Chapter 206: Chapter 43 Taxi_2 Chapter 206: Chapter 43 Taxi_2 This didn’t add up.
“You should spend more time with your sister whenever you can.
It’s obvious she relies a lot on you,” Lin Xian looked at Zheng Chenghe and asked his question indirectly:
“What do you do for a living?”
“I drive a taxicab,” Zheng Chenghe casually replied:
“I usually work the day shift.
In the evenings, I always stay here with Xiangyue, then bring her over to Yiyi’s place to chat and help Yiyi with her rehabilitation exercises.”
When Lin Xian heard this word, he felt uncomfortable all over.
He remembered New Year’s Eve, the taxicab that had killed Xu Yun;
He then recalled the taxicab that had recently hit and knocked over Tang Xin;
The group of murderers seemed to take a particular liking to using taxicabs to commit their crimes…
it was probably because taxicabs were inconspicuous and could easily blend in with the crowd, avoiding specific attention, and they were also rather misleading.
“The income from driving a taxicab shouldn’t be enough to afford the expensive hospital fees here, right?” Lin Xian continued asking.
Zheng Chenghe chuckled:
“Fortunately, there are many kind-hearted people like Professor Xu Yun who have helped us.
That’s why Xiangyue can enjoy such good medical conditions here.
Donghai City has a special medical fund for children, and we also applied for and received aid for congenital heart disease, which is why we can stay here long-term.”
“That’s good to hear.”
Afterward, he said goodbye to Zheng Chenghe and left Xu Yiyi’s hospital room.
He got on the descending elevator.
Lin Xian closed his eyes and thought.
Donghai City had hundreds of thousands of taxicabs, with many having double-shift drivers—roughly estimating, there would be two to three hundred thousand taxicab drivers in the whole city.
The fact that Zheng Chenghe was a taxicab driver was not particularly noteworthy.
All these conclusions were based on the assumption he hadn’t been led here by Huang Que today.
If he had just happened to meet Zheng Chenghe, he wouldn’t have given it a second thought.
But under today’s circumstances, he had to give it some extra thought—
[Could the fact that Zheng Chenghe was a taxicab driver be related to Xu Yun’s death, or Tang Xin’s death?]
[Could he be the executor who caused both deaths?
The most direct murderer?]
“It’s hard to determine.”
Lin Xian opened his eyes.
It was really hard to determine.
during this time, Lin Xian had also summarized and found that there were certain similarities among the confirmed murderers like Zhou Duanyun, Ji Xinshui, and Ji Lin:
First, they were all very successful.
At least in their respective fields, they had achieved some degree of success and garnered wealth, fame, and status.
Second, their success came abruptly.
Ji Xinshui went from a research assistant ostracized by colleagues to becoming the head of the East Sea University Research Institute, now a world-renowned figure; Zhou Duanyun’s rise in fortune was akin to a meteoric ascent; Lin Xian had no solid evidence on Ji Lin’s path to success, but judging by his age, his success was certainly beyond his years.
Third, they all had tragic pasts.
This was confirmed for both Zhou Duanyun and Ji Xinshui, and since Ji Lin was adopted at a young age, it implied either abandonment or the early demise of his parents, making him an orphan as well.
If these three points were compared with Zheng Chenghe’s life…
There were astonishing similarities!
Even if driving a taxicab couldn’t be considered a real success.
But that depended on the comparison.
Compared to the miserable life the siblings had endured in the past, now with Xiangyue living in a single hospital room and Zheng Chenghe, who had nearly died from a dog bite, making a living driving a taxicab…
this stable life could very well be deemed a success for them.
Lin Xian rubbed his temples, still finding it hard to believe.
One shouldn’t judge by appearances, and Zheng Chenghe did not seem like a murderer.
Moreover, he loved his sister dearly.
If anything happened to him one day, or if he got caught, that would be a devastating blow to Zheng Xiangyue.
“But that’s not to say for certain.”
From another angle, what if Zheng Chenghe was involved in Ji Xinshui’s murderous plan, which then altered his life, allowing his sister to enjoy quality medical care?
Lin Xian didn’t know which possibility was true.
But regardless, it was an important clue.
There’s no use trying to get anything out of Zheng Chenghe, the best breakthrough would be—
Zheng Xiangyue, this little girl, is very innocent and straightforward.
If you want to understand Zheng Chenghe’s past and current state, asking Zheng Xiangyue directly is the best plan.
Since Zheng Chenghe said he drives a taxi during the day, then tomorrow morning, after visiting Zhao Yingjun’s office, I’ll go straight to the hospital to see Zheng Xiangyue.
Anyway, with the excuse of visiting Xu Yiyi as cover, the naive little girl Zheng Xiangyue won’t think too much about it.
The elevator doors opened at the first floor.
Lin Xian walked out, took the Ferrari keys from his pocket, ready to return the car he had taken from Huang Que.
always causing trouble for himself.
He arrived next to the Ferrari, pressed the door opener, and the scissor doors slowly rose.
A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
Lin Xian turned around and saw Su Su driving that red McLaren, slowly pulling up.
The car window rolled down, and Su Su leaned on the doorframe, sticking her head out.
Lin Xian was surprised.
He had thought that Su Su must have left in her car long ago; he didn’t expect she would wait for him downstairs for so long.
“You drive really well,” Su Su immediately showed her phone display, which showed a WeChat contact QR code:
“Add me on WeChat, let’s hang out and race when you’re free!”
Lin Xian looked down and smiled softly:
I told you before, I don’t have a car.”
Su Su instantly changed her expression, biting on her back teeth:
The overwhelming roar of the McLaren maxed out in an instant, spewing unpleasant exhaust as it disappeared without a trace.
Lin Xian scratched his head:
“I really don’t have a car, and this Ferrari isn’t mine.”
MX Company, 22nd floor, Zhao Yingjun’s office.
Seeing Lin Xian enter the office, Zhao Yingjun stopped her work and looked at Lin Xian with interest:
“How did the matchmaking go yesterday?”
“It ended after you left,” Lin Xian said:
“Nothing much to talk about, obviously not a good match.”
Zhao Yingjun blinked:
“Still planning to keep in touch?”
“Didn’t even exchange contact information,” Lin Xian said.
“Is that so.” Zhao Yingjun chuckled softly, picking up a pen from the table and continuing to review documents:
“Chu Shanhe was probably just helping a friend, with no other intention.
You shouldn’t worry about it.”
“You mentioned yesterday that there’s a lot of work waiting for me…
I’ll get onto it right away.”
“Ah, there’s not actually much work; it’s not that busy during this period, and everything is proceeding smoothly.” Zhao Yingjun took out a red-stamped A4 sheet from a neatly organized file cabinet beside her:
“The main thing is, yesterday afternoon, the Donghai City Police Department sent over a ‘temporary transfer notice.’ Although it’s addressed to our company, whether you go or not is up to you.”
Lin Xian frowned slightly:
“Temporary transfer notice?”
“That’s right, it’s a request to temporarily transfer you to the Xu Yun Case Special Investigation Team to assist with the case.” Zhao Yingjun passed over the A4 paper: