Chapter 2637: The Heart Has Already Gone Astray

"What's going on?" Dai Weimin said angrily: "Director Fang, why don't you close the door when interrogating suspects?"

Fang Hongbin frowned and shouted at Old Liu in the temporary interrogation room: "What are you eating? You're veteran police officers—have you forgotten the interrogation procedures?"

A figure darted to the door and slammed it shut with a bang, cutting off the gaze exchanged between Hong Jinyan and Wen Sanmao.

Qiao Xiaojiao gently pushed Hong Jinyan: "Factory Director Hong, don't look—let's go!"

Hong Jinyan's interrogation room is at the end of the corridor, and it's fairly tidy inside. Besides a severely chipped office desk, there's an old sofa and a few stools.

Hong Jinyan was brought into the temporary interrogation room. As a bureau-level official, she couldn't be handcuffed like Wen Sanmao before she even spoke or confessed.

"Conditions are limited here, Factory Director Hong—please bear with us." Dai Weimin pointed to the worn sofa: "Have a seat."

Hong Jinyan slowly walked to the sofa and sat down. The moment she saw Wen Sanmao, her heart began to flutter. She tried to calm herself, knowing that if she didn't stay composed now, she might fall into the trap they'd set.

Hong Jinyan silently inhaled—Wen Sanmao's arrest truly frightened her. Other violations don't count, but just the charge of jointly embezzling state assets with Wen Sanmao is enough to ruin her.

Hong Jinyan lifted her head, scanning the room to distract herself, striving to stay calm. At the same time, she silently prayed that Wen Sanmao would keep his mouth shut and not say anything reckless.

Dai Weimin pulled over a stool and sat opposite Hong Jinyan, then lit a cigarette: "Hong Jinyan, you're a veteran party member—you know leniency for confession, severity for resistance, right?"

Hong Jinyan's gaze slowly shifted and finally settled on Dai Weimin: "Deputy Factory Director Dai, I know leniency for confession, severity for resistance. But I'm innocent—I haven't broken any law. How do you expect me to confess?"

Dai Weimin smiled faintly: "Do you think the evidence we have is all fake?"

Hong Jinyan snorted coldly: "I have a short temper and act impulsively; my work style may be harsh. I criticize anyone who makes mistakes severely, so it's normal for people to resent me. Therefore, those accusation letters you received are definitely slander—revenge against me."

Dai Weimin took a puff of smoke, pondered, then said: "Hong Jinyan, if you don't confess, how long do you think Wen Liang can hold out?"

Hong Jinyan's body trembled imperceptibly, her eyelids twitching: "Confessions obtained through torture are invalid."

"Torture-extracted confession?" Dai Weimin chuckled again: "You should know Wen Liang better than anyone—the Municipal Bureau has been protecting him. You must know that. When you saw him arrested, weren't you wondering why he got no warning beforehand?"

Indeed, she was puzzled. Wen Sanmao's patron is Deputy Bureau Chief Wu of the Municipal Bureau. That's why several anti-crime operations failed—he always escaped. But today, seeing him here made her suspect his protective umbrella had broken.

Dai Weimin stood up, looking down at Hong Jinyan: "Because only the Donghuamen Police Station carried out the arrest operation."

Hong Jinyan frowned, eyes full of doubt as she looked at Dai Weimin: "Although Wen Sanmao is a big gangster, on the surface he's an entrepreneur whose company employs many people. Would the Donghuamen Police Station really dare to arrest him?"

Dai Weimin didn't give her time to think, continuing: "Do you know why the Donghuamen Police Station targeted Wen Liang?"

Hong Jinyan was still wondering how the Donghuamen Police Station dared to arrest Wen Sanmao without reporting to superiors. If mishandled, the entire station would suffer—its director would surely be punished.

Dai Weimin sat again, gazing into her eyes, speaking softly: "Because Wen Sanmao reached out to Zhou Anqin."

Hong Jinyan's brows tightened further as she murmured "Zhou Anqin," then her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Dai Weimin.

"Does the name Zhou Anqin sound familiar?" Dai Weimin laughed: "Exactly as you guessed—Zhou Anqin is our factory director's younger sister."

The fear she had barely suppressed began to stir again in her heart. That dog Wen Liang—how many dog hearts did he grow? Dare to move against the factory director's sister? He's really asking for trouble.

More importantly, Wen Sanmao faces a pile of charges. Judging by Factory Director Zhou's style, since they've already moved to arrest, Wen Sanmao has no chance of turning things over. So, to save himself, will he betray her?

Hong Jinyan forced herself to calm again, her mind racing like an overheating engine, analyzing how much of Dai Weimin's words were true and how much were lies.

"I'll give you time to think it through. Let me know when you've figured it out." Dai Weimin stood again: "But understand—if Wen Liang confesses first, then you confess later, your merit will be greatly diminished."

After speaking, Dai Weimin strode toward the door, saying as he walked: "Xiao Jiao, arrange someone to accompany Comrade Hong Jinyan. Meet any reasonable, compliant request."

"Understood!" Xiao Jiao replied.

At the same time, Tian Hongwei's car appeared in a residential compound in Fengtai District, then slowly stopped in front of a five-story apartment building.

Chen Dahai, this old hothead, got out first, then Tian Hongwei followed, lifting his gaze to the building ahead.

"Chief, it's this building." Chen Dahai pointed to the unit door: "Third floor, west unit—just don't know if he's home."

"Whether he's home or not, we'll find out by going up." Tian Hongwei stepped into the unit, Chen Dahai hurried after him, then they climbed the stairs to the third floor.

Chen Dahai stood at the west unit's door, glanced at Tian Hongwei: "Chief..."

Tian Hongwei snapped: "What are you staring at me for? Knock on the door."

Chen Dahai raised his fist and pounded—bang, bang, bang—several times. Then a low, slightly hoarse voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

Chen Dahai said: "Excuse me, is this the home of Comrade Yu Guimin?"

As the sound of slippers approached, the door creaked open, revealing a man's face.

"Who are you?" The man looked to be in his forties, but his hair was already grayish, his face worn and exhausted.

Tian Hongwei said solemnly: "Director Yu, hello. I'm Tian Hongwei, Director of the Supervision and Inspection Office at the Woolen Mill's Discipline Inspection and Supervision Department."