My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

Just do your own job and leave the case-solving to the constables!

In the workplace, avoid standing out or doing unnecessary things, as this can easily lead to being ostracized.

Like Qi Yu, if he knew there was something wrong with the case, and he went to find clues to solve it, where would the heads of the police stations put their faces?

Wouldn't they just be freeloaders? Wouldn't you be taking away their jobs?

"Qi Yu, haven't eaten yet? Let's eat together!" The registrar finished tidying up the files, then walked over to Qi Yu and said with a smile.

Qi Yu thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay!"

The government office provides meals, and the food is quite good.

Qi Yu should have been eating like the other constables, holding a large bowl and scrambling for food with his colleagues.

However, since I'm with the registrar today, there's no need for that; the county magistrate and the registrar receive separate treatment.

"Qi Yu, you've been my assistant for a month now, haven't you?" the registrar said during the meal.

Qi Yu nodded and said, "That's right, tomorrow will be exactly one month."

"You've done a great job this past month, making things much easier for me. You've done a good job, thank you for your hard work!" the registrar said with a smile.

Qi Yu looked at the registrar, who was almost sixty years old, and blinked.

When I first arrived, this old guy had a stern face and made things difficult for me in all sorts of ways!

The position of clerk was originally intended for his nephew, but it inexplicably ended up in his own hands.

"Hehe, you're joking, Registrar. How could I dare say I've worked hard? You're the one who's really worked hard. I've only been sketching and drawing; I can't compare to you!"

The registrar looked at Qi Yu, smiled, and said, "You're quite good. I have high hopes for you!"

After speaking, the clerk stood up and left, leaving half a bowl of rice uneaten.

Qi Yu blinked. Had the old man changed his mind?

Qi Yu shook his head, trying not to think about it. Instead, he looked towards the door and said, "The registrar has left. Come in and eat with us. There's plenty of food; I can't finish it all!"

No sooner had Qi Yu finished speaking than several people rushed in and began to devour the food on the table.

Qi Yu looked at his colleagues, who were like reincarnated starving ghosts, and his lips twitched.

"I said, at least leave me some!"

"Here! I took a bite of this chicken leg, do you want some?" Song Yuntao handed over a chicken leg that was covered in his saliva.

Qi Yu rolled his eyes and cursed, "Get lost!"

Song Yuntao shrugged and began to devour the chicken leg.

Qi Yu could only silently eat his rice, regretting that he hadn't called these animals.

……

After finishing his meal, Qi Yu took advantage of his lunch break to go to the police station and meet the chief constable.

The chief constable was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was very strong and was also a martial artist, but he was an eighth-rank martial artist, one rank higher than the dead Zhou Dahu.

"Qi Yu, what brings you here?" Du Feng asked with a smile.

Qi Yu was well-liked in the government office, largely because he knew how to speak appropriately to different people.

"Officer Du, actually I came here to give you a heads-up!" Qi Yu said.

Du Feng was slightly taken aback and asked, "A reminder?"

Qi Yu nodded and said, "You really think Liu Si killed Zhou Dahu?"

Du Feng looked bewildered and said, "Didn't he admit it himself?"

Qi Yu chuckled and said, "If it really is him, why didn't the magistrate punish him? Why did he imprison him instead?"

Du Feng thought about it and realized it really was true!

“Liu Si is not the murderer; he’s taking the blame for someone else. I can give Officer Du a hint: you can start here!” Qi Yu said.

"What hint?" Du Feng asked.

Qi Yu smiled slightly and said, "The sleeping potion has a sour and astringent taste, so it is usually mixed into wine or food. Ordinary people may not be able to taste it, but Zhou Dahu is a martial artist!"

"To make a martial artist lower his guard and not suspect that the food and drink have been drugged, Officer Du, do you know how to investigate a case now?"

Having handled cases for many years, Du Feng immediately understood after Qi Yu's reminder, and his eyes lit up.

"Good lad, you're quite clever!" Du Feng looked at Qi Yu and laughed.

Qi Yu smiled, waved his hand, and said, "Officer Du, remember to treat me to a meal after you solve the case!"

"Okay, no problem!" Du Feng said with a smile.

……

Qi Yu walked out of the police station and stretched.

The county magistrate clearly knew something was wrong, but there was insufficient evidence, so he temporarily detained Liu Si.

He might be troubled right now, so Qi Yu came up with a solution for him.

However, Qi Yu did not reveal his guess to the county magistrate. Instead, he took a roundabout approach, providing Du Feng with clues and guiding him to solve the case.

Don't be a stick-out, especially in the workplace.

If Qi Yu were to deduce and solve the case before the county magistrate, he might be given an important position by the magistrate, but he would inevitably offend Du Feng and his constables.

Therefore, Qi Yu came up with a compromise: to give the credit for solving this case to Du Feng.

In return, Du Feng owed him a favor.

Qi Yu's past life as a corporate slave taught him that many things that seem simple are actually quite complex.

There are some things that leaders want to do but are not comfortable saying. You need to be able to read between the lines and then take the initiative to do them.

Back then, Qi Yu was a hot-blooded young man who didn't know anything about reading between the lines. He just did what he was told, and if things went wrong, he could always quit.

However, after being cruelly molded by society, he has lost his edge and become more smooth.

Sometimes, cultivating good relationships with colleagues is more meaningful than currying favor with your boss.

This is Qi Yu of the Social Church!

"I'm so tired! I can't escape the life of a corporate slave no matter where I go! Let my wife massage my back tonight!"

Qi Yu twisted his neck, turned his waist, and walked towards his 'office'.

"I should buy some mutton tonight to replenish my energy; I can't keep going like this!"

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Chapter Eight: The Real Culprit

It was already dark when she returned. Su Yue stood on the door frame, arms crossed, looking at Qi Yu.

"Husband, why are you back so late?" Su Yue asked.

Qi Yu held up the lamb leg in his hand and said, "I went to the west of the city to buy a lamb leg, taking a long detour."

Su Yue nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll go heat up your food!"

"Wife, don't let the charcoal go out, we're going to grill lamb skewers tonight!" Qi Yu shouted.

"Understood!" Su Yue replied.

……

"Wife, come and have some!" Qi Yu placed a skewer of mutton into Su Yue's bowl.

Su Yue glanced at the golden-brown, sizzling mutton in the bowl, then looked at Qi Yu with a strange expression.

"My husband, sometimes you really don't seem like a scholar!"

Qi Yu shrugged and said, "Scholars are still human beings, they still need to eat!"

"The person who said 'a gentleman stays away from the kitchen' makes it sound so noble, but I think he's just lazy!"

In this era, men basically didn't cook; laundry and cooking were mostly done by women.

Hearing Qi Yu criticize the ancient sages and saints, Su Yueren couldn't help but laugh.

Because of her family background, she has always disliked those hypocritical rules and regulations.

Why must women stay at home, never stepping out of the house? She refuses to!

She wouldn't listen, so she met Qi Yu!

"Eat up! If you keep staring at me like that, I'll finish everything!" Qi Yu said helplessly when he saw Su Yue staring at him with that silly grin.

"My husband, you are truly extraordinary!" Su Yue said sincerely.

Qi Yu chuckled and said, "Of course, your husband is so handsome and dashing, he's naturally different from everyone else!"

“Yes! My husband, you’re so shameless, you’re naturally different from everyone else!” Su Yue laughed.

"I'll take that as a compliment!" Qi Yu said.

Su Yue smiled and shook her head. Only Qi Yu could be so shameless, but his shamelessness was adorable.

While they were eating, Qi Yu suddenly spoke up, saying, "My wife! You'll come with me to the yamen tomorrow!"

Su Yue blinked and asked, "What are you going to the yamen for?"

"Isn't it my father-in-law's birthday the day after tomorrow? I'll ask the registrar for leave and then buy him a birthday gift! I don't know what he likes, so I'll have to ask you for suggestions!" Qi Yu said.

Su Yue sighed helplessly and said, "Didn't I already prepare it for you?"

Qi Yu thought for a moment and said, "I always feel that doing this is a bit disrespectful to my father-in-law. Gifts are a way to express one's feelings, not a routine matter, so I still want to choose them for my father-in-law myself."

Su Yue looked at Qi Yu for a long time, then shook her head with a wry smile and said, "Sometimes I really don't understand what you're thinking, my husband."

"Will you come with me tomorrow?" Qi Yu asked.

“Okay, I’ll go with you wherever you go!” Su Yue said.

Qi Yu smiled, then recalled that when he first met Su Yue, he found it hard to believe that she would say such a thing.

"My wife, we must work hard!" Qi Yu said.

Su Yue didn't quite understand and asked, "Strive for what?"