Chapter 2036: Chapter 2036: Unexpected Death

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“This matter is quite challenging for now.”

Li Xianghui said with a serious expression.

“Since the failed operation last night, we’ve lost contact with our informant. Most likely, the informant has switched sides.”

“So, there’s no way to deal with Bai Yongshou now, right?”

“That’s correct,” Li Xianghui replied.

“All we did is alert the enemy. Now, we have no idea where he’s hiding.”

“So what do we do? Are we still going after him?”

“Of course, we have to catch him!” Li Xianghui emphasized.

“The higher-ups have already issued orders, specifically naming Bai Yongshou as someone who needs to be taken down, and that we must apprehend him quickly.”

“What about Songjiang District Police? Have the two sides had a meeting? What’s the plan for the next steps?”

“At this point, there’s no need for a joint operation. Whoever finds him first, acts first,” Li Xianghui said.

“In such critical times, we can’t afford to think too much.”

Lin Yi smirked. If he had known things would turn out this way, he would’ve acted against Wang Shuguang that night and captured Bai Yongshou as well, saving them a lot of trouble.

But the outcome wouldn’t change much; he could still act alone to bring Bai Yongshou in.

“Got it,” Lin Yi said as he stretched. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way.”

“Go ahead, but keep your phone on. We might need you at any moment.”

Li Xianghui knew Lin Yi’s personality. He was the kind to take things easy.

Thus, he didn’t impose too many rules on him, as long as he didn’t neglect his duties.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going far. I’ll just check in with the other departments.”

“Alright, go ahead.”

Lin Yi turned and left, heading towards Zhang Peng’s office.

The case involving the Zhang family’s inheritance was still unresolved, so he figured he’d check on the progress there.

Lin Yi was essentially looking for something to keep himself busy.

The system task assigned to him hadn’t given him any leads, so he hoped to stumble upon some crucial information.

Otherwise, the task would remain incomplete.

“Brother Lin, you’re here.”

Seeing Lin Yi enter, Zhang Peng stubbed out his cigarette and greeted him.

Zhang Zixin was also there, busy with her work.

“What’s with all the stuff on the desk? What are you working on?” Lin Yi asked casually.

“It’s the Zhang family inheritance case,” Zhang Peng replied.

“We’ve done a thorough investigation of both families and have a pretty clear understanding of their situation.”

Lin Yi poured himself some water and sat down on the sofa.

“Give me the details. I’m listening.”

“Their backgrounds are clean, even Zhang Guoping’s worst offense was a DUI—nothing major. As for Zhang Lixia’s testimony, it checks out and is mostly accurate. Her father’s will has been sent to the forensic department, and we’ll have the results soon,” Zhang Peng said, pausing briefly before continuing.

“From the evidence on the surface, I believe Zhang Lixia is not involved in any foul play, and the will was likely written voluntarily by her father.”

Lin Yi nodded, not surprised by this information.

He had conducted some preliminary investigations himself, and the neighbors had positive things to say about her. She didn’t seem like a problematic person.

“Zixin, what did you find out about Zhang Guoping? How’s his family situation?”

“Nothing much on him either. He’s a taxi driver, and his daughter works as a cashier at a KTV. But ever since they found out about the inheritance, they’ve both quit their jobs and are just spending their time partying—they’re not exactly a responsible family.”

“Quit their jobs? All the money is with his sister. Without income, what are they living on?” Lin Yi asked.

“And I noticed his wife’s clothes the other day—they looked expensive, not something an average family could afford.”

“They’re living off the sale of their house. They’re just spending their savings now,” Zhang Zixin explained.

“But they’ve been in close contact with a lawyer recently, trying to get the money back from his sister.”

“Contacting a lawyer won’t help,” Zhang Peng said.

“If the forensic department confirms that the will is legitimate, then the house and money belong to Zhang Lixia. Even if they go to court, it won’t change anything.”

“So, we’re just waiting for the forensic results now,” Zhang Zixin said.

“But we should still gather more evidence to support the will. That will make it more convincing.”

“Absolutely.”

Zhang Peng leaned back in his chair, sighing.

“People these days are getting more and more selfish. When their parents are old and need care, they avoid responsibility. But when it comes to the will, they shamelessly show up to grab what they can. It’s disgusting.”

“This Zhang Guoping is truly pathetic. Anyone with a bit of intelligence wouldn’t act this way,” Zhang Zixin remarked.

“Exactly,” Zhang Peng said.

“Children with wealthy parents usually fight over who gets to take care of them, trying to show off their filial piety by staying at the hospital every day. But these guys? They avoided responsibility when he needed them, and now they want the inheritance. I could never bring myself to do something like that.”

Zhang Peng chuckled. “But I’ll give him this, at least he did one decent thing by helping his father get into Zhonghai Second Hospital when he first got sick. After that, though, nothing.”

“That’s why I say he lacks intelligence,” Zhang Zixin scoffed.

“We live in a society governed by law now, not some old feudal system. I really don’t get what they’re thinking.”

“I think it might not be Zhang Guoping’s idea. It’s probably his wife behind all this.”

“What do you mean?”

“Zhang Guoping might be a scumbag, but I doubt he is that cunning. These could all be his wife’s ideas—telling him not to take care of his parents, then swooping in to claim the inheritance after his father’s death.”

“That’s possible,” Zhang Zixin said.

“When I was looking into their family, I got the impression that his wife is trouble. She’s way too old to be wearing makeup that thick. It’s disgusting.”

“Alright, you two, stop complaining,” Lin Yi said with a smile.

“Since the case is almost closed, let’s not dwell on it. Just make sure Zhang Lixia gets the justice she deserves.”

“Brother Lin is right. No need to let other people’s problems ruin our mood. After all, it’s not like we’re getting any of that inheritance…”

Ring, ring, ring!

Zhang Peng was interrupted by the ringing of his phone.

“It’s Zhang Lixia calling.”

Muttering to himself, Zhang Peng answered the call.

“What did you say? Someone’s dead?!”