Before leaving, Zheng Libing said he would gather footage of the individuals' daily gaits as soon as possible and would return to have Yan Feifan identify them.
After the police officer left, Yan Feifan quickly opened the thin envelope and took out a cashier's check.
The first digit was a 1, followed by five zeros.
One hundred thousand!
Yan Feifan was quite satisfied with this number.
It was a windfall, after all.
Recently, Yan Feifan had clearly noticed a change in his sister. Perhaps it was because the pressure was off, or maybe it was a rebound from being too suppressed before. Her desire to spend was growing, and her spending habits were becoming more upscale.
'With this extra one hundred thousand in income, plus our family's savings,' Yan Feifan thought, 'we most likely won't have any financial trouble for the next year or two.'
'As for what happens after a year or two... my sister should be married by then, right?'
Yan Feifan suddenly noticed Mr. Wang watching him with a wide smile. He hurriedly put the check away and said with a straight face, "Mr. Wang, shall we continue with your lecture?"
Wang Chuan smiled and said, "It's twenty minutes to nine. Let's call it a day."
"Oh, by the way, Yanyan has invited your sister and Xiaoyu to Phoenix Tail Mountain again."
"I have to pick them up and take them home in a bit."
Yan Feifan let out a soft "Oh" and handed the envelope over.
"Mr. Wang, could you please give this check to my sister then? She handles all our family's finances."
He then changed the subject. "Mr. Wang, I'm planning to have Yu Suye join the pro-bono plastic surgery project for the orphanage children."
"The surgical fees will be paid from those two charitable donations..."
Yan Feifan explained his idea, adding, "Once Mr. Xiao reports on it, we might receive more donations, allowing the project to continue indefinitely."
Wang Chuan grunted in acknowledgment. "You can decide for yourself how to use that charitable donation."
"But just to keep the project going?"
Wang Chuan sighed. "Feifan, to be honest, if I got involved and reached out to a few big bosses and a few big celebrities, I could easily raise several million, maybe even tens of millions."
"However..."
After a pause, Wang Chuan said quietly, "The more alms you give, the more beggars you attract."
"And the orphanage might not appreciate this kind of high-profile publicity..."
"Really?" Yan Feifan didn't quite understand.
Wang Chuan didn't explain, only saying vaguely, "Feifan, you don't need to know the reasons why."
"Just follow your heart and do what you think is right..."
Zheng Libing's next invitation came quite quickly.
Around four in the afternoon, Yan Feifan was brought to an office in the district's criminal investigation department to watch several video clips on a computer screen.
Yan Feifan noticed that the face of the man in the first video was pixelated.
"Mr. Yan, you saw their headshots this morning. By covering their faces, we don't have to worry about their appearance influencing your judgment."
Yan Feifan thought Zheng Libing's explanation made some sense, so he continued watching the videos one by one.
As he watched, he carefully compared their gaits to the one he had seen in the video that morning.
A few seconds after the fifth video started playing, Yan Feifan blurted out, "That's him!"
Zheng Libing asked doubtfully, "Mr. Yan, are you sure?"
Although annoyed by the other man's distrust, Yan Feifan patiently explained, "Mr. Zheng, I know we have to be careful with something like this. We can't wrong an innocent person."
"But please, trust my professional expertise. This is absolutely the guy from this morning's video."
Zheng Libing looked at the man in the paused video, hesitated, and said, "Mr. Yan, it's not that I don't trust your expertise."
"To be frank, we added videos of several other people to this set to act as confounders."
"And this man is one of them."
"This person... had already been cleared of suspicion in our preliminary investigation."
Yan Feifan stood up, clearly displeased. "After all that, you still don't trust my professional judgment."
"Why don't you question whether your own preliminary investigation was flawed or if you were misled?"
At this, Yan Feifan proposed, "How about this, Mr. Zheng? Go film some of your colleagues walking, and let's see if I can identify each and every one of them."
Zheng Libing slowly nodded. "That is indeed a good suggestion."
He then apologized with a smile. "Mr. Yan, it's not that we don't believe you. But with a skill like yours, we need to see it to believe it."
Yan Feifan said impatiently, "Mr. Zheng, I understand your concerns. You put more faith in so-called technical analysis and verification."
"Hurry up and film the test videos. My time is valuable too..."
After Zheng Libing left, Yan Feifan waited boredly in the office for over ten minutes before a female officer in her twenties pushed the door open and came in.
"Mr. Yan, one of our colleagues isn't feeling well. Could you take a look at her?"