Chapter 215: No Perv Behavior Allowed
by xennovelChapter 215: No Perv Behavior Allowed
Night, 7:00.
At the exit of Bincheng Airport.
Amid the bustling crowd, Xiao Yu stood at the exit, his eyes scanning the throng.
Until, suddenly, they fixed on a particular man.
In his thirties, with a healthy flush, thick brows, a square face, wearing a black T-shirt and jeans, approximately 180 cm tall, and carrying a suitcase.
Deng Hua!
“Hello,” the man greeted.
As the man stepped out, Xiao Yu moved forward, “Deng Hua?”
“Huh?”
The man paused, nodded, and asked, “And you are…?”
“Police,” Xiao Yu replied, flashing his badge.
…
Deng Hua’s keen eyes shifted subtly, his expression growing even more puzzled.
“There’s a case that needs your cooperation in the investigation,” Xiao Yu explained.
Deng Hua’s reaction prompted Xiao Yu to remain especially courteous.
Often, in moments of unguardedness, a person’s true feelings emerge instinctively.
He likely had no connection to the case.
When dealing with ordinary citizens, Xiao Yu never imposes his authority.
Inside a police car outside the airport.
“You own a villa at number XX in the XX District, right?”
As the car cruised along, Xiao Yu asked with a smile.
“Yes,” came the reply.
Deng Hua nodded, then added, “I sold it about ten years ago.”
“Sold?”
Xiao Yu’s steady breathing faltered for a moment.
“Yes, it was either nine or ten years ago,” Deng Hua recalled.
He explained, “An agent approached me about selling the villa at a very attractive price, so I went ahead with the deal.”
“And the process?”
Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Deng Hua’s face.
“It was all handled by the agent,” Deng Hua said.
Selling such a major asset was memorable: “I received the cash and contract, handed over some property photos, and they mentioned I’d need to complete the transfer later. Once I got the money, I didn’t think much of it. Later, the agent contacted me to finalize the deal, so I handed over the keys.”
Suppressing his inner surprise, Xiao Yu asked calmly, “Did you ever check on the property afterwards?”
“Why would I?”
Deng Hua continued, puzzled, “I hardly live in the country and had long planned to sell it. Is there something odd about having the property still registered in my name?”
Something odd?
Xiao Yu’s gaze turned strangely fixated on Deng Hua.
If Deng Hua was truthful, then something inexplicable had occurred.
The property had never been transferred.
Even now, the villa remained in his name.
Thus, another problem emerged.
Despite dealing with the sale through an agent—and even receiving the money—the deed was never changed.
Who in their right mind would buy a villa and not transfer the title, leaving it in the seller’s name?
And yet, that is exactly the case now!
This ruled out Deng Hua’s involvement in the crime.
Only two possibilities remained.
First, the agent was involved.
Second, the buyer had ulterior motives.
Ten years ago, as property values surged, Deng Hua’s villa was worth over five million.
Who would mess around with a five-million purchase?
It wasn’t mere overthinking—spending five million on a villa and neglecting to transfer ownership for a decade was inexplicable.
“One last question,” Xiao Yu stated.
He fixed his gaze on Deng Hua and asked, word for word, “Did you install any surveillance in the villa?”
“Surveillance?”
Deng Hua blinked in surprise and shook his head, “Never installed any.”
And he wasn’t alone in that.
Many wouldn’t burden their home with excessive surveillance.
“Thank you for your cooperation,” Xiao Yu said with a smile.
He then drove Deng Hua to a Holiday Hotel.
Back in the car, Xiao Yu’s expression turned ice-cold, nearly on the verge of breaking.
The property sale was from ten years ago.
Without the title transfer, tracking any clues was nearly impossible.
Xiao Yu deduced that the agent involved was likely a fraud!
Moreover, the buyer had reconfigured parts of the villa.
They installed new surveillance and additional piping—clearly for a hidden agenda.
Muttering to himself, Xiao Yu wondered, “Did you buy this villa to commit murder… Why kill Wang Mei? Why frame Yu Shaoyang? And why dispose of the body?!”
After all, dealing with a corpse is never simple.
Even if a decoy were used, the body would still need to be handled.
Xiao Yu’s expression darkened as frustration set in, “I just can’t figure it out.”
The contours of the case began to form.
Yu Shaoyang was clearly a scapegoat, his involvement temporarily ruled out.
Someone else was responsible for the murder.
The case was not only complex but also enveloped in mystery.
Were all the leads completely exhausted?
Xiao Yu turned to Guo Qiang in the driver’s seat, “Investigate how the villa ended up in Wang Mei’s hands seven years ago.”
“Yes!”
Guo Qiang replied promptly, “Chief, it’s late. You should get some rest.”
0… Requesting flowers…
News of Xiao Yu’s pregnant wife had already spread throughout the precinct.
Now was the time to be by her side.
“Mm,” he agreed.
Understanding his subordinate, Xiao Yu didn’t object and headed straight home…
…
Upon entering, he found Mu Qingwu in loose, modest pajamas, sitting in the living room watching TV.
An animated cartoon?
Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment.
A domineering CEO… watching cartoons?
The cartoon was as childish and amateurish as could be.
Piggy Apartment!
“You’re back?”
Mu Qingwu jumped up happily, strolling over to her brother.
“Sis, are you feeling unwell?”
With a puzzled expression, Xiao Yu reached out and felt her forehead, “This vibe seems completely off.”
……….
“What vibe?”
Mu Qingwu smiled warmly, wrapping her arms around her brother’s waist, “Your mother-in-law and my mom said you should walk slowly to avoid exhaustion, speak softly for the baby’s sake, and even watch more cartoons because the baby will love them.”
Xiao Yu was at a loss for words, “…”
Was his sister being nagged by both Mom and Mother-in-law?
Complaining to me?
“They’re elders—we have to listen,” she replied.
Mu Qingwu winked playfully, “So, you think it’s my fault?”
“Ha!”
Xiao Yu embraced his sister, “Of course it’s not your fault.”
“Then it must be Mom and Mother-in-law’s fault, right?”
Mu Qingwu’s lips curved into a charming smile.
“Ugh!”
Xiao Yu quickly shook his head, “It’s certainly not their fault either.”
“Really?”
Mu Qingwu laughed, “If it isn’t us, then it has to be you, little brother!”
Argh… Xiao Yu felt exasperated.
Why does it always end up being my problem?
He slowly squatted, kneeling on one knee, and pressed his ear against his sister’s little belly.
“Idiot!”
Mu Qingwu cupped his head and gently tousled his short hair, “He’s only one month old—he can’t hear a thing.”
“But he still loves listening!”
Xiao Yu grinned; after all, his child was on board.
“With a baby around…”
Mu Qingwu pinched his cheek and laughed, “No perv behavior allowed.”
“No perv behavior allowed?”
Xiao Yu rose and draped his arm around his sister’s waist, “Then how about a little kiss?”
The young couple exchanged a tender kiss… End.