Chapter 34 Super High-Grade Bulls and Horses

After the forensic doctor finished speaking, there was a moment of silence.

After the three of them made eye contact, their expressions were all indescribable, and the forensic doctor couldn't help but push up his glasses.

"...Is there a problem?"

He quickly took the autopsy report from Lin Ming's hand, glanced through it, and looked up in confusion.

"Did I say something wrong, or is there a problem with the report?"

"No. You're a professional, so of course we trust your expertise."

Lin Ming sighed deeply, omitting the part about the psychic connection, and only saying that they suspected Jiang Caixia's younger brother, Jiang Yuan.

"They are siblings, and I heard from the neighbors that Jiang Yuan has a girlfriend, so it's unlikely that he would do such a thing to his own sister."

"So we were just thinking, is Jiang Yuan's approach not feasible?"

The forensic pathologist gently tapped his chin with the folder containing the autopsy report and shook his head. "There are too many psychopaths out there. How can we rule out suspicion just because he has a girlfriend?"

“Inspector Lin,” he looked Lin Ming up and down with a mocking gaze, “could it be that you also have a sister, and you think, out of consideration for others, that Jiang Yuan couldn’t possibly have committed a crime?”

Thinking of his sister, a crack appeared in Lin Ming's cold expression, and he inexplicably shivered.

"That's certainly one reason, but I've met Jiang Yuan and I don't think he's that kind of person."

"By the way, Miss Chu," he turned to Chu Ci, "you're familiar with Jiang Caixia, and you're also acquainted with Jiang Yuan. What do you think of Jiang Yuan's relationship with his girlfriend?"

Chu Ci thought hard for a moment, then pursed her lips.

"As far as I know, Jiang Yuan and his girlfriend have a very good relationship."

"Jiang Caixia once told me that her younger brother and his girlfriend grew up together and knew each other very well. Her younger brother had liked this girlfriend since he was a child and always wanted to marry her."

"It's just that the girl's parents wanted their daughter to marry into a wealthy family so that she could help support the family in the future, so they asked for a particularly high dowry. In recent years, Jiang Caixia and her younger brother have been working hard to save money, hoping to save up the dowry money as soon as possible."

Shen Xiuhe: "In that case, it's even less likely that Jiang Yuan would force his own sister."

The forensic doctor, sipping his coffee, suddenly raised a new hypothesis: "Is it possible that there was more than one killer?"

"What?"

The other three people present all looked up.

“What I mean is,” the forensic doctor put down his coffee cup, “is it possible that Jiang Yuan murdered his sister in collaboration with someone else?”

"Huh?" Shen Xiu's features scrunched up. "What good will doing this do for him?"

“Yes, what benefit would he get from doing this?” The forensic doctor shrugged. “If there’s no benefit, why do you suspect the deceased’s brother?”

"..."

Silence returned to the room.

Seeing that the three of them didn't want to say more, the forensic doctor yawned, took the autopsy report, and left the workroom.

"If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. I'm not really interested in knowing anyway."

As he packed up, he told Chu Ci and the other two to leave.

"It's too late now, I need to go home and sleep. You three, please leave."

"Then be careful on your way." Lin Ming led his men out, reminding the forensic doctor as he left, "If you find anything else, don't forget to let me know."

"Okay, okay, let's go."

After leaving the police station, Lin Ming and the other two got into the car.

Lin Ming: "I'll take you back."

"Inspector Lin," Shen Xiuhe said, fastening his seatbelt, "how do you plan to investigate?"

"Let's investigate Jiang Yuan first."

Lin Ming rubbed his throbbing temples, his eyes showing the numbness typical of a corporate slave after get off work.

"After all, there must be a reason why Jiang Caixia pointed him out."

Speaking of this, he thought of Chu Ci again.

"Miss Chu."

He looked at Chu Ci through the rearview mirror inside the car.

"I think you have great abilities. Would you be interested in becoming a real consultant at our police station?"

"Inspector Lin, are you trying to kidnap her?!" Shen Xiuhe's eyes widened. "Miss Chu is from our Kwun Tong district. Even if she wants to work at the police station, she should come to our Kwun Tong Police Station! Who would travel all the way to your Kowloon district every day!"

He quickly asked Chu Ci, who was sitting in the back, "You agree, Miss Chu? Such a long commute every day, your body definitely can't take it!"

Chu Ci glanced at the two of them and smirked, "Does either of you still remember that I run an incense shop? If I leave, won't my shop have to close down?"

Perhaps it's because Hong Kong has such a strong culture of ghosts and spirits, but these two police officers, having been exposed to it all along, accepted her claim of being a psychic so quickly.

If this happened in her previous life, she would have been dragged to a psychiatrist to have her brain checked.

Shen Xiuhe: "Miss Chu, the salaries at our police station are very high! No matter how good your incense shop's income is, can it be higher than the salaries at our police station?"

Chu Ci smiled at him and asked, "How much is your daily wage?"

“Daily wage?” Shen Xiuhe tilted his head and thought for a moment. “I haven’t calculated it, but my monthly salary is between 90,000 and 120,000.”

"How much?" Chu Ci's voice suddenly rose eight octaves.

She originally planned to use the 40,000 yuan Cheng Tiancai gave her tonight to make a fuss, but she never expected to have such a high-class brothel hidden by her side!

"Between 90,000 and 120,000?"

Her response was Lin Ming's incredulous question.

"We hold the same rank, both are police superintendents, so why are you ranked so high?!"

“I’m British,” Shen Xiuhe patted his shoulder, “that’s a plus. By the way, how much is your monthly salary?”

Lin Ming was disappointed. "All the subsidies combined, in good times, can amount to more than 30,000 yuan."

"How many?!"

Chu Ci once again exclaimed in surprise, as if he had never seen anything like it before.

"More than 30,000?!"

The female reporter who consulted her for fortune telling had worked hard for so long at the newspaper, and her monthly salary was only three thousand!

She slumped back into her chair, her face changing color repeatedly.

Shen Xiuhe squinted and turned his head, about to make a joke, when he saw her face changing constantly, like a color palette.

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"What are you thinking about? You look so pale."

Chu Ci sighed softly, not wanting to look at his high-class, effeminate face.

"I used to think that you guys were always being besieged by reporters while handling cases, and that you were having a tough time..."

"But who would have thought that you would be earning such high salaries?"

If she were a reporter, seeing them wasting so much time without solving the case, she would also join in the attack.

No wonder I often see characters in movies yelling at the police for wasting their taxes.

She wants to curse now!

Shen Xiuhe didn't understand her implied meaning. "My status is an advantage. Lin Sir has a high position. Ordinary police officers don't have such high salaries. They're just average, maybe a few thousand dollars."

Hearing him say that, Chu Ci felt no comfort whatsoever and still let out a long sigh.

Unfortunately, Shen Xiuhe was oblivious to the situation and asked her, "What about you? How much do you earn in a day when you run your shop?"

"If you don't make money, you'll eat dirt when you're hungry and drink the northwest wind when you're thirsty."

Shen Xiuhe: "..."

Chu Ci's low mood persisted until she entered the elevator.

Usually, there aren't many people using the elevator at this time of night, but this time was different; the elevator stopped on the 8th floor.

Before the elevator doors had fully opened, she heard a commotion.

"I really like you! What does this have to do with Bai Anna? Even if her family is rich, can they control my feelings?"

"Enough! Stop talking! I don't like you! How many times do I have to say it before you understand! I said I don't like you!"

Upon hearing Chen Xinxin's voice, Chu Ci's expression hardened.

The elevator doors opened fully, and outside, Chen Xinxin was pulling and tugging at a boy who looked about sixteen or seventeen.

The boy was wearing a school uniform, with a tall and straight posture, handsome features, and a pair of particularly beautiful peach blossom eyes. Even though he was emotional at this moment, he was still stunningly beautiful.

He held Chen Xinxin's hand tightly, gazing at her intently.

This scene is just like a young couple arguing in a youth film.

But Chu Ci didn't think so.

Chen Xinxin was so angry that her eyes turned red. She reached out to pry the boy's wrist and tried to take one foot into the elevator, but the boy held her back tightly.

"Han Lang, let me go!"

She grabbed and pinched the boy's hand, showing a sense of utter despair and helplessness.

Even after she had scratched his hand until it bled, he still wouldn't let go.

"Han Lang, if you like playing these sentimental games, can't you go find someone else? I've already transferred schools, and you're still chasing after me. Are you out of your mind?!"

The boy named Han Lang looked at Chen Xinxin sadly, his pain mixed with a hint of doting helplessness.

Just as she was about to pull the person into her arms, Chen Xinxin's other hand was suddenly grabbed.

"Xin Xin?"

Chu Ci reached out from the elevator and grabbed Chen Xinxin's wrist with one hand, then looked up at Han Lang, who was clearly deluding himself.

"Xin Xin, who is he?"

Chen Xinxin's eyes lit up when she saw Chu Ci.

"Sister Aci!"

Suddenly emboldened, she bit the man's wrist and, taking advantage of his pain and release, quickly hid behind Chu Ci.

“Sister Aci, he was my classmate at my previous school.”

She pointed at the boy with a look of disgust.

"Like a leech, I've been hiding here, and he somehow found out my address and followed me here."

"I really had no other choice. I was originally planning to take the elevator to the 15th floor to find you..."

Chu Ci stared at the boy in front of her, feeling that the name "Han Lang" sounded familiar.

However, she had experienced too much today, and her mind couldn't process it all; she couldn't recall any plot details related to that name.

Han Lang's attitude was still quite polite when he saw Chu Ci.

Clutching her wound and lowering her head, her long, slender, dark eyelashes trembled slightly. "Sister Aci, hello. My name is Han Lang, and I was Xin Xin's classmate at her previous school."

"That's enough, Han Lang!" Chen Xinxin was disgusted by his address. "Are we that close? You should call me by my full name!"

Han Lang looked at her with red eyes, his thin lips moved as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

If Chu Ci didn't know Chen Xinxin well enough to know that she wasn't dating at this time, he would definitely think that the two of them were a young couple.

Han Lang's demeanor, expressions, and actions are all too misleading.

She pulled Chen Xinxin out of the elevator, and when she saw Han Lang, her eyes lit up. Just as he was about to speak, Chu Ci made a "stop" gesture.

I asked them both, "I just heard you mention Anna Bai. What does this have to do with her?"