A perfect crime? To me, it's full of flaws!

Zhao Gang stood on the steps, looking down at Qi Feng who was jumping around, and chuckled mischievously.

Then he looked down at the cigarette in his hand.

The cigarette tube is pure white, without any trademark or brand name. The filter takes up half of the cigarette and has a string of red numbers printed on it.

Zhao Gang took a deep breath.

The smoke slid into the lungs through the trachea.

It's not pungent or spicy; its rich flavor makes your whole body feel relaxed and refreshed.

He exhaled white smoke and rubbed the stubble on his chin with the fingers holding the cigarette.

He knew exactly where these cigarettes came from. With his current position as the head of the city's criminal investigation team, he was still several levels below the quota for these specially supplied cigarettes.

"This kid is very spoiled at his father-in-law's house."

Zhao Gang took another puff and muttered to himself.

"Gong even took this out for him to smoke."

He flicked away the cigarette ash, turned around, and walked back into the building.

This cigarette is really good; it doesn't hurt my throat at all.

the other side.

Qi Feng held the steering wheel with one hand, and the car drove smoothly back to the hotel.

While waiting at a red light, he turned his head and glanced at the passenger seat.

A black plastic bag sat on the seat. The bag was open, revealing two packs of pure white cigarettes inside.

One box was unopened, while the other had already been opened; two boxes were missing.

Zhao Gang only got half of it right.

This thing is indeed far away from the city police chief.

But he got the source wrong.

These cigarettes weren't given to him by Director Gong at all; they were forced into his bag by Qi Feng's teacher's wife.

Qi Feng can still clearly recall that a few days ago, when his master's wife handed him cigarettes, his master Liu Yuanshan stood beside him, rolling his eyes for three days straight until his eyeballs almost twitched.

Qi Feng pretended to decline a couple of times, but his hand was still tightly gripping the plastic bag.

His master's rank was so high that his quota was very limited.

However, a sudden idea flashed in Qi Feng's mind.

Yesterday's joke has come true.

The fake boyfriend turned into a real son-in-law.

His status is different now.

Director Gong also has these cigarettes, and his quota is definitely much higher than his master's.

Qi Feng's lips curled into an extremely wicked smile.

From now on, there will be plenty of cigarettes.

Once we get back to the provincial capital, we'll have Lin Haitang go home and get it.

He'd already come up with an excuse.

"Haitang, I've noticed Director Gong coughing a lot lately. For his health, let him stop smoking. As for wasting it? That's impossible. I'll take the blame for my father-in-law!"

perfect.

Impeccable.

.........

The car was parked in the hotel's underground parking garage.

Qi Feng carried two large bags of packed food back to his hotel room.

The room was dimly lit, with thick blackout curtains drawn.

The air conditioner is blowing out cold air.

On the large bed, Lin Haitang lay on her side, still fast asleep.

She was truly exhausted.

Qi Feng placed the food on the round table in the outer room without making a sound.

He walked to the bedside, quickly took off his T-shirt and trousers, lifted a corner of the blanket, and crawled inside.

The mattress sagged slightly.

Lin Haitang, who was still asleep, noticed the commotion.

She didn't open her eyes, but her nose twitched twice.

Upon smelling that familiar scent, she shifted to the side, using both hands and feet to wrap herself around Qi Feng's waist, finding a comfortable position for her head on his chest, and continued sleeping.

Qi Feng adjusted his posture, put one arm around her shoulder, and closed his eyes.

I don't know how much time passed.

Qi Feng opened his eyes; the room was still dimly lit. He reached for his phone on the bedside table and glanced at it.

8:30 p.m.

The moon was already hanging outside.

The person in her arms stirred. Lin Haitang opened her eyes, her gaze still somewhat dazed.

"Awake?" Qi Feng's voice was hoarse from just waking up.

"I'm hungry." Lin Haitang sat up, still a little dazed.

"Get up and eat."

Qi Feng rolled out of bed and turned on the room light.

The food on the table had long since gone cold.

But for the two who had been hungry all day, this was no big deal.

"The case is closed," Qi Feng said, putting down his cup.

Lin Haitang stopped chewing and looked up at him.

Qi Feng recounted everything that happened in the interrogation room, as well as Shen Pingping's confession, including Zhao Gang's decision to send a letter of assistance and dispatch a lawyer to help the victim's parents-in-law with their lawsuit.

After listening, the room fell silent.

Lin Haitang put down her chopsticks and took out a tissue to wipe her mouth.

She did not comment on the case; as a police officer, she had witnessed far too much human depravity.

She tilted her head, staring straight at Qi Feng.

His eyes were very focused.

"If I can't have children, will you abandon me?"

Qi Feng was stuffing a fried dough stick into his mouth when he heard this and suddenly stopped.

He swallowed the food in his mouth and met Lin Haitang's gaze.

"No," Qi Feng replied decisively.

"Why?" Lin Haitang pressed.

"Tell me the truth or a lie?" Qi Feng leaned back in his chair.

"Of course it's the truth." Lin Haitang narrowed her eyes.

Qi Feng sighed and spread his hands.

"I'm afraid your dad will shoot me."

The air was silent for two seconds.

Lin Haitang's lips twitched slightly.

"Don't worry, my dad wouldn't do that," she said calmly.

"Really?" Qi Feng raised an eyebrow, expressing his doubt.

"Really." Lin Haitang nodded, saying it with absolute certainty.

But Qi Feng's eyelids twitched.

"Because I'll shoot you before that happens." Lin Haitang raised her right hand, her index and middle fingers together, making a gun gesture, and pressed it against Qi Feng's forehead.

My fingertips felt slightly cool.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Qi Feng's forehead.

(This woman is absolutely capable of doing it! She's a real tigress!)

"Eat, eat!" Qi Feng slapped her hand away, grabbed a steamed bun, and stuffed it into her mouth. "What's with all this nonsense? Hurry up and eat!"

Lin Haitang took the bun out of her mouth and glared at him.

"When are we going back?" She took a bite of her steamed bun and changed the subject, as if it was someone else who had just wanted to kill Qi Feng.

"Let's stay a few more days. We don't have anything to do back home anyway. The case here is just going through the motions; we won't be needed anymore."

"Okay." Lin Haitang nodded in agreement. "I heard there's a very famous lake here with beautiful scenery. Let's go check it out tomorrow."

"No problem. I'll follow the leader's instructions."

.............

three days later.

The sun shines brightly by the lake, and a gentle breeze caresses your face.

Qi Feng held two cups of iced milk tea in his hand, while Lin Haitang, wearing sunglasses and casual clothes, stood by the lake taking pictures.

The two of them had so much fun over the three days that they completely forgot about their work at the provincial and municipal bureaus.

"Buzz buzz buzz".

Qi Feng's cell phone vibrated violently in his pocket.

He freed one hand and took out his phone.

Two large characters flashed on the screen: Father-in-law.

Qi Feng's hand trembled, and he almost threw the milk tea into the lake.

He quickly pressed the answer button, put the phone to his ear, and stood up straight.

"Hello, Director Gong," Qi Feng said in a loud voice.

A series of heavy breathing sounds came from the other end of the phone, followed by a deafening roar.

"Qi Feng! Where have you two little brats been?! The case's been closed for three days, where are they?!"

Director Gong's voice was so loud that even Lin Haitang, who was standing three meters away, could hear it clearly.

She took off her sunglasses, strode over, and snatched the phone.

"Dad~" Lin Haitang drawled, switching into her coquettish mode, "We've been working so hard on this case here, what's wrong with taking a couple more days off? The scenery is beautiful, and I even bought you some local specialties."

"Don't give me that!" Director Gong wasn't buying it, his tone stern. "The bureau has a ton of work waiting to be done. Get back here right now!"

"No," Lin Haitang pouted. "I haven't had enough fun yet. Stay for two more days, just two more days."

"Lin Haitang! You're a police officer now, not a pampered young lady on vacation!" Director Gong's anger flared even more.

"Hehehe." Lin Haitang stuck out her tongue at her phone.

"Give the phone to Qi Feng!" Director Gong issued his final ultimatum.

Lin Haitang pouted and shoved the phone back into Qi Feng's hand.

Qi Feng held the phone in both hands and stood up straight again.

"Director Gong, I'm here."

"Qi Feng, you understand what I mean, right?" Director Gong's voice suddenly became extremely calm, so calm that it sent chills down one's spine.

Qi Feng shivered, hung up the phone, and looked at Lin Haitang with a fake smile.

"Wife? Boss? Shall we go back?"

"Why?" Lin Haitang asked, clearly not having had enough fun yet.

"I don't want to get heavy metal poisoning!"