After leaving the deceased's house, Fu Hange walked side by side with Tao Yiqiu and said, "Do you think you can believe what that old woman said?"
Fu Hange put her hands behind her back, looking like a charming woman: "What's there to disbelieve? She's just an old woman, she wouldn't lie to us, would she?"
Tao Yiqiu paused for a moment, then lowered her head and pondered, "It's not entirely believable. Have you ever thought about why she knows our identities and is so clear that we're here today?"
"You mean she prepared a story beforehand to mislead us?"
"Both are possible, but I'm more inclined to believe that she was trying to cover it up."
Fu Hange was a little confused and gestured with her hands, asking, "Then why would she do that?"
Tao Yiqiu stopped in her tracks: "I don't know. I'll have Lily check her identity when we get back."
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Tao Yiqiu returned to the police station to check the case files, and Tang Yehuai called Fu Hange to come to his current location.
Fu Hange remained calm and went back to the hotel to change her clothes and wash the dirty ones. By the time everything was done, it was almost seven o'clock.
Tang Yehua urged her more than once on the phone, but Fu Hange pretended not to hear.
When she arrived, she discovered that the location was actually a bar!
The most eye-catching person in the crowd was Tang Yehuai, who was drinking whiskey with a bunch of beautiful women around him, feeding each other. The way they were doing it gave Fu Hange goosebumps.
Although there was nothing excessive about it, this was the first time Fu Hange had ever seen Tang Yehuai so flirtatious. She couldn't reconcile this with the blushing Fu Yuanchen.
Just as she was thinking this, Fu Hange strode over to the nonchalant forensic doctor and stood behind him.
Tang Yehua noticed her, put his arm around Fu Hange, and said to the bartender, "One glass of vodka."
Fu Hange immediately pushed him away: "So intense?"
"It's so boring if you don't go out and have some excitement. You're stuck in a pile of dead bodies all day. How can you prove you're still alive if you don't find some thrills?"
Fu Hange was speechless. Why not just live a good life?
During the conversation, vodka was quickly brought to the table, and Tang Yehuai kept urging her, "Have a drink?"
Fu Hange had drunk this kind of liquor before, but its strength was at least 50%. One cup would be enough to make a novice feel like his intestines were about to burst.
Tang Yehuai seemed to have sensed her thoughts. He brought over the drinks and whispered in Fu Hange's ear, "Do you see the man sitting over there? Our people know that he was in this bar on the night of the incident. The surveillance footage shows that he had contact with the female victim."
Fu Hange looked in the direction Tang Yehua pointed out and, sure enough, saw the man Tang Yehua had mentioned, about two tables away from them.
A middle-aged person, slightly overweight, of medium height, probably between 40 and 50 years old, with dark fingers, calluses on the base of the thumb, dull complexion, drooping eyes, and deep dark circles under the eyes, likely due to stress from frequently staying up late or overworking.
Fu Hange immediately became alert and asked Tang Yehuai, "You mean you want me to seduce him?"
Tang Yehuai wagged his index finger: "You can't say that. I just want you to go and find out what's going on. Don't worry, I'll be right behind you. If anything seems off, stop the operation immediately."
Fu Hange thought about it and still felt it wasn't safe. She guessed that he had deliberately called her here for this purpose. She then looked at the beautiful woman next to him and said, "Since you need women, you have plenty of them right next to you."
"No, none of them are as pretty as you."
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