In the following days, Jiang Cong became extremely busy.
The case regarding Mo Ziqing was entering its final stage. Due to the veiled surveillance from the police force, Shan Liang had become even more sensitive and suspicious.
No matter how Lan Yanyan tried to explain, Shan Liang refused to believe her. He grew more paranoid and irritable, constantly abusing Lan Yanyan physically and verbally within just a few days.
Lan Yanyan's spirit was gradually collapsing. Just when she was on the verge of giving up and about to commit suicide, Jiang Cong led a group of people to her door.
"Hello, we're the investigators from the municipal police station, in charge of Mo Ziqing's case." Bo Yan spoke in a business - like tone. His police uniform made him look even more heroic.
At this moment, seeing the police, Lan Yanyan no longer felt scared. She slumped to the side, allowing Jiang Cong and his team to enter from outside.
"Ms. Lan, can you tell the truth now?" Jiang Cong took a sip of tea, his movements elegantly perfect. The sharpness in his eyes penetrated deep into Lan Yanyan's heart.
Lan Yanyan stammered for a while. A tear rolled down from the corner of her eye, and finally, she began to tell the truth. "The real murderer is Shan Liang. I took the blame for him."
Jiang Cong nodded without surprise, signaling Lan Yanyan to continue.
"On that day, right after I finished my live - broadcast, I heard a rapid doorbell ringing." Lan Yanyan fell into memory, looking absent - minded.
Through the peephole, Lan Yanyan saw Shan Liang, looking anxious and panicked. She had never seen Shan Liang so out of control. Although feeling strange, she still opened the door.
"Shan..." Lan Yanyan had just uttered one word when Shan Liang covered her mouth tightly. With a "bang", he closed the door and dragged Lan Yanyan towards the living - room sofa.
"I've killed someone. What should I do? I accidentally killed Mo Ziqing. What should I do now?" Shan Liang seemed extremely grief - stricken. His eyes were filled with deep regret and self - blame. He knelt down beside Lan Yanyan, helplessly tugging at his hair.
Lan Yanyan was about to reach out to comfort Shan Liang when she suddenly froze. Her pupils dilated, and she let out a shrill scream. "What? How could you kill Ziqing? Isn't she the woman you love the most? Oh my god! What should we do now?"
Lan Yanyan instinctively took a step back, putting some distance between herself and Shan Liang.
Shan Liang seemed oblivious. His once gentle eyes were now covered with terrifying bloodshot eyes. He crawled towards Lan Yanyan on his knees, constantly pleading. "Yanyan, please save me. I still have a company. I can't fall. You go to jail for me. I... I'll marry you when you get out."
Lan Yanyan stupidly believed Shan Liang's words. Her hesitant heart was finally set when she saw the overwhelming online remarks accusing her of murdering Mo Ziqing. She made up her mind and walked alone into the police station to confess.
And the biggest winner in all of this was Shan Liang, who seemed to be an outsider but was actually the victim's family member.
It had to be said that he was a very smart man, calculating every step. But being too smart backfired. It was precisely because everything seemed so perfect and reasonable that he revealed his biggest flaw.
After deliberately murdering Mo Ziqing, he took advantage of Lan Yanyan's long - standing deep love for him to indirectly clear his name. He manipulated gossip bloggers behind the scenes to strengthen Lan Yanyan's determination to take the blame.
In the baseless gossip, he solidified Lan Yanyan's guilt, one link after another. Even Jiang Cong couldn't help but praise Shan Liang for his good strategy.
However, using someone's love in this way was simply despicable.
A flash of disdain crossed Jiang Cong's lowered eyes.
"We've basically understood the situation, but we still need you to cooperate with us in a play. The current public opinion and evidence are very unfavorable to you. If Shan Liang insists that it was you, with his connections, it'll be very difficult for you to turn things around." Bo Yan couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy for Lan Yanyan in front of him. He kindly advised.
Hearing this, Lan Yanyan smiled relievedly. "I'll cooperate with you not for myself, but for Ziqing, who died unjustly, to get justice."
Actually, she had long regretted it. She regretted being so stupid as to steal Mo Ziqing's boyfriend just to become famous.
Later, her reputation gradually grew, but there were few people around who treated her sincerely.
They all sized up the commercial value on Lan Yanyan with a profit - seeking eye. Lan Yanyan had no doubt that once she lost her usefulness, she would be completely kicked out of this circle.
Lan Yanyan didn't know why Shan Liang would attack Mo Ziqing, whom he had loved for many years. But she vaguely realized that Mo Ziqing might have discovered some unknown secret of Shan Liang, which was why she had been killed.
And this was exactly what Jiang Cong had thought of.
Shan Liang was very careful in his actions. After Mo Ziqing's death, he must have completely erased all the evidence she had discovered. It would be like looking for a needle in a haystack for them to investigate, and it would be very difficult to sort out the clues.
So the breakthrough point still had to be Shan Liang.
Those who had done many wrong things would eventually feel guilty.
After Lan Yanyan reached an agreement with Jiang Cong and the others, the police station's official Weibo account released a statement about the conclusion of Mo Ziqing's case to give an explanation to the public.
Shan Liang naturally saw the statement. While breathing a sigh of relief, he still remained a bit vigilant. He went to the police station, claiming to find out who the real murderer was.
Looking at Shan Liang's hypocritical appearance, Bo Yan tried hard to suppress his inner disgust and said in a flat voice, "After our final investigation, Lan Yanyan is indeed the murderer who killed Mo Ziqing. She'll be sentenced in about half a month."
"Really?" The corner of Shan Liang's mouth involuntarily twitched upwards. Realizing that the situation was inappropriate, he pretended to look incredulous. "Before she was released, I thought she wasn't the murderer. I didn't expect... Ziqing treated her well. How could she do this?"
Shan Liang accused indignantly. Even Bo Yan couldn't help but want to applaud him. Such a person was really wasted if he didn't become an actor.
After casually dismissing him, Shan Liang left contentedly.
Bo Yan shook off the goosebumps on his body caused by Shan Liang's disgusting behavior. He turned to Jiang Cong and asked, "Jiang Cong, what should we do next?"
A mysterious smile curled up on Jiang Cong's lips. "Wait until he completely relaxes his vigilance, and then we'll lead the team to strike."
Shan Liang was very calculating. According to the previous investigation of his information, he had once suffered from dissociative identity disorder. Although he had been cured later, he still had a tendency to split.
From his complex feelings of love and hatred towards Mo Ziqing, as well as his actions of coaxing Lan Yanyan but not trusting her and trying to cover up, it could be seen that Shan Liang's dissociative identity disorder was showing signs of awakening.
And what Jiang Cong was going to do next was to use Shan Liang's dissociation to hypnotize him and extract the words from his main personality with anxiety disorder.
The truth was about to come out.
Bo Yan rubbed his hands together, eager to teach this scumbag a good lesson.