"Bring that evidence over right away!" Tang Nan instructed Meng Yang in a low voice, then hung up.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he paced around his office, his deeply furrowed brows betraying his inner conflict.
Who was Wen Mosheng?
He was a renowned writer, a cultural celebrity, a shining standard-bearer for Jiangnan Province's literary and artistic community.
He had published books, including Burning in the Flames, Perfectly Rounded, and Instant Fame.
He had written songs-Falling in Love with You, That Unforgettable Day, and more.
He had directed films-Songs and Revelry Every Day, Desire...
He had appeared on variety shows-Strange Tales to Tell...
The man was famous beyond belief. His popularity was absolutely staggering!
His reputation had long since spread throughout Jiangnan and across the nation, reaching beyond Asia to the rest of the world!
No wonder the case file never mentioned whom He Sijie had been having an affair with. Presumably, once the original investigators discovered that Wen Mosheng was involved, they had immediately reported it to the director overseeing the case. Under instructions from that director, or someone even higher up, they had deliberately kept the description of He Sijie's affair vague.
There was nothing particularly wrong with handling it that way. Whoever He Sijie had been having an affair with made no difference to the nature of the case. Objectively speaking, it was a murder triggered by a relationship dispute, with no connection whatsoever to a demolition dispute.
As long as that point was established, did those peripheral details matter?
Besides, although Wen Mosheng had played a disgraceful role in this murder case and was morally at fault, he had committed no crime or other violation of the law. Deliberately obscuring his identity to avoid an adverse social impact was also appropriate.
Had Tang Nan