Zhu Yanyi sighed. "I still don't like this kind of life."
Yan Aohan rubbed Zhu Yanyi’s head. "Just consider it growing up early."
Zhu Yanyi glanced at Yan Aohan. "Easy for you to say." She rolled her eyes. "Brother Yan, how was the incident in the Magic Capital finally handled?"
"What could be done? The person you provided was indeed a Japanese national. She had indeed worn a Chinese skin. The investigation is still ongoing. We don't know how many others have changed their identities to come here." Yan Aohan frowned slightly. In fact, the situation was still within her control. She frowned because if things escalated later, she would likely need Zhu Yanyi’s help.
Zhu Yanyi tilted her head. "In the future, Japan is a country with plastic surgery skills not inferior to South Korea. If someone wanted to impersonate, they would just get surgery. They wouldn't use human skin like this now." She paused. "They wanted Wang Meihua’s skin. Do they want to impersonate a military family member?"
Yan Aohan smiled lightly. "Yes. Luo Wen is only a lieutenant now, but he will become a major by year-end. He is one of the promising young military officers with a bright future. Using his wife’s identity, they can naturally gain access to certain things."
"But blood type is very important," Zhu Yanyi said, still confused.
"Yes, that’s why Wang Meihua was unlucky. Her identity was exactly what those Japanese people wanted. Coincidentally, her blood type matched."
"There was also the person who poisoned her," Zhu Yanyi thought suddenly. "Could it be Luo Wen’s old leader?"
"Almost." Yan Aohan smiled slightly. "It wasn’t direct, but related. It was the old leader’s granddaughter. She had a crush on Luo Wen. Knowing she had a wife, she wanted to break them up. The Japanese people were looking for targets. By coincidence, they met this granddaughter. She was manipulated. She got poison from those Japanese people. She then bribed Wang Meihua’s close friend to give her small doses of poison every day. Wang Meihua was killed this way."
"Poor Wang Meihua. Poor Luo Wen." Zhu Yanyi shook her head, looking regretful.
Yan Aohan chuckled. "It is a pitiful couple. But pitiful people often have hateful traits. Let’s not talk about Wang Meihua. Just look at Luo Wen. If she hadn’t trusted her old leader so much, she wouldn’t have visited their home and met the granddaughter. Even if she met her, she should have kept her distance. But she treated her like a sister. her hospitality was like that for family. This naturally gave her false hope, leading to disaster." However, what happened could not be changed. No matter how much one wanted to undo it, it was impossible. People must look forward.
Nothing else happened on the journey. Perhaps because Yan Aohan handled things well, no one bothered them. Two and a half days later, they finally arrived at the Tian City port.
"Want to eat Goubuli buns and big fried dough twists?" As soon as they got off the boat, seeing people help carry luggage to the car, Yan Aohan asked Zhu Yanyi. She hadn’t forgotten how envious Zhu Yanyi looked when she first arrived in the capital and learned that Zhu Shunyao and others had gone to Tian City.
"Can we? Can we?" Zhu Yanyi’s eyes lit up. "Big fried dough twists and Goubuli buns are Tian City specialties. I’ve wanted to eat them for a long time."