Chapter 69

After the investigation, it was already dusk. The two of them had a quick meal on the roadside and drove to Yingzhu Mountain as planned, which was the camping base where Xiang Siling and her daughter stayed on the night of the incident.

After the trip to Mingya Lake, Li Qingyao was convinced by Chen Pu. Now, Chen Pu led her to recheck all the possible routes for Xiang Siling to reach the scene, reasonable and unreasonable, what others thought of and what others did not think of. Li Qingyao really had a feeling that if Chen Pu was ruthless, not even a mosquito could fly out of his palm.

Because of such a detailed and thorough investigation, Li Qingyao felt that the chances of Xiang Siling having been to the scene that night, or having personally done something, were very, very small. Even though the eight surveillance results given to Ding Guoqiang had not come out yet, Li Qingyao had a hunch that nothing would be found.

But sometimes, not discovering something is itself a discovery.

So she casually asked, "Do we still need to go to Yingzhu Mountain?"

Chen Pu held the steering wheel with both hands, tapping it with his index finger. His eyes looked cold against the night sky. He replied, "I want to go."

Li Qingyao was a little surprised. He did not answer whether it was necessary or not, but said that he thought. This was a rare thing for Chen Aojiao, who was always logical.

"why?"

"I want to understand Xiang Siling thoroughly, but now I feel like I am still in a fog." Chen Pu said, "My dear disciple, I will teach you a piece of Chenmen experience for free - logic and evidence are important, and they will always be the cornerstone of our investigation. But when you have great doubts about someone in the process of solving a case, and you don't feel comfortable until you figure it out - then don't worry about whether she is the murderer or whether she has the conditions to commit the crime. You have to -"

Chen Pu turned his head and looked at her with a clear and penetrating gaze: "Like the sharpest knife, all criminal investigation methods are your tools. Analyze this target clearly, inside and out, from the past to the present. You must understand all the stories that happened to her. Then in the end, even if she is not the murderer, she will be the protagonist of the truth. You can still solve the case."

Li Qingyao's heart was shaken. She wondered, was this also the intuition of an old detective?
She had always known that Chen Pu was a very proud person. He was a young and promising young man who could handle important tasks on his own. Even in front of his master and the bureau leaders, he was stubborn. He had a high prestige in the second team and his words were his. When Li Qingyao first came, he was crazy for some reason. Didn't he look down on her during that time?

Later, the two gradually became familiar with each other, especially after Chen Pu scolded her last time, the two seemed to have truly become partners who could talk about anything. In front of her, Chen Pu gradually became Chen Xiaopu, letting her do whatever she wanted, without any temper at all.

But now, when he talked about his criminal investigation experience, that kind of cold arrogance seemed to flow from the short black hair beside his ears and settle into his hard bones, making people unconsciously feel awe.

However, even if Li Qingyao gave Chen Pu 99 points in her heart, she could only give him 50 points verbally. If she gave him more, she was afraid that he would be proud, and if she gave him less, she was afraid that he would be discouraged. He definitely couldn't pass the passing line. Chen Xiaopu had such low standards for himself in front of her that he would be proud if he passed the passing line.

So she looked at him sideways: "You have some truth in what you said. However, I have very high requirements for my master. I have to be there whenever I am called, serve tea and water, clean the house, and run errands diligently. I dare not go west when I tell him to go east, work hard, be sensible and obedient - just thinking about it makes me look forward to it. Brother, can you do it? If you can, I will change my mind immediately."

Chen Pu pressed his hand against his mouth, tilted his head to look out the window, and smiled. He was completely convinced that his master had not lied to him. The woman down the mountain was really a tiger, biting wildly with a mouthful of steel teeth.

"I strongly recommend Yan Yong for this glorious position," Chen Pu said seriously.

Li Qingyao sneered and also laughed.

The night was getting darker and darker. The two of them were very tired after running around all day. Li Qingyao yawned and felt sleepy. Chen Pu glanced at her and said, "If you feel sleepy, take a nap."

Li Qingyao said "hmm" and looked at him again. He was looking ahead intently, his eyes were still clear, and he didn't look sleepy, but his eyes were slightly red. She asked him with a kind heart: "How about you? Are you sleepy? If you are, let's pull over and take a nap."

"You go to bed," he said. "I don't need it, or it will be too late there. Do you mind if I play some music to wake you up?"

Of course Li Qingyao didn't mind. Chen Pu played music and automatically connected to the phone's Bluetooth. The first song was the long-lost "I Like You". But this time, Chen Pu didn't interrupt the song. Li Qingyao slowly closed his eyes in the melodious and soothing music.

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When Li Qingyao woke up, he saw the winding mountain road outside the window, the dense forest, and a few stars hanging above his head. The sky in the suburbs was much cleaner than in the city. The night sky was dark blue and everything was quiet.

In the field of vision, there was only one car, driving in the dark mountains. The sound of music was still lingering in his ears, but the volume was much lower than before. Li Qingyao raised his eyes and first saw Chen Pu's strong and thin arms, and then his profile that was always clear and focused. He hummed softly along with the music in a very low voice:

[Like a boat drifting on the sea, I can't even see the Big Dipper.
Who can raise the sail and get away from this black tide?

Angel Angel I hope you are by my side

Angel Angel please hold my hand tightly...】

It’s still a very old song “Angel”.

Li Qingyao had never heard Chen Pu sing, so he just hummed it casually and couldn't tell whether it was good or bad. But Li Qingyao had a very fresh feeling - it turned out that the mature criminal policeman Chen Pu could also be like an ordinary young man, humming love songs while driving silently.

Li Qingyao looked down at his watch: It was almost 9 o'clock.

As soon as she moved, Chen Pu noticed: "Awake?"

Li Qingyao took a nap and recovered fully. He took out a wet towel and wiped his face meticulously. He drank some water and chewed a piece of gum before speaking: "Sure enough, you just like this kind of love-making songs. I can't tell, Xiao Pu, that an old tree is in love."

Chen Pu was slightly startled, and then just smiled.

He was probably tired and had no strength to resist - Li Qingyao pursed his lips, took out a bottle of mineral water from the storage compartment in front of him, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to him.

Chen Pu took it and drank it naturally, then handed it back to her. He looked at her with his warm and cool black eyes before saying, "These weren't the songs I liked to listen to at first."

Li Qingyao:?

"These were the playlists on your brother's phone before he disappeared. I've listened to them over the years and gotten used to them."

Li Qingyao was silent.

I see. My brother has always been a person with rich and delicate emotions. These songs, which are about life and death, are indeed the style that my brother likes.

How many kilometers has Chen Pu driven over the years? Perhaps his journeys were too boring, so he listened to it over and over again for seven years.

Li Qingyao reached out, turned up the music volume, closed his eyes, and listened quietly.

【Angel Angel hopes you are by my side...】

After a while, the two couldn't help but hum along with the music. The two voices overlapped for the first time and surprisingly they were quite harmonious, both so soft and low.

This time, Li Qingyao rarely did not complain about Chen Pu.

Chen Pu felt that the night was extremely cool and the starlight was so gentle. He could even smell the fragrance of the grass and trees outside the window and hear the crisp chirping of cicadas and frogs in the summer night. The two of them didn't say a word, but just sang together all the way, and Li Qingyao was always out of tune. But his heart seemed to be basking in the warm sun in the dark night, feeling relaxed and comfortable like never before. As he sang, he tilted his head and smiled brightly at Li Qingyao. But she rolled her eyes.

Let me talk about the previous chapter about Luo Huaizheng. Several readers pointed out that the current school has very strict management of students. It is impossible for the head teacher to ask Luo to go to Xiang's home to take a look. This is a bug. For this reason, Lao Mo went to a senior high school head teacher of a branch of a key high school in Changsha to confirm. He believes that there is a possibility of this situation. It depends on the school and the person. If it is just the situation set in the text, the school management is not so strict, and Xiang's home is close (walking), it is not a strange situation. I asked him if the management of key middle schools would be stricter. He said that it is not necessarily the case. Some key schools in Xiangcheng have a more open and casual management style. Thanks to these classmates for their suggestions, Lao Mo remembered to verify it again. In fact, writing a book does not need to be absolutely correct. As long as there is a possibility, the case can happen. The reality is the same. Policies may be strict, but the actual implementation is very different. The key is still to look at the person.