PFC Chapter 157 Exam
Chapter 157 Exam
"What do you know about his brother?"
“Officer, we are just Mr. Sang’s partners, and our knowledge is indeed limited. Mr. Sang once submitted an essay to our resort’s writing contest, and after winning the award, he initially said he would bring his entire family to Anwar, but in the end, only three people went. When I asked him about it, Mr. Sang said it was because his younger brother suddenly fell ill and couldn’t come. I then asked him what illness his brother had, but Mr. Sang seemed reluctant to say. After all, it’s a family matter, so I didn’t press him further.”
"What do you have to say about your brother?"
"Originally, I won an award for my article and wanted to take my family to the resort. But my younger brother suddenly showed early symptoms of atrial fibrillation. We couldn't refuse the business invitation, nor could we leave him alone at home. Because we were afraid he would sneak out on his own, we locked him up. Officer, it's all a misunderstanding!"
The questioning by both sides is in full swing.
Sang Wenhuai eventually found a compromise.
However, having his attention completely diverted by Feng Shuyuan, he had forgotten that they were not the only ones being questioned.
The "victims" also need to be questioned!
Why were you locked up by your family?
"Because they want to steal my work."
Sang Wenjun's eyes, hidden by her long hair, flashed with an intense hatred that belied her age.
At this point, he was no longer the boy who stammered when he spoke.
He took this matter more seriously than anyone else.
“My work won an award, and when my family found out, they forced me to take them with me. I agreed. But then they suddenly changed their minds and wanted my brother to accept the honor in my place. I disagreed, and they locked me up.”
The police officer who was questioning him was taken aback:
Is it an essay contest held by a resort?
Sang Wenjun was taken aback by the police's question:
"How do you know?"
The police officer's expression was also complicated:
"Because the resort owner personally brought your brother back, he has now been detained for questioning as well."
Upon hearing these words, Sang Wenjun seemed to lose all her strength and slumped onto the stool.
"Still not working? Is he even going to take all my things away?"
he murmured.
In his mind, Feng Shuyuan's willingness to send his family back proved that they had reached an agreement.
Then I really have no chance to turn things around.
After a brief questioning session, the police gathered the statements from all parties and found some inconsistencies.
It is a testimony concerning Feng Shuyuan.
"During your time together, did you feel anything strange or unnatural?"
"To be honest, I find it a bit strange that when I discuss some details about the work with Mr. Sang, his answers are always hesitant and vague."
Feng Shuyuan rested his chin on his hand and said with some melancholy:
"Presumably, he was too worried about his younger brother, which is why he couldn't remember many things he wrote in his works."
Without Feng Shuyuan's words, and given that Sang Wenjun had already been confirmed to have no heart condition, the police might have treated this matter as a typical family dispute.
But once these words were spoken, the matter transformed from a family conflict into a potential scam.
Feng Shuyuan and Sang Wenjun had never met before, so it was impossible for Feng Shuyuan to speak up for Sang Wenjun.
After much investigation, the police finally decided that a conclusion needed to be reached regarding the case of the person who accepted the award on behalf of another.
They are a family, sharing everything from food and clothing to daily necessities, so it's really difficult to distinguish which one is the real author.
So the police told Feng Shuyuan about it.
"What? You're saying that the younger brother claims he's the real author?"
Feng Shuyuan was quite surprised to hear what the young auxiliary police officer in front of him said.
"Yes, so I wanted to ask if you have any methods to identify them?"
The police were somewhat confused.
They're good at on-site authentication, but they're really not that good at authenticating articles.
"Alright, I'll give you a set of questions. Since they wrote the articles themselves, these questions shouldn't be too difficult to answer."
After pretending to ponder for a long time, Feng Shuyuan gave this answer.
"No problem, thank you for your trouble."
The young auxiliary police officer was very grateful. However, after thinking for a moment, he added:
"By the way, if possible, don't ask the questions you asked your brother before, to keep things fair."
Feng Shuyuan was both amused and exasperated by what the junior auxiliary police officer said.
However, this was exactly what she wanted.
After a brief exchange, Feng Shuyuan was certain that Sang Wenhuai had almost no knowledge of Anwar's history.
Maintaining fairness?
That's a joke; Sang Wenhuai shouldn't even think about answering a few questions.
An hour later, Feng Shuyuan called for the junior auxiliary police officer.
"I think what you just said makes sense. I'm sure you two are already very familiar with the content of the article."
"Therefore, what I'm offering is a relatively in-depth analysis of this article."
"They wrote articles about Anwar, so I tested them on the background knowledge necessary to write such articles."
A junior auxiliary police officer came in midway through, trying to see the original text of the essay contest. Feng Shuyuan didn't object and simply handed it over, telling them to keep it a secret.
Therefore, the auxiliary police officer who came in to get the question had bloodshot eyes:
"Thank you for your trouble."
Seeing the young auxiliary police officer's tearful expression, Feng Shuyuan smiled.
"It's okay, I'm also looking forward to this result."
……
When Sang Wenjun saw this set of exam papers, his eyes immediately lit up with life.
This set of test papers is of a very high standard; it tests almost every detail of the background information he used.
Maybe I really still have a chance!
Unlike him, Sang Wenhuai broke out in a cold sweat the moment he saw the exam paper.
What kind of questions are these?
Question 1: What is the difference between a prince and a crown prince?
Does anyone know what the difference is?
Sang Wenhuai tried hard to recall the places in the article where the prince and crown prince had appeared.
The eldest prince is the elder brother, and the crown prince is the younger brother.
So, does "Crown Prince" mean "Second Prince"?
But why isn't the Crown Prince called the Second Prince, and why is he still called the Crown Prince to distinguish them?
The second question: Is the Prime Minister a civil or military official? What are his/her specific duties? What is his/her official rank?
No, let's not even talk about what a prime minister is, what are civil officials and military officials?
When the police came in to collect the case files, they seemed to already know the outcome based on the two men's behavior.
The young policeman who came in glared fiercely at Sang Wenhuai, who was suspected of impersonating someone else.
They had just circulated the article. Although they didn't quite understand it, the sadness it evoked remained in their hearts.
Such a good article was almost impersonated; even if it was written by the brother, it is unforgivable!