A roadside restaurant.
Zhang Rong and I ate breakfast and discussed what to do next.
Zhang Rong was still hung up on the uncle killing his nephew and the older sister killing her younger brother.
Perhaps people who were too upright and kind couldn't accept something so dark.
"Actually, although this sort of thing is rare, it's not surprising when it happens."
"Which of those emperors, kings, generals, and ministers in ancient times didn't have a relative's blood on their hands?"
"Human greed knows no bounds," I said. "Treat someone too well, and they can turn on you."
Zhang Rong shook his head. "I've already asked that junior fellow disciple who knows computers to look into Wang Meilan's childbirth records. If Wang Meilan gave birth, someone must have done... that with her for her to have a baby, right?"
"Wouldn't the man who did that with her have more motive to murder Bai Qinian than Wang Zhenhui?"
"And this man could also come and go freely from Bai Qinian's home."
Zhang Rong had a point.
I nodded. "That's possible too."
But I felt that Wang Zhenhui's death was a fact, and its timing was such a coincidence that Wang Meilan had most likely hired someone to kill him.
And Wang Zhenhui was Wang Meilan's own younger brother. Surely she wouldn't have had him killed without finding out the truth or having any evidence, based on nothing but her own speculation?
Fortunately, after Zhang Rong and I finished breakfast, that senior fellow disciple had also sent over Wang Meilan's medical records.
Wang Meilan really did have prenatal examination and delivery records. She had given birth.
Her first prenatal examination was recorded roughly in the second month after Bai Qinian passed away, with only a month in between.
There were prenatal examination