SFTD -Chapter 339 Could it be… you’ve lost weight?

Zhou Hai lost the flying chess tournament, but he flatly refused to honor the bet.

The little loli was furious enough to explode, and Lu Zhengfei was full of gossip curiosity, trying to dig for details—but neither of them said a word.

The next morning, after breakfast, Zhou Hai’s complexion had mostly recovered after several days of Lu’s father’s “food offensive.” His face no longer looked sunken. Just as he was considering whether to go to the center, his phone rang at an inconvenient time.

The little loli and Lu’s parents glanced over, already used to it. Lu Zhengfei quickly gave him an excuse to leave.

“Go ahead and pick it up. You haven’t gone to work for a few days—must be something urgent.”

Zhou Hai nodded, picked up his phone, and saw it was Huang Zhongsheng. A call at this time must mean something important. He answered and walked toward the living room.

“What is it?”

“The case has finished review. If your health allows it, come over.”

Zhou Hai nodded. “Alright.”

After hanging up, the little loli was already standing behind him, holding up his car keys and his bag. Although she was mischievous and a bit of a little devil at times, she was usually quite considerate, which made Zhou Hai unable to dislike her.

He took the keys and bag, pinched her puffed cheeks.

“Alright, stop being mad. I’m just going to look at the verdict.”

The little loli pouted, looking aggrieved.

“I didn’t say I disagreed—but Zhouzhou has to fulfill the bet tonight when he comes back!”

Zhou Hai’s face immediately darkened. All the good impressions he had just built up for her were instantly crossed out. He turned and fled to the car.

The little loli burst out laughing, bending over while covering her mouth. Behind her, Aunt Lu leaned in with gossip-filled curiosity and patted her shoulder.

“Hurry up and tell me—what bet?”

The little loli lifted her chin proudly.

“Hmph! I’d rather die than say!”

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Half an hour later, Zhou Hai was already sitting in Huang Zhongsheng’s office.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xuchao was also there, with his wife sitting beside him, occasionally wiping his sweat.

His arm was wrapped like a rice dumpling, and with no air-conditioning in the office—only a large electric fan swinging back and forth—he was drenched in sweat.

Seeing this couple openly showing affection, Zhou Hai sat two seats away.

Wang Xuchao glanced at him in confusion.

“What’s wrong? Is my body poisonous? You’re sitting so far away?”

Zhou Hai nodded.

“Yes. Showing off affection is the most toxic thing.”

Wang Xuchao froze for a moment.

His wife laughed beside him, and only then did he understand the meaning. Smiling smugly, he didn’t argue and instead leaned back even more comfortably.

“You’ve got quite the sharp tongue already, and now that little loli has influenced you—it’s getting worse.”

Zhou Hai rolled his eyes and ignored him.

At that moment, Xu Biao walked in behind Huang Zhongsheng holding a stack of documents. Seeing Zhou Hai, he quickly sat down next to him.

After carefully inspecting Zhou Hai’s complexion and confirming he was fine, he turned back and stared resentfully at Wang Xuchao.

“For the next month, your couple has to cover me and Hai Zi’s meals. He got so exhausted he fainted because of this case.”

Wang Xuchao kicked Xu Biao’s chair.

“Xu Biao, I take care of Hai Zi as a matter of course—what about you?”

Xu Biao stood up, glaring with his small eyes, spinning in place and gesturing at himself as if to say, “Are you stupid?”

“Can’t you see?”

Everyone looked him over carefully, exchanging glances.

Honestly… they really couldn’t see any change.

Xu Biao’s expression instantly fell. He sighed and sat back down.

Zhou Hai poked him.

“Could it be… you’ve lost weight?”

Xu Biao didn’t move, glanced at him, and treated it as a step down.

He nodded slightly.

“Lost 0.8 kilograms.”

“From the day I was born until now—my first-ever negative weight change—and you people can’t even see it?”

“I’m done talking with you all.”

Wang Xuchao burst out laughing again, kicking the chair lightly.

“Xu Biao, you must be around 200 jin, right? With such a huge base, you expect us to see a 0.8 kg change with our eyes?”

“What are we supposed to be? A weighing scale? A high-precision electronic balance?”

“Should we measure down to grams?”

“You eat 1.8 kg in a single meal and brag about losing 0.8 kg?”

“Are you kidding me?”

Xu Biao shot him a look and ignored him.

Zhou Hai rubbed his nose.

“About 220 jin now?”

Xu Biao looked even more frustrated and poked Zhou Hai.

“Stop announcing numbers. Let them say 200 jin—now I’ve gained another 20 jin in my imagination.”

Huang Zhongsheng glanced at the relaxed group and knocked on the table.

“Alright, can we get back to business?”

“One of you was injured, the other fainted, and you dumped this case on me. This is a case from your West District—am I the one being dragged into this mess?”

“Do I also need to complain here?”

Zhou Hai moved his chair forward and placed his arms on the table.

“The 7.22 case has already been merged with the 4.14 case. It still falls under the investigation team’s scope, so don’t try to pass it off. This is your responsibility.”

Huang Zhongsheng almost choked on his breath.

He glanced at Wang Xuchao for sympathy, but only got a side-eye in return.

“Fine. Let’s look at the interrogation records.”

He waved to a young officer behind him, who turned on a computer and projected the interrogation footage onto the screen.

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Inside the video, Qin Tianhe sat in the interrogation chair, his hands cuffed tightly to the table.

He no longer looked like a successful elite. His hair was messy, his clothes missing buttons, his leg was bandaged, and even his gold-rimmed glasses were crooked.

The interrogation had clearly been going on for some time. The earlier resistance was skipped, and the recording now entered the key part.

Qin Tianhe’s previously restless thumb-twisting stopped. He sighed and began speaking. Huang Zhongsheng did not interrupt, even though his words were somewhat long-winded.

Qin Tianhe and Wang Shouxin were university classmates. Qin came from a wealthy family, generous, good-looking, articulate, and even shared the same name as a character from the game Sword and Fairy, which made him extremely popular with female students.

During his university years, Qin Tianhe was a campus celebrity—from student union to professors’ evaluations, all praise.

Wang Shouxin, on the other hand, was the opposite: poor background, low profile, unremarkable looks, practically invisible. At least before graduation, Qin Tianhe barely even knew him.

But near the end of their internship, a case shocked the entire East South region.

Not because it was particularly unusual or dramatic in substance, but because during the trial, the defendant’s lawyer suddenly fell ill and was sent to the hospital.

The judge intended to adjourn, but Wang Shouxin, acting as assistant, requested to continue the defense—and the defendant agreed.

The trial resumed, and unexpectedly, Wang Shouxin abandoned the original lawyer’s strategy of plea bargaining.

Instead, he launched a full innocence defense, dismantling the entire chain of evidence and leaving the prosecution unable to respond. The court ultimately ruled the defendant not guilty.

The entire school was shaken. Wang Shouxin became famous overnight. In particular, his later focus on financial cases allowed him to establish a firm position in the legal world of East South within just two years.