Sheriff Uncle, open the door quickly! I've come to solve a case!

The teacher entered the classroom with a stern face and saw that the students had no intention of attending class at all, and were instead arguing and fighting.

Just as Xia Lan was about to hit her classmate, the teacher slammed her lesson plan on the table.

"Xia Lan, come here."

Xia Lan froze, her whole body stiffening on the spot.

Meanwhile, the culprits who were so foul-mouthed sat up straight with a clear conscience, waiting for class to begin.

"The police have a few questions for you. Go to the interrogation room and come back to class after you're done talking."

Xia Lan withdrew her hand and slowly walked out of the classroom.

Before leaving, the teacher, without much expression, reminded her: "Answer whatever the police ask, but don't say anything you shouldn't."

Pushing open the door to the meeting room, two police officers sat inside and looked over at the sound of voices: "Xia Lan, student?"

She was a little nervous, nodded, and went inside.

"Don't be nervous, just confirm a few questions."

"I heard from your classmates that you and Xu Shuang are very close, is that right?"

Xia Lan nodded, her hands clasped together under the table, unconsciously clenching them.

"What kind of person is she usually?"

"Xu Shuang is very kind... She feeds the stray cats on campus and brings food to the dormitory supervisor..."

The police officer interrupted her: "That's not what we're talking about."

Xia Lan stared wide-eyed, not understanding what they meant.

"We asked, does Xu Shuang have any tendency towards depression?"

Xia Lan quickly shook her head: "No, she's always been very cheerful."

"Does she have a boyfriend, you know, someone who's dating?"

Xia Lan: "No, she always prioritizes her studies and never thinks about these things!"

The police officer sighed, clearly dissatisfied with Xia Lan: "Xia Lan, don't lie to the police."

"I don't……"

"We've already heard from your homeroom teacher that Xu Shuang is beautiful and has many suitors. Lately, it's obvious she's not focused on her studies. What else could this be but dating?"

"We know you and Xu Shuang are close, but this is a matter of life and death. We also know you signed fake room checks for Xu Shuang. Didn't you already know she was someone who didn't come home at night?"

"You are young and have weak psychological resilience. It's normal for you to get upset over small relationship problems, but right now, your studies should be your priority."

We are also very saddened by Xu Shuang's suicide. We hope you will not be affected by it...

"She didn't commit suicide!" Xia Lan suddenly stood up, her eyes red and swollen. "What makes you think she committed suicide! She would never do that!"

Why? They're police officers, why don't they investigate the truth?

Why judge a person solely by their appearance and only listen to their side of the story?

Can I still trust the police in the future?

The two police officers just watched calmly as Xia Lan broke down and shouted.

"Kids these days..."

At that moment, there was a light knock on the door of the meeting room three times.

The two police officers clicked their tongues in annoyance.

The police officer guarding the door opened it a crack: "They're from the Municipal Public Security Bureau."

The two exchanged a glance.

What are the people from the Municipal Bureau doing here?

"Enter."

The door to the meeting room opened, and a tall, capable man appeared in the doorway, dressed in a black field uniform.

When Xia Lan saw Qin Qingzhou, she rushed over as if grasping at a lifeline, grabbing his arm without a second thought: "Officer, Xu Shuang definitely didn't commit suicide! Please, you must find out the truth!"

"Mm." Qin Qingzhou patted Xia Lan's shoulder gently.

The two police officers stood up and nodded slightly when they saw their leader.

Qin Qingzhou walked up to them, took out his work ID and showed it to them: "The Municipal Bureau will take over Xu Shuang's case from now on."

"This... isn't against the rules?" The police officer smirked. "This isn't a murder case, there's no need to involve the city police, and we haven't even followed the proper procedures."

Qin Qingzhou shoved the phone into his hand.

The police officer glanced at the note with a puzzled look: "A talkative uncle".

"?" Although she looked puzzled, she cautiously answered the phone: "Feed?"

"I'm Director Hao."

"Oh, Chief, please speak!" The police officer immediately stood up straight and bowed at a 90-degree angle.

"The case you were handling will be taken over by the Municipal Public Security Bureau. You can go back now. I've already had Captain Qin from the Criminal Investigation Team complete the paperwork."

"OK!"

The police returned the phone to Qin Qingzhou and then hurriedly packed up his computer to leave.

Before they had taken two steps, Qin Qingzhou called them back.

"Wait a moment." Qin Qingzhou didn't turn around; with her back to them, she calmly lowered her head to unfasten her watch.

"What's wrong, Captain Qin? Is this a statement? We'll send it to you in a bit."

"No, how long have you been working at the police station?"

The two police officers didn't know what he meant by asking that question, but they could only honestly answer, "Four, four years, and you'll be promoted in another year."

Qin Qingzhou's lips curled slightly: "It's been quite a while."

They exchanged a forced laugh: "Yes..."

But their smiles quickly faded as Qin Qingzhou glanced at them, her expression icy cold: "Since you've been working for so long, it's time for you to go to the local police station for a rest."

"What?" Before the words were even finished, the phone in my pocket started vibrating.

The police officer answered the phone, his expression changing drastically: "Chief! Why? I'm only a year away from being promoted to team leader!"

The two police officers were kicked out, and the meeting room finally quieted down. Xia Lan stood awkwardly to one side, still sobbing.

"Please sit down," Qin Qingzhou said, pointing to the seat opposite him.

Xia Lan sat down, pouting. She had seen the policeman in front of her at home yesterday, but she still didn't trust him.

If even the police can't believe her, then she'll have to find the truth herself.

Qin Qingzhou didn't rush to ask questions, and sat there waiting for a while. Xia Lan kept shaking her leg, wanting to go out and find out the truth as soon as possible, and didn't want to waste time here.

"Officer, if you have no further questions, I'll go ahead..."

"Beep beep!"

Qin Qingzhou's laptop beeped, and he finally got up: "What's the rush? I'm waiting for the statement to be sent."

Xia Lan fell silent again, her head bowed and her hands clasped.

What kind of person is Xu Shuang?

Xia Lan's fingers tightened, and she spoke weakly, "She doesn't have depressive tendencies..."

"Who asked that?"

Xia Lan opened her eyes wide and looked up, a light slowly appearing in them.

"She's so cheerful! So kind..."

Xia Lan poured out her thoughts about Xu Shuang in one go, and Qin Qingzhou nodded from time to time while her hands never stopped taking notes.

After questioning Xia Lan about the original statement, Qin Qingzhou discovered that Xia Lan's statement completely contradicted the statements made by the police during their investigation.

From their perspective, it may indeed have been a suicide, but after being overturned, the case became shrouded in mystery.

Why does Xu Shuang seem to be paying attention to something these past few days?

Why did she stay out all night?

Why would she appear on the roof of the teaching building so early in the morning and jump off in front of everyone?

Qin Qingzhou stopped the mouse in one spot and looked up at Xia Lan.

"You said she disappeared to meet a friend."

"Who is that friend?"