Noon, small building.

Song Qingyun and Xia Weian arrived at the door together and saw that Xia Weian looked obviously tired.

Song Qingyun asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you tired from work this morning?"

Xia Weian nodded, "More than that. I'm very tired."

The two men exchanged a few brief words at the door, and Xia Weian told Song Qingyun about how Diao Xuemin had troubled him.

Song Qingyun frowned, "This guy is really not trying to hide it. You just arrived, and the factory director brought you here personally. It's obvious that you are the factory director's man."

"The fact that he dares to treat you like this shows that he is very dissatisfied with the factory director and doesn't take him seriously," Song Qingyun analyzed.

Xia Weian nodded.

"Yes, he's clearly trying to cause trouble for me and slap the factory director in the face. I just don't know how the director will react. I guess this matter has spread throughout the steel plant by now."

Xia Weian smiled and walked in with Song Qingyun.

"What are your plans?"

"Let's get through this first. At worst, I can just work overtime tonight."

"I'll accompany you."

"Okay." Xia Weian responded.

The couple both put on smiles after entering the door.

The three little girls, Xia Zhiyao, Xia Zhaoning and Xia Qingyu, prepared lunch together and are now in the living room.

It was relatively warm at home and the children were wearing light clothes. When they saw the couple come in, they all ran to the door.

"Don't come over here, it's cold, sit over there first." Xia Weian hurriedly stopped them.

The children looked at them with smiles on their faces.

Lu Huailin was a little worried.

"What's wrong, Lulu?" Song Qingyun walked forward, took Lulu's hand, and asked in a gentle voice.

"In a few days, my third uncle will come to pick me up." Lu Huailin said in a low voice.

He didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay here and go to school, but his third uncle said that this was not possible, as he had to go back to the Lu family as the heir.

In addition to going to school, he also has to receive other training.

Lu Huailin actually knew it, but he still fought with his uncle for it, and the result was...

"Lu Lu, Lu Lu, I will miss you when you go back." Xia Changle was the first to run over and hug Lu Huailin, feeling very sad.

Yes, he knew they would miss him and he missed them too, but couldn't he just not leave?

Why must he take responsibility for the Lu family?

Lu Huailin was reluctant, but he had no choice.

Song Qingyun comforted Lu Huailin for a while, although she knew that any words of comfort would be in vain, after all, separation was something she had to face.

No matter how many words you say, they are pale and powerless in the face of separation.

After lunch, Lu Huailin's mood improved a little, and Xia Changle took him to the living room upstairs to chat.

Xia Weian and Song Qingyun returned to their room.

Before Xia Weian came out, he brought a document with him in the space. He wanted to use his lunch time to take a look at it.

"I'll go with you." Song Qingyun leaned over.

"You've been tired all morning."

"It's okay. Actually, the work at the Public Security Bureau is quite interesting." Song Qingyun briefly talked about how he discovered the murderer today.

Xia Weian's eyes widened, "Wife, how come you are so amazing!"

Song Qingyun smiled and raised his chin. "Of course, I'm very capable, so I'm a professional at handling textual work. I can help you take a look, and it will be quicker."

While the two people were talking, they had already opened the file and started processing it.

After watching for a few minutes, Song Qingyun realized something was wrong. She looked up at Xia Weian and said, "You noticed it too, didn't you?"

Xia Weian nodded.

"Yes, the quantity on the purchase order is incorrect. Look, this month, we purchased raw materials three times, and twice the quantities were exactly the same, both signed by Deputy Director Diao."

When the couple's eyes met, they thought Diao Xuemin was really interesting. He actually gave his handle to the person he provoked.

The couple smiled at each other.

Before going to work in the afternoon, Xia Weian put the documents into the space.

The couple said hello to the children and walked out together.

Xia Weian pushed his bicycle and looked at Song Qingyun, "I'll take you there."

Song Qingyun knew that Xia Weian was in a good mood now, so he curled the corners of his lips and nodded in agreement.

"Where does Deputy Director Diao live? Do you know who's in his family?"

Xia Weian shook his head. "I know nothing about him. If he hadn't shown up, I wouldn't have even recognized him."

Song Qingyun nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll ask someone this afternoon to find out where he comes from."

Xia Weian looked at Song Qingyun, his smile deepening. "My wife has become more and more powerful since she joined the Public Security Bureau."

Song Qingyun smiled and patted him, "Okay, stop making trouble and go."

Xia Weian rode the bicycle and Song Qingyun sat on the back seat.

The couple didn't say anything along the way, but they felt inexplicably sweet.

Xia Weian parked the car in front of the Public Security Bureau. After Song Qingyun got out, he waved to him.

"Don't go home for dinner tonight. I'll bring you food."

"Okay." Xia Weian responded and watched Song Qingyun enter the door before riding his bicycle away.

Song Qingyun had just entered the room and had not yet reached the archives room.

Then I saw Lao Li and his apprentice, one holding a soda and the other holding melon seeds and fruits, coming towards me with a smile.

Song Qingyun: Why do I feel like a weasel is paying a New Year's visit to a chicken, with no good intentions?

Ugh! You can’t think of your colleagues like that.

Old Li smiled and said, "Comrade Song, you've really worked hard this morning."

"Without you, the thief we caught would still be a thief. Now he is a murderer. We, master and disciple, have done a great deed. We would like to invite you." Lao Li said hurriedly.

Old Li’s apprentice is called Zhang Ming. Zhang Ming also smiled and handed the things in his hand to Song Qingyun.

"Li Gongan, Zhang Gongan, you are too polite. It's not necessary." Song Qingyun hurriedly refused.

"Don't refuse, Comrade Song. We still have a lot of things we want to ask you. If you don't accept our requests, we both will feel embarrassed to ask." Zhang Ming said hurriedly.

Old Li really wanted to kick him, this was too direct.

Song Qingyun was amused by the master and apprentice. "I'll go to the archives room later. It's not convenient to bring these things in. Thank you."

"Then let's go to the conference room and sit for a while?" Old Li's eyes lit up.

Seeing how enthusiastic the two comrades were, Song Qingyun nodded and went to the meeting room with them.

As soon as he sat down, Zhang Ming couldn't wait to ask, "Comrade Song, how did you draw a portrait of the murderer based on just a few words from the witnesses?"

Song Qingyun thought about it and didn't know how to explain it to him. After she saw those words, a picture naturally emerged in her mind.

Then she drew them.

Old Li immediately kicked his apprentice.

"What is Damingzi asking? Is this something you can ask? This requires talent."