Chapter 27 I am Qututu
The ensuing interrogation was pretty much what Yu Dazhang had expected.
Kong Lingjie was still playing the trick of pretending to be stupid, revealing the facts of the case bit by bit.
Lu Zhongxin felt confident this time and was not as eager to solve the case as before.
He knew very well that the current complexity of this case was beyond his capabilities.
In normal times, he would report the situation and ask the leader to reorganize a task force.
Although doing so will have an impact on his future career, it has to be done.
Insufficient ability means lack of ability. Even if you bite the bullet, nothing can be changed. This has nothing to do with whether you work hard or not.
But there is a glimmer of hope right now.
Lu Zhongxin wanted Yu Dazhang to give it a try, and at the same time, he also gave himself a chance.
Six o'clock in the evening.
Yu Dazhang looked at Kong Lingjie on the surveillance screen, feeling sleepy.
"Ah~~~~~~~~"
A long yawn made the team members present look sideways.
The fat man burst into tears...
"Sorry, sorry~" Yu Dazhang waved his hand apologetically:
"The only bad thing about fat people is that they tend to get sleepy."
He knew that today's interrogation would not lead to anything. The master and the suspect were doing the same thing...consuming each other.
So Yu Dazhang's current state is very relaxed.
There is another reason.
He can now be sure that Lu Zhongxin will not commit suicide because of this case in this life.
If the clues are broken and the real culprit is not found, the case will become unsolved.
It is better if the case can be solved, and the entire task force can make meritorious deeds.
No matter which outcome it is, it will not lead to Lu Zhongxin's suicide.
That's great, what else do I need for a bicycle?
When the goal is achieved, people will naturally relax.
"You go back." One of the team members said to Da Zhang.
"This is not good."
Yu Dazhang would rather take a nap here than dare to leave.
He is the only new member of the task force, so even if he takes turns taking breaks, he shouldn't be the first one.
"There's nothing wrong with it." Another team member patted Yu Dazhang:
"You have had a hard day. Go back early to recuperate. We are enough here."
Others immediately agreed.
"Let's go, let's go. If there is any new situation, we will call you to inform you."
Yu Dazhang looked hesitant, obviously afraid to leave.
Two of the team members saw this and came to him. One pushed him out and the other opened the door.
"Go back and go to bed early. If you think of a new breakthrough point, just write it down, or give us a call."
"Then I..." Yu Dazhang hesitated and said:
"Really gone?"
With a "bang", the door was closed from the inside.
Yu Dazhang blinked twice at the door.
Why are you so polite?
When did my popularity become so good?
He only knew that what he wanted to do most was accomplished, but others didn't think so.
Anyone who joins this task force must come here to solve cases.
The honor that was so easy for them was getting further and further away from them, and they might even be embarrassed. Who wouldn't panic?
So now in their eyes, Yu Dazhang is the hope of the whole village... no, the whole group.
This fat man cannot lie down when he is tired. If he lies down, we will really lie down.
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When Yu Dazhang returned home and was about to show off his rice, his cell phone suddenly rang.
He thought it was someone from the task force calling, but the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number.
Why can't the unknown number belong to the task force?
Because this number is so pretty.
13...888888, the following string of 8's almost blinded Yu Dazhang's eyes.
This number alone must be worth tens of thousands.
"Hello?" Yu Dazhang pressed answer with anxiety.
"What are you doing? Did you just get off work?"
A voice as clear and sweet as the girl next door came from the other end of the phone.
Female?
Yu Dazhang was stunned for a moment and then reacted:
"Wrong call." After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone on the table, picked up his rice bowl, and before eating, he didn't forget to complain:
"Is the competition in KTV so big now? Girls are starting to call to solicit customers."
Li Xuehe put a basin of soup on the table and asked casually:
"Whose phone number just now?"
"Telephone promotion." Yu Dazhang answered vaguely, picking up the food quickly with the chopsticks in his hand.
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Qu family villa.
Qu Tutu stared at the cell phone that rang with a blind tone and was stunned for a full minute before he came back to his senses.
"Liar!"
She grabbed the newly bought Peppa Pig doll and punched it twice in the stomach.
After the beating, she immediately brought the doll to her eyes and gently stroked it twice, as if this Peppa Pig was a real person.
Putting the doll back on the bedside, she angrily picked up her phone again.
"Really a typo?"
Checking the number carefully, she confirmed that she had dialed it correctly.
Two possibilities.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
Either the phone number was messed up by that guy, and the number he just dialed was from a stranger.
Another possibility...
He didn't hear my voice... The more Qu Tutu thought about it, the more likely he felt that this was more likely.
During the day, she thought about calling that guy, but she was afraid of affecting his work.
After waiting for a day, it was finally time to get off work.
She thought about several opening lines for this phone call, and finally chose the one that sounded the most natural.
If I had known better, I would have just stated my name in the first sentence.
More than a week has passed since the last police-citizen cooperation in People's Park, and Qu Tutuo has been waiting for Yu Da Zhang to come to her during this time.
If nothing else, I helped him catch the thief. Shouldn't he come to thank me?
Well, the guy thanked me then.
I even asked him for his contact information. Didn’t he understand what he meant?
Or...
He never thought about meeting me again... When Qu Tutu thought of this possibility, he felt a little panicked.
Qu Tutuo knew how good he looked, and he knew it when he was in junior high school.
The boys in the class always peek at me during class, and often find various small notes similar to love letters on the desk.
The content is immature and secondary~
She never paid attention to such things.
He didn’t respond or tell the teacher, he just pretended he hadn’t seen it.
As she grew older, such things became more and more frequent, and she gradually became numb.
For this reason, she also specially learned self-defense skills abroad.
There is no way, after all, you are in a foreign country, so you naturally have to learn to protect yourself.
But my appearance failed in front of that bastard.
Why is she so sure?
It's very simple. If that fat man really regarded her as a goddess, would he kiss her without hesitation?
There are so many people who like me, no one dares to speak directly.
Not one!
Unless the other party really doesn't take him seriously.
In the eyes of outsiders, Qu Tutuo is a rich young lady who has come back from abroad and has seen the world.
But in fact, she is conservative and introverted, and she even has very few friends.
Su Mi is her only friend who can open up and express her true feelings.
She never dreamed that she would meet her lifelong enemy as soon as she returned home.
The self-defense skills that he was proud of only served to amuse him in front of that fat bastard.
"You want to run away after you offend me?" Qu Tutu stared at the Peppa Pig doll on the bedside and said angrily:
“What a beautiful thought!”
Picking up her phone again, she quickly edited a text message.
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Yu Dazhang, who was showing off his meal, glanced at the mobile phone on the table.
Information coming?
Even in 2014, no one communicates via text messages anymore.
He tapped the phone screen with the hand holding the chopsticks.
It’s that number again...
Changed SMS promotion?
No, he quickly discovered something was wrong.
In his previous life, he often received advertising-type harassing phone calls.
But as long as you hang up or don't answer, the other party won't call again.
I haven’t seen anyone who continues to send text messages.
Could it be that he was really looking for me... Yu Dazhang put down his chopsticks and clicked on the text message.
I saw it said:
My name is Qu Tutu. You have to call me back within five minutes, otherwise...
Otherwise what? !
Why was he still threatening... Yu Dazhang had a headache.
Sister, how have I offended you?
(End of chapter)