Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss-Chapter 609 - 583: Closing the Net and One Second

Unfortunately, Li Jia’s luck wasn’t very good. Encountering a woman as extremely selfish as Ye Xiaoyu would probably genuinely delay her illness. Although Qian didn’t plan to take on this case, she felt it was necessary to have a conversation with Li Jia’s father.

"Although I don’t understand what you’re saying, it makes so much sense," Yu Liumei looked at Qian with starry eyes, "Sister-in-law, if you were a man, I would definitely chase after you. You’re a perfect goddess!"

"That’s because there’s an idiot willing to give me some chances and understand me when I’m having an episode, so you could see this side of me."

"Sister-in-law, I really think you match perfectly with my god-like Lang."

Yu Liumei had been practicing martial arts for many years and would occasionally spar with her cousins at home. Sometimes, she could even kick down Mr. Yu, but she couldn’t beat Yu Laomao, who was like a god in her eyes.

This sincere compliment obviously made Qian feel entirely at ease.

"How about I treat you to some homemade cuisine? I know a place that makes authentic braised pork."

"You’re a good person! But Sister-in-law, you just take me there, and I’ll treat you instead. I feel bad for always letting you take care of me."

Qian squinted her eyes and smiled at her.

"By the way, aren’t you notoriously bad with directions? How did you find your way here?"

If Liumei hadn’t arrived in time just now, she would have been entangled by that brainless white lotus, Ye Xiaoyu.

Yu Liumei was actually a bit embarrassed to tell Qian that she initially came down to look for the sports equipment section, but after wandering aimlessly, she ended up in a fire escape on the first floor. As she tried to get back, she saw Qian seemingly arguing with someone at a cafe across the way.

It was a timely arrival.

"I’m really reliable like my Lang, Sister-in-law. I don’t drop the ball at critical moments."

"Then, Miss Reliable, do you know how to get out from here?"

"Uh...it’s not a critical moment now, so..." Yu Liumei giggled at Qian, and Qian understood the situation.

Indeed, kind of like Yu Minglang, always confused except at critical moments.

In the evening, Qian was on her show, and Yu Liumei was waiting outside the broadcast room, guarding her. Qian answered the listeners’ calls as if nothing had happened.

Halfway through the show, Yu Liumei received a call from Yu Minglang.

After listening to Lang’s instructions, she made a gesture through the glass to Qian, who took a commercial break and came out.

"What’s up?"

"Sister-in-law, Lang said you need to do this in a bit..." Yu Liumei whispered into Qian’s ear, and Qian nodded.

Even though Xiaoqiang wasn’t by her side, his protection was always with her, and this solid feeling made her feel very comforted.

Qian returned to the broadcast room to continue the show. Her mind was on Yu Minglang, but Yu Minglang’s eyes only saw her.

In a tall building near the broadcast tower, Yu Minglang held a telescope. Through the lens, he saw Qian sitting behind the glass, wearing headphones and answering listeners’ questions into the microphone.

The high-magnification telescope made her seem so close, even the beauty mole on her forehead could be seen clearly.

"The news from over there says Wang Mingming refuses to admit he was at the crime scene. Since being caught, he’s been covering his face, trembling with fear. But the test results show the blood left at the scene matches Wang Mingming’s blood. According to his parents’ statement, the suspect, Wang Mingming, was indeed in the valley buying supplies on the day of the incident—what’s going on here?"

Qiao Zhen, who was next to Yu Minglang, reported while pointing out doubts.

After discovering the clues, Yu Minglang organized a team to go up the mountain to capture Wang Mingming, initially thinking he was just a witness. But unexpectedly, the test results showed on-site blood stains that he left.

The victim was a large, strong woman. Based on evidence of struggling at the scene, it was deduced that the suspect had choked the victim from behind. But the victim was very strong and fiercely fought back, and the suspect accidentally cut himself, which is why there was blood other than the victim’s at the scene.

"Interrogations aren’t under our jurisdiction, but we can suggest bringing in a forensic psychologist from the judicial forensic institute," Yu Minglang said about forensic psychologists like Liao Fugui.

"Do you suspect that Wang Mingming...is mentally ill?" That was very surprising, too surprising.

"Just a guess. Specific details require a professional judgment and analysis from a psychologist. I’m just providing a direction. Wang Mingming’s grandfather had a history of mental illness, so hereditary possibilities can’t be ruled out."

"That’s just too far-fetched... What kind of mental illness would commit a crime and then have no memory of it? And looking at his cowardly appearance, he doesn’t seem like someone with the guts to continuously commit crimes."

"Once your future sister-in-law’s done with her show, I’ll have her professionally explain what kind of illness might cause such behavior."

"Boss, haven’t you successfully proposed yet?" Qiao Zhen had just found out what he’d been up to lately. He was still waiting for a wedding candy, only to hear "future sister-in-law" still being said.

Yu Minglang sighed and reluctantly moved his telescope away from Qian and started to look down.

"I’m too emotionally unintelligent and always upset her, unable to find the right direction to propose."

The position he chose was excellent, overlooking several phone booths below.

With the suspect of the face-scratcher now identified and the event nearing its end, while the relevant departments interrogated Wang Mingming, he took the opportunity to help Mei find the person making harassing phone calls.

As Yu Minglang observed, Qiao Zhen was also pondering.

Such a powerful man, who could quickly find leads in a complicated case like the face-scratcher, couldn’t manage a simple proposal?

Yu Minglang stood tall and watched, waiting like a cat by a mouse hole, while Qian continued answering listeners’ questions.

At the end of the segment, a call came in with a raspy laugh and filthy, hurried breathing.

"Meiwei, Meiwei~"

Qian was no stranger to this voice now—it had arrived!

She switched to commercials immediately, but the hotline didn’t disconnect, meaning now she was on the call with just this person on the other end.

Qian gestured ’okay’ to Yu Liumei, who really wanted to go out and catch the bad guy too, but the task her brother gave her was to protect her sister-in-law, and she had to hold back.

Meanwhile, on high ground, Yu Minglang curled his lips, with his eyes filled with lethal intent at a certain phone booth through the telescope. He’d taken the bait!

He donned special gloves, pulled down his face mask, and removed his earpiece to give the command.

"Point 3, close the net!"

With the special equipment firmly secured, Yu Minglang chose not to take the elevator but instead rappelled down.

At this moment, Qian was calmly dealing with the person making the harassing call.

At this moment, the harasser was making disgusting movements, continuously threatening and intimidating Qian.

At this moment, Yu Minglang, using the night as cover, descended rapidly from the building.

A lot could happen in a second; success or failure rested on that second.