ything. All he could do was say insincerely, "It's getting late, be careful on your way back."He nodded slightly, barely perceptibly. Under the gaze of his supervisor, a look of profound pain etched o...After hanging up the phone, He Hanchuan wanted to drive to the coffee shop. However, after getting in the car, he remembered that his driver's license had been temporarily confiscated by the traffic police. He frowned and called the driver at home.

"Young master, this is already the fastest speed I can go! If I were any faster, I'd have to retake my driver's test!" The driver had been urged on several times in just ten minutes on the road.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, then glanced at his watch. His thin lips were pressed into a tight line.

Fifteen minutes later, the car arrived at the coffee shop.

He Jianchuan got out of the car and walked toward the coffee shop, his steps much faster than usual. The driver followed behind him.

"You wait in the car." He handed his keys to the driver.

The driver let out a sound of surprise and got back in the car, but he was puzzled. He had always been able to follow whatever the young master said. Why did he stop him today Could it be that the young master wanted to talk about something inappropriate

He strode into the cafe, and under the waitress's ardent gaze, went straight to the middle-aged man sitting in the corner wearing a baseball cap.

"Where are the things" He Hanchuan walked to the man and asked.

Cao Yan pointed to the seat across from him, "General He, don't be so anxious, sit down and talk first. Things are a bit complicated."

He motions for Han Chuan to sit down, behind him.

"Is General He very concerned about this car accident" Cao Yan smiled and handed him a file bag.

He Hanchuan took the file bag and was about to open it when a waitress walked over, smiling at him and asking, "Sir, would you like something to drink"

"I'll have a cappuccino, with extra sugar!" Cao Yan said.

The waiter greeted them with a smile and then turned to Keigo Kadagawa, asking, “Sir, what can I get you”

"A latte, please." He Hanchuan stopped taking things out of the file bag and added, "Could you make it fast, please Thank you."

The waiter said hello and quickly brought over a cappuccino and latte, placing them on the table but didn't leave.

Ge Hanchuan's brow was already tinged with impatience, the usual unassuming air completely gone before this file containing clues about a car accident. "Anything else"

"Sir, can you..." The waiter blushed and mustered his courage to say: "Can I have your WeChat"

He didn't hesitate for even half a second, "No."

The waiter was about to say something else, but He Hanchuan spoke first: "We still have important things to discuss. Thank you."

“Alright.” The waiter reluctantly left.

Cao Yan smacked his lips, this waiter was pretty, but she really lacked eyesight!

He pushed the latte aside, then opened the file bag and took out what was inside.

"Since CEO He isn't drinking, why are you still ordering" Cao Yan raised her cappuccino and took a sip, her eyes squinting with happiness.

"If you don't turn it off, people will keep coming over and disrupt the meeting." He Hanchuan flipped through the files in the folder, his face growing increasingly grim. "What's going on"

Cao Yan put down his cappuccino, the smile on his face vanished completely, replaced by frustration and unwillingness. "This time, I've met a real opponent!"

He let out a sigh and said, "Let me start by stating my hypothesis: I suspect the red sports car Miss Xiang drove two years ago wasn't hers."

"It's hers." He Hanchuan frowned slightly, unbuttoning a button on his shirt, and said, "The car model, license plate number, and the scratch on the left door all match."

Two days before her birthday, A-wei got her car scratched. The paint needed to be imported from abroad temporarily, so the scratch hadn't been fixed by the day of the accident.

Cao Yan picked up the cappuccino and took a sip, "Mr. He, please hold on, let me explain."

"Good." He Hanchuan rested his right hand on the table, tapping it lightly.

Cao Yan wiped his mouth with his hand, put his arms on the table, and leaned forward slightly. “I found traces that someone had tampered with the license plate, but there weren’t many valuable fingerprints on it. I initially assume this sports car wasn’t intended for Miss [Name], but that someone else used a car identical to hers to switch with her, and then replaced her license plate onto this car later.”

“Following this line of thought, I checked a lot of surveillance footage but didn't see anyone switching cars with Ms. Xiang. However, I later discovered that on September 24th, when Ms. Xiang went for a manicure, her car was parked in a blind spot monitored by CCTV. That day, a strange-looking man appeared near the nail salon and followed Ms. Xiang for a while.”

"I later found the man, but unfortunately, he had been in the late stages of lung cancer two years ago. By the time I found him, he had just passed away recently." Cao Yan sighed heavily at this point, expressing deep regret.

"What a coincidence" He Hanchuan tapped the table a little faster, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Hasn't anyone tampered with him"

Cao Yan shook his head, his words betraying a hint of disappointment. “No, the doctor said he could only last until last year at most. As it turned out, he was a miracle when I went to see him recently.”

He's all alone. I can't even ask him about anything, but I asked a friend at my bank to look into him and found out he received a transfer of 500,000 two years ago. That amount wouldn't mean much to you, but for someone like him, an ordinary person, it's a fortune.

He never expected himself to be impatient, Ge Hanchuan took a sip of his latte and had no mood to listen to Cao Yan recount the investigation process. He got straight to the point: "If it's true that Xiang Wan's car was tampered with, does that mean she's innocent"

"No." Cao Yan winced slightly. "To be honest with you, if this is really Miss Jiang's doing, she would have started preparing for it long ago."

“A car's brakes wearing down is natural, but it's not quite right to call it that. The way the brakes are damaged suggests someone frequently drives in a way that puts excessive strain on them.”

"Even if it could be proven that the car had been swapped, there would be no way to prove that someone intended to harm Miss by damaging the brakes, after all, the brakes were naturally damaged."

"Actually, talking this much is useless!" Cao Yan pounded his head and said, "To put it bluntly, the most troublesome thing is still that recording."

"The car brakes had a problem. If we could prove that the recording was fake, then the accident could be ruled an accident. But if we can't prove the recording is fake, then the accident was murder, and the brake failure became an accident."

Cao Yan sipped his cappuccino and mumbled, “I’m starting to sound like a parrot!”

Silence.

He stared at him with eyes like nails, the darkness in his pupils slowly solidifying into ice. "You said all that just to cover up the fact that you didn't find any useful leads"

“Haha!” Cao Yan raised his cappuccino and took a few sips, then smiled awkwardly. “Well, it’s not that simple. Just about getting the car, I spent almost a year figuring it out, and finding that man took another half a year. That’s about two years of effort.”

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