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The case wasn't going anywhere.
From coffee to soda, soda to juice, juice to hot pot, hot pot to red wine, red wine to Wuliangye...
He didn't know how he got back. When Ping An, drunk as he was, suddenly regained some clarity, it was no longer time to talk about the case.
Looking at Qiao Yiyan's ardent eyes, it wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but that every character, every clue, and even every judgment that appeared in the case was like a seemingly unrelated piece of torn paper. Ping An tried hard to piece these fragments together, but he was powerless.
"A novel is still a novel after all. Sudden inspiration, wild imagination, and guessing the truth of the case with just a frown is all deception. Without sufficient evidence and thorough deduction, nothing can stand..."
With beauty before him, Ping An lowered his head and spoke softly, as if confiding, or perhaps comforting himself...
The case was ultimately not continued, especially in the face of Qiao Yiyan's fair skin. Ping An swallowed hard, holding back his urge, maintaining the last shred of gentlemanly demeanor.
"You know, right?" Qiao Yiyan leaned closer and whispered playfully in Ping An's ear, "My eldest sister is named Qiao Yidan, and she's the director of a public security sub-bureau. Do you know her!"
No wonder! For some reason, the last vestiges of reason and caution in Ping An's heart vanished without a trace upon hearing the name Qiao Yidan.
The good times were wonderful, indescribably so. After an unknown amount of time, Ping An, between sleep and wakefulness, heard his own heavy breathing. He tried to wake himself up but found he couldn't move his limbs. Just as he thought he was drunk again, a woman in a black trench coat appeared in his mind.
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"Brother Ping An, enjoying a new love, you should take it easy!" At some point, Chang Suo's lewd face appeared in his mind.
"Get lost!" Ping An roared hysterically.
"Hahahaha, guess what, am I the same as you right now? A beauty in my arms! And guess who my beauty is?" Chang Suo's face suddenly grew large, and in his bloody, gaping mouth, Lin Dang was faintly visible...
"Get lost! What do you think you are! Do you think you're important? Do you think you matter in this case? You're just a piece of trash trying to get attention! I won't give you a second glance, get lost!" Ping An roared, feeling like his throat was tearing.
"Uncle Ping An, I'm going to die, can you give Su Tang a message for me?"
At some point, Jiao Zi suddenly appeared before Ping An. Hearing Jiao Zi's voice, Ping An looked up, only to see a sharp knife, scissors, a screwdriver, and a saw blade stuck in Jiao Zi's head. Jiao Zi's face was pale, with blood flowing from all seven orifices. Her large eyes showed only the whites, devoid of life.
"Tell Su Tang that I lived my life in a muddle..."
The cold voice gradually faded away in Ping An's mind. Ping An wanted to grasp these voices, but his fingers touched only a chilling cold.
Perhaps it was because he was frightened by Jiao Zi's appearance, Ping An squatted down and hugged himself tightly.
He was trembling, he was afraid, he was repenting.
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Suddenly, he lifted his tear-streaked face and looked behind him—
Naturally, there was nothing behind him.
However, at that moment, Ping An seemed to feel someone watching him, no, peeking...
The long night finally passed.
On the familiar double bed in Qiao Yiyan's home, Ping An scratched his head and slowly opened his eyes.
This was Qiao Yiyan's bedroom. Of course, it was Qiao Yiyan's bedroom.
Ping An's head ached slightly. He opened his mouth to breathe, and a strong smell of bad breath mixed with a hint of alcohol. He had drunk too much again. How could he not control himself?
Although it was the second time they had shared a bed, Ping An still felt a little embarrassed. He quietly put on the clothes and pants scattered on the floor, then downed the half bottle of mineral water on the bedside table, and mechanically opened the bedroom door.
In the kitchen, Qiao Yiyan was humming a tune, diligently frying a piece of bacon. On the dining table, the freshly baked bread slices had not yet been taken out, and a large glass of red juice looked very nutritious.
"You're up?" At some point, Qiao Yiyan suddenly appeared behind Ping An and offered a sweet greeting, naturally hugging the clearly dazed Ping An.
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"Sitting like this today?" Ping An seemed not to have fully woken up. He noticed that the last time he had breakfast at Qiao Yiyan's, the tableware on the dining table was arranged "face to face." Today, it was "shoulder to shoulder." Although he didn't understand behavioral psychology, the thought of how Su Tang only sat like this at home when asking for pocket money made everything clear.
Are we really this close? Ping An mused as he sat down.
"Don't you like it?" Qiao Yiyan naturally sat beside Ping An.
"As long as you like it," Ping An finally couldn't quite handle this intimacy.
Breakfast was indeed intimate, or rather, sumptuous. Qiao Yiyan kept shifting her body, pressing her thigh against Ping An's, and halfway through the meal, she personally fed him a bite.
That's how people in love are. Perhaps he had been out of touch with life for too long, and was a bit... slow.
"Right, last night?" Ping An glanced at Qiao Yiyan somewhat sheepishly.
"You're still talking about it. What kind of dream did you have last night? You were screaming and making a fuss." Qiao Yiyan said, gently stroking Ping An's face as she spoke—"Like a child!"
Damn it! He was defenseless! Ping An could swear this was the most naked love confession he had ever heard.
"I mean, I remember you saying your sister is—" Ping An tried to adjust his state, wanting to ask if what he heard last night was really from a dream.
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"Yes, my eldest sister, twelve years older than me. What's wrong? Don't you know each other?" Qiao Yiyan said with a smile. "What, are you scared? Don't worry, my eldest sister dreams of marrying me off. Oh, she knows about our blind date and is very supportive."
Damn it! A blind date and support? Two nights already! Ping An swallowed.
"By the way, this case is under my sister's jurisdiction. For my sake, can you put in a little more effort!" Qiao Yiyan put a piece of bacon into Ping An's mouth, then gently kissed Ping An's cheek, and finally whispered softly into his ear, "I won't treat you badly!"
The beauty's breath was like orchids, but Ping An could hardly bear it. He finished breakfast decisively and looked around for his phone.
After finally finding his phone under the sofa cushion, Ping An nervously tapped the screen. As expected, Su Tang had called 16 times, Gao Xiaofei once, and Director Qiao Yidan—3 times, with the fourth call incoming.
"Hello! Director Qiao!" Ping An glanced at Qiao Yidan and answered the phone, feeling guilty as a thief.
"Still sleeping?" On the other end of the phone, Qiao Yidan naturally didn't know Ping An was at Qiao Yiyan's place.
"No, I'm up. Director Qiao, what's the matter?" Ping An asked nervously.
"Oh, there's a new discovery. I asked Xiao Fei to inform you, but he said you were unavailable, so I was in a hurry and called you directly." Qiao Yidan said.
"Oh, okay, I'll head to the sub-bureau then," Ping An said cautiously.
"Alright! Oh, by the way, I heard you're dating my sister recently? Haha, we might become family!" Qiao Yidan said. "How is she? My sister is pretty good. Take your time, keep in touch. Never mind, let's talk about it when we meet later!"
"Okay! Okay!" Ping An hung up and sank onto the sofa.
Just last night, while Ping An and Qiao Yiyan were entangled, Du Fang, who had been hiding, the killer who assassinated Jiao Zi at the coffee shop, was apprehended. And the place of apprehension happened to be Fengdian Community.
"This case wasn't originally ours, but since the arrest was made in our district, it's only right for us to inquire. Moreover, the victim in the case is a key figure in a major case we are currently investigating." In the large conference room of the Heguyuan Public Security Sub-bureau, the officers who had just successfully completed the arrest were attending a hastily convened teleconference. On the large screen, Xiang Wanfeng looked a bit haggard as he listened to Qiao Yidan's report: "In fact, whether the murder of Yang Jiao is related to the series of peeping cases and home invasion murders in our district requires further investigation, and the possibility of merging the cases cannot be ruled out..." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
In the conference room, Ping An sat in the most inconspicuous corner, pretending to be resting with his eyes closed, but his mind was still on Qiao Yiyan.
"Ping An, what are your thoughts?" At some point, Qiao Yidan's report had ended. Xiang Wanfeng, trying hard to widen his eyes, finally found Ping An's figure on the screen.
"None, I'll follow the organization's lead." Ping An stood up, gave an embarrassed nod to those around him, and said politely, "I haven't made any discoveries."
"Oh, is that so?" Xiang Wanfeng clearly didn't want to let Ping An off the hook. He continued, "How's the Mummy case coming along? Are Wang Huan'an's case and these cases related?"
"No discoveries yet," Ping An replied briefly.
"Are you hitting a bottleneck? Tell us about it." Xiang Wanfeng had a bad feeling, as if Ping An was holding back a "big move."
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"There really isn't. Oh, I've been busy with personal matters lately, so I'd like to put the case aside for now." Ping An said somewhat sheepishly.
"Put it aside? Ping An, do you know what you're saying? Several people have died, and you want to put it aside just like that?" Finally, Xiang Wanfeng lost his temper.
"Director Xiang, actually, putting it aside is for the best." Ping An had the look of a dead pig that fears boiling water.
Helpless, Xiang Wanfeng finally ended the meeting.
Seeing the meeting end, Ping An prepared to go home and catch up on sleep. However, Qiao Yidan stopped him.
"Ping An, this is some information about the deceased who was wrapped like a mummy, named Fang Xin. Director Xiang said he couldn't find you recently, so he asked me to copy it for you." Qiao Yidan said, "After our investigation, this Fang Xin has no connection with Wang Huan'an, or even with anyone from Fengdian Company."
"Sister Qiao, you can just keep this to yourself, you don't need to tell me. My current direction of investigation is not here," Ping An said. "However, regarding Fang Xin's investigation, I can offer a suggestion: the operating table in his room, whether surgery was performed there, and what kind of surgery, these are more critical. If nothing unexpected happens, Wang Huan'an's death is likely related to this."
"Oh, what you're saying, Xiao Fei also mentioned it. We've been investigating in this direction these days. But, speaking of which, recently—are you too distracted to solve cases because you're dating my sister?" Qiao Yidan, after a long pause, finally spoke the truth.
"Who says not? I've met a good girl, and I don't want to do anything else," Ping An said innocently.
"That won't do. The case still needs to be solved..." Qiao Yidan said.
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"Sister, I didn't say I wouldn't solve the case. I said at the meeting earlier, it's not the time to rush." Ping An said mysteriously. "Honestly, we can't rush."
"Ping An, you have a good relationship with Liao Yuan, don't you? Hmm?" Qiao Yidan suddenly asked seriously.
"No, if Liao Yuan did something wrong, arrest her! I have nothing to do with her." Ping An said.
"But why did you stop investigating when you got to Liao Yuan's line of inquiry?" Qiao Yidan asked with confusion.
"I already said, it's not time yet!" Ping An said with a smile.
After going in circles, the entire morning passed without him doing anything. Ping An naturally didn't want to go to work. After leaving the sub-bureau, he thought about it and decided to visit Gao Da.
Ever since Su Tang ruined the atmosphere of his confession last time, Sister Wu hadn't visited Gao Da for several days, which made Gao Da sad. Just as he finally managed to get her to come, before they could have any emotional interaction, Ping An bumped into them in the hospital garden.
"You guys chat, I'll head back." Sister Wu, her face flushed, patted Ping An's shoulder and left without even looking at Gao Da.
"You brat, didn't you see I was in the middle of something? And you come to mess around." Gao Da, sitting in his wheelchair, glared at Ping An.
"Not bad, dating in the hospital, tell me, is it good?" Ping An shamelessly clung to Gao Da's side.
"Aren't you dating a good girl recently? I heard you've stayed out overnight twice. Little Su Tang came to bring me clean clothes this morning and, speaking of you, she wished she could skin and eat you." Gao Da complained.
"That's different. Mine is true love, yours is pure release." Ping An said with a smile.
"Get lost! Get lost! I can't move around lately, so I can't exert myself against you. Go find Hei Dou." Gao Da said angrily.
"This time you don't need to move. I need you to cooperate with me to put on a show!" Ping An smiled and leaned down, looking at the confused Gao Da, and took out a stack of money from his pocket.
"I, Gao Da, am not the kind of person who would do it for money..." Gao Da said, his face flushed, his neck stiff.
"Take it, take it, listen to me!" Ping An looked around and then pulled Gao Da closer, lowering his head mysteriously.
"This, this isn't good, I'm a decent person..." Gao Da suddenly raised his head, saying shyly.
"Hey, listen to me!" Ping An pulled Gao Da's head down again and continued.
"I don't have the ability, nor the strength... This is not the same as being old and strong or anything like that... Praising me is useless!" Gao Da said resolutely, his face red.
"Alright, I'll tell you the truth! No, it's difficult for me too..." Ping An, without any room for negotiation, pulled the person's head down again.
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"You can't do this... You don't consider my feelings at all..." Gao Da said with a wronged expression, trying to get around Ping An and leave quickly.
"Old Gao Da, we're actually the same kind of people... Why pretend! Doesn't this money look good?" Ping An roughly pulled Gao Da back, and then... there was no then.
Because Gao Da finally nodded demurely and quickly took the money from Ping An's hand with two fingertips.
Having dealt with Gao Da, Ping An had one less worry. The seemingly sordid interaction was actually a trump card played by Ping An. During this period, while outsiders saw him falling into a "honey trap," he had maintained a high level of vigilance. Logically, with Shui Gang apprehended and the case making phased progress, the "inheritance" dispute between the Liao Yuan couple and Jiao Zi had entered a white-hot stage. All that remained was to follow the clues, and all cases would naturally be revealed. However, Ping An vaguely sensed a hint of danger. The last time he had a similar feeling, Su Xia had sacrificed herself...
The case was not as simple as it seemed.
This was Ping An's nature. Every time a case progressed smoothly, he would become overly suspicious and think about impractical things. And in the current case, too many questions were puzzling. What was the point of the "battle" that got involved from the beginning? What role did Chang Suo, who appeared halfway, play? What secrets were the Liao Yuan couple, who spoke with reservations, hiding? Was it really about wealth? Come on! Others might not know, but Ping An was well aware that the shares the Liao Yuan couple held in Fengdian Company were not a small sum. Even if Jiao Zi successfully inherited that fortune, in the eyes of the Liao Yuan couple, it would just be numbers. These people who had already achieved financial freedom, would they do foolish things for money? Even harm the child they raised themselves?
Compared to Wang Huan'an's strange death, the discovery of the "Mummy" corpse, the things mentioned above were what Ping An needed to figure out. Only by figuring these out could the remaining cases truly come to light.
Outside the hospital, watching Ping An leave, a black car slowly drove out from a small alley.
"My people are too far away to hear what Ping An said to that old fellow." Inside the car, a middle-aged man wearing black sunglasses said helplessly, "These past few days, my people have inquired extensively. That old fellow named Gao Da, although he looks honest, is actually very tight-lipped. Nothing can be pried out of him."
"It's okay on my end. This is the first time I've learned that peeping can be used that way! It's truly astonishing!" On the other end of the phone was another middle-aged man's voice. "Since we are now in a cooperative relationship, I can share with you some of the information I obtained through peeping, or rather, I can share with you a piece of intelligence. You can use it to your advantage at the appropriate time."
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"Very good, our cooperation is very pleasant. Next, I will continue to monitor Gao Da's line. Ping An talked to him for a long time today, so there will likely be some new developments soon. He's been neglecting the case lately, so it seems we need to provoke him a little." The middle-aged man hung up after speaking.
Just then, in the scorching heat, it suddenly started to rain heavily.
"Zhan Dou, I've always wondered why you can't just tell Ping An clearly?" In the back seat of the car, a man wearing a mask suddenly showed his face from the shadows.
"You don't understand. Ping An is one thing; I admire him, but he has some unclear relationship with that organization. At this point, it's no longer just your business," the middle-aged man driving the car said, taking off his sunglasses. It was Zhan Dou.
"Oh, right, the other side just mentioned peeping? Is it the peeping I understand? I didn't expect Chang Suo to have such powerful abilities. I underestimated him." The man in the back patted Zhan Dou's shoulder and said, "For balance, it's time to give Ping An some material. Otherwise, I'll never know what he's thinking, and it'll be hard to control him."
"Heh, we're on the same page! I'll find a way to let Peng You discover something. Hey, old friend, do you think Ping An will thank us after he catches Chang Suo's evidence?" Zhan Dou thought of Ping An's helpless expression and felt a surge of satisfaction.
Getting caught in the heavy rain halfway and stepping in mud. Ping An, who had just returned home, was in a bad mood. Su Tang, who wanted to vent her anger, also had a melancholy expression and obediently went to cook noodles.
After a hot shower, Ping An picked up his phone and saw several missed calls from Qiao Yiyan. There was also a message from her on WeChat—"My dear, are you coming tonight?"
"What a vixen. Still coming? I have to be able to handle it!" Ping An seemed unmoved by the temptation before him.
To be honest, in the last two "intimate" encounters, Ping An had been confused, feeling that "form" had outweighed "substance." Instead, the dreams he had while staying out all night always felt suffocating.
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"Ring ring ring!" The phone rang again. Ping An looked at it; it was Qiao Yidan.
Thinking of Qiao Yiyan, with whom he had been intimate recently, Ping An muttered tiredly to himself—"To hell with dreams!"