She paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

When do you usually exercise?

"morning".

"Did you go to Orange Valley on the morning Liu Xianghai died?"

Jiang Yuping immediately denied it.

"No, I didn't go out of the factory area to exercise in Orange Valley that day?"

Jiang Yuping felt that if she admitted to going there, then there was a possibility that she could have committed the crime in terms of time and space.

She knew very well that only if someone was not at the crime scene could the suspect be completely ruled out.

Shao Jian stared intently at Jiang Yuping's facial expression, seemingly trying to determine whether the female doctor in front of him was lying.

After about ten seconds, he looked at Jiang Yuping again and asked:

"Dr. Jiang, as a veteran doctor who has worked in the clinic of Hongqi Factory for more than 20 years, have you never seen the deceased Liu Xianghai before?"

"Never seen it before."

“We’ve never seen him before. Why are you treating him? As far as we know, only your factory’s employees and their families are allowed to see a doctor.”

Jiang Yuping didn't rush to answer; she needed time to think.

The police officer in front of me, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was in his early forties, about the same age as me, while the other two officers were in their twenties or thirties.

Jiang Yuping quickly deduced that this middle-aged man was likely the head of Liu Han's special task force and also the factory-based head of the investigation team targeting spies.

A series of questions made it clear that he was a suspect.

Moreover, at this time, she was unaware that her son, Qiu Shou, had proactively reported to the police that he knew Liu Han.

About five seconds later, she looked at Shao Jian and responded.

“This police officer said that the deceased was wearing our Hongqi Factory work uniform at the time. In addition, our factory has a rule that employees’ family members and close relatives can also see a doctor and get medicine at the clinic. I thought he was a relative of an employee. I had no idea that he was a barber in Yushan Township. I never expected that he would be murdered.”

After all, Jiang Yuping had received special agent training in the Mei Agency during her teenage years, and as a doctor she had also studied psychology. Her psychological qualities and ability to control her emotions were truly strong.

As the murderer, when questioned by the police officers, she was able to meet Shao Jian's eyes without any fear.

Shao Jian stared at Jiang Yuping for a while, then suddenly laughed.

"Dr. Jiang, please don't mind, and please understand that we are not very familiar with your factory's regulations. How can employees' relatives get medical expenses reimbursed?"

Jiang Yuping returned the smile to Shao Jian.

"Officer, employees' relatives can see a doctor, but there is no reimbursement issue, and all medications are paid for out of pocket."

Shao Jian said "oh," and then suddenly asked:

"Dr. Jiang, did you know that your son also knew the deceased Liu Xianghai?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuping seemed to instinctively become unsettled, and her body trembled involuntarily.

She was unaware that Qiu Shou had voluntarily explained the situation to the police. Furthermore, she didn't understand whether Shao Jian was referring to his eldest son Qiu Yang or his youngest son Qiu Shou. In her mind, she even thought it should be Qiu Yang.

Then, looking at Shao Jian, he said:

"Officer, are you implying that my son, Qiuyang, is also connected to the deceased?"

Yes, for some reason, Jiang Yuping used the word "connection" instead of "understanding".

Shao Jian stared at Jiang Yuping, as if trying to tell from the female doctor's face whether she was truly unaware or pretending not to know.