Chapter 1299 - 1271: Minds Aligned

Chapter 1299: Chapter 1271: Minds Aligned

The mother of Qian has already gone back to take care of Liumei. Mrs. Yu is still in the room with the child, so it’s not good for the elders to hear.

Qian suppressed her anger and asked softly.

"What for?"

"Because according to a credible evaluation... At the time of the incident, he was no longer competent for civil conduct. Including now, his mental state is abnormal, to put it bluntly, he is crazy."

"Damn! Which fool made that evaluation—wait a minute, could it be Fugui?" Qian suddenly remembered, wasn’t Fugui the one administering this?

Yu Minglang nodded somewhat helplessly, "Yes, it was your brother Fugui, along with several of his colleagues who did the evaluation."

"Nonsense! What’s the point of a group evaluation? I studied this field; how could I not know about civil competence? He clearly knew what was going on, remembered Dalong, remembered the past, but was particularly biased toward me. Is this schizophrenia? Give me the phone; I’ll call Fugui!"

After speaking, Qian didn’t care about the time and picked up the phone to call Fugui.

Fugui was at the hospital at that moment. Liumei’s due date had passed by a week with no signs of labor, so he admitted Liumei to the hospital to prevent any issues, and Qian’s mother and others were there with him as well.

"Liao Fugui, did you evaluate Chen Lin? Are you sure that’s schizophrenia?!" Qian scolded harshly.

Fugui glanced at Liumei on the hospital bed, stood up, and walked out to the corridor before speaking.

"I evaluated it, Qian’er. When he was captured, his behavior was very abnormal. Of course, we didn’t rely solely on appearances and conducted tests. The dehydroepiandrosterone in his blood and urine is also different from normal."

"Impossible! As someone involved, I have the most authority to speak; his response at the time was not a symptom of schizophrenia, he—"

Qian hadn’t finished speaking when she heard her loud mother shouting on the other end of the phone.

"Fugui, hurry, Liumei seems to be about to give birth!"

"Qian’er, catch up later, no, wait until Liumei gives birth and then I’ll talk to you!"

Fugui hurriedly hung up the phone, and Qian then realized they were having a baby over there.

She and Liumei had similar timelines originally, but she gave birth early, and Liumei delayed, so they perfectly staggered.

"Let’s go, let’s visit the hospital." Qian wanted to go, but Yu Minglang pulled her.

"Let’s go during the day tomorrow; going now won’t be of any help, and if the daughter needs to nurse and can’t find you, it won’t be good either."

Qian thought it over and agreed; going now would just be a glance, better to wait until tomorrow when she could also see the child.

So her thoughts returned to Chen Lin, and the more she thought, the more frustrated she became.

"Can I see him? Is this guy really schizophrenic?"

"Seeing him doesn’t have much meaning anymore. He doesn’t recognize people now, but wife, you need to be mentally prepared. Although you say he was clear then, one person’s testimony doesn’t weigh much. Based on the evidence they have, he indeed is schizophrenic."

Yu Minglang also found this matter somewhat unbelievable.

When he went to save Qian, Chen Lin’s behavior was hard to judge as a mental disorder, but once caught, he spoke incoherently and all tests were abnormal – the only explanation could be that he went crazy along the way.

"He didn’t have a family history of mental illness or even behave as the meticulous type. How could such a person suddenly develop a mental illness?" Qian also felt there was unspeakable peculiarity in this.

"No worries; even if he doesn’t face legal consequences, it doesn’t mean he can be released to endanger the public. Such a person will be forcibly hospitalized, probably spending the latter half of his life in a mental institution."

Qian remained silent for a long time, and Yu Minglang thought she might be harboring resentment, so he advised.

"No matter where he is, it’s impossible for him to be connected with us again. You don’t need to waste energy thinking about such a person."

Qian shook her head.

"I’m not necessarily trying to bring him down; it’s just that there’s something odd about this. If he was already crazy, how could he organize and target me so efficiently, and where did his car, tools, even the equipment to block mobile phone signals come from? Without backing, a cancer-stricken, impoverished gambler like him couldn’t possibly have the resources for such actions. I rather think..."

"You think he was used, made a pawn against you, and once caught, the pawn lost its value and was abandoned?"

Yu Minglang made a precise summary, and Qian nodded.

That’s exactly what she thought.

Coincidentally, Yu Minglang had been thinking along the same lines as Qian.

He had been investigating this thought, starting with the car’s source and the equipment, but unfortunately, there was no progress.

Now that Qian had brought it up, the couple finally discussed it.

"I have investigated the car—it was formally transferred a week ago. The paperwork was legitimate, and Chen Lin’s account showed no anomalies. The money used to purchase the car was likely cash to avoid us tracing any transaction records."

Thinking this way, the man who took Chen Lin likely was the mastermind behind it all.

Chen Lin, now crazy and incoherent, is utterly illogical, making extracting clues from him nearly impossible; no one knows what happened during those months he disappeared.

The lead is cut off, so Yu Minglang shifted the investigation to motives, wondering who exactly his wife had offended, who would want her dead.

But this lead showed no progress either; Qian hardly took any jobs since becoming pregnant, the ones Qio Yu Xuan arranged for her involved little children—such parental games posed no real chance of offending anyone.

Previously, potential conflicts she might have had were analyzed by Yu Minglang one by one, with no progress.

All of these investigations were done secretly, mere conjecture without solid ground. Reporting the case would only disrupt Qian’s life while law enforcement would be less efficient than Yu Minglang; he didn’t want to disturb Qian’s postpartum recovery, so acted covertly.

Now that Qian’s postpartum period was over, he could discuss these matters with her, and after hearing them, Qian was also full of uncertainties.

"Did you approach Chen Lin’s neighbors? His neighbors reportedly saw the young man who took Chen Lin; did you have anyone sketch a portrait?"

"So much time has passed! How could anyone possibly remember? Memory is limited—" Yu Minglang suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and Qian’s eyes also lit up, the two exchanged a glance and smiled simultaneously.

"How could I forget you?" Yu Minglang smiled; memory might be limited, but his wife could use hypnosis!

"I’ll find time to go back and see if I can retrieve their memory; such fleeting things are hard to extract, but trying is better than not trying. This is our final lead."

Having settled on a time to return, Yu Minglang recalled something.

"Did you mention the tampered hard drive to your master?"