Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 8 Four Doctors
"This... I really can't remember. I'm not watching her 24/7, so how would I know these things?"

Wei Qingsong kept staring at her as she spoke.

His expression was natural, not like he was lying.

Indeed, as Wang Xue said, Yang Yan is used to being alone, and even if she behaves strangely, probably no one will notice.

Therefore, Wei Qingsong was not surprised by this answer.

She thought for a moment and then asked, "How many male doctors are there in your department?"

"Four? What's wrong?" When Wang Xue heard Wei Qingsong ask this, she felt a sense of unease and her expression became tense.

"As usual, we'll ask questions and investigate. Just answer them, and don't ask anything you shouldn't." Lu Jingming interrupted her questioning coldly.

"Oh..." Wang Xue was terrified of Lu Jingming. She pursed her lips and muttered under her breath, "He's quite handsome, but he looks fierce. He'll never find a girlfriend. No woman would dare to get close to him. They'd be scared to death."

Upon hearing this, Wei Qingsong raised an eyebrow and smiled meaningfully.

Lu Jingming is indeed self-disciplined and courteous, but he is also unapproachable to outsiders.

Wang Xue's voice wasn't loud, but it wasn't soft either. Lu Jingming, however, seemed completely unconcerned by the comments, his face cold and indifferent, not even lifting his eyelids.

"Ah!" Wang Xue suddenly exclaimed as if she had thought of something, looking at Wei Qingsong with eyes full of doubt, "Officer, could the murderer be a doctor in our department?"

"The case is still under investigation and no conclusion has been reached yet." Wei Qingsong did not intend to say more.

"If the murderer is a doctor from our hospital, will he continue killing? Will we nurses be in danger?" Wang Xue became even more nervous after hearing this.

Humans are animals that seek advantage and avoid harm. When their lives may be in danger, they will always take instinctive precautions.

"Don't be nervous. The case is under further investigation. Our judgment of the murderer's identity is based entirely on our speculations from the autopsy results. Just focus on your work. With the police around, the murderer won't dare to make any rash moves."

Seeing that she was like a frightened bird, Wei Qingsong kindly comforted her.

Lu Jingming, not wanting to waste any more time, asked in a calm voice, "Where are the four male doctors in your department now?"

"Ah..." Wang Xue paused for a moment, then replied as if waking from a dream, "There's a meeting today, they should all be in the conference room right now."

Lu Jingming gave a faint "hmm" and started walking out.

Wei Qingsong thought for a moment and felt that she needed to say something to prevent Lu Jingming from actually being complained about.

Withholding wages is a small matter, but losing face is a big deal.

...Although Lu Jingming probably doesn't care about other people's opinions.

However, we should try to avoid having as many complaint letters as possible.

Wei Qingsong cleared his throat and put on a kind smile: "Ms. Wang, thank you very much for your cooperation. If we have any further questions, we may continue to bother you."

"Okay, it's alright." Wang Xue's smile was forced, perhaps because she was frightened by Lu Jingming.

That makes sense; if she were facing a cold-faced monster like Lu Jingming, she probably wouldn't be interested either.

He hasn't changed at all; he's practically a walking air conditioning machine.

Back then, countless young girls at Tangzhou No. 3 Middle School secretly harbored feelings for him, but because he was too aloof, their girlish affections could only be nipped in the bud.

Wang Xue looked at her with a complicated expression for a long time before finally asking, "Beautiful policewoman, working with someone like that must be very hard for you, right?" Wei Qingsong was slightly taken aback, then smiled and shook her head, "You misunderstood. He's a very good person, he's just not very good at expressing his emotions."

Although six years had passed, Wei Qingsong still knew.

Even though time may change and years may pass, he remains that spirited young man, outwardly cold but inwardly possessing a warm and innocent heart.

She knew that even if things changed, he would still be as clear and pure as the blue sky of yesterday.

Because she was once the person who understood Lu Jingming the most.

Wei Qingsong turned around and followed Lu Jingming, leaving Wang Xue standing there in a daze.

When I arrived at the meeting room, they were just finishing their meeting.

Lu Jingming entered the conference room as if it were empty, stood on the high platform, looked at the astonished crowd below, and asked succinctly, "Excuse me, may I ask which of you are general surgeons?"

"Is there anything I can help you with?" A handsome young doctor stood up and asked politely.

"Police." Lu Jingming flashed his police ID and got straight to the point, "Regarding the case of the murder of Yang Yan, a nurse in the general surgery department, there are some questions I need to ask the four male doctors in the general surgery department. Please have these men stay; the rest of you may leave."

His mere presence exuded an aura of power, and given the involvement of a murder case, no one dared to stay and watch the spectacle. Apart from those directly involved, everyone else silently left, fearing any connection to him.

After all the irrelevant people had left, Wei Qingsong closed the door behind her, crossed her arms, leaned against the door, and stared intently at Lu Jingming, wanting to see how he would question her.

Lu Jingming did not speak immediately. He placed his hands on the table, his gaze cold and deep, sweeping over the four male doctors. The dark light in his eyes was sharp, making people afraid to look him in the eye.

One of them, with a square face, tentatively asked, "Yang Yan... was she murdered?"

"Hmm," Lu Jingming responded ambiguously.

"Uh... but what does this have to do with us? Does the police suspect we killed someone? That's impossible. We're doctors who save lives, we're too busy saving people all day, this has nothing to do with us." The square-faced man chuckled awkwardly, trying to lighten the mood.

"It's a routine inquiry. We hope you will cooperate with the police." Lu Jingming maintained a businesslike attitude.

The square-faced man nodded hurriedly: "Understood, understood. We will definitely tell you everything we know to help the police catch the murderer as soon as possible."

Wei Qingsong leaned silently to one side, observing the expressions of the others without making a sound.

This square-faced man speaks shrewdly and discreetly, appearing to be a shrewd and calculating person.

The square-faced man smiled confidently and stepped forward, extending a hand to Lu Jingming: "Hello, officer, my name is Zhang Feiyang, and I am currently an attending physician in the general surgery and neurosurgery departments."

Lu Jingming ignored his attempt to be friendly and turned indifferently to the remaining seated people: "Where are the other three?"

Zhang Feiyang's smile froze slightly. He withdrew his hand very naturally, scratched his head, and stepped aside.

The three men stood up, and one of them introduced himself: "Hello, officer, my name is Wang Hao, and I am currently an expert in the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery at our hospital."

Upon hearing his description, Wei Qingsong raised his eyebrows in admiration.

He spoke with extreme confidence and deliberately emphasized the word "expert," which made him a very arrogant person.

The male doctor who had initially asked politely smiled and said, "My name is Ye Chen."

Four concise and powerful words, without any unnecessary information.

(End of this chapter)