part-time teenage grandma

Chapter 404 Taking over the case, a trip to the police station
Early the next morning, Qi Jiahui took Chu Xixi to the Police Station of City B. The chief of the police station had known about Qi Jiahui's arrival the day before, and originally wanted to visit, but was rejected by Qiu Guangxuan, saying that it was the second time. Tian Qi Jiahui will go to the police station.

As a result, the police station of city B turned their backs on their backs just to receive Qi Jiahui. The people in the police station were all speculating about the identity of the people who came this time, and the mayor was treated like this.

This person's guess is really right, isn't it the mayor who came, but they don't know it.

The director had been waiting at the door for a long time, standing like a husband stone, waiting for Qi Jiahui's arrival.

After seeing Qi Jiahui's figure, he even let out a low exclamation, but luckily there was no one around.

The chief trotted a few steps forward and held out his hand, "Master Qi, I am the chief of the Police Department of City B..."

Qi Jiahui reached out his hand and shook it politely, and said lightly: "Hello, good!!" The simple two words did not say anything.

The police station turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation to his office, "Please come in..."

Qi Jiahui looked up at the sign above the office, and said, "Go to the special case team and understand the case..." The director had no choice but to take Qi Jiahui all the way to the special case team.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard the bustle and bustle inside, you said one sentence after another, I don't know what you were talking about, the director was sweating, and secretly scolded these bastards in his heart.

He coughed heavily twice, and pushed open the office door of the special case team. The people inside had heard the director's cough for a long time, and the room was so quiet that it seemed that the noise just now was an auditory hallucination.

Qi Jiahui pulled Chu Xixi into the task force and looked around.

The director hurriedly pulled the leader of the special case team to introduce to Qi Jiahui, "This is the leader of the special case team, Zhang Hui..." Then he introduced Qi Jiahui to Zhang Hui, for a while he didn't know how to explain Qi Jiahui's identity.

Qi Jiahui let go of the right hand that was holding Chu Xixi, and stretched it towards Zhang Hui, "I am Qi Jiahui, helping to solve the serial murder case!"

Zhang Hui suddenly realized that this is the nobleman the director mentioned yesterday, he hurried forward and shook Qi Jiahui's hand heavily, "Hello, hello, take care of me..."

Chu Xixi rolled her eyes in her heart speechlessly, please, please take care of me, is it the newcomer who said to the old man, and then glanced at Qi Jiahui, slandering the evil capitalism in her heart.

Qi Jiahui straightforwardly asked to see more detailed information, a series of autopsy reports and on-site survey information.

Zhang Hui hurriedly ordered people to put stacks of materials on the desk next to him, and then personally placed two stools in front of the desk. Just wait here.

Zhang Hui looked at the director and felt uncomfortable. The leader is really tied up in everything here, so he said bravely, "Director, there is nothing wrong here. I can just help you. You can do your work!!"

Qi Jiahui glanced at the director, said nothing, and pulled Chu Xixi to sit on the stool, picked up the documents on the table and began to look through them.

The director really wanted to slap Zhang Hui, but he couldn't say anything in front of Qi Jiahui, so he had to apply for resignation, planning to clean up Zhang Hui when Qi Jiahui left.

Zhang Hui only felt a chill down his back for no reason, and put on his coat silently, thinking to himself, it's not autumn yet, why is it so cold.

Qi Jiahui looked at a stack of materials and threw them to Chu Xixi, who also flipped through them. Zhang Hui thought this was an experienced person, but he didn't know that Qi Jiahui was just afraid that she would be bored, and threw it to her. They are all information with no pictures and only words.

"Did you check the clothes on the deceased..." Qi Jiahui asked briefly.

Zhang Hui didn't know why, why did he check his clothes? "No. Didn't check..."

"The clothes on all the deceased are of the same style, all professional attire, but some of them don't need to wear such clothes for their profession!" Qi Jiahui said with a glance at Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui stood in embarrassment. They really didn't expect, "I'll arrange someone to investigate..."

"But maybe nothing can be found out, it can only prove that these clothes did not belong to the deceased!" Qi Jiahui looked down at the documents again.

Zhang Hui still waved his hand and quietly called a person over, and whispered something in his ear, the person nodded and went out.

"Have you investigated the people you came into contact with before you died..." Qi Jiahui asked lightly.

"After the investigation, it's all normal. Every day at 3:[-] a.m., all the people who were last seen before their death have sufficient proof of their absence..." Zhang Hui said seriously.

Qi Jiahui couldn't finish reading all these materials for a while, so Qi Jiahui stroked his brows and closed the cover, "What progress have you made this year..."

Hearing Qi Jiahui's question, Zhang Hui felt that his face suddenly became hot. They had really made no progress this year, and they were in trouble every day. It's not that the police didn't pay attention to this matter, but they really couldn't do anything about it.

Qi Jiahui glanced at Zhang Hui lightly, he didn't say a word, Qi Jiahui probably knew what it meant, "First, the prisoner is a man, and the possibility of treating himself as a man but actually a woman is not ruled out..."

"Why do you say that?" Zhang Hui was curious.

"The information stated that the prisoner did not violate the deceased. I don't think so. Although the autopsy report pointed out that the deceased's body did not show suspicious points of sexual activity before death, he did not wear underwear. I don't think it is a coincidence. There was no Then what about after death!!—" Qi Jiahui looked at Zhang Hui with sharp eyes.

Zhang Hui nodded with sweat profusely, took out his small notebook and wrote it down.

"The second prisoner's own conditions are very good. He may be a returnee, he may be a rich second generation with connotations, or he may be a professor, and all other high-level social identities..."

Zhang Hui stared at Qi Jiahui, telling his confusion.

Qi Jiahui looked at Zhang Hui for a while, and then kindly explained: "All the deceased were single, and a friend of the deceased said in the transcript that the deceased liked mature, attractive men with good conditions; The clothes he wore did not belong to the deceased, but I don’t think they were put on by the deceased after death, but they were put on willingly!”

Zhang Hui took a pen to record silently.

"The third prisoner grew up in a single-parent family. I don't think I need to explain this to you, do I?" Qi Jiahui looked at Zhang Hui and asked calmly.

Zhang Hui scratched his head in embarrassment, and smiled at Qi Jiahui.

Qi Jiahui closed his eyes and said, "Listen to what I have to say..."

Zhang Hui said seriously: "Yes..."

(End of this chapter)