Chapter 806: The Third Sister Steps In and Begins Profiling
Zhong Jincheng: Lu Yuanqiu, you bastard! ! ! What's taking longer?!
『Lu Yuanqiu』: You are really something, you are so mean. When I stop writing, I will see where you can cry.
Zhong Jincheng: Dad!!! Please, update!! At the beginning of this new semester, I was blocked in the milk tea shop by people asking for updates, and that shit wasn't even written by me!
『Lu Yuanqiu』: Let me finish the things at hand first.
『Zhong Jincheng』: Okay, Dad.
It sounds so smooth.
"When the time comes, you'll know that not only was your father the one who gave you the story, but he also provided the funding. Wouldn't you call me Grandpa?" Lu Yuanqiu thought amusedly as he sat at the table.
The snoring sound came back and forth above his head.
Xu Siyang and Fingel seemed to have learned new skills in the new semester. When they slept, their upper bodies hung by the bed. If the Taoist priest had not shaved his long hair, it would look like two Sadakos hanging there.
If the uncle were here, he would definitely scream "Ouch" and quickly wake the two of them up so that they could have a good sleep. But Lu Yuanqiu was different. He just wanted to see them scared when they woke up.
He opened Zheng Yifeng's chat interface and saw the message Zheng Yifeng replied to early in the morning.
Lu Yuanqiu had been struggling with one thing. He put down his phone, thought for a moment, sat at the table, bit his fist, and still sent a message.
Lu Yuanqiu: Can you come back before the New Year? I have something important to tell you.
It was Dai Yidan. Lu Yuanqiu was really afraid that Dai Yidan would die accidentally while he was hesitating.
Who will ultimately be held responsible for this regrettable sin?
Zheng Yifeng's personality might not make him sad, but Lu Yuanqiu would feel uncomfortable with his hesitation.
Zheng Yifeng didn't reply, he must be on the plane.
At this time, the sound of military training exercises came from the playground. Lu Yuanqiu turned his head and looked at the gray sky outside the window. He walked between the two "hanged men" and came to the window. A faint mist hit his face.
It had just rained a little this morning, and Lu Yuanqiu suddenly remembered the military training in his freshman year of high school, which happened to be raining. The instructor asked them to gather indoors and showed a movie in every classroom, but Lu Yuanqiu couldn't remember what the movie was.
Bai Qingxia must remember what she watched at that time. She had just arrived at a strange school and was not well fed. She must have been looking forward to not having to undergo military training but staying in the classroom to watch a movie.
"Qingqing..."
Fingle's talking in his sleep was heard from behind.
Lu Yuanqiu turned around and picked up his phone. Fortunately, his senior reminded him. He almost forgot that he still had things to do today.
『Lu Yuanqiu』: I'm taking my third sister to find Luo Qiang. Do you want to go?
"Bai Qingxia": Go ahead, go.
Last night, Lu Yuanqiu had already contacted Lao Song to confirm the current progress. The approach of comparing the portrait with the prisoner database had basically failed, and no person could be matched at all. There were two possibilities. One was that the driver had no criminal record, or there was no record of him.
Another possibility is that the portrait is not accurate.
But the path of the white Santana has become a little clearer. By searching the vehicle registration system for the registration records of this model in the local or surrounding areas, focusing on whether there are any scrapped and deregistered vehicles ten years ago, and narrowing the scope, and adding the one with the broken front glass, some eligible cars have been found. This is the latest progress, but the number of cars is still large, close to a thousand.
What we need to do now is to check the owner's information through the license plate. The police are very busy, so Old Song hurriedly said a few words to Lu Yuanqiu and hung up the phone.
He couldn't help with anything else, and certainly wouldn't compare the third sister with other professionals. Lu Yuanqiu actually just wanted to see what the third sister would look like when profiled. Anyway, the courses were easy these days, and the workshop construction at the company had not been completed yet, so he might as well be free.
Hey, I just don’t write.
If Zhong Jincheng knew this, he would probably be furious.
After reuniting with Bai Qingxia, the two went to look for their third sister. On the way, Bai Qingxia hesitantly told Lu Yuanqiu what she had said on the phone yesterday: "My dad wants to go back to Lucheng."
"What are you going to do?"
"He said he was going to the cemetery to check it out."
"Can you let him wait? Until our weekend."
"You're also afraid that he'll do something else, right?"
Lu Yuanqiu nodded. He was really afraid that the first thing his father-in-law would do after he recovered was to take a machete and chop the white rhino from Penglai East Road to Nantianmen.
My third sister had been notified online long ago. She was downstairs in the graduate building, wearing a purple dress and holding a drawing board under her arm. She yawned loudly, and it seemed as if an apple could be stuffed into her round mouth.
Lu Yuanqiu and the other man walked up to her. The third sister raised her head, and a shadow covered her fair face.
"Where's the pen?"
"I forgot."
"you……"
“Oh my…”
Seeing their third sister hurriedly running back, Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia froze in place like two pieces of wood.
After leaving the school gate, the three of them opened the door and got into a taxi. Lu Yuanqiu had Luo Qiang's contact information and had already made an appointment with him to meet.
"Who do you want to draw?"
The third sister asked in the car.
"Can you draw a person whose face is so blurry that I can barely remember the details of his face?"
The third sister looked at him, blinked twice, and said nothing.
"Are you listening?"
"without."
"……what's on your mind?"
"Vanilla pudding and Black Forest cake. I'm so hungry. I haven't had breakfast yet. Have you guys had breakfast yet?"
Bai Qingxia: "..."
Lu Yuanqiu: "I'll buy it for you later."
"Okay." Lu Douqing responded and asked again: "Who do you want to draw?"
"...a person whose appearance is very vague. I can't remember the facial details, but I can roughly remember everything else. Can you draw his face?"
Lu Douqing raised her head to look at him and blinked twice.
"Forget it, driver, just drive to Chenxia campus." Lu Yuanqiu waved forward helplessly.
After the car drove away, Lu Douqing responded dully, "Breakfast stalls don't sell vanilla pudding."
"You're dwelling on this?! Holy shit!"
Seeing Lu Yuanqiu pressing her philtrum, Bai Qingxia quickly reached out and touched his chest: "Breathe, breathe..."
Finally, when they arrived at the Chenxia campus, Lu Yuanqiu bought her a small vanilla pudding at the school supermarket. Lu Douqing happily ate it with a spoon. Lu Yuanqiu went back and took back the drawing board she had forgotten at the supermarket checkout counter.
On the side of the road inside the school, Lu Yuanqiu pointed at Lu Douqing's head.
"You must draw me a face today, even a pig's head, or I'll leave you here," Lu Yuanqiu threatened, then added, "But you can't really draw a pig's head, do you hear me?"
Being with this guy can really shorten your life.
Lu Douqing nodded immediately.
She shook the vanilla pudding: "Delicious."
Bai Qingxia laughed out loud beside her.
(End of this chapter)
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