Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

"I'll go downstairs to buy one, I'll be right back."

There's a hardware store right at the entrance of the residential area.

He worked quickly, returning a few minutes later with a new sealing ring. While Liu Piaopiao was still cooking noodles, he replaced it in no time. As he dried his hands and walked out of the bathroom, the rich aroma of instant noodles wafted from the kitchen.

"The noodles are ready! Eat them while they're hot!"

Liu Piaopiao carried two large bowls and placed them on the small dining table in the living room.

A golden-yellow fried egg sits atop a bowl of spicy soup, with a few slices of ham lying nearby; the presentation is quite appealing.

Qin Luo was indeed hungry, so he sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.

The steaming hot noodles dispelled the chill of the night.

"Hey? Why is there a wet patch on your clothes?"

Liu Piaopiao, with her sharp eyes, noticed that there was a small wet patch on Qin Luo's shirt near his shoulder blades, probably from water stains he got while bending over to fix something in the bathroom.

"Oh, it's okay, just a little bit, it'll dry quickly."

Qin Luo didn't care.

"That won't do. It's so uncomfortable to be wet, and you'll easily catch a cold. Take it off quickly, I'll wash it for you and dry it in the dryer, it'll be quick."

As Liu Piaopiao spoke, she reached out her hand.

"Really, there's no need..." Before Qin Luo could finish speaking, Liu Piaopiao had already pulled him up from the chair without saying a word and started unbuttoning his shirt. Her movements were crisp and efficient, typical of a criminal police officer. Before Qin Luo could even react, several buttons were already undone.

"Sigh..." Qin Luo was both amused and exasperated, and had no choice but to cooperate by taking off his wet shirt and handing it to her.

Liu Piaopiao took the shirt, which was still warm from her body, and her cheeks felt hot again. She quickly turned around.

"You...you eat first, I'll go wash up. Oh, right!"

She ran into the bedroom, rummaged around, and pulled out a clean, neatly folded women's loose-fitting T-shirt.

The T-shirt is light gray with a large, cute cartoon Hello Kitty head printed on the front.

"Um... you can wear mine for now, it's clean."

Liu Piaopiao shoved the T-shirt into Qin Luo's hand, then hugged his shirt and went into the bathroom.

Qin Luo held the women's T-shirt with a pink Hello Kitty bow printed on it, his expression quite interesting.

This was the first time in his life... that he was wearing women's clothing? Or Hello Kitty? He shook his head helplessly; it was better than being shirtless.

He resignedly put on the T-shirt. The shirt was pure cotton, very soft, with a faint scent of laundry detergent, and a subtle, refreshing fragrance that belonged to Liu Piaopiao.

The size is just... a bit tight on the shoulders, and the big, innocent-looking Hello Kitty eyes on the chest, paired with his angular face, make the picture look a bit... incongruous.

He had just put on his clothes and sat down to continue eating his noodles when Liu Piaopiao came out of the bathroom. When she saw his appearance, she was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, her shoulders shaking.

Qin Luo rolled her eyes at her, annoyed.

On the other side, at the Wei family villa, the atmosphere was as oppressive as the deathly silence before a storm.

"Useless! You are a complete and utter piece of trash!"

Wei Tiancheng pointed at Wei Junshu, who was standing dejectedly in the center of the living room, and was so angry that he trembled all over and spat everywhere.

"I told you to beg for help! I even made you kneel! And what was the result? They didn't take you seriously at all! Our entire Wei family has become a laughing stock in Mindu! Tiancheng Entertainment is finished! It's all thanks to you, you idiot!"

Wei Junshu's face still bore the humiliation of being humiliated at the entrance of the residential area and the bruises left by Qin Luo's kick. Now, as his father berated him mercilessly, the grievances, anger, and resentment in his heart gnawed at him like venomous snakes.

"Dad! I've done everything I could! I even knelt down before him, abandoning all shame! It's Qin Luo who's gone too far! He's deliberately trying to destroy us! What can I do?!"

He retorted stubbornly, his voice hoarse.

"Trying your best? Kneeling down is considered trying your best? What can you do besides spending money and playing around with women?!"

Wei Junwu, who was standing to the side, also spoke coldly, his eyes filled with disappointment and disdain.

"Because of you, we lost Director Li as our backer! Because of you, Douyin has completely banned us! The company is now just an empty shell! Every day we wake up to millions in losses! Tell me, what are we going to do?!"

"I..." Wei Junshu was speechless, a huge sense of frustration and unvented anger raging in his chest.

He suddenly flung his hand away and roared.

"Fine! I'm useless! I caused this mess! I'm leaving! I'm leaving, okay!"

He didn't want to stay in this suffocating home any longer, so he turned and rushed out of the villa.

The night was hazy, and the neon lights were flashing.

Wei Junshu drove his sports car at breakneck speed, the roar of the engine unable to suppress the irritability and violence in his heart.

Finally, the car braked suddenly and stopped in front of the BT Bar.

The deafening music surged forth as if it were a tangible force, seemingly capable of swallowing up all worries.

Wei Junshu plunged headlong into this bizarre and dazzling world. Alcohol, smoke, writhing bodies, psychedelic lights… He sat at the bar, downing glass after glass of strong liquor, trying to numb himself with alcohol.
In the center of the dance floor, a figure swaying passionately to the music caught his eye.

She was a young woman who looked to be in her early thirties.

She wore a well-tailored black halter-neck mini dress that hugged her mature and voluptuous figure without making her look bulky at all.

With vigorous dance steps, her long, wavy hair swayed, revealing her swan-like neck and delicate collarbone.

Her face wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but her features combined to create an indescribable charm. Her eyes and brows carried a hint of languor and world-weary indifference, yet under the mesmerizing lights, she exuded a wild allure.

She danced with great passion, her movements carrying a rhythm and power unique to mature women, making her stand out among a group of young girls.

Wei Junshu's mouth went dry as he looked at the woman, feeling that she looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before, but his alcohol-numbed brain was a complete blur, and he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

A strong desire to conquer and an urge to vent overwhelmed everything in an instant.

He held his wine glass, pushed through the crowd, and went over.

"Beautiful lady, are you alone?"

He tried to make his voice sound more magnetic, but it was still a bit slurred under the influence of alcohol.

The young woman stopped dancing, glanced at him with indifferent eyes, a hint of scrutiny in them, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Wei Junshu wasn't about to let it go. He grabbed her wrist, shielded her with his body, and, reeking of alcohol, revealed his trump card.

Name your price! Spend the night with me!

His eyes burned with the arrogance and confidence typical of wealthy young men, who believed they could buy anything with money.

The young woman paused, turned around, and looked him up and down. Her gaze lingered on the bruises on his face and his expensive clothes, and a subtle, amused, and cold smile appeared on her lips.

She held up two fingers painted with dark red nail polish and waved them in front of Wei Junshu. Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the noisy music.

"Twenty thousand. Cash. I need it now."

Wei Junshu was secretly delighted. Sure enough, there was no woman money couldn't win over!
Without hesitation, he pulled a thick wad of cash from his handbag, didn't even count it, and stuffed it directly into the woman's hand.

"make a deal!"

The woman weighed the stack of banknotes in her handbag, then casually stuffed them into her small handbag. Her face was expressionless; she simply said...

"Let's go."

He turned around and headed towards the back door of the bar.

Wei Junshu watched the swaying figure, licked his dry lips, and felt a surge of lust intensify. He immediately followed, completely unaware of the icy chill that flashed deep in the woman's eyes. 5:35 AM.

On the top floor of Yipin International, Qin Luo's bedroom door was pounded on loudly.

"Qin Luo! Qin Luo! Open the door quickly! Emergency!"

Outside the door came Liu Piaopiao's urgent voice, with the unquestionable command tone unique to criminal police officers.

Qin Luo was startled awake from his sleep and groggily got up to open the door.

Outside the door, Liu Piaopiao had changed into a smart police uniform, her long hair neatly tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, but the ends of her hair were still a little damp, obviously she had just washed her face.

There was no sign of sleepiness on her face, only solemnity and anxiety.

"what happened?"

Qin Luo asked, rubbing his eyes.

"A murder! I just received a call about a major murder! I have to get to the scene immediately!"

Liu Piaopiao spoke very quickly.

"Old Chen borrowed my car to stake out a crime scene and hasn't returned it yet! Quick, drive me to the crime scene! I need to be fast!"

"A murder? So early?"

Qin Luo instantly became more alert. The murder case at 5 a.m. was unusual.

"Okay, wait two minutes while I change my clothes."

He turned to go back to his room.

"Why change your clothes? Hurry up and let's go! Time is of the essence!"

Liu Piaopiao grabbed his arm, trying to drag him outside. Her gaze inadvertently swept over Qin Luo, and her movements suddenly stopped. The anxiety on her face was instantly replaced by a strange expression, and the corner of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

A deep blue Koenigsegg sped like a ghost across the streets in the early morning light, the low growl of its engine tearing through the city's brief tranquility.

Inside the car, Liu Piaopiao pursed her lips, her fingers unconsciously tapping her knees. Her police uniform was crisp and straight, and her ponytail swayed with the slight bumps of the vehicle, the ends of her hair still damp with moisture. Her eyes were sharp as an eagle's.

Qin Luo, sitting in the passenger seat, was wearing an extremely inappropriate light gray women's T-shirt with a huge Hello Kitty printed on the chest, and was expressionlessly controlling the steering wheel.

This bizarre combination creates an indescribable tension on the way to the scene of death.

The car executed a smooth drift and came to a steady stop beside a riverside walkway.

The area was tightly sealed off by flashing red and blue police lights and yellow police tape, and the air was filled with the distinctive fishy and damp smell of the river and a sense of oppressive heaviness.

The uniformed police officers maintained order with solemn expressions.

Ai Yiqian was directing the on-site investigation from inside the cordon when she saw the Koenigsegg stop and Liu Piaopiao get out of the car. She immediately rushed over to greet her.

"Forensic Doctor Liu!"

Ai Yiqian's voice was hoarse from staying up all night, and she spoke very quickly.

"According to preliminary information, the body was discovered floating on the riverbank by early-rising cleaners half an hour ago and was subsequently retrieved."

Liu Piaopiao nodded, her gaze sweeping over the raised outline covered by the waterproof sheet, before getting straight to the point.

"Preliminary assessment? Suicide or accident?"

Ai Yiqian shook her head, her expression solemn.

"It doesn't seem like it. There are very clear ligature marks on the deceased's neck, which, at first glance, appear to be caused by a stiff rope such as a nylon rope, consistent with mechanical asphyxiation. It's more likely that the body was murdered and then dumped into the water."

"Traces?"

Liu Piaopiao's eyes narrowed, and the discussion she had with Qin Luo about the "Wang Minghao case" yesterday flashed through her mind.

She didn't say much; as a forensic doctor, on-site investigation and post-mortem examination were the only important things.

"Gloves."

She gave a concise command.

The assistant next to him immediately handed him disposable latex gloves.

Liu Piaopiao put it on neatly, took a deep breath, and walked towards the corpse covered with a white sheet.

She crouched down, her movements professional and steady, her fingers pinching the edge of the white cloth as she slowly lifted it.

When the deceased's face was fully exposed to the dim light of dawn, Liu Piaopiao's movements suddenly stopped, and her pupils contracted sharply!

"It's him?!"

A low gasp escaped uncontrollably from her lips.

That face, swollen and pale from prolonged soaking, exuding a deathly aura, was none other than Wei Junshu, who had been humiliatingly kneeling before Qin Luo at the entrance of the residential area just yesterday!

Even outside the cordon, Qin Luo could clearly recognize the face thanks to his superhuman eyesight.

He raised an eyebrow, a hint of genuine surprise flashing in his eyes.

Yesterday, the arrogant and domineering Second Young Master Wei was all bark and no bite; today, he's just a cold, floating corpse? This turn of events is far too swift.

Immediately, that surprise was replaced by a cold indifference.

This kind of scum, relying on his family background, bullies men and women, driving countless people to desperation and death... Perhaps it is truly divine retribution, and that he has finally gotten his just deserts? A barely perceptible sneer curled at the corner of his lips.

Ai Yiqian keenly noticed Liu Piaopiao's unusual reaction and also saw the change in Qin Luo's eyes outside the cordon.

She walked calmly to Qin Luo's side, speaking in a businesslike tone.

"Mr. Qin."

Qin Luo withdrew his gaze and looked at the capable policewoman.

“Please cooperate with our investigation,” Ai Yiqian’s gaze swept over his Hello Kitty T-shirt before quickly returning to his face, scrutinizing him.

“I need to know your exact whereabouts from 6 p.m. last night until 5:35 a.m. this morning when you left home after receiving a call from forensic doctor Liu.”

Qin Luo answered calmly and frankly.

“Around 6 p.m. last night, I went to Officer Liu’s house to help her fix the shower head. I stayed at her house until Officer Liu woke me up this morning and drove me here.”

His voice wasn't loud, but in the relatively quiet area near the police cordon, especially to the police officers who were listening intently, it was as clear as thunder!
"You spent the entire night at the forensic doctor Liu's house?"

"Fix...fix the shower head? Fix it until dawn?"

"Hiss...this relationship..."

A barrage of gazes, some astonished, some envious, and some with a knowing look of "I see," swept back and forth between Liu Piaopiao inside the cordon and Qin Luo outside.

In particular, Qin Luo's extremely conspicuous Hello Kitty T-shirt, which was clearly a woman's item, added countless ambiguous possibilities to this "whereabouts".

Several young male police officers exchanged glances, almost whistling with envy.

Liu Piaopiao was completely focused on the autopsy and did not notice the little incident or the meaningful glances.

Ai Yiqian's face was expressionless; she simply nodded.

“Understood. We will verify the situation with Forensic Doctor Liu and the relevant surveillance footage. If the situation is true, Mr. Qin's alibi will be valid, and he can naturally be cleared of suspicion. But if…” She paused, her gaze sharp as a knife. (End of Chapter)