Special Forces Medic-Chapter 737 - 704: I Have Never Killed Anyone

Chapter 704: I Have Never Killed Anyone

"The North District is like a network, but the points of distribution are few. Zhang Qiang initially worked as security at an entertainment complex, and was acquainted with Xiao Mei. It’s unclear how he entered the police department, but he knew this line from the start. Privately, he had been dealing drugs and once he joined the station, he naturally had to adhere to its rules. New entries naturally receive less. We paid Zhao Soldiers based on five percent of the month’s income, a considerable amount. As for why he couldn’t settle Zhang Qiang, it’s not for me to know," Yan Juanjuan said as she lit a thin cigar, canceling all her afternoon plans via phone. Today might be her last day staying in Hengfei.

"Killing Zhang Qiang wasn’t beneficial to you. You, being such a smart woman, making such an erroneous decision doesn’t make logical sense." Hua Qingyi wasn’t mocking Yan Juanjuan; he simply thought killing Zhang Qiang was unnecessary.

"Yao Zheng and I have been together since school days. He married the daughter of an influential family in his area to climb higher, which is now his wife. Our relationship has always been well-hidden, but Xiao Mei’s involvement caused a rift between us."

Men’s love for women has a short shelf-life. For Yao Zheng, love was merely a spice to life, while benefits were his main reason for choosing Yan Juanjuan. No one ever thought to expose her, giving her room to deceive herself.

"As a woman, I don’t allow a third party to interfere. I followed Yao Zheng to the entertainment complex, coincidentally, Zhang Qiang was there too. He witnessed our argument. He used it to extort over two million from me successively. I tried to persuade Yao Zheng to imprison him, but he merely had Zhao Soldiers threaten him. This kind of petty thug will do anything with gain, but without benefit, he’ll sell anyone out."

"Who is Zhang Qian?"

"Zhang Qiang’s sister, she works on Xuefu Road. They rarely interact, she has a child." Yan Juanjuan recalled her, she somewhat remembered this woman with a child.

"How do you remember this person?"

"Zhang Qiang was very filial to his sister. After taking a sum from me, he requested a comfortable position for her in the company. I certainly wouldn’t agree, so I doubled the originally agreed price."

"Yan Juanjuan, I hope you speak the truth; who exactly is Zhang Qian?" Hua Qingyi suddenly lowered his voice to warn Yan Juanjuan. It was still uncertain if Zhang Qiang had a sister.

"Whether it’s true or not, I can only say what I know. If you doubt the reliability, go verify it yourself. I have no reason to lie at this moment to deceive."

"How did Zhang Qiang die?"

"I never intended to kill Zhang Qiang. At the time, I was busy negotiating the Liger City commercial case with the city committee, thus forgot about this matter until one day Yao Zheng brought me a bottle of reagent, indicating Zhang Qiang had entered the hospital due to drowning. This was when I realized his intent to kill. I thought it was for my sake that he took such measures, but he was just fed up with Zhang Qiang’s greed, and directly sought him out when he couldn’t find me."

"How did you put the reagent into Zhang Qiang’s medicine?"

"Money makes the world go round. The North District isn’t wealthy, but many are poor. Even a good doctor can’t earn half of what one gets at the city center, nor do they have prospects for development. Just based on this, I had targets to exploit." Yan Juanjuan slightly smirked. "If I told you I believed at the time that the reagent Yao Zheng gave was a sleeping drug, would you believe me?"

Hua Qingyi shrugged without responding. Instead, Xiao Lin noticed Yan Juanjuan’s despondent expression and moved in front of the window she was facing away from. This woman loved Yao Zheng dearly; otherwise, she wouldn’t hate so strongly.

"Why did you kill Xiao Mei?" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"I did not kill her."

"Weren’t you the big boss?"

A cigar was quickly finished. Yan Juanjuan noticed Xiao Lin had already stood beside her, gazing somewhere. "The view from here is nice, isn’t it!" Suddenly diverting into unrelated conversation, Yan Juanjuan chuckled self-effacingly.

"I have never met Fourth Lord, although my channel is first-hand, I only handle distribution. Using Hengfei’s connections to circulate drugs, concerning procurement, Yao Zheng never let anyone meddle."

"One more question, why kill Second Boss, shouldn’t you fear trouble from Wang Zhanting?"

"I have never killed anyone! I have no idea why he died. He worked well on the front line, setting up many points, managing those snakeheads. I spent most of my time on the main channel. Suddenly one day, he disappeared, Yao Zheng never mentioned anything in front of us, so I didn’t ask. This sort of thing happens often."

"Often?"

"Yes, a person suddenly appears, then disappears, constant changes, you get used to it over time."

"How does Yao Zheng liaise with Fourth Lord?"

"I don’t know. I only know he regularly obtains supplies, there’s a designated person liaising."

"Enough!" Hua Qingyi seemed to lose interest in further inquiry. He summoned Xu Ming. "Take her away for tax evasion and fraud charges against Yan Fengying and Yan Juanjuan."

"Officer Hua, I have a request."

"Speak, could you come back for the arrest in three days?" Yan Juanjuan looked at Hua Qingyi with a straightforward expression. He hesitated, uncertain of her intentions, sensing something peculiar.

"We can give you three days." Xiao Lin abruptly spoke, moving over from the window. He had been attentively listening to Yan Juanjuan’s every word. "I have one final question."

"Ask."

"Do you really not know Fourth Lord?"

Yan Juanjuan didn’t ponder even for a second; she decisively shook her head. "I’ve never met Fourth Lord."

"Hmm!" Xiao Lin folded his arms behind his head, exiting from the initial entry point. "Let’s go, we’ll return to arrest in three days."

"What about Yan Fengying?"

"Give them some farewell time."

Xiao Lin chuckled at Hua Qingyi, Yan Juanjuan gazed blankly at such a smooth outcome, wondering among them who carried real authority. She turned her chair toward Yao Zheng’s private lounge, which had been cleaned. That person had always stood at this spot; did he see anything? (To be continued. If you liked this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)