After entering the pharmacy, Li Chu took a shower first, only to find that the room was prepared for everything except for towels to dry himself.
There was no other way but to let it air dry.
After his body had dried off, he dressed again. Instead of lying down on the cot, he sat at the table, carefully recalling the two people he had met that night.
He wanted to see if he could draw those two people.
After sitting there recalling for a long time, he still had no choice but to give up, because he really couldn't see the faces of those two people at all.
All I know is that one of them has a slightly pointed chin, and the other person looks like they have a square face; both are quite thin.
I know nothing about the rest.
There's simply no way to draw anything useful this way.
Even so, he still spent a long time doodling on the paper with a pencil, but the final result made him laugh.
If this thing were handed over to the police so they could use it to find someone, even Wang Jiadong would probably curse inwardly.
Shaking his head, Li Chu casually tossed the two portraits he had drawn onto the table, then lay down on the cot without taking off his clothes and drifted off to sleep.
For the first time in decades, he was woken up by his wife in the morning.
What time did you go to sleep last night?
"It's probably around three or four o'clock, I didn't check the time."
"Go wash up and change your clothes. Xiao Yi has already bought breakfast."
"I slept like a log."
“You’re right. I’ve been standing by the bed for ages, and you haven’t made a sound.”
Ding Qiunan's words forced Li Chu to admit that he was getting old too.
In the past, this would have been impossible; he would have woken up at the slightest noise outside.
Even if I only sleep for an hour or two, I'll still wake up feeling energetic and alert in the morning, instead of feeling groggy like I am now.
...
"By the way, darling, when I went to wake you this morning, I saw the portrait you drew on the table."
After breakfast, Li Chu drove his wife and Wen Hui to work. Halfway there, Ding Qiunan suddenly remembered what she had seen that morning and spoke up.
"Hmm, what's wrong?"
Which of those two portraits belongs to the second person?
"That one with the square face."
"That person has a mole above their mouth and nose."
"You saw it?" Li Chu asked in surprise as he stepped on the brakes upon hearing this.
“I saw it. It should be a mole. I saw it when he walked past us sideways.”
"Left or right side of the nose?"
"Let me think." Sitting in the car, Ding Qiunan turned around and gestured before saying with certainty, "The left side, to the left of the nose."
Li Chu thought about it and realized that the two people had passed by from their left side, so it was normal that they could see each other since they were facing each other from left to left.
At that time, his attention was mainly focused on the first person who spoke, and he only glanced at the second person who followed behind, without seeing him clearly.
"I'll call Jiadong later and tell him that we might need to take your statement. Just cooperate."
"That's no problem."
"Dad, what's it like to give a statement?" Li Wenhui, who had been sitting in the back row listening to their conversation, asked.
"What feelings could you possibly have? Just tell me what you see."
"Is it in the police station, where you sit behind the iron bars, and there are two police officers here, one to ask questions and the other to take notes?"
"Where did you see this?" Li Chu stared at his daughter in disbelief in the rearview mirror.
Ding Qiunan also laughed heartily.
That's how it's portrayed on TV.
"What you're talking about is when interrogating a suspect. Normally, when you provide clues to the police officers handling the case, it's not like that. Like last night, we were just standing on the side, I said what I was doing, they wrote it down, and then they would ask me any questions they had."
"By the way, Huihui, let's buy Xiaoyi a motorcycle later. Now that you live here and your commute is far, a motorcycle will be faster for him. Otherwise, it's too tiring to ride a bicycle every day."
"Huh? Dad, how did you come up with this? Motorcycles are so expensive, and we'll have to pay for gas later," Li Wenhui said with some concern.
This girl is just like her mother; she's reluctant to spend money.
"Your dividends for this year are coming down soon, and this time it will definitely be more than last year. With a motorcycle, it will be more convenient to go wherever you want to go."
These words struck a chord with Wenhui. She thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll go back and discuss it with him."
At the hospital, Li Chu didn't rush to the outpatient clinic. Instead, he went to his office first, where Zhao Zhijun had just finished cleaning.
"Good morning, Director."
"Good morning, Zhijun. I don't have any special plans for the next couple of days, do I?"
"Nothing's planned, Director. I heard there was a murder case there yesterday?"
"Wow, you've heard about it?"
"It's all over the news, saying that a family of more than ten people was wiped out."
"That's an exaggeration. A few people did die in that family, but there were definitely more than a dozen." Li Chu waved his hand.
Just as I was about to say something more, the phone on the table rang.
After hanging up the phone, the expression on his face looked rather strange.
The call was from Wang Jiadong, who said that his bureau chief and the deputy bureau chief in charge of criminal investigation were coming to visit him.
Last night, because the scene was rather chaotic, everyone just greeted each other and didn't say much.
They came today for two reasons: first, to take a new statement; and second, mainly because they were worried that sending just anyone would cause dissatisfaction here, given the vast difference in their status and rank.
Okay, now I don't need to go to the clinic today.
The second statement took place smoothly, and Ding Qiunan was also interviewed. They hadn't expected there to be new clues this time; the suspect had such a clear mark on his face, which greatly reduced the difficulty of solving the case.
Even so, with millions of people in Beijing, finding someone is still like finding a needle in a haystack.
Through conversations with leaders of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Li Chu learned that the suspect was likely an acquaintance of the Fu family. After killing the man, the suspect robbed the house of all its valuables. They did not know the exact amount of money stolen, but according to the youngest son of the Fu family, who did not live at home, there should have been at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in cash, as well as valuable gold and silver jewelry.
Good heavens, after hearing this, he could only mutter to himself, these people are really rich, they have so much cash on hand, aren't they just asking for trouble?
The city bureau leaders were very grateful to Li Chu and his wife. It was because they discovered and reported the case immediately that they were able to set up surveillance in time, which greatly increased the possibility of solving the case.
Otherwise, if we delay for another two days, the daylilies will be too cold.
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