Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

Lucas hurriedly waved his hands to show his innocence, "I was just saying."

Yu Qin pursed her lips and chuckled, "However, his first task as an agent was planned perfectly."

"I just saw him make contact with Zhou Yun's daughter, and on her birthday, he went to Zhou Yun's home for a meal," Lucas said.

"What do you think happened next?" Yu Qin blinked.

Lucas immediately raised his hand to signal to Yu Qin not to spoil any further, "Don't spoil it; I already discerned his subsequent plan."

Yu Qin raised her eyebrows slightly, "Can your brain keep up?"

Lucas grinned without speaking, but in his heart, he hummed a tune twice, thinking, just that, if I were an agent, I could do it too and even more perfectly.

As for what came next?

I don't know yet; I'll see what little tricks Lin Chuan has up his sleeve.

The admiration for Lin Chuan's shrewdness had evaporated almost instantly, and he continued to be engrossed in it.

'In Zhou Yun's home, there's only her and her daughter.'

'To tell the truth, me being a school patrol guard, entering the home of the Yan Group's top secretary seems a bit far-fetched.'

'But now that I'm friends with her daughter, it makes sense.'

'Her daughter, taking me with her, introduced me to her bedroom.'

'Zhou Yun cherishes her daughter very much and has arranged everything perfectly, including the bedroom layout.'

'To my surprise, her daughter, pointing at a photo on the desk, introduced me to her father like a friend.'

'Zhou Yun stood at the doorway; I turned around, and our gazes met.'

'She smiled, not shy about her husband.'

'During the meal, I deliberately mentioned her husband; she sighed lightly, her expression visibly melancholic and that sense of loss in her eyes was something that couldn't be feigned.'

'In the line of work as an agent, analyzing micro-expressions is compulsory.'

'I preliminarily judged that she loved her husband greatly, even though seven years had passed.'

'Zhou Yun may have been considering her daughter, or perhaps because we weren't close, she only mentioned it briefly.'

'Yes, even though I frequently see Zhou Yun when I accompany her daughter to school, we are merely acquaintances who nod to each other.'

'How could she possibly have a deep conversation with me?'

'But now that I'm friends with her daughter, becoming closer is just a matter of time.'

'I was not in a hurry to push the mission forward.'

'That night, I left her home and continued back to the school guard dormitory, maintaining the role of a school patrol guard.'

'Over the next week, I began investigating her husband's traffic accident.'

Lucas paused for a moment.

Why investigate Zhou Yun's husband's traffic accident?

Could it be that the accident was man-made, with ulterior motives?

But after more than seven years, could anything still be discovered?

He was about to voice his skepticism, but when he looked up and saw Yu Qin completely absorbed in the book, he swallowed his words and kept reading.

'Zhou Yun's husband.'

'Died in a traffic accident seven years ago.'

'I reviewed the case file, watched the surveillance footage from that time; it was very clear.'

'A truck driver, driving fatigued, at a corner, late at night, under dim streetlights, a blind spot, all the elements were there... Regrettably, I found no suspicious points; it was a normal traffic accident.'

'I should have stopped pursuing this lead.'

'But then again, I am an agent; my duty is to investigate evidence of Yan Jing's criminal activity and reveal his true identity as the chairman of the Yan Group.'

'So, I will carry out my plan.'

'I'll associate Zhou Yun's husband's accident with the Yan Group, with Yan Jing.'

'The life of an agent is always full of deceit.'

'I don't have excessive sympathy or a merciful sense of justice; or rather, my sense of justice is somewhat unscrupulous.'

'If that innocent little girl knew about my actions, she should understand me.'

'If Zhou Yun still has a conscience, she should feel the same way.'

'If not, it just proves I'm doing the right thing.'

'I started working on this traffic accident case.'

'Forgery, that's my strength.'

'I don't need to forge a traffic accident; all I need is to fabricate the relationship between the driver and the Yan Group, adding a touch of mystery to the death of Zhou Yun's husband, and linking it to the Yan Group is enough.'

'One week after Zhou Yun's daughter's birthday, I orchestrated an unexpected meeting between Zhou Yun and the driver.'

'As expected, Zhou Yun reacted violently.'

'I stood in a concealed corner, where I could see Zhou Yun's gloomy face, her teeth clenched; had her daughter not been by her side, she might have charged at the driver and fought with him.'

'This chance encounter reawakened her painful memories.'

'Her daughter asked, "Who was that uncle?"'

'Zhou Yun did not answer.'

'The driver also recognized Zhou Yun and hurried away in a panic.'

'Three days later.'

'I investigated a rival company of the Yan Group, because one of their executives died in a traffic accident.'

'I'm sorry, but this time I found evidence.'

'This time, it was indeed a scheme by someone inside the Yan Group because this executive had left the Yan Group for their competitor.'

'His cause of death was also simple; someone suspected that he knew something he shouldn't have.'

'I didn't tell Zhou Yun this directly but left some evidence for her to discover it on her own, to draw her own conclusions.'

'As expected of the chairman's secretary of a big group, she really did discover it.'

'It occurred to her naturally about her husband.'

'Her daughter mentioned that Zhou Yun was crying in the middle of the night, holding the photo she took with her husband.'