Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 207 No Serial Murders

"I don't know." Zhuang Xun said, "What did you eat?"

"I eat well." Wen Mi told Zhuang Xun that Gao You must take her to eat a nourishing meal.

Zhuang Xun felt better when he heard that she was cared for and cared for so much.

He said, "Well, you should eat better."

"You have been working overtime because of Kong Quan's case. Now that the serial murder case has been solved, shouldn't you reward yourself with a good meal?" Wen Mi said taking advantage of the situation.

Zhuang Xun fell silent.

If Wen Mi could eat with him, he would naturally be willing to eat better.

But, by himself, he didn't have the drive.

Zhuang Xun couldn't tell the truth, because even if Wen Mi was willing to eat with him, he couldn't make such a request.

"You have to eat if you're not hungry! Go and eat! I'll watch you eat." Wen Mi demanded with a straight face.

"You've been walking in the snow and watching me eat?" Zhuang Xun said.

"Yeah," Wen Mi nodded, "I'm so stuffed, I just took a walk in the snow to digest."

"Okay, I'll go eat rice bowls." Zhuang Xun casually walked to a small fly shop by the roadside.

"You just eat rice bowls?" Wen Mi was not satisfied.

"I'm alone, and I can't eat too much. It's good to cover rice." Zhuang Xun said.

Wen Mi let out an "oh" and didn't force her to do so.

Zhuang Xun was right, she usually ate alone, and she couldn't eat too much.

Ordering one dish is too little, and ordering two dishes can't finish it.

If she and Zhuang Xun were not separated by time and space, it would be great if they could eat together...

As soon as this thought arose in Wen Mi's heart, Wen Mi snuffed it out.

Because this kind of thought can't be realized, if she is entangled in it, it will only increase her troubles. It's better not to think about it and just enjoy the present moment.

Zhuang Xun ordered a potato and beef brisket with rice.

The rice bowl was served, and Zhuang Xun finished it in a few minutes.

He is really hungry.

Seeing him eating so deliciously, Wen Mi couldn't help feeling distressed.

"It's not allowed to eat so late in the future. You can eat when you order, and you can continue to work after eating. You eat so fast, and you are only a few minutes away from work? Do you have to wait until the work is done before eating?"

"If you had sent a message earlier to tell me you were safe, I would have been in the mood to eat earlier." Zhuang Xun pulled a tissue and wiped his mouth gracefully.

Wen Mi choked.

Was beaten for a game.

"Okay, next time I will send you a message early to report your safety, so that you can be in the mood to eat early." Wen Mi promised softly.

Zhuang Xun smiled with satisfaction: "Yes."

"Are you going home now?" Wen Mi asked him.

"Walk with you in the snow, and come back later." Zhuang Xun said.

Wen Mi smiled all over her face: "Okay."

Zhuang Xun accompanied her for a leisurely stroll in the snow.

Suddenly, a horn sounded beside him.

"Team Zhuang—"

Zhuang Xun followed the prestige, and Song Haichen was driving beside him, slowing down.

Song Haichen had just got off work and was about to drive back when he saw Zhuang Xun walking alone by the side of the road.

Zhuang Xun was wearing a dark blue overcoat, walking on the snowy road, his figure looked very lonely.

"Xiao Song." Zhuang Xun greeted him in a low voice.

"Captain Zhuang, where are you going? Where's your car? Why aren't you driving?" Song Haichen asked.

"I'll just walk around." Zhuang Xun said.

"Walk around casually?" Song Haichen looked at the gloomy sky full of snowflakes, not quite understanding.

It's such a cold day, it's snowing, it's so cold to walk casually in the snow, and still be alone.

"Captain Zhuang, let's go back early. It's snowing and it's very cold. Even in good health, it's easy to catch a cold." Song Haichen kindly reminded.

"I'll be back in a while. You haven't eaten yet, go back and eat early, don't starve." Zhuang Xun said calmly.

"We solved a big case together with you. I'm very excited. I don't feel hungry at all." Song Haichen's eyes lit up, excited from the bottom of his heart.

Zhuang Xun chuckled: "There will be more cases to be solved in the future. Don't starve to death. You have no capital for revolution."

Song Haichen was deeply taught: "You are right, I will go back to eat now!"

"Be careful on the road," Zhuang Xun said.

"Okay." Song Haichen waved to Zhuang Xun and drove away.

Wen Mi, who had been silent all this time, laughed lightly.

"Your colleague?"

Zhuang Xun: "Yes."

"He seems to admire you very much, and looks forward to working with you and solving the case." Wen Mi said with a smile.

Zhuang Xun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Have you heard this?"

"Hmph, your girlfriend is smart." Wen Mi boasted brazenly.

Zhuang Xun smiled dotingly: "You are really smart."

"You yourself don't eat on time, and you educate your juniors in the same way." Wen Mi raised her chin arrogantly.

Zhuang Xun said with a low voice and a smile, "I will definitely lead by example in the future."

"That's about the same." Wen Mi smiled satisfied.

……

At the beginning of a new week, Zhuang Xun went to the bureau early in the morning to write the closing report of the serial murder case.

The snow didn't fall for a long time last night, and it stopped in the middle of the night.

This morning, except for a thin layer of snow covering some places on the eaves, there is no sign of snow falling in other places, as if the snow last night was a dream.

Zhuang Xun sat at his work station, finished eating buns and drinking soy milk, and started working.

He was so engrossed in writing that he didn't know how long it took. Guan Xisheng came in with a bowl of hot dry noodles while eating.

Seeing Zhuang Xun sitting at his desk typing on the keyboard, Guan Xisheng was not surprised.

"Captain Zhuang, you're so early!" Guan Xisheng took a big mouthful of hot dry noodles.

After chewing and swallowing, he went on to sigh with emotion: "Everyone's mood on Monday is—I don't want to go to work, I really don't want to go to work. Only you, always so motivated."

Guan Xisheng bent slightly, leaned closer to his head, stared at Zhuang Xun's computer screen, and said, "Captain Zhuang, what are you writing?"

"The final report of Kong Quan and the serial murder case." Zhuang Xun continued typing without even glancing at Guan Xisheng.

"What serial murder case? Since when did the serial murder case occur in our jurisdiction?" Guan Xisheng asked wonderingly.

Zhuang Xun's fingers on the keyboard paused.

He looked sideways at Guan Xisheng, and said in clear words: "The serial murders spanning ten years, the murderer is Xu Changwen's serial murders, the murderer was just caught yesterday."

"The murderer caught yesterday? A serial murder spanning ten years?" Guan Xisheng was even more confused.

"Yesterday we didn't work overtime to catch the murderer. Team Zhuang, did you call me when you took everyone to catch the murderer yesterday?"

Zhuang Xun's face froze.

"Besides," Guan Xisheng was puzzled, "There is no serial murder case spanning ten years. Not to mention spanning ten years, there is no serial murder case within one or two years. Team Zhuang, what did you pick up? I don't know." Do you know about the case?"

Zhuang Xun's eyes were covered with a thin layer of ice, and a guess quickly flashed through his mind.

(End of this chapter)