The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective

Chapter 846 - 445: This Provocation Tactic Really Works! (Part 2)

Hearing this, a flash of understanding crossed Zhang Yean’s eyes, and she couldn’t help but lightly slap her forehead."So that’s it! At the time, I was just buried in writing down key information, always feeling something was off, but never quite catching that subtle change."

"The way you pointed it out, indeed, his reaction at that moment was extremely unnatural."

Jiang An nodded, his tone growing more certain: "Therefore, we absolutely must not be deceived by his outward calm."

"In my opinion, the suspicion of his involvement in the case has not only not been dismissed but has become even more apparent."

"Especially when Wan read out the names of the five victims one by one, although he verbally denied it firmly, there was a momentary flicker and avoidance in his eyes, a subconscious reaction that is difficult to control when lying."

Having said this, Jiang An didn’t hesitate any longer. He turned swiftly and walked briskly towards the interrogation room door.

"Wan, you two come out and take a break. Let Zhang and I take over."

Jiang An slowly sat down opposite Chen Guan, looking at him with a calm gaze and began to speak: "Chen Guan, I’d like to know, roughly when did your wife start working in the massage therapy industry?"

Hearing this question, Chen Guan slightly furrowed his brow. After pondering for a moment, he replied, "It’s been about... twenty years or so."

"Why ask about this all of a sudden?"

"No particular reason,"

Jiang An’s tone remained calm, "Just speaking from the perspective of a man, seeing your wife working in that environment, supporting the family with that, doesn’t it make you feel uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable?"

Chen Guan tugged at the corner of his mouth. "What’s there to feel uncomfortable about?"

"I just told Officer Liu earlier, she can give me more than ten thousand each month, isn’t it nice to live off that?"

"Hehe,"

Jiang An chuckled softly, "Nice, indeed, it’s nice."

"That figure of over ten thousand is almost twice as much as my salary."

"It seems your wife’s income is indeed quite considerable. So all these years, have you ever gone out to work yourself?"

"No,"

Chen Guan responded bluntly, "Always relied on my wife, relied on my wife, still relying on my wife."

"I suspect you’ve experienced quite a bit of internal struggle, haven’t you?"

"Struggle?"

Chen Guan suddenly raised his voice, "What’s there to struggle with? Isn’t having money enough? Haha!"

"Is having money really enough?"

Jiang An’s gaze gradually became sharper, "I’m afraid things aren’t that simple."

"Any man, when his wife is engaged in that industry, having to be with other men..."

"You should understand what I mean. Even if you’ve never seen it with your own eyes, can you really completely stop imagining those images?"

Jiang An spoke these words with a particularly directness, and his tone took on an increasingly serious nature.

Opposite him, Chen Guan suddenly stiffened, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his voice suddenly lowering.

"It’s not as serious as you say... As long as there’s money, I can ignore all of this."

"Do you truly not care inside?"

Jiang An pressed further, "I think not."

"You just have to accept the fact that your wife is in this industry."

"In fact, I suspect that her initial choice of this industry was entirely forced."

"Forced?"

Chen Guan suddenly looked up, "Who forced her?"

"Loan sharks!"

Jiang An articulated each word, "Because you racked up huge debts, your wife had to resort to this way to earn enough money to repay the principal and interest, am I right?"

"No, it’s not like that!"

Chen Guan’s voice started to tremble, "It was voluntary on her part, I never forced her, never!"

Jiang An’s tone remained steady, "Furthermore, from what I understand, back then you were probably often chased by loan sharks for debts?"

"Although I don’t know exactly where your hometown is, given the current situation, your wife earns so much, yet you live in such a remote and impoverished house, it’s really abnormal."

"Where did all your money go?"

He paused slightly, his gaze as sharp as a blade fixed on Chen Guan, "I highly suspect you have a gambling addiction and often lose money."

"Your wife’s involvement in this industry is merely cleaning up your mess, helping you pay off gambling debts."

Hearing these words, across from him, Chen Guan was instantly agitated, his whole being jerked as if set ablaze like a barrel of gunpowder.

His eyes suddenly widened, bloodshot streaks covering the whites, his pupils flaring with a mixture of pain and rage.

Those tightly clenched fists bulged with veins and trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Even his ears quickly turned red at a visible rate, the redness spreading from the earlobes to the neck, as if scorched by internal shame and fury.

"Stop saying it!"

He almost shouted to interrupt, his voice hoarse and torn by agitation.

"What are you saying?"

"Do you... do you think I feel fine inside?"

He suddenly pounded his chest, emitting a dull thud, "Letting my wife be... be toyed with by others, just for a few measly bucks!"

"Damn it, I’m a man who stands up to the sky and earth too!"

"I also have blood and guts! Every night when I close my eyes, those images gnaw at my insides like vipers!"

He gasped heavily, his eyes reddened, his voice suddenly sinking, carrying a trace of choking, "But what can I do? The debt I owe isn’t a small amount, it’s a demon king debt that can drive someone to despair!"

"Aside from this path, what other choice do I have? Am I really to just sit and watch those loan shark bastards dismember me and throw my body to the wild dogs in the wilderness?"

Jiang An calmly watched this outburst of emotion, his gaze intensely capturing Chen Guan’s every subtle change in expression.