Wang Chuan was taken aback, stopped, and looked back.
"Why can’t I leave?"
Tang Yanqing gave a signal, and Jia Tianzi and Guan Liang quietly stepped forward from both sides, restraining Wang Chuan.
Tang Yanqing walked down the corridor towards Wang Chuan step by step, weighing the deposition in his hand: "You just asked why you drew a clown on Rosa’s windshield... A person’s motive for wrongdoing is only buried in their own heart. You think we can’t see through your heart, so naturally, we can’t find your motive. You think you’ve won."
"But you’re wrong. I’ve already seen through your heart. I know your motive for the cri—Wang Chuan, the reason you did this is because you have a deep desire for Rosa in your heart!"
Wang Chuan’s face suddenly changed, yet he looked defiant.
"Ha, a joke. Where do you see any desire I have for Rosa? Who can prove it? I, Wang Chuan, have never done anything inappropriate to Rosa at the auto repair shop, and all my coworkers can testify to this!"
"Your coworkers may be deceived by the facade you’ve put up, but your handwriting has revealed the secret within you!"
Tang Yanqing took long strides and lazily walked up to Wang Chuan, pointing to a signature he had just made.
"This string of letters is all sharp-edged, except for one letter. It’s the ’w’ in your surna ’Wang.’ Your handwritten ’w’ is smooth and rounded, which clearly doesn’t match your objective writing style, but reflects your subjective emotional changes."
Tang Yanqing showed the signature to the officers who had gathered around, "Look at the shape of this ’w’; what does it remind you of?"
The officer blushed slightly, "It looks like a P buttocks. And a sexy woman’s buttocks."
Tang Yanqing snapped his fingers, "Bingo! Exactly!"
He stood face-to-face with Wang Chuan, toe to toe, "Wang Chuan, this ’w’ reveals your desire for won, especially sexy won. Unfortunately, you’re a reserved tech guy, always focused on academics since childhood, like any other Chinese family. Academics above everything else; when you entered university hoping to learn socializing, you suddenly realized you didn’t know how to interact with people."
"Especially since C University is a technical university, there are not many girls among your classmates, and even fewer Chinese girls; and even the few around are just as reserved, unable to help you talk and interact with them."
"But this limitation did not reduce your desire for won; instead, it made your longing even stronger. Later, you graduated. You thought you could find a great job with your excellent university grades. Unfortunately, your soft skill limitations once again held you back, so you didn’t enter a regular company but ended up in an auto repair shop as a worker... A position like this is simply a degradation in the traditional Chinese perspective, a complete denial of all your previous academic achievents."
"At this ti, your desire for won intertwined with the pain of your bruised self-esteem. You didn’t want to succumb to such reality, so you dressed neatly every day for work, even ironing your uniforms without a single oil stain or spot, wanting to tell yourself and everyone else that you’re different from those workers."
"No matter how much you created such a delusion for yourself, to clients, you were still just a worker in an auto repair shop, no different from others. You could tolerate male clients looking down on you, but not female clients, especially those beautiful and sexy, matching your desires—like Rosa."
"Rosa is very beautiful, assertive, and knows how to showcase her femininity in front of n..." Tang Yanqing couldn’t help but hum lightly. That ti, after a car accident, Rosa realized it was him, soone like him, who hit her car, and unconsciously fiddled with her hair in front of him. That was a too obvious body language, an invitation for admiration from the opposite sex."
"She might have unintentionally given you the wrong signal, like deliberately flicking her hair in front of you, or speaking softly, or letting you see the beauty of her curves. So you thought she was encouraging you to make a move. But when you tried, you were imdiately mocked or scorned by her. Thus, you harbored hatred against her, including your wounded pride and unfulfilled desire for won over the years."
"Revenge was your instinctual thought; you wanted to shatter the pride on her face this way. And you knew she was once taken by a clown; you thought she feared clowns the most. So you took advantage of fixing her car and reapplying the sun film, using your physics knowledge and painting skills, drawing a clown’s smiling face on her windshield."
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Wang Chuan had a face full of disbelief, roaring beast-like at Tang Yanqing: "How do you know? Who told you?!"
Tang Yanqing shook his head, and Jia Tianzi personally led two officers to escort Wang Chuan away.
Guan Liang also seed a bit lost, walked over to Tang Yanqing and whispered, "Amazing. Just from a signature, you could see through his entire inner world."
Tang Yanqing raised his eyebrows and gestured his chin towards Guan Liang, "Want to test it out? How about I give you a topic, and you write so Chinese characters, then I can reveal your mind."
Guan Liang squinted his eyes, "What do you want to write? My own na?"
Tang Yanqing shrugged with a half-smile, "Where’s the fun in always playing the sa ga? This ti, let’s switch it up. You don’t write your na, write mine instead."
Guan Liang was taken aback, "Write your na?"
Just then, Tang Yan Yi walked in from outside, and Guan Liang instinctively turned to look, his face involuntarily turning a bit red.
Shi Nian, who had been observing for a while, saw the situation and walked forward with a smile, pulling Guan Liang: "Mr. Guan, don’t fall for it, Mr. Tang is tricking you. If you really write it, then you’ve lost."
Guan Liang still couldn’t quite figure it out, while Tang Yanqing turned to Shi Nian with a huff, "He’s eager himself, and you’re holding him back? It’s really no fun."
Tang Yanyi had already found Shi Nian’s sudden reappearance at the police station sowhat annoying, and upon seeing Guan Liang in this state, she quietly asked the onlooking officer. The officer relayed Tang Yanqing’s words, and Tang Yanyi imdiately understood, her face reddening with anger as she coldly glared at Tang Yanqing, "Little brother! Can you be any more boring?!"
Tang Yanyi tossed her head and walked off, leaving Guan Liang’s gaze to follow her from afar. Tang Yanqing then coughed with his head down, prompting Guan Liang to turn back, his face reddening completely.
He quickly changed the subject, "There’s one thing I didn’t quite understand earlier—why did Mr. Tang say that Wang Chuan already knew that Rosa had been taken away by the clown?"
Tang Yanqing tilted her head, glanced at Shi Nian, and flashed a bright smile, waving the note Shi Nian had given her in front of Guan Liang.
"Because Wang Chuan’s surna is Wang~"
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Shi Nian finally relaxed and smiled, knowing she might have helped; even if Tang Yanqing might have figured it out on her own, at least it proved her thinking wasn’t too far behind his.
At least, stronger than Guan Liang.
Guan Liang was still dumbfounded, "Wang Chuan’s surna is Wang, isn’t that obvious? But what’s that got to do with him knowing the clown’s past?"
Tang Yanyi couldn’t stand it anymore and stepped forward, glaring at Guan Liang coldly, "With your mory, how could you forget that you were the one who retrieved the information on Rosa in the small town back then! The Luo Family’s neighbors, have you forgotten their surna?"
Suddenly enlightened, Guan Liang slapped his forehead, "I rember now—it was said the person helping to take care was the neighbor Mrs. Wang. Mrs. Wang, that proves the family surna is Wang!"
With one doubt cleared, Guan Liang imdiately had an epiphany, standing there as successive insights struck him.
"So, Wang Chuan is Mrs. Wang’s son? That’s why he knows about Rosa’s past?"
"That ans he must have known Rosa for a long ti, whereas Rosa might not have recognized him. After all, Rosa moved away later and went through three years of psychological therapy, so she doesn’t rember the introverted little boy next door..."
"So when did Wang Chuan’s desire for Rosa start? Was it sothing that developed after their chance eting at the repair shop, or perhaps it was a childhood sweetheart story, only the boy had feelings while the girl did not?"
"... Also, since it was Mrs. Wang who took care of Rosa back then, could Mrs. Wang herself be a suspect—possibly knowing the clown earlier and colluding with him? That’s why the clown knew about Rosa’s parents missing the play, and why the police found no clues after the incident..."
Guan Liang, like a gourd with its stopper removed, spilled out a stream of conjectures. Tang Yanqing rely tilted her head and smiled at Shi Nian, and the two exchanged a glance before turning to head to Guan Liang’s computer room, leaving Guan Liang to continue his muttering.
It wasn’t that Guan Liang’s conjectures were unreasonable; on the contrary, his conjectures were very reasonable.
The reason the two didn’t stay to listen was because they had thought of these things long ago, so the most important thing now was to quickly check the clues on the computer.
The computer room was silent, with no main lights on, only the soft glow of nine display screens.
Tang Yanqing closed the door tightly and clicked the lock into place.
Shi Nian paused, turning her head to look over.
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[A small note: Shi Nian is not the naive heroine of a romance novel; she is the protagonist of a detective story. She is the daughter of a police officer, a reporter dedicated to finding the truth, and a woman with a talent for behavioral analysis, so her words and actions have her own intentions~ See you tomorrow.]
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