Shocking! The young educated youth had just arrived and was already clashing with spies.

Chapter 729 It's true what they say: you can know a person's face but not their heart!

Lu Jianshe practically made it clear that Huo Baohua's words were unreliable, and the guards naturally understood.

He scratched his head. Didn't the leader feel embarrassed? How could he be so self-righteous about his own child plagiarizing?

Moreover, since this matter was not resolved privately but was exposed, most people would choose to avoid talking about it for the sake of face. However, the leader used this matter to infer whether Huo Baohua had given false testimony.

...Isn't he being a bit too inconsiderate?

Of course, the guard's thoughts were just that—thoughts—even though he had already realized that his leader's original intention in investigating the truth had changed.

"Sir, shall we... interrogate Huo Baohua?"

Lu Jianshe seemed oblivious to the guard's awkwardness, and after a moment's thought, shook his head. "No need for now. I'll try to talk to him myself when I have the chance. By the way, what about the comparison of the clothes?"

"...No, there's nothing at all." The guard himself seemed unsure of himself.

“Nothing…?!” Lu Jianshe felt a lump in his throat, and that sense of defeat surged into his heart again.

The guard nodded emphatically, "It's not just Yang Zheng, but Chu Yunting too. All the clothes they were wearing when they were admitted to the hospital, including their shoes, were gone. The hospital didn't know about it; it wasn't handled by them."

Sure enough!

Lu Jianshe couldn't describe how he felt. He was definitely frustrated, but it also fueled his competitive spirit. He refused to believe that he couldn't turn the tide in one round!

"Have you looked for anyone at the hospital who saw them handling the clothes?"

For example, Chu Xin.

Take Zhou Yichen for example.

"No, no one saw it." The guards weren't as bold as Lu Jianshe in investigating the two men.

Those are no ordinary people. With his abilities, it would be good enough if he could just keep a close watch from a distance without being discovered. To even think about investigating is like an old man hanging himself—courting death.

Now that things had come to this, Lu Jianshe didn't know what to say and sat there lost in thought.

After a long while, he came to his senses, dismissed the guard, and said, "Alright, you can go back to your work now."

Before the guards could move, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open forcefully, and Madam Lu rushed in, panting heavily. She looked at Lu Jianshe with a pale face and her lips trembling.

dong dong dong.

Lu Jianshe's heart suddenly started racing for no apparent reason, and a bad premonition quickly gripped him. He asked urgently, "What...?"

Before he could finish his question, his gaze shifted downwards and he abruptly stopped when he saw what she was holding in her hand. His voice trembled as he asked, "What is this?!"

The guard also saw the object; the glaring dark red color on it was clearly blood. He quickly went over, picked it up, and examined it closely before looking at Lu Jianshe in shock.

Lu Jianshe's heart pounded faster and faster as he looked at the dirty clothes, a certain possibility already forming in his mind.

The thing he had been hoping for finally came to fruition, but in the end, someone slapped him in the face!

The guards were also utterly shocked.

He felt that his leader was not magnanimous enough and loved to make unfounded assumptions about people. But right now, there was a clear scene of someone opposing the leader, which just proved that the leader was always right.

This is too cruel. It's like killing someone by destroying their spirit. They know what they're investigating, yet they still choose to present it in this way.

This is a provocation, an absolutely blatant provocation.

Even if they knew whose blood-stained clothes they were, what good would it do to confront Yang Zheng with them right now?

To prove that the clothes belong to him, he would have to endlessly search for evidence.

This kind of vicious cycle of suffering is infuriating.

Was Captain Zhou really that treacherous and cunning?

You can know a person's face but not their heart!