Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 238: The Ancestors Have a Way

Chapter 238: Chapter 238: The Ancestors Have a Way

Song Taishan had just come out because he wanted to make a phone call to Jiangli.

Unexpectedly, Jiangli came to him instead.

Upon hearing this, Jiangli sneered, "He truly won’t cry until he sees his own coffin. Well, then, please, Captain Song, take me to see him. Today, I will make sure he sees the coffin."

Song Taishan shuddered.

How could his words sound like a threat?

Song Taishan quickly reminded, "Abbot, we are at the police station; we can’t engage in violent law enforcement here."

Jiangli raised an eyebrow, "Violent law enforcement?"

"That is, we cannot use physical force!" Xia Xin quickly explained in Jiangli’s ear.

Jiangli uttered an ’oh’ and turned to Song Taishan with an obliging smile, "How could I, Captain Song? I am not such a violent person, rest assured."

With that, she walked into the police station as if returning to her own home, familiar with the route.

Song Taishan, feeling slightly apprehensive, grabbed Xia Xin who was behind him, "The Abbot won’t really resort to violence, will she?"

Xia Xin coughed, not really able to give a reassuring answer.

Not to mention anything else, just the Abbot’s claim of not being a person who resorts to violence was dubious.

However, Xia Xin did not dare to undermine the Abbot’s authority and stiffly assured, "The Abbot will certainly keep her word, Captain Song; you needn’t worry too much."

Song Taishan didn’t overthink it and felt relieved upon hearing this, "That’s good then."

The two of them immediately followed Jiangli into the police station building.

Song Taishan led Jiangli straight to the interrogation room.

Standing outside the interrogation room, Song Taishan pointed through a large glass window and said, "That’s Shi Dahai, the man we found based on the characteristics you described."

Shi Dahai, a large and burly man, sat in the center of the interrogation room, his eyes rolling about, looking left and right, without the slightest hint of fear.

Jiangli looked towards him.

"This man has the typical ’sanbai’ eyes, drooping eye corners, flaring nostrils, downturned corners of the mouth, yet his lips curve outward, resembling a fire-bellower’s mouth. He has the face of a petty man—too cunning and lacking in goodwill, ready to do anything to achieve his goals. And there’s a murderous look between his eyebrows. The death of Qiang Hongtao is definitely related to him."

Jiangli recognized at a glance that this man was the same one she had seen in Qiang Hongtao’s memory.

"Is it him?" Song Taishan asked for confirmation.

Jiangli nodded, her expression darkening slightly, "It’s definitely him."

She turned her head to Song Taishan.

"Captain Song, you just mentioned that he denies being the one who hit Qiang Hongtao. If I were to identify him, could that make him confess?"

Song Taishan hesitated, "That’s hard to say... Generally speaking, just having testimony isn’t enough to close a case, even if we could find some physical evidence. But we’ve checked his travel and vehicle maintenance records, and on the day of Qiang Hongtao’s car accident, he was on a business trip out of town, with a perfect alibi."

Though the words sounded complicated, Jiangli understood them clearly without needing Xia Xin’s translation, considering the entire context provided by Song Taishan.

In other words, her personal testimony alone couldn’t convict Shi Dahai.

"So we just let him get away with it?" Xia Xin was somewhat enraged upon hearing this, "This man killed someone with his car, how can he have the face to deny it? Isn’t he afraid Qiang Hongtao might come looking for him in the middle of the night?"

"Looking for him?"

Jiangli’s eyes brightened and she smiled slyly, "I have an idea."

Song Taishan and Xia Xin were both dumbfounded.

"What idea?"

With a mysterious smile, Jiangli said, "Captain Song, could you provide a secluded place? I would like Qiang Hongtao to come out and have a personal chat with Shi Dahai."

Song Taishan was taken aback, "Let Qiang Hongtao come out? Abbot, you... you’re not joking, right?"

Jiangli responded earnestly, "Do I look like someone who jokes around?"

Song Taishan: "..."

Well, maybe a little...

With such a baby-face, who would believe such words?

Song Taishan knew Jiangli had some capabilities.

But still...

After all, they were at a police station.