Xia Weiwei took a nice bath before putting on a cold expression and going downstairs for dinner.
"I can't eat anything too greasy at night, so I made some porridge."
"Hmm." Xia Weiwei responded noncommittally, spread the case file on the dining table, glanced at it, took a sip of thick porridge, and occasionally glanced at Gao Feng to see if he was peeking at her.
"Don't worry, I have absolutely no interest in your job duties."
"Cold-blooded!"
Gao Ang almost coughed up blood. He never expected that her counterattack would come from such an unexpected angle.
He had already calculated the plot. If he asked her about the case out of curiosity, he would definitely be criticized mercilessly. He had even imagined the scenarios: he was not qualified to investigate the case, it involved confidential information, and he might even be labeled a suspect.
“This case isn’t a missing person case, it’s a murder.” Since he had already been personally attacked, Gao Ang no longer held back and directly stated his judgment.
"Huh?" Xia Weiwei was a little confused, wondering what his answer had to do with her previous sentence. After a few seconds, her expression changed, and she glared at him fiercely. "You were peeking at my files?"
“It’s not peeking, it’s looking openly and honestly,” Gao Ang corrected her grammatical error.
Do you know you've broken the law?
"Come on, Miss. This is a matter of life and death. Don't argue with me anymore. The most important thing is to find the victim's body as soon as possible and file a case, otherwise the murderer will have vanished without a trace."
After being rebuked by Gao Feng, Xia Weiwei suddenly realized something. Yes, does peeping really matter? The important thing is to solve the case quickly, and finding the missing person would be best. If it really is a murder case…
"On what basis do you conclude it was murder?"
“A strong, healthy adult male, his belongings were all intact on the bedside table, there were no valuable clues in the surveillance footage, and no kidnappers came to demand any ransom. Isn’t this murder? It’s just that the murderer wanted to exploit a loophole in the law and turn the murder into a missing person case. If your team can’t find the body, then we can only treat it as a missing person case.”
"Your evidence is insufficient. He could also have gone out drinking or hanging out with friends."
"Miss, it's 2020 already. Can you survive without a cell phone? You'd be unable to move an inch!" Gao Ang looked at her like she was an idiot and mocked her wantonly.
In fact, as soon as she finished speaking, Xia Weiwei regretted her impulsiveness. Her words were full of loopholes, and even she herself couldn't believe that she had said them.
Now that Gao Feng had seized on his weakness and launched a tirade against him, he became somewhat enraged and grabbed the case file, ready to strike.
"What, you're resorting to violence just because you can't win an argument? If you dare hit me, I'll call the police."
"I am a police officer."
"As a person involved in the case, you automatically evade your police identity."
"I haven't even hit you, how come you're already involved in the case?"
“…You make a lot of sense, I’ve decided not to hold it against you…Ouch, why did you actually hit me?” Taking advantage of Gao Feng’s momentary lapse in attention, Xia Weiwei slapped his arm hard.
After venting her anger and humiliation, Xia Weiwei immediately felt much lighter.
"If it was murder, who was the killer?"
Now that the case had come up, Gao Ang stopped joking around with her and thought about it seriously for a while before saying, "The first person to call the police, or the most direct beneficiary, if these two people have the same identity, then that person is the murderer."
The case file shows that the couple was quite wealthy. Pudong Township was undergoing a major development recently, and their farmland and houses were requisitioned and demolished. They received five houses as compensation, and their total cash amounted to nearly ten million yuan. Both of them were remarried and had a son with their first wives, so the motive for murder could be established.
If the man dies, the first beneficiary is undoubtedly the person who reported the case, which is his wife. Their child is only 13 years old and still a minor. Even according to the principles of inheritance distribution, the woman has guardianship of the child. She will first receive half of the property and then distribute it reasonably according to the Inheritance Law. She still has the initiative in this distribution.
"Two people have lived together for more than ten years, and suddenly he kills his lover? It's too sudden, isn't it?" Although Gao Feng's analysis of the motive was valid, it didn't make logical sense, so Xia Weiwei raised her own questions.
"You can only see this much from the case file. As for whether there are other motives, that depends on your investigative abilities," Gao Feng suggested with a shrug and an ambiguous tone.
Xia Weiwei narrowed her beautiful eyes and carefully examined the man in front of her again. "I didn't expect you to know a little about case analysis."
"That's right, after all, I graduated from a university of political science and law." He tossed his head smugly, blew on his drooping bangs, and spoke with an air of self-satisfaction.
“We have discussed all of what you have said. There is a motive, but the evidence is insufficient to file a case.”
What?
So all my analysis just now was a joke in other people's eyes?
Seeing Gao Feng's dumbfounded expression, Xia Weiwei finally smiled happily: "You think you're so great? You really think our police force is just sitting around doing nothing?"
The dossier she placed on the table was official data, containing clues that had been fully confirmed. Gao Feng's previous guesses and Cao Kun's deductions were basically consistent, but all of this was just speculation and not something that could be presented in a formal setting. They could only keep these guesses in their notebooks or in their minds. Whether they would appear in the dossier depended on whether there was solid evidence.
After a brief analysis, Gao Ang roughly understood the situation. He looked at Xia Weiwei speechlessly and muttered, "Is it fun to tease people?"
"It's fun."
"..."
Xia Weiwei didn't say something: Cao Kun had asked her to bring the case file back, and his purpose was self-evident.
But should we let her give Gao Yuan directly?
That's impossible; her personality wouldn't allow her to do that. As for why she got angry after discovering Gao Feng had seen it, it was purely to avoid giving herself away too obviously, and to prank Gao Feng a little—a win-win situation.
Feeling tricked, Gao Feng had no desire to continue the conversation. He cleared away the dishes and muttered that he wanted to go back to his room.
What are you doing?
"Let's go live."
"Is it okay if we don't do a live stream?"
"If I don't stream, will you support me?"
The atmosphere was slightly awkward, and playing background music from the movie "King of Comedy" at this moment would have been particularly fitting.
His answer was a beautiful back view.
...
Ever since discovering that mutation abilities can produce a magnetic effect on the deck, Gao Ang has grown to love Dota Auto Chess even more. Come to think of it, isn't the point of playing games to have fun? If you get eliminated in the first eight every game, who would want to continue playing?
Being able to "absorb" the cards and equipment you want is even better than cheating.
Others spend tens of dollars on D and get nothing, but he doesn't need to D at all. He just sits and waits for the cards to refresh and light up five lights. Every message that floats by in the barrage is a system prompt for him to synthesize high-level cards. This behavior, which can be described as cheating, has made his ladder ranking rise rapidly. He has soared from 'Cardinal' a few days ago to 'Queen Gatekeeper'.
The so-called "Queen Gatekeeper" means that his ranking is at the very bottom of the Queen stage. Currently, his ranking is 999, which is the result of skipping the King stage after winning the previous game.
According to the hidden MMR hints, he is still nearly 5,000 points behind the first place. Winning a chicken dinner adds 100 points, leaving the game at the bottom deducts 100 points, fourth place adds 20 points, and so on.
With one week left until the end of the season, Gao Ang has decided to push for a top 10 ranking on the ladder.
The gap between him and the tenth place on the ladder is much smaller, less than 2,000 points, which means that barring any unforeseen circumstances, he can break into that position in about thirty games.
Based on a workload of ten tasks per day, it would take about three days.
It's 10:15 PM on June 23rd. If I rest at 2 AM, I can probably play five or six games. With a goal in mind, Gao Feng enthusiastically embarked on his journey to climb the ranks.
While playing the game, he kept thinking about a problem. It had been raining all day, and the sun was barely shining. The whole sky looked gloomy. When he delivered lunch to Xia Weiwei, he had to turn on the car lights. Walking on the road felt no different than walking at night.
The necessary condition for photosynthesis is sunlight. Given this weather, photosynthesis in his skin should be significantly inhibited, which would make him hungry.
"Could it be that the energy or nutrients stored up previously are greater than what we consume today?"
Gao Ang could only console himself with this thought, then took out his diary and, during a break from fighting monsters, filled in today's entries:
June 23, cloudy, the sky was dark and gloomy.
All bodily functions are normal, and there are no other adverse reactions. However, there is some concern regarding the effectiveness of photosynthesis in the skin; can photosynthesis still occur in cloudy conditions? This is unknown and requires further observation.
As he wrote this, Gao Ang recalled the skin experiment he had done. The skin did change color under the influence of iodine, but the degree of change was very different from the change in the leaves that his high school biology teacher had done. If the degree of change were expressed numerically, the skin would be 2 and the leaves would be 10.
These two figures are merely a comparison based on his personal impression; the real scientific basis must be supported by experimental results.
"It seems I need to find some time to do another experiment."
Thinking of this, Gao Ang worried about his forearms: You're going to have to work hard again.
Just as Gao Feng was planning how to conduct the next comparative experiment, he seemed to hear some abnormal sounds.
"Ouch... Ouch... That hurts!"
He was quite certain that he hadn't been playing pornographic videos in the background of his computer. He had to be careful about this when he was live streaming, after all, he was a semi-public figure, wasn't he?
Where did this sound come from?
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