Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 275 Aren't you working too hard? (Bonus chapter for monthly votes)

The police had naturally investigated Lan Qingman.

After all, the Qin family had suspicions about Lan Qingman.

In addition, the child disappeared when Lan Qingman took him out.

She will certainly be included in the police investigation.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get it for you."

The man went out and returned shortly afterward with a case file in his hand.

"This is Lan Qingman's investigation report; it's all here."

Qin Wenhuo took it and looked through it—and I must say, the police station's investigation was quite detailed.

They even investigated and found out who her original relatives were.

“We have visited all these people’s homes. We haven’t found anything unusual.”

The Lan family doesn't have many relatives.

Their original hometown was in the suburbs. It was only after Mr. Lan started working that the whole family moved to the city.

There used to be two uncles' families in my hometown.

Lan's father was ranked third.

Qin Wenhuo continued flipping through the pages.

I didn't see anything else useful.

"Based on the investigation, Lan Qingman is not a suspect. Moreover, as the biological mother of the missing child, her motive should also be nonexistent."

The word "should" is already used very imprecisely.

Qin Wenhuo sneered inwardly—who said Lan Qingman had no motive? Doesn't her hatred and revenge count?

"Thank you! I'll be going now. Please let us know if anything happens here."

"it is good."

Qin Wenhuo left the police station.

Instead of going home, he wandered through a maze of alleyways and ended up in a small courtyard.

Raise your hand and knock on the door—
A moment later, the door was opened.

The other party was clearly also surprised to see him.

"Qin Wenhuo? What are you doing here?"

"Go in and talk."

As soon as Qin Wenhuo said this, the man immediately stepped aside to let him in, and then closed the door.

Qin Wenhuo didn't go inside; he just stood in the courtyard. "Help me investigate something—a five-year-old girl. This is her portrait. Her name is Qin Ruoqiao." The portrait was painted by Fu Mingxue that day, and later, Director Xie had some printed.

Qin Wenhuo got the original drawing from Director Xie.

The man took it and looked at it. "Okay."

"Also, help me investigate Lan Qingman again, find out who she has been in contact with in the past month."

"Okay," the man replied.

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Fu Mingxue didn't get home until very late after working overtime.

It was Madam Fu who opened the door.

"Mom, why aren't you asleep yet? Didn't I tell you not to wait for me? Why are you waiting again?"

Fu Mingxue pushed her bicycle into the yard as she spoke.

Fu's mother then locked the door.

"Oh, by the way, my son-in-law called this afternoon; he's already arrived."

Fu Mingxue looked at her: "So, you've been waiting for me until now because of this? We could have talked about it tomorrow!"

Besides, he was there that day and stayed for basically three days—that's something you know without even calling.

Could this person really just disappear?
Mother Fu: ...?
Is her daughter being a little too cold towards her husband?

"Mom, go to sleep! I still need to draw a diagram."

"Working this late? You stay up this late every day, can your body handle it? This is too much of a push and too hard!"

Fu's mother felt that the salary was high, but such high-intensity overtime work was not a good thing in the long run!

Doesn't this mean earning money with your life on the line?

Fu Mingxue didn't think so when she heard her mother say that.

She smiled and said, "Mom, I'm young and can handle it. Besides, it's just reading books and drawing pictures. And the work in the factory is pretty easy. It's much easier than people working in the fields under the sun every day."

“Mom, I really don’t feel tired, because my work is very meaningful and important. I’m very happy. Besides, it’s not just me who works so hard. The researchers in my unit are all working even harder. They work longer hours and put in more effort than I do.”

　Yesterday's monthly pass count was 45 chapters, so I'm adding an extra chapter.

　　Today's update will be later.

　　Basically, I update four chapters a day. If I write late, I'll make up for the missing chapters in the middle of the night.

　　Unless I request leave with a leave slip, I cannot update Chapter Four.

　　Because the daily report is published the following morning, any additional chapters will only be written on the following day.

　　(End of this chapter)