pitiful.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Lu Liruan touched his forehead.

There was a thin layer of sweat on it.

"Sister Li Ruan." His voice softened.

"Ok?"

"I like you."

He wanted to be a brave person, but his voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.