Chapter 188: Even Kidneys Can't Stand This Kind of Play

He left the tea room.

After waving goodbye to Liu Qi, Yu Dazhang drove away.

There was nothing left to discuss with this woman.

He found Liu Qi somewhat obsessive, especially when mentioning Liu Zhengyang, where she was extremely stubborn.

It was as if she had been brainwashed by the Liu Zhengyang from her past life.

But when discussing other aspects, Liu Qi appeared very rational.

When they first met, her steadiness and capability seemed to fit her personality and profession better.

Back at the branch station.

As soon as Yu Dazhang got out of the car, he saw Ma Jian getting out of another vehicle.

The two exchanged a glance, and Ma Jian quickly walked toward him.

Coming close, Yu Dazhang asked first:

"Brother Ma is back. How did the investigation go?"

"Regarding Liu Siyuan's social connections, basically everything that could be checked has been clarified." Ma Jian said quickly:

"I was just about to find you to report. Are you going out, or just back?"

Seeing his light steps and relaxed demeanor, Yu Dazhang knew his investigation this time had gone very smoothly.

"I just went out to meet Liu Zhengyang's daughter to understand the situation."

The two walked side by side toward the building.

"Has Liu Miao returned?" Ma Jian asked.

"No." Yu Dazhang replied casually, then immediately countered:

"Didn't the two of you exchange information these past few days?"

Since both were investigating the Liu family, in his view, Ma Jian and the others should have been sharing information, as this would help improve case-solving efficiency.

"On the first day of the investigation, the two of us did exchange information." Ma Jian said helplessly:

"But as the investigation deepened, we found that this brother and sister basically had no contact in their daily lives, and even their social circles were completely different."

"Liu Qi mostly associates with business elites, while Liu Siyuan is surrounded by idle rich second-generation kids."

While talking, the two arrived at the entrance of the detachment.

Glancing inside, he saw several officers busy at their desks, so Yu Dazhang stopped.

"Let's go to the conference room; no one is there now."

"Okay."

The two arrived at the conference room and sat by the conference table; Yu Dazhang took a small notebook from his bag:

"Tell me your investigation results from these past few days. No rush, try to be as detailed as possible."

Hearing this, Ma Jian also took out a notebook; after opening it, he revealed pages filled with dense handwriting, among which were drawn arrows, triangles, and other symbols.

Everyone has different habits for recording information.

Especially criminal police, whose recorded information is mostly interrelated, so they need to use some special symbols for marking.

"Liu Siyuan's social circle is very broad, but this 'broadness' is limited to geography."

Ma Jian first glanced at his notebook, then looked up and said:

"He has friends in almost every province, but their identities are much the same as his—all are rich second-generation kids."

"They frequently organize gatherings, dinner parties, parties, and similar activities."

"It looks like Liu Siyuan is very busy, constantly taking planes to travel all over the country, but in reality, he is just going to gatherings and sightseeing."

"From this point of view, his social relationships are not complicated, and the crowd he contacts is relatively singular."

Yu Dazhang was not surprised by this.

The circle of rich second-generation kids is just like that.

Fish seek fish, shrimp seek shrimp, and turtles specifically seek tortoises.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they seem to be high above, living a life like immortals.

Actually, that is not the case.

They also have moments of regret, and they are frequently looked down upon by others.

For example, the famous rich second-generation kid, Comrade Xiao Wang.

We still have to use him as an example; otherwise, no one would recognize others.

Comrade Xiao Wang seems to be in a glorious position, but look, do those real business tycoons pay any attention to him?

Lei, the boss of Xiaomi; Dong, the boss of JD; and the two horses—none of these people even look at him straight. Once, he was furious and cursed at Boss Lei and Boss Dong; later, didn't he also obediently apologize?

In the eyes of ordinary people, he seems quite capable, having dated many internet celebrity girlfriends.

Actually, this also reveals his level.

Is it that he doesn't want to date female stars?

No, it's that female stars simply look down on him.

When filming "The Legend of Chu Qiao," he asked the male lead, Lin Gou, to invite Zhao Liying, but she simply ignored him and didn't even give him a chance to meet.

There were many such incidents; Ju Jingyi was also attacked online by him because she ignored him.

Female stars worked hard to reach their current status; if rumors spread linking them to him, they would instantly drop to the same level as internet celebrities.

Any female star with a bit of brains wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

So, the life of a rich second-generation kid like this is actually very simple.

One mistake, one sentence, one release, one content, all in one place, all in one look!

Eat, drink, play, and chase women, an infinite loop.

Occasionally, he'd get the urge to start a business, only for it to end in dismal failure.

On the contrary, Liu Siyuan's lifestyle was the most suitable for a rich second-generation heir to lie flat.

No investments, no startups; a monthly income sufficient for him to squander.

Moreover, every year he received a substantial sum in share dividends.

Liu Zhengyang's fixed assets had all been transferred into his name.

One could say his life had already been planned out in advance.

"What about the opposite sex?" Yu Dazhang asked.

Before Ma Jian could continue, he had already asked what he wanted to know.

By calculation, as of today, Ma Jian had been conducting an in-depth investigation into Liu Siyuan for nearly four days.

For an old criminal investigator, such ample time was enough to thoroughly get to the bottom of a person.

Even the details of various aspects should have been analyzed and judged accordingly.

"When it comes to love history, Liu Siyuan is far beyond what an ordinary person can compare to."

Upon mentioning this, Ma Jian involuntarily revealed a touch of emotion on his face:

"Most of my energy these past few days has been almost entirely spent tracking down the identities of his former girlfriends."

"You simply cannot imagine how chaotic his private life is."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, seemingly not knowing where to begin.

Speak up, I love hearing this... Yu Dazhang urged:

"Let's start with the numbers; how many girlfriends has he dated?"

"How many?" Ma Jian, usually a very serious person, today rarely showed an expression of derision:

"Sometimes he dates several in a single month, and they are all public relationships; the one-night stands played out behind the scenes aren't even counted."

"By extrapolation, you can roughly know how many women he has dated in a year."

Isn't he tired? Yu Dazhang felt tired just listening.

Isn't this just playing himself into a stud horse?

No kidneys could withstand playing like this.

"Has he always played like this?" Yu Dazhang frowned and asked.

He hadn't never seen playboys, but this level of craziness was the first time he had seen it.

It felt a bit like desperation.

Even the most womanizing rich second-generation heirs wouldn't switch girlfriends this frequently.

Besides, doing this every day would get boring.

"That's not the case; what I just said was his love history."

Ma Jian glanced at his notebook, flipped to a page, and continued:

"In the past year, he suddenly became monogamous; he has only one girlfriend, and according to his friends, the two even plan to get married recently."

Hearing this, Yu Dazhang's expression immediately turned serious:

"When he first started dating this girlfriend, was Liu Zhengyang still alive?"

(End of this chapter)