Chapter 27

Gao Jichang was released. Everyone in Team 2 was very angry, but there was nothing they could do.

Chen Pu was called into Ding Guoqiang's office. The scolding could be heard through the door. Everyone in the second team felt bad. Li Qingyao also sat there, holding the mouse, without moving it for a long time.

"Wrong arrest?" Ding Guoqiang slapped the armrest of his chair. "I was under so much pressure to ask you to go to No. 29 Middle School to arrest someone and overturn the case, but now you tell me that the arrest is wrong and we don't even know who the murderer is? Chen Pu, are you deliberately making things difficult for me because you think I've been having a good time lately?"

Chen Pu said calmly, "Master, please forgive me for being blunt. We have done everything right. It would be the same if you were the one to check."

Ding Guoqiang paused. It was true that Chen Pu had reported every move before, and he agreed. He also thought that Gao Jichang was definitely the murderer. Ding Guoqiang blushed and shouted, "What are you going to do next?"

I have to say that with the passing of each year, Lao Ding, the last disciple, becomes more and more calm and steady, and even when faced with such a big setback, he remains as steady as an old dog.

Chen Pu said: "First, continue to investigate Gao Jichang's relationship with those female students and look for evidence to convict him. I will not let him go. Second, give the second team half a day off to adjust and start over tomorrow."

Ding Guoqiang said "hmm" and then said, "Prepare a copy of all the existing Gao Jichang case materials for me."

Chen Pu: "What are you going to do?"

Ding Guoqiang said angrily: "Your master still has some connections. This information is enough. This time, even my father-in-law can't protect him. There is no way to put him in jail now. I will kill him first!"

Chen Pu laughed: "As they say, old ginger is still spicy!"

Ding Guoqiang waved his hand with a look of deep respect, and asked, "What do you think of Li Qingyao?"

Chen Pu thought for a moment and replied, "In some ways, he is quite like his brother."

There are some aspects that he finds difficult to talk about.

Like Li Jincheng? This is a high evaluation. Ding Guoqiang nodded with satisfaction and sighed.

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After Chen Pu announced the half-day holiday, Li Qingyao returned home and fell asleep for two hours before being woken up by the alarm clock. She didn't want to sleep too long during the day, lest she couldn't sleep at night.

She looked at the time. It was only 4 p.m. As soon as she arrived at the second team, she plunged into the case. Now that she had half a day off, she really didn't know what to do.

Li Qingyao thought he was a patient person, but now he couldn't help but feel irritated. The Liu Huaixin case was like a fish bone stuck in one's throat.

Li Qingyao decided to find something to do. Looking around, she saw nothing but a cold stove and no home atmosphere. This was not good. She defined her life as an elegant single woman with rich taste and elements.

The elegant woman Li Qingyao decided to go to the market to kill a chicken and make soup to nourish her brain.

Not long after, she came back with a bag of chopped, bloody chicken nuggets. She skillfully cooked them on low heat and started mopping the floor and wiping the table.

In the past, Li Qingyao never did housework at home, her parents took care of it. Sometimes her parents wanted her to wash the dishes on a whim, but Li Jincheng was not happy: "She is still young, and she can't clean it well, let me do it." Later, Li Jincheng got into trouble, and she left home to go to college. Suddenly, she learned everything without a teacher. Her bed was the neatest and cleanest in the dormitory, and she mopped the floor the most and worked hard without complaint. She even used banned electrical appliances to make soup for her roommates. After graduation, she joined the provincial department. Except for going home once every one or two weeks, she lived alone in a rented house. The house was always tidy and spotless.

Just like Li Jincheng who loved cleanliness by nature, Li Qingyao heard him talk about how he washed clothes for Chen Pu when he was in the police academy. Because Chen Pu just threw the clothes into the water a few times when washing them, and even wanted to secretly send the clothes home for the nanny to wash. His brother felt that he was dragging down the speed of getting a clean and civilized dormitory, so he took over himself.

Just like this, she was leisurely thinking about the past. When Li Qingyao finished cleaning, the chicken soup was ready. She opened the lid and the rich aroma filled her nose - Li Qingyao learned all the skills of her father in making chicken soup.

Li Qingyao only stewed half a chicken and kept the other half in the freezer. But looking at the half-pot of chicken soup, she realized that she couldn't finish it in one meal, and she would definitely have to eat lunch and dinner at the bureau tomorrow.

But why should we worry about this? Isn't there a good-for-nothing living in the building opposite?
Li Qingyao walked to the window and looked out. It was already 6 o'clock and dusk was falling. Chen Pu's family had turned on the lights and it seemed that they had woken up too.

She took out her cell phone and was about to send a text message, but then put it down again.

What if he finds an excuse to refuse? Look how shy he is.

Sending text messages is passive, so you can’t send them.

Li Qingyao hummed a song, took a thermos bucket filled with most of the chicken and half of the soup, and staggered towards the other side.

Chen Pu had just finished a shower, put on a black cotton T-shirt and loose grey home pants, and was sitting on the sofa holding his phone, ordering takeout. When the doorbell rang, he went to open the door in his black sandals, and was stunned when he saw Li Qingyao: "What are you doing here?"

Li Qingyao's character at this time was the snail girl. She raised the thermos bucket and said sincerely, "I was worried that you were exhausted these days, so I made chicken soup for you."

Chen Pu almost blurted out "Are you sick?", but he held it back and looked at her warily.

Li Qingyao tilted his head cutely: "Would you like me to come in and sit down?"

Chen Pu resigned himself to his fate and made way for her, watching her enter the house.

Li Qingyao put the thermos on the coffee table and said, "Use a bowl to hold the chicken soup. Oh, and clean the thermos, or the oil will be hard to clean when it gets cold."

Chen Pu sighed in his heart and took the thermos to the kitchen. As soon as he opened the lid, a rich aroma wafted into his nose. Chen Pu thought that one cannot judge a person by his appearance, she could actually go into the kitchen.

He came out of the kitchen carrying the washed thermos bucket and saw Li Qingyao leaning on his single sofa, patting the armrests with his hands, looking left and right, looking very leisurely.

Chen Pu: “Thank you.”

"Chen Pu, do you think it is possible that Liu Huaixin committed suicide and put the blame on Gao Jichang because he knew that he couldn't convict Gao?"

Chen Pu shook his head, "It's irrational. First, according to the confessions of Gao and others, Liu Huaixin did not do anything to let Zhang Xiyu down. It is unreasonable to sacrifice his own life to redeem the girls. And doing so does not guarantee that Gao Jichang will be convicted. No one would do that. Second, we have already inferred that he wanted to record Gao's confession. It is unreasonable to commit suicide before he did that. Third, he also made an appointment with Zhang Liangwei, so there would be two suspects for his death. So, he definitely did not commit suicide."

Li Qingyao nodded and said, "I understand." She stood up. She was wearing a white high-waisted short jacket and wide-leg jeans. She looked very tall and had long legs. Chen Pu subconsciously took a half step back.

Li Qingyao smiled softly: "Won't you take me to visit your home, Chen Pu?"