Chapter 1100 - 1098: The Blade Man
"I know." Li Dahai answered calmly.
Zhang Wenhui said coldly, "Since you understand, just confess honestly."
Li Dahai said, "There's nothing to say, I killed Li Xiaohui, do whatever you need to do."
"Li Dahai, you had no grievances with Li Xiaohui, why did you kill him?" Song Xiaojia glared at Li Dahai and said.
Li Dahai said, "No reason, I just wanted to kill him."
"You..." Song Xiaojia stood up angrily, not knowing how to respond.
Zhang Wenhui tugged at Song Xiaojia's sleeve and said, "Girl, calm down, sit down."
Song Xiaojia sat down with some anger, glaring at Li Dahai.
"Li Dahai, you say you had no reason to kill Li Xiaohui, is that right?" Zhang Wenhui said with a slight smile on his face.
Li Dahai snorted without speaking.
"Hehe," Zhang Wenhui let out a cold laugh and said, "If you can't explain the reason, let me remind you, was someone instructing you to kill Li Xiaohui?"
Li Dahai's body shuddered slightly but remained silent.
Zhang Wenhui continued, "This person not only wanted you to kill Li Xiaohui but also wanted you to find something from him, didn't they?"
Li Dahai's expression showed a hint of surprise, but he remained silent.
"Li Dahai, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your parents. Do you really want them to hold their head down and live in shame?" Zhang Wenhui suddenly intensified his tone and said.
Li Dahai was a filial son, and upon hearing Zhang Wenhui's words, his whole body trembled slightly.
"Li Dahai, your parents have raised you for decades, it's not easy. Can you really bear to abandon them? You should know, both elderly are already so angered by your act of murder that they're sick." Li Dahai's current mindset was that he's doomed anyway, so he might as well keep silent. Zhang Wenhui saw through this and used this weakness to attack.
Li Dahai looked at Zhang Wenhui and finally spoke, "How are my parents doing now?"
Zhang Wenhui said, "The two elderly have been sent to the hospital, with our people protecting them, so you can be at ease."
"I want to see them." Li Dahai said after a moment of silence, looking at Zhang Wenhui.
"You can, but you need to confess everything honestly first." Zhang Wenhui took out a pack of cigarettes, drew one, and walked over to Li Dahai, handing it to him and lighting it personally.
Li Dahai took a deep drag on the cigarette, looked up and said, "Okay, I'll talk, I'll say everything."
In the real world, there's a type of person known as "Knife Guest." They are half-professional killers, willing to kill for money if someone pays, and Li Dahai was one of them.
Li Dahai had served in the military, his skills and marksmanship were good. After retiring, he couldn't find work, and through introductions, he became a "Knife Guest," with his first mission being to kill Li Xiaohui.
Li Dahai confessed that it was someone with the surname Tong who instructed him to kill Li Xiaohui, but he didn't know the full name, only that people called him Tong San.
After Li Dahai confessed, Zhang Wenhui immediately reported the situation to Director Hu.
Director Hu instructed Zhang Wenhui to quickly find this person Tong San and solve the case of Li Xiaohui.
In the vast sea of people, with no photo of Tong San, finding him was next to impossible.
Based on Li Dahai's description, the City Bureau especially invited experts from the provincial department to Jiangbei City to sketch a simulated portrait according to Li Dahai's description.
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City Committee lounge.
Song Wen and Song Wu were chatting with a group of people.
"Damn it, this month they've deducted three hundred yuan from my salary again." Song Wu complained, "Minister Chen is too excessive; I've only been late a few times."
Song Wen patted Song Wu on the shoulder and said, "Brother, times have changed, bite the bullet."
Song Wu's eyes widened, "Endure, how can I endure, damn it, if he pushes me too far, I'll cripple Minister Chen."
"Song Wu, who are you planning to cripple now?" Lin Chuan walked in from the doorway with a smile.
"Lin Chuan, long time no see." The others greeted Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan smiled and greeted them as well, his gaze turning back to Song Wu.
Song Wu and Song Wen had suffered a lot at the hands of Lin Chuan; it was Lin Chuan who had crippled one of Song Wu's legs. As soon as they saw Lin Chuan walk in, their faces immediately showed fear.
"Ahem, we're just chatting, not planning to cripple anyone." Song Wu said with an awkward smile.
"Tsk, look at you, coward." Lin Chuan said disdainfully looking at Song Wu, "Minister Chen annoys me too, I support you to cripple him."
Song Wu gasped then soon looked pleased and said, "Lin Chuan, as long as you support me, I'll do it right now."
Song Wen glared at Song Wu, thinking to himself that Song Wu was brainless, easily manipulated by Lin Chuan.
"Lin Chuan, are you here to see Secretary Tang?" someone asked.
Lin Chuan laughed, "No, I came specifically to find these two." As he spoke, he pointed at the Song brothers.
Song Wen and Song Wu were dumbfounded upon hearing this. Lin Chuan looking for them couldn't mean he was planning to teach them a lesson again, could it?
The other people tactfully left the break room.
Seeing the Song brothers' fearful expressions, Lin Chuan chuckled inwardly and said, "Don't be scared. I just want to ask you two something." As he spoke, he took a portrait out of his pocket and handed it to Song Wen.
This simulated portrait, without a doubt, was the one described by Li Dahai, depicting Tong San.
This portrait was given to Lin Chuan by Zhang Wenhui, who knew of Lin Chuan's extensive connections, hoping he could help find this person named Tong San.
Song Wen took the portrait and examined it carefully, then shook his head and passed it to Song Wu.
Song Wu received the portrait from Song Wen, looked at it for some time, touched his forehead with his right hand, and said, "I feel like I've seen this person somewhere."
Lin Chuan quickly urged, "Think, think carefully."
Song Wu thought for a long time but couldn't recall, agitating Lin Chuan enough to kick him in the butt and curse, "Damn it, what's your brain for? It's nothing better than a pig's bladder."
"Damn, Lin Chuan, even though I can't beat you, you can't just insult me like that." Song Wu responded, a bit displeased, glaring at Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan kicked Song Wu again and cursed, "Did I say anything wrong? You can't remember a person. What's that brain of yours good for?"
"This is the brain I have, and I just can't remember. What can you do about it?" Song Wu snapped.
Song Wen, fearing Lin Chuan's anger might get Song Wu into deep trouble, quickly intervened, "Lin Chuan, don't take him seriously. He's just like that."
Lin Chuan was about to respond when Song Wu suddenly slapped his own forehead and shouted, "I remembered! This guy's surname is Tong, isn't it?"
"Yes." Lin Chuan nodded as he looked at Song Wu.
Song Wu said, "That's it. I saw him at a bar on Binhe Road. Yes, he's the owner of that bar."
"What's the name of the bar?" Lin Chuan asked.
Song Wu scratched his head, thought for a while, then chuckled awkwardly, "I don't remember, but you can ask around Binhe Road. You should be able to find this guy. So, did this guy piss you off? Do you need us two brothers to teach him a lesson for you?"
Song Wen cursed from the side, "You really are pig-brained. With Lin Chuan's skills, he's going to need your help?"
Song Wu smiled awkwardly.
"Thanks, I'll treat you to a meal sometime." Lin Chuan threw this line behind as he turned and left the break room, taking out his phone to call Zhang Wenhui and sharing the situation with him.
"Lin Chuan, I'm a bit tied up right now. I'll send Xiao Jia to go with you. Let's nab the person first and talk later," Zhang Wenhui said over the phone.
Lin Chuan said, "Alright, have Xiao Jia meet me at the City Committee entrance. I'll be waiting."
After hanging up, Lin Chuan left the City Committee building and waited for Song Xiaojia at the entrance.
Since visiting Song Xiaojia's home last time, Lin Chuan hadn't seen her. Thinking about how Song Jianguo mentioned to him about marrying Song Xiaojia, he felt a strange emotion.
In less than fifteen minutes, Song Xiaojia arrived in a car. Upon seeing Lin Chuan, her pretty face was icy cold.
Lin Chuan initially planned to sit in the front passenger seat, but just as he opened the door, Song Xiaojia coldly said, "Sit in the back."
Knowing why Song Xiaojia was upset, Lin Chuan smiled awkwardly and sat in the back.
They had a ten-minute drive to Binhe Road, and neither spoke along the way. However, Lin Chuan noticed Song Xiaojia looking at him intermittently through the rearview mirror.
"I really apologize for last time," Lin Chuan broke the silence.
Unexpectedly, Song Xiaojia replied coldly, "Last time? I don't remember."
Lin Chuan was stumped by Song Xiaojia's retort and wasn't sure what to say next. The mood quickly became silent again.
They drove to Binhe Road, and upon reaching the intersection, Song Xiaojia found a place to park the car. After getting out, she didn't even look at Lin Chuan, and asked afar, "How should we look?"
Looking at Song Xiaojia's cold expression, Lin Chuan said, "Ask around from place to place."
Song Xiaojia didn't reply, silently heading toward the nearest supermarket. Lin Chuan sighed with a bitter smile and quickly followed.
Inside the supermarket, Song Xiaojia's icy demeanor shifted to a smile as she asked the cashier, "Do you know someone named Tong San?"
The cashier shook her head and pointed to a middle-aged man nearby, "I'm not sure, you might want to ask the boss."
Song Xiaojia went over and asked the middle-aged man the same question.
The middle-aged man shook his head, indicating he didn't know. Lin Chuan, following behind, quickly showed the simulated portrait to the man.
Taking a look at the portrait, the middle-aged man asked, "Who are you?"
Song Xiaojia took out her ID and said, "I'm a police officer."
The middle-aged man glanced at Song Xiaojia's identification, and his attitude immediately changed, laughing as he said, "He's not called Tong San but Tong Yun. He's at the Heavenly Life Bar just a short distance ahead."