Chapter 47 Don't worry, the sky won't fall.
The next morning.
Yu Qing squeezed onto the bus early.
The train carriage was packed with people. He leaned against a corner, holding his phone in both hands, carefully browsing the news of the day, searching for any clues.
Even after thoroughly searching through today's news, I still haven't seen any reports of murders.
Yu Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems he's overthinking things.
Lu Chi asked for leave yesterday because something really happened at home; he wasn't lying to him.
The bus has pulled into the familiar stop.
Yu Qing put her phone in her pocket and slowly got off the bus with the flow of people.
The morning sunlight shone on the school gate, where Huang Dafa, like a gatekeeper, still stood, his gaze sweeping over the students coming and going.
"Hello, teacher."
Yu Qing greeted him politely.
Huang Dafa nodded calmly, but when he saw that it was Yu Qing, Huang Dafa's constipated face became even more gloomy.
He then snorted coldly and made no response.
Yu Qing touched his nose, pretending not to see Huang Dafa, and couldn't help but quicken his pace guiltily.
Enter the classroom.
His gaze instinctively drifted to the corner, where, sure enough, the unused seat was occupied; Lu Chi was tidying up his textbooks.
As quiet as ever.
Aside from doing his homework, Lu Chi was very quiet the rest of the time. As long as no one bothered him, he could sit there silently all day.
I have no idea what he's thinking.
Yu Qing went to her seat, sat down by herself, put her schoolbag in the desk, and looked down to find the homework that was due today.
But then I suddenly realized that something was blocking my schoolbag in the desk, and I couldn't stuff it in no matter what I did.
Yu Qing had no choice but to take the schoolbag out again and look down inside.
He spotted a bottle of Gatorade at a glance.
It lies there quietly.
"Huh?"
Yu Qing picked up the drink and frowned slightly.
He thought for a long time but couldn't recall where the bottle of water came from.
Suddenly, I noticed that Lu Chi's expression was a little tense.
He tentatively asked, "Did you put this here?"
Lu Chi didn't even look up, continuing to organize the books, and stammered, "For...for you."
Yu Qing was stunned.
He asked with a hint of confusion, "For me?"
Lu Chi nodded: "You treated me to water last time, so I'll treat you this time. It's a matter of reciprocity."
Yu Qing immediately realized what was happening.
He suddenly realized and said, "Oh, so that's what you're talking about?"
He seemed to remember Lu Chi telling him that.
But he didn't take those words to heart at all.
After all, it's just a bottle of water, nothing valuable.
Unexpectedly, Lu Chi actually bought it for him.
And it's the same brand of beverage.
Seeing that Yu Qing kept staring at the drink, Lu Chi said, "I didn't know what you liked to drink, so I bought the same one as last time because I thought it was pretty good. If you don't like it, I'll go get another one..."
"No need," Yu Qing waved her hand and said, "I'm not picky about food."
He picked up the drink, opened the bottle, and took a sip.
Lu Chi asked, "How...how is it?"
Yu Qing pursed her lips: "It'll have to do."
"oh."
Lu Chi nodded thoughtfully.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Yu Qing's gaze fell on the gauze on Lu Chi's right wrist, the edges of which were still stained with a bit of dark red.
"Is your hand still not healed?" he asked with concern.
Lu Chi glanced down, instinctively hiding behind him, and said in a very low voice, "Not...not yet."
...
Standing on the second floor, Xu Zhi looked out the window at the students running and playing, and couldn't help but sigh, "Ah, youth is so wonderful! If I could go back to my student days, I would definitely study hard. Why couldn't I understand that back then?"
Bai Xiao said calmly, "Did you pass your driving test (Part 2)?"
"Stop talking, I've already hung up three times. Why are you suddenly asking this?" Xu Zhi asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Actually, some people are simply not suited to driving, and forcing them to learn will only harm others."
"Master, I feel like there's something hidden in your words."
Bai Xiao explained, "What I mean is that learning is like driving. Not everyone is suited to studying. There's a saying that everyone has their own unique talents. Heaven is fair; if it closes a door for you, it will surely open a window. Just because you're not good at studying doesn't mean you're not good at other fields. We should do what we're good at in our areas of expertise."
"So you brought me to a foot massage parlor?"
Xu Zhi remained silent.
Bai Xiao lay comfortably on the sofa, enjoying the massage from the masseuse opposite him. He squinted his eyes and said, "Proper relaxation helps with memory and thinking. Don't stand there, come and enjoy it with me."
"Master, my leg isn't healed yet!" Xu Zhi said with a wry smile.
"Is it that serious?" Bai Xiao couldn't help but glance at Xu Zhi's leg in surprise.
Xu Zhi looked aggrieved: "The doctor said I can't get it wet."
"That's quite serious." Bai Xiao stroked his chin, looking thoughtful. "How about this, I'll treat you to hot pot later? It'll help you recover properly!"
Xu Zhi was utterly speechless: "Master, sometimes I really admire your composure. Even with the situation so dire, you still have the mood to go for a foot massage and hot pot. Director Yuan gave us a strict order: if we don't solve Zhao Qiangdong's case this week, everyone will be punished."
Bai Xiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, the sky won't fall."
“But this time it’s a northerly wind, and it’s very strong,” Xu Zhi said with a wry smile.
Bai Xiao took the handkerchief from the technician, wiped the water off his feet, and slowly stood up: "Let's go!"
"Where to?" Xu Zhi asked, looking puzzled.
Bai Xiao stomped on his disposable slippers, making a slapping sound, and picked up his car keys from the sofa: "Weiwei just called; there's a new lead in Lu Yao's case."
Xu Zhi's expression changed instantly, and he limped after him, saying, "But Master, Director Yuan told us to investigate Zhao Qiangdong's case first."
"This is a case."
......
The door to the dissection room was pushed open.
The cold air, carrying formaldehyde, washed over me like an invisible tide up to my ankles.
Qin Ruowei stood with her back to the door, her white coat tied at her waist, revealing her slender and straight calves. She wore a double mask, and her delicate fingers held tweezers, gently touching Lu Yao's bluish-purple wound.
The whole room smelled of gray, white, and rust.
She alone was like a flower blooming alone in a cold world.
Cold and dazzling.
Hearing the sound, Qin Ruowei put down her tools, turned around, and glanced in the direction of the door.
"You've come at the right time, come and take a look."
Bai Xiao and Xu Zhi skillfully put on masks and rubber gloves and came to Qin Ruowei's side.
The light in the dissection room sizzled.
Qin Ruowei turned the shadowless lamp down to its lowest setting, and the pale beam of light fell on the inside of Lu Yao's left calf, where there were two tiny red dots, which were the wounds from the snake bites.
Xu Zhi squinted, almost pressing his entire face against the wound, and muttered something.
There's nothing there?
Bai Xiao didn't answer, but instead took out a miniature magnifying glass from his pocket.
He leaned closer and examined it carefully.
One second, two seconds.
A tiny drop of blood suddenly seeped from the edge of the red dot. Under the light, it revealed a micro-wound—the size of a pinhead, with its edge slightly turned outward by tweezers.
"This is......."
Bai Xiao was startled, then his eyes widened suddenly.
He raised his head and looked at Qin Ruowei.
Qin Ruowei nodded to him: "4 millimeters in diameter, slanted insertion into the skin, 15° angle."
"So that's how it is." Bai Xiao finally understood.
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