Chapter 380: Chapter 380

After Li Si and Bai Shasha finished their feast, they went their separate ways. Li Si headed straight to Mo Si’s place to find Leng Mochen, and brought him some thoughtful takeout.

Meanwhile, Bai Shasha was already brimming with excitement to work on her "Are You Happy?" creative project. Her mind was completely consumed by it, leaving no room for other thoughts.

Leng Mochen curiously glanced at Li Si, who was chuckling to herself: "What happened with Bai Shasha today? Why are you so happy?"

From the moment she entered the office, that smile on her face hadn’t disappeared. As he stuffed a few bites of that thoughtful takeout down his throat, wiped the corner of his mouth, and looked up, he saw her clutching a book with a goofy grin on her face.

Li Si lightly patted her cheeks, tired from laughing, and playfully said, "I’m going to do a little survey with you!"

"What kind of nonsense is this?" Leng Mochen was completely perplexed—what kind of game was she playing?

Li Si snorted softly, "Oh, come on! Just go along with it, don’t ask too many questions!"

"Alright then!" Resigned to his fate, he let himself be at her mercy.

Li Si put the book down and strolled over to him. Out of habit, she wanted to sit on his lap, but her belly didn’t cooperate. The little guy inside suddenly kicked her twice.

"Your son kicked me again!" Li Si pouted and complained. What kind of kid was this? Practicing boxing inside her, way too lively!

Hopefully he doesn’t turn out hyperactive later, or that would be a disaster.

Leng Mochen placed his hand on her rounded belly, pretending to be stern as he talked to the little one inside, "Hey, kiddo! Behave yourself in there, you hear me? Otherwise, when you come out, I’m going to spank your tiny butt every single day!"

Li Si couldn’t help but burst into laughter. She rubbed his handsome face: "Haha, alright! The little guy is probably just stretching his arms and legs in there! You control everything else, but can’t you let him have his own little space in there?" Latest content published on noⅴelfire.net

"You change your stance so quickly. I’m just trying to back you up here! Making sure this kid listens to you once he’s out!" Leng Mochen pinched her cheek playfully.

Li Si nodded her head while cracking up: "Alright, alright! I know you care about me! But seriously, isn’t the baby moving a bit too much lately? Shouldn’t we go for a check-up tomorrow? Just to make sure everything’s okay and put our minds at ease!"

Hopefully it’s not something like oxygen deprivation! Last time, during a prenatal check-up, she encountered a pregnant woman whose baby was moving chaotically due to oxygen deprivation.

Her mindset had been a bit conflicted lately. On one hand, she hoped for the baby to be born quickly so she could finally relax—at the very least, be able to sleep without having to lie on her left side all night.

But on the other hand, she secretly worried about potential complications: What if she couldn’t keep the baby? What if the baby was born with health issues?

In short, her head was full of all kinds of wild thoughts.

Especially considering how Leng Mochen’s original plans seemed to have taken a backseat. And on top of that, the parking lot incident still hadn’t been fully figured out. What was all that Life and Death Tribulation about?

Thinking about one thing after another was enough to make her head ache.

So now, she had taken to self-regulation: stop thinking about anything, clear her head, and just focus on what to eat, and what to buy.

Leng Mochen glanced at her belly, "There shouldn’t be any issues. You’re in great shape! But if you’re worried, I’ll go with you to the doctor to check it out. Better that than you losing sleep over it!"

"Alright! Ah, damn! We completely strayed from the topic—I was about to do a survey with you, and almost forgot!" Li Si smacked her forehead, exclaiming. She really was living up to the saying "Pregnancy makes you dumb for three years."

How did she end up on another subject and forget about this?

Leng Mochen looked at her helplessly: "Fine, I’ll do my best to cooperate, my dear wife!"

He thought they’d changed topics and gotten away with it—but apparently not!

What kind of survey? Hopefully not one of those cliché ones like "How many girlfriends did you have before?" or "When was your first time?"

If Li Si knew what was in his head, she’d definitely poke his forehead forcefully and shout, "You’re overthinking this, dude!"

"Alright, I’m starting now!" Li Si blinked her eyes and stared at him intently.

Leng Mochen was stunned. Just this one simple question? Was that enough to make her laugh so much?

No way. His gut told him this question was deeper than it seemed. Li Si probably wasn’t looking for some standard answer like "I’m very happy" or "I’m only happy with you."

Li Si pressed him, "Is it hard to answer?"

Leng Mochen quickly shook his head, "Not at all! Of course I’m happy! Do I even need to be asked that?"

"Haha! I knew you’d answer like that! Alright, you pass!"

Leng Mochen was even more baffled, "That’s it? That simple?"

"Yep! Shasha wants to kick off this survey. I remember in a past life something similar happened. Guess what answers people gave? Some of them were hilarious, you know what the funniest one was?"

Li Si explained to him as she chuckled.

Leng Mochen breathed a sigh of relief, "Tell me, no fair laughing alone!"

Li Si playfully blinked: "A reporter asked someone being interviewed: ’Are you happy?’ and the person replied, ’My surname is Zeng!’ But really his actual surname was Jiao!"

She couldn’t help but burst out laughing after she finished.

Leng Mochen was still pondering it. That didn’t sound funny at first.

Suddenly, his mischievous grin appeared: "Hey, little one! Were you daydreaming about something? Hmm?" Although he couldn’t do much right now, there’s always another way, right?

Damn it! This guy was beyond saving!

Li Si, of course, argued her case: "I wasn’t thinking anything! Your brain’s just full of... mmph..."

On Heizi’s end, he was practically bursting with excitement when the results came back. He had truly hit the mark!

When he first saw the voice analysis report on that cassette tape, it revealed a man with a C City accent, whose height, build, and age closely matched that of the driver, Wang Dalei. So he boldly hypothesized that they might be the same person.

Through voiceprint analysis, the driver Wang Dalei, who had recently been apprehended, exhibited matching resonance patterns, base frequencies, amplitudes, and sound strength parameters with one of the men from the old tape. This indicated it was the same person’s vocal features.

Heizi went full throttle and immediately summoned Wang Dalei for interrogation.

In the interrogation room, Wang Dalei appeared calm and answered every question without hesitation. His psychological resilience was strong, but he adamantly denied any involvement in the C City car accident years ago.

However, when he heard the tape recording of his voice, his expression changed slightly and he lowered his head.

Eventually, he confessed that back then, a man calling himself Boss Jia had hired them to create a staged car accident. None of them ever met him in person; only Ah Chun communicated with him via phone.

It was by coincidence they decided Ah Fa was the perfect scapegoat. As for Ah Fa’s son, that too was at the orders of Boss Jia.

Later, the group of guys involved in the matter began to meet untimely fates one by one. He suspected it was either karma or someone eliminating loose ends.

That’s why he fled C City and took on a new identity here.

Heizi pondered deeply—whether this Boss Jia was in fact Leng Mohao was still unproven.

He then asked about the recent parking lot case. Wang Dalei revealed he had a phone recording of the man in question, hidden in a shoebox under the bed in his rental apartment.

But he hadn’t been back for days, and the lease had expired, so he wasn’t sure if the landlord had cleared it out.

Armed with this information, Heizi quickly assembled a team and headed straight for the rental apartment. They arrived just as the landlady was cleaning out the room, with all the junk piled outside the door.

The sight of several police officers barging in startled the landlady. It wasn’t until they explained the reason for their visit that she relaxed.

When they finally found the cassette hidden inside the shoe, everyone grinned in relief—it was fortunate they had arrived just in time.

Back at the station, Heizi immediately sent the heavily disguised voice recording for analysis.

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