Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 212 He Can Read Minds

"Director."

In her excitement, Su Miaoyi swallowed the lozenge in her mouth, and felt a cool sensation all the way from her esophagus to her stomach.

She coughed lightly.

Qin Chengyuan looked at her: "What's wrong with your throat?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little mute," Su Miaoyi said.

Qin Chengyuan looked at her again, then at Lu Zhishen: "I heard you two stayed up all night last night, how's the progress? Yan Zheng just said the portrait is finished?"

“Yes.” Lu Zhishen showed him the two portraits in his hand. “These are portraits based on the descriptions given by the murderer Kang Hong’s parents.”

Zhuang Yanzheng closed the door and took a closer look: "It's the third person who participated in burying the body."

"Can you draw what this person originally looked like?" Qin Chengyuan asked Lu Zhishen.

Lu Zhishen was silent for two seconds, then without any further explanation, simply said two words: "Okay."

Su Miaoyi looked at Lu Zhishen.

Suddenly, I felt that he seemed much more energetic than usual, both serious and spirited.

If he told her now that he has plenty of qi and blood, she would definitely believe him.

"Qin Hall, please sit here," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"No, I need to go back to the hall in a bit," Qin Chengyuan said.

So the four of them just stood there in the art studio.

Qin Chengyuan looked at Su Miaoyi: "Did you see the murderer?"

Su Miaoyi immediately shifted her gaze from Lu Zhishen to him: "Yes."

"This voice," Qin Chengyuan said, pulling a small metal box from his pocket. "Try sucking on it."

"I just had one in my mouth," Su Miaoyi said, but her hand still took it without hesitation.

“No conflict, this works well,” Qin Chengyuan said.

Su Miaoyi opened the tin box and put a tablet in her mouth. She didn't know if it would work or not yet, but it tasted very good.

"Take it," Qin Chengyuan said.

Su Miaoyi didn't stand on ceremony and put it directly into her pocket: "Okay."

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her.

Lu Zhishen also looked at her, and although he couldn't quite put his finger on it, something just felt off.

"You're busy, I'll go check on Yan Cheng," Qin Chengyuan said.

Zhuang Yanzheng went to open the door.

Stepping outside, Qin Chengyuan asked, "Have the victim's family members arrived yet?"

Zhuang Yanzheng was taken aback. He had already asked the question once and given an answer.

If the roads are clear, it will take at least another twenty minutes.

However, even though it's not rush hour at this time, traffic in Jinghai City can still be a bit congested.

"We're almost there, I'll go check it out." Zhuang Yanzheng said, looking at Su Miaoyi, "I'll accompany Director Qin."

Su Miaoyi looked at him.

Qin Chengyuan said, "Alright, go ahead and get busy."

Zhuang Yanzheng stopped and watched them leave.

Lu Zhishen stood at the entrance of the art studio, watching Su Miaoyi follow the director and his secretary toward the corridor leading to the forensic center.

Zhuang Yanzheng walked back, and when he reached the door of the portrait room, he raised his hand and pressed his stomach: "What food do you have? Get me some, my stomach hurts from hunger."

Lu Zhishen walked towards the art studio: "Are you hungry? I suggest you look it up when you have some free time."

"I'm just hungry, I'll be fine after eating something," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Lu Zhishen found some small bread rolls for him: "You're not pretending to eat my snacks, are you?"

Zhuang Yanzheng unpacked the package, took a couple of bites, and then said, "I want to tell you to 'get lost,' but can you guarantee that after I do, you won't mention going back to Jiangcheng?"

"I can't guarantee that," Lu Zhishen said.

Zhuang Yanzheng stopped talking and ate his bread.

The bread was small, and in the blink of an eye, Zhuang Yanzheng had eaten six.

Lu Zhishen poured him a glass of warm water and placed it beside him: "Why did the director come over?"

"I was just passing by the Municipal Bureau and wanted to give them a heads-up," Zhuang Yanzheng said. "I came from the office area, and then I stopped by your office before finally stopping by Yan Cheng's."

"Why haven't I seen Director Meng?" Lu Zhishen asked. "Director Meng and Director Qin went to the same meeting, she hasn't come back yet," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Lu Zhishen remained silent, wondering what Director Meng would think when he returned and heard that Director Qin had visited.

After eating, Zhuang Yanzheng's stomach pain subsided. He drank some water, stood up, and said, "You go ahead and do your work. I'll go too."

"Take a few, just in case it hurts again later," Lu Zhishen said.

"No need," Zhuang Yanzheng said as he left the studio.

Lu Zhishen also sat down in front of the easel, looked at the two portraits, and began to work.

Meanwhile, Su Miaoyi...

She accompanied Qin Chengyuan as they walked toward the forensic center.

"Is your throat feeling any better?" Qin Chengyuan asked.

Su Miaoyi nodded: "It works better than my lozenges."

"That's good." Qin Chengyuan looked at her.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" Su Miaoyi asked.

“I just finished a meeting and was passing by when I stopped to check on the case progress. Yan Zheng looks a bit unwell, let him rest for a while,” Qin Chengyuan asked.

"Is he feeling unwell?" Su Miaoyi frowned.

"Didn't you notice?" Qin Chengyuan looked at her. "You still need to work on your observation skills."

Su Miaoyi looked at him.

"You're not convinced?" Qin Chengyuan looked at her.

Su Miaoyi pursed her lips: "No."

“The word ‘no’ was said so reluctantly.”

Su Miaoyi: "."

I feel like I'm invisible in front of him.

"Do you think you're transparent in front of me?" Qin Chengyuan said again.

Su Miaoyi stared at him in shock: "Mind reading!"

A faint smile appeared on Qin Chengyuan's serious face: "I've been in this line of work longer than you've been alive."

Su Miaoyi did not speak.

You have to admit, that's impressive.

"I've taken a look at Kang Hong's case, and Yan Zheng just gave me a brief overview as well," Qin Chengyuan said, returning to the case. "Kang Hong didn't disclose the source of his drugs, but there's likely a deeper supply chain behind him. We must be extremely careful when handling this case."

“Okay, I understand,” Su Miaoyi replied.

"From a young age, you always loved to rush forward when something happened, charging ahead single-handedly," Qin Chengyuan instructed. "You're still like that after you started working. You've been criticized a lot for this, and you've written a lot of self-criticisms."

Su Miaoyi's lips twitched.

She's still a brute.

"There are always people better than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. Don't think that just because you're good at fighting, you can rush into everything. No matter how good a person is at fighting, they can't beat a weapon," Qin Chengyuan said. "You may be good at fighting, but others may be even better."

Su Miaoyi remained silent, trying to recall something.

But when it comes to Qin Leyan, my mind is completely blank.

Qin Chengyuan glanced at her, thinking she was annoyed by his nagging, so he didn't continue: "Anyway, be careful."

Su Miaoyi looked at him and said, "I know. Don't worry."

Qin Chengyuan nodded, noticing that her voice sounded better.

After meeting Yan Cheng, Qin Chengyuan left, as he still had work to do.

Zhuang Yanzheng, Su Miaoyi, and other leaders watched Qin Ting's car leave.

"Have Xie Lili's parents not arrived yet?" Su Miaoyi asked.

"Not yet, the traffic in Jinghai is terrible." Zhuang Yanzheng sighed.

Su Miaoyi looked at him: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Who said that?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

“Director Qin said you didn’t look well, so he asked me to accompany you to the forensic center so you could rest,” Su Miaoyi said.