Chapter 300: Chapter 295: So He’s Just a Big Victim, Huh?

“The evidence people have reported to us is all true, how can you still deny it? If you confess honestly, I’ll relay it to my superiors and get your punishment reduced,” the middle-aged police officer coaxed gently, seemingly trying to crush his psychological defenses with the concrete evidence.

However, no matter what, Qin Jiangsheng remained silent.

The idea of kicking him while he was down also came to nothing.

After all, they couldn’t let a man really die here, so they took him away to continue his treatment.

A young police officer walked in from outside, the fact that Qin Jiangsheng was being kept here for interrogation clearly showed the gravity with which the higher-ups regarded this matter.

He looked at the middle-aged police officer with concern, “Captain He, this kid must have an organization behind him, he’s still sick now, so it might be difficult to get anything substantive out of him for a while, should we…increase the pressure? People are more likely to tell the truth when they’re vulnerable.”

Captain He’s face was serious as he looked in the direction where Qin Jiangsheng had been taken away. He indeed wanted to crack this case; if they were smuggling contraband, how could they only be smuggling weapons?

After a long moment, he shook his head, “Xiao Wei, although this matter is important, he is still just a kid who’s barely eighteen, let’s interrogate him once he’s recovered, just keep him detained for a few days first.”

Xiao Wei hesitated, but eventually could only nod, “Alright then.”

Five days went by.

It was also the day Ji Tian started school.

The online storm had never ceased, some netizens were even pressuring Ji Tian to take a stand, a stance that distanced herself from Qin Jiangsheng.

This matter directly affected the Ji Family’s stock market presence, leading to boycotts of the Ji Family’s industries.

This was akin to venting impotent rage onto others; how many industry peers fanned the flames is not for us to detail.

The Bai Family, clever as they were, had Bai Yan Zhang handle the press conference and declared that they were severing father-son ties with Qin Jiangsheng, on one hand freeing himself from this son, and on another solidifying the criminality of Qin Jiangsheng’s actions.

If there was no crime, the family would certainly protect him.

This was what most people believed.

Thus, the Bai Family’s reputation soared while the Ji Family, due to Ji Tian’s friendly relations with Qin Jiangsheng, faced aggressive online criticism demanding they give an explanation.

Because of this, Ji Lingyun held four or five shareholders’ meetings in three days, all concerning this issue.

Old Sir Bai had been saved, but he was still in a coma.

Ji Qilin had gone to the hospital that day, taking the latter half of the anti-cancer agent that Ji Tian had developed to research because, without clinical trials, the drug couldn’t just be used on people.

And the decision to use the drug also needed Old Sir Bai’s approval.

Ji Tian tried to visit the prison multiple times but was turned away; at this time, they weren’t allowing visitors, and Ji Qilin couldn’t get in either.

She really wanted to ask if his wounds had received proper treatment; she had hardly slept for many days because of this.

Inside the prison

After several days of treatment, Qin Jiangsheng’s health had greatly improved.

He silently observed the man in front of him, dressed in a suit. Mo Jiu seemed to look at him with appreciation, “We haven’t seen each other for a few days, why do you look so haggard?”

“Ah Jiang, I’ll give you one more chance to work with me, just kneel and beg me, and I’ll find a way to get you out,” Mo Jiu said indifferently, casually offering a tantalizing deal.

Because right now, what Qin Jiangsheng needed was an opportunity to get out, and nobody knew what the future held.

This seemed to him like a lifeline, and Mo Jiu was certain he would beg for mercy on his knees.

However, Qin Jiangsheng merely chuckled lightly, his eyes sharp and cold, “Mo Jiu, from the moment you set a trap for me in country F, our relationship could never return to what it was.”

Mo Jiu’s smile sank, “You know? I underestimated you. It seems there’s still a force behind you.”

“What I know is not just this little bit, my dear uncle,” Qin Jiangsheng replied with a vengeful smile,

pleased to watch Mo Jiu’s face go from admiration to horror.

“You, you!” Mo Jiu was shocked and furious.

His identity had always been a secret, known to no one other than Shen Zhiyi.

But Shen Zhiyi was his partner, and it was through her report that Qin Jiangsheng was brought here.

For a moment, he didn’t know which link had gone wrong and exposed his identity, Qin Jiangsheng must also know his true intentions, and the purpose behind adopting him – this pawn was no longer useful!

He had intended to toy with him because, from start to finish, he never thought of rescuing him. He just wanted to see Qin Jiangsheng kneeling in regret and crying his eyes out.

Yet, he saw nothing but a ruthlessness crazier than his own on this young man.

He huffed lightly, “So what if you know? You’ll never leave this place. The debt your mother owes me, I will reclaim every last bit, starting with you as my whetstone.”

Qin Jiangsheng felt everyone around him was sick.

So he’s the only one to blame, huh?

His birth mother was defiled by his own father, and it’s his fault. His father despised and abandoned by his mother, also his fault. Mo Jiu’s grudge with his mother when they were young, also his fault. What was he – a punching bag or a trash can, accepting all the negative emotions dumped on him?

This setup really was idiotically crafted. So in the end, he’s supposed to die?

He cast a disgusted glance at Mo Jiu, “Get away from me, you psycho. It’s truly pitiful and loathsome that you’ve lived this long.”

Mo Jiu’s face darkened. He had come to mock Qin Jiangsheng, but ended up infuriated himself. He chuckled angrily, “Then just wait to die in prison. Do you think it’s as simple as serving time? You won’t leave here alive.”

With that, he turned and left, his figure noble and his steps casual.

Qin Jiangsheng scoffed, not taking his words to heart at all. It had been several days, and that Captain He should be continuing his interrogation soon.

Dismissing these thoughts, his greatest concern was for Ji Tian. He just hoped it hadn’t traumatized the young girl too deeply.

A shadow fell over his face as he thought it was the interrogating officer who had arrived. Looking up at the sight of Ji Lingyun, dressed in a suit, his expression flickered with surprise.

Ji Lingyun spoke first, breaking the silence, “Don’t overthink it. It wasn’t my sister who sent me; I came on my own to say a few words to you.”

Qin Jiangsheng’s expression grew more solemn, and Ji Lingyun did indeed just have a few words to say.

After speaking, he left.

Qin Jiangsheng sat there for a long time, not looking up until he saw Captain He, then he bowed his head.

He was taken back to the original place, and this time Captain He’s demeanor was even more serious, “We don’t have much time to waste with you. If you still refuse to confess, we’ll have to use our methods.”

Qin Jiangsheng’s tea-colored eyes were deep, his voice still hadn’t recovered due to inhaling too much smoke, remaining rough and hoarse, “I haven’t committed a crime.”

As if Captain He’s patience had run out, he nodded to the police officer at the door, and the officer stepped out.

Qin Jiangsheng’s gaze shifted towards the ceiling, not fully realizing how dire his situation was until now–it was still his beloved niece, whom he had cherished growing up, that he thought of. In his previous life, he had spent three frigid years in such a cold place.