In her previous life, Song Qingyun and her old man enjoyed a life of luxury, supported by their seven daughters.
When Song Qingyun finally repented, none of her seven daughters had lived past...
Song Qingyun frowned and thought.
She felt that whether it was a tiger or other bird of prey, when eating a person, shouldn't they start by biting the softest part?
but……
This cannot be verified.
She had a hunch that something was not right.
"I'll take the pictures, but they'll take some time to develop. I'll come find you when I'm done."
"Okay." Song Qingyun responded.
Zheng Yan ran out, and Song Qingyun took the sorted documents to find Lao Li and Zhang Ming.
The master and disciple were sleeping on the table, and Song Qingyun was cautiously preparing to leave.
Old Li woke up when he heard the voice, "Comrade Song."
"Brother Li, these are yesterday's documents. I've sorted them out for you."
"Thank you, Comrade Song."
"You're so polite. Please take a rest. I'm sorry for disturbing you."
"I didn't sleep well to begin with. Director Shen and I have asked for leave. We will all go home and rest for a day and come back tomorrow."
"Go back quickly. It's been tiring these past few days."
Old Li smiled and said, "This is normal. When we encountered squatting before, we even squatted in the snow for two days."
Old Li stretched happily and said, "Zheng Yan, send the autopsy report over, and we'll leave."
"He just came to see me."
"Isn't he asking you to draw a portrait?" Old Li asked tentatively.
Song Qingyun nodded.
Old Li held his forehead with his hand. He knew that after Song Qingyun showed his skills, he would be targeted by Zheng Yan. That kid was very stubborn.
"Comrade Song, thank you for your hard work." Old Li looked sympathetic.
"It's not hard. The photos will not be out until the afternoon. Why don't you stop waiting for his autopsy report and go ask them, go back and rest, and continue tomorrow." Song Qingyun said.
"Okay, I'll go ask that kid Zheng Yan." Old Li said as he stood up and walked towards the forensic doctor.
Zheng Yan took the photos as expected, and was stopped by Lao Li when he was about to develop them.
Watching Zheng Yan gesture and tell him that he took the original photo to find Song Qingyun, Song Qingyun asked him to tidy up his appearance and then take a photo of him.
Old Li was speechless again. It would be really difficult for this kid to find a partner since he was so stubborn.
"We have to wait until Comrade Song finishes drawing the photos before issuing the autopsy report." Zheng Yan said firmly.
"What if Comrade Song can't draw it..."
“If I can’t draw it, I’ll just leave it.”
Zheng Yan looked at Lao Li with an expression that said, "Why are you so stupid?"
Lao Li: It seems I’m not tactful enough.
"Okay, then you do it. Zhang Ming and I will go back to rest. We've been up all night for two nights and we really can't stand it anymore."
"I'll come to see you tomorrow morning." Zheng Yan said.
Old Li said hello to Old Zhao and went back. He called Zhang Ming, Xiao Qian and a few others who had gone out with him and went back to rest.
Shen Weidong is still busy here.
So many people were arrested in Diao Xuemin's case that they were too busy to rest.
He hasn't been home for a few days and is now leaning back in the office with his eyes closed.
There was a knock on the door and in came another old policeman named Chen.
"Old Chen, what do you want from me?"
“Ju Shen, I want to discuss something with you?”
"Tell me, why are you being so shy?" Shen Weidong sat up and rubbed his face, then picked up the water cup beside him and took a sip.
The water had cooled down, and he suddenly felt more energetic.
“Director Shen, when I saw Lao Li and the others busy before, Comrade Song went over to help. Later, it was Comrade Song who helped them organize the documents.”
"I took a look and it's much better organized than what Old Li and the others did themselves. I was thinking, could we ask Comrade Song to help us out as well?"
"There are too many case files on Diao Xuemin."
"Of course, I know this isn't Comrade Song's responsibility. It's just that he's too busy. The brothers have been working hard for these days and are a little exhausted."
"There are so many things to do next. We can all interrogate and run away, but it's just this word that makes me feel really sleepy." Old Chen said a little embarrassedly.
"You go and see what's going on over there with Comrade Song. Forget it, I'll go." Shen Weidong said as he stood up.
"Thank you, Director Shen." Old Chen was so happy that he almost wanted to give Shen Weidong a leg massage.
They would be so happy if someone could help them with the paperwork.
Of course, he also knew that Comrade Song was a very capable person and it was impossible for him to do these word processing tasks for a long time.
But they don't ask people to do it for a long time, they just want to lend a hand when they are so busy.
Lao Chen called out to Shen Weidong.
"What's wrong?"
"I just asked someone to pool their money to buy some fruit. When you go over, bring it to Comrade Song. It's a token of our appreciation."
"Put it there first, and then give it to them when they can come over to help you. Otherwise, if you bring the things directly to their door, will they agree or not?"
Shen Weidong waved his hand and strode away.
Old Chen stood still and patted his thigh lightly. It was true!
His brain can't compare with Director Shen's.
Otherwise, he would be the director, and he only became the team leader after struggling through many situations.
Archives room.
When Shen Weidong entered, Song Qingyun was sitting there, and his expression did not look particularly good.
Shen Weidong asked with concern.
"fine."
Song Qingyun explained briefly, and Zheng Yan showed her an original photo.
Shen Weidong was so angry that he laughed, "Zheng Yan is capable of doing this. That kid is very stubborn. If he didn't often deal with dead people, who knows how many people he would have offended."
Song Qingyun also laughed, "Comrade Zheng has a simple heart and is very rigorous in his work."
Shen Weidong laughed, “You are still good at praising people.”
"Director Shen, what do you want to talk to me about?" Song Qingyun asked. She knew that Shen Weidong was so busy that he didn't even have time to sleep, and it was impossible for him to come to her for no reason.
Shen Weidong briefly explained Lao Chen and the others’ request.
"These people have been under a huge workload lately. They feel sleepy just by looking at words, so they wanted to see how you're doing."
Song Qingyun looked at her file bag. She processed a small part of it and said, "These are the ones for now."
She pointed to the file lying nearby.
"There's not enough time to check the others yet. If you're not in a hurry, I can put them down and help them deal with these things for the time being." Song Qingyun said.
The decision-making power of this matter was handed over to Shen Weidong again.
Shen Weidong thought for a moment, “Then help them first. Diao Xuemin’s case is the top priority right now, and the people above don’t have the energy to check files or anything.”
Song Qingyun nodded. "Okay, I'll take these things. You can have them send them to me. The documents won't leave this door. I'll sort them out and then call them over to get them."
Shen Weidong nodded.
"Okay, I'll go tell them. These people are so kind, they even bought you some fruit. We are just rough guys, and when we give something, it's from the heart. Just accept it."
"good."