Chapter 293: Wan Ming's Wife and Daughter Attacked!

Today was the daughter's school parent-teacher meeting, but the wife was very busy with work, so Wan Ming was originally supposed to go in her stead.

However, as soon as Wan Ming got busy, he forgot all about it and stood them up.

Wan Ming thought about how his daughter might have felt wronged, and he was instantly filled with immense shame.

To avoid an argument with his wife, before entering the house, Wan Ming gulped down an entire bottle of beer.

He deliberately stumbled as he pushed open the door, flopped onto the sofa, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Ouch, this booze has me dizzy! Hurry and pour me a glass of water!"

Usually at this time, his wife would rush out from the kitchen wrapped in an apron, scolding him for "getting plastered like mud again" while handing him a warm towel.

But today, the house was chillingly quiet.

Unease welled up in his heart, and he tiptoed toward the bedroom.

The moment he pushed the door open, under the warm yellow light, his wife was sitting by the bed, tears still brimming in her red, swollen eyes as she looked at their sleeping daughter, occasionally raising her hand to wipe away falling teardrops.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Wan Ming's heart sank abruptly, his voice softening involuntarily.

His wife slowly turned her head, her eyes full of grievance: "Do you still have us, mother and daughter, in your heart? I was picking our daughter up from school today when we got into a car accident. I called you over twenty times, and not a single one was answered..."

Wan Ming's expression changed drastically; he hurriedly pulled out his phone, looked at the dense list of missed calls on the screen, and said with a hint of panic in his voice: "I was on a mission today, and regulations required me to turn off my phone. It's my fault, honey, I'm sorry!"

He looked at his wife again and saw a clear injury on her forehead.

The air was permeated with the smell of iodine.

As he spoke, he grabbed his wife's hand and gently patted it against his own face twice.

If this were in the past, his wife would surely have forgiven him.

But today, his wife seemed like a different person.

His wife pulled her hand away, took a crumpled piece of paper out of a drawer, and threw it at him.

Wan Ming unfolded it and saw it scrawled with: "Keep investigating, and next time it won't be as simple as a car crash." A chill instantly shot up his spine.

"This is the note the hit-and-run driver left behind!"

Wan Ming pulled his wife into his arms, his voice full of remorse.

"It's my fault for being useless and letting you and our daughter suffer..."

His wife gently pushed him away, tears streaming down her face again.

"Old Wan, for so many years I've supported you working overtime and handling cases, but today our daughter almost... Who exactly are these people?"

Wan Ming caught a glimpse of the bruise on his daughter's forehead, and his Adam's apple bobbed: "I can't tell you..."

Before he could finish, his wife suddenly pounded on his chest: "Secrets again! All you know is how to be a hero! I live in fear every day, terrified that one day I'll receive news that you've died in the street!"

"Trust me, I'll be fine." Wan Ming pressed down firmly on his wife's trembling shoulders, his gaze like a torch, "I will protect you both with my life!"

His wife gradually calmed down, stood up, and asked softly: "Are you hungry?"

Watching his wife's back as she turned toward the kitchen, Wan Ming's eyes burned.

This woman, who wore no makeup, had always kept a corner of peace for him at home.

"Hungry. Cook a bowl of noodles, and poach two eggs," he said in a hoarse voice.

After finishing the noodles, Wan Ming dialed Tang Ye's number, his tone as cold as ice: "Someone deliberately rammed my wife and daughter today and left a note threatening me to stop."

"What? Are your wife and child alright?" Tang Ye's voice was full of shock.

"They're fine for now. I had them go hide at a relative's place, and Ren Jun has also arranged for people to keep an eye on them." Wan Ming paused, his suppressed rage almost breaking through the receiver, "These scumbags think they can scare me? I'll root them out if it's the last thing I do!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, then Tang Ye sighed: "Old Wan, stay steady first. I heard the arrest operation the day before yesterday went wrong?"

"It was more than just wrong!" Wan Ming gritted his teeth, "I took my men to arrest the suspect Zhu Yue had informed on, but halfway there, Zhang Jinbiao led people to set up a blockade and intercept us! In those ten minutes, the person slipped away right under our noses!"

The scene at the time was Zhang Jinbiao leading police officers to block the only path, with roadblocks and caution tape cutting off all access.

The two had a fierce confrontation on the spot, and in a fit of rage, Wan Ming had slapped the other man hard across the face.

Wan Ming hadn't felt comfortable telling Tang Ye about this.

It was quite embarrassing to admit he couldn't control his own subordinates!

The longer things dragged on and the more the front lines were stretched, the easier it was for unpredictable losses to occur.

Tang Ye's calm voice came through, "As the old saying goes, 'To make them perish, one must first make them mad.' The crazier they get now, the more flaws they will expose."

Wan Ming suddenly calmed down, "I was just venting. These guys know they're at a dead end, so they're trying to make a final struggle. Don't worry, I can handle it!"

Tang Ye was silent for a moment, his tone firm: "Next, we must make the following arrangements..."

Because Tang Ye wanted to achieve his goal in an upright manner, he had to adopt an Open Conspiracy.

Although an Open Conspiracy has no side effects compared to a Hidden Plot, it is much more difficult to lay out.

However, Tang Ye was still confident about it.

Because he could accurately grasp the psychology of his enemies.

Darkness, cunning, greed, arrogance—the evils of human nature are all flaws that can be exploited.

The next morning, Tang Ye arrived at the hotel where Zhu Yue was being interrogated.

Because Zhu Yue was suspected of bribery and corruption, the case was handed over to the Discipline Inspection Commission for interrogation.

This hotel was not particularly large, but the rooms were kept very clean.

Tang Ye met Zhu Yue, who looked very plain, was around fifty years old, and had a very ordinary appearance.

"My name is Tang Ye, I'm a member of this investigation team, and I'd like to have a chat with you."

After several consecutive days of interrogation, Zhu Yue was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

He shook his head numbly: "I've said everything I could say, and the money has all been spent by me."

Tang Ye sighed, "Zhu Yue, I know what you're thinking. Word has already leaked out that you've confessed everything. You know that group of people; do you think they will spare you?"

Zhu Yue's eyes widened, and he fell into a panic, "Don't try to bluff me."

Tang Ye warned him meaningfully, "Three days. In three days, you'll know whether what I said is true or false."

He left the Interrogation Room.

He went downstairs and ducked into the van.

"This old guy has a very stiff mouth; he thinks he can muddle through by spitting out a bit of the illicit money."

Wan Ming tossed over a stack of documents, "Take a look. When this grandson was deputy director, he didn't hold back from using his authority to coerce female subordinates! Why did Zhang Jinbiao help him clean up his mess? His wife was having an affair with Zhu Yue, and Zhang Jinbiao relied on this connection to land lucrative assignments, turning a blind eye! Tsk tsk, for a man to end up like this, it's truly shameful!"

"For a deputy director of a county library to be so depraved, the corruption in Suiyuan County has rotted to the roots." Tang Ye frowned and sighed.

Before his voice had even faded, Wan Ming suddenly handed over a greasy "assembled duck leg."

Tang Ye glanced at it, tossed it directly to the side, and sneered, "Do you take me for Ren Jun? This trick doesn't work on me."

Wan Ming laughed out loud and teased his subordinates, "Look, how sharp Section Chief Tang's mind is; he doesn't fall for it at all!"

Wan Ming still had the leisure to crack jokes, as if he hadn't taken his wife and daughter's car accident to heart at all.

However, Tang Ye knew that it was just that Wan Ming was hiding it very well...