A Match Made in Heaven (Huang Yan Ting) Chapter 2 Part1

Chapter 2 Part 1

[T/N: Saw this novel only translated 1 chapter. Someone also commented that he/she hope someone can pick this up. I will give this a try and if the respond is not good, I will drop this.]
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After retiring, Shen Yan Fang stayed at home and, occasionally if she was in a good mood, she would visit Qiao Yin's place to "inspect" her.

Early in the morning, after Qiao Yin was caught off guard by her, Shen Yan Fang opened the door and entered the house, carrying a large bag of freshly bought vegetables. Usually, Shen Yan Fang would need to watch the morning news, so she did not nag at all when she turned on the TV. She sent Qiao Yin to wash the vegetables. Until noon time, when it was time to cook lunch, it's also when the "trial" began.

"Huang Ling was out on a business trip, she couldn't reach you on your phone, so she desperately called me and asked me to come and see you." From the second she walked into the kitchen, Shen Yan Fang couldn't keep her mouth shut. "She didn't say anything. I guessed that you had a problem with Little Zheng! How many times have I told you that a good looking man cannot be used to fill the stomach. Although Little Zheng is not as good looking as your neighbor, Little Xiao, but he's also clean and tidy, and he's also a lecturer in a university. You don't know how suitable he is with you! Why don't you know how to weigh it?"

"Aiya Mom! I told you it wasn't me that wanted to break up. It was Zheng Zi Hao that wanted the break up!" Qiao Yin at the side was helping her cutting the tomato into cubes. Looking at the bright red colour, it brought out the gluttony in her. "He's with his first love. She's also a lecturer at the same place. Their old relationship was rekindled. They have so many years of relationship, and on the internet, they called it true love. My four peaceful years with him can be compared?"

Qiao Yin did not like to share negative feelings with others. Even in front of her mother, Shen Yan Fang, who had been taking care of her since childhood, she was more used to jokingly brush off the negative topic. She's not pretending, but things that could make her feel negative only affect her when she thinks about it. If she had used the negative topic to chat in front of someone, she would have probably become the topic for their chat.

Shen Yan Fang hated the iron could not turn into steel. She raised the pot, shoveling and threatened to hit her, "You think you have a point? Who's the one that is going to break up, ah? The emperor is not anxious but the eunuch is anxious!"

Extending her arm and pretending to duck, Qiao Yin grinned. Her big eyes bent like a crescent-shaped moon, and when she opened her mouth, she talked like dog-leg, "Yes, yes, yes, seeing that the eunuch is anxious, the emperor becomes not anxious anymore. Mom is anxious for me, why should I be anxious? It is still mom that treats me the best." After she coaxed finish, she did not forget to hug Shen Yan Fang's elbow and pretend to be a spoilt brat. However, her brain was thinking of the sweet and sour pork in the pot, showing a face of gluttony. "En... It's so fragrance. Let me have a piece to try first?"

When she heard her talk about food, Shen Yan Fang took the pot and wanted to teach her lesson again, "All you know is eat!"

This time, Qiao Yin did not hide. She grabbed a piece of sweet and sour pork and put it in her mouth. She nodded with a smile, "Mmm~ delicious! Mom, do you want to eat? I will feed you!" After she said it, she grabbed a piece of meat and put it at the side of Shen Yan Fang's mouth. Shen Yan Fang quickly back away, her face full of disfavor, "Take it away, I don't eat something so sweet!"

It was not until the food was served that the "trial" was finally over. Shen Yan Fang sat down at the dining table, sighing, raising her eyebrows and looked at Qiao Yin, "You and Little Zheng really have no hope?" When she saw Qiao Yin raised her head and grinned, she knew it was true. She could only sigh and said, "Ai... if you are not twenty-nine this year, based on your qualities, you could still slowly find a partner."

"Twenty-nine is not old." Qiao Yin bite her chopsticks and looked at the food on the table, thinking of which dish should she eat first. "At the most, I can spend my whole life alone. It is not like I don't have enough money to use. What should I be scared of?"

"You're not old enough to say that." Strangely looking at her, Shen Yan Fang put a sweet and vinegar pork, which was Qiao Yin's favorite, in her bowl. This was also considered her decision for her, "No matter what, the Little Xiao that lived opposite of you really can't. You listen to what Mom says. Mom's saying it for your sake." Then she took a skeptical look at Qiao Yin, "There is really nothing happened between the both of you last night?"

Qiao Yin was eager to bite the meat outside the bone, "Really nothing. Xiao Yang is upright."

"Hmmph! A man and a woman spending the night alone, it's hard to guarantee that he won't think of nasty things." Shen Yan Fang slanted her head, didn't show a care for such a remark. Then she turned and continued her conversation, "However, yes. The police are so tired every day that they don't have the strength to do that kind of thing. Look., if you find him to be your husband, you may not even have a baby."

Almost choked with the meat in her mouth, Qian Yin swallowed it with tears in her eyes."Mom, your logic is amazing."
Meanwhile, Xiao Yang, who had just finished half a box of food, was squatting beside a body at the scene of the murder, carefully observing the wounds on the body. The victim, Zhong Zheng, fifty-two years old, was a judge of the Provincial Intermediate People's Court. The police had not informed the media about the incident, given the unique ident.i.ty of the deceased.

Standing next to Xiao Yang, Yan Cong also squatted down and looked at Zhong Zheng's bloodied body. "In all, there were thirty-six cuts. The fatal wound was the cut on the neck. The killer is obviously abusive, and it is highly likely due to kill in revenge."

Xiao Yang was still looking at the wounds, "The tool used was a spring knife."
"Do you think this case is related to the first three cases?" Frowning, Yan Cong disagreed with what he meant. "The modus operandi was completely different Although the weapons were spring knives, all three victims were killed with one cut on the throat. They have nothing in common except for their profession, and they all do not know each other. It's more like the serial killers randomly choosing their targets." Looking around the house, where no extra clues were left, he put his arms on his knees, "This is different. The killer takes advantage of Zhong Zheng's wife and son's absence to carry out this action. He clearly understands the Zhong family's schedule, and with no evidence left at the scene, the body showed signs of abuse, which should have been planned." "The first three victims were journalists, newspaper editors, and police, all of whom were of a type related to criminal disclosure. The majority of the cases Zhong Zheng is in charge of in the courts are criminal cases, and they also meet the conditions of the killer's target." Xiao Yang's eyes were still looking at the wounds on the dead body. his face did not show any expression. His tone was very calm. "Although he was an elderly man in his fifties, the killer did not take the matter lightly. First killing him and then tortured the body. He did not forget to clean the crime scene. It's impossible to be so meticulous when you first commit murder."

He took a look at the cut wound on Zhong Zheng's neck. He could see that the killer's action was very efficient and neat. "And the four murders in the last two months were all spring knives, and it was too far-fetched to say that it was a coincidence."

"So, the first three murders were practice for the killer?" Falling silent for a few seconds, Yan Cong nodded his head, "It's also logical. The first two victims were women, with more or less traces of defense, mostly because the killer was not well-planned or hesitant. The third victim was a man, but he was cut off without a fight. The killer's technique is becoming sophisticated."

Xiao Yang nodded and continued, "The first three victims were all single-handedly killed, and the killer did not show any personal feelings except for the propensity to choose a career." His expression did not change as he lifted the collar, his sight swiped across the cut wound on the deceased's collarbone. "It was obvious on Zhong Zheng's body."
"Zhong Zheng is his real goal." Yan Cong understood what he meant. He jumped up and took off his gloves. "I told Little Lu to go to Chen Hao Xiang's place to see. His father, Chen Wen, died of a heart attack in prison two months ago. It was when the first victim was discovered." He took out his phone and dialed a number, and then looked at Xiao Yang who was still squatting beside the corpse. "The last time I saw in the newspaper that the case against Chen Wen was tried by Zhong Zheng. Chen Wen was originally wronged, and later he died in prison, Chen Hao Xiang definitely hated Zhong Zheng."
The other party refused to say yes, so Yan Cong walked out of the house with his phone.
After a moment of thinking, Xiao Yang also stood up. He took off his gloves and took out his phone. He found a name he had never contacted before and pressed the dial-up key. The phone was connected soon after, and he was the first to speak before the other person spoke, "Qiao Yin?"