December the first, the students of Jiangcheng University saw a handsome guy running wildly across campus with a meat bun in his mouth.

And behind him was a middle-aged handsome man jumping around, making the scene quite comical.

What is a man without money? That’s a spineless animal; this was something Old Su, Comrade Su, used to tell him. Unexpectedly, today he’s being educated by his son, and in a fit of anger, Old Su couldn’t hold back, ready to throw a punch.

Fortunately, Su Qing has grown up and can’t fight back, but he can run, can’t he?

As he fled, he surprisingly sparked a wave of onlookers. Some girls followed him out, recording him with their phones.

Feeling speechless, he wasn’t a celebrity, how could he enjoy such treatment? Being surrounded by so many people taking pictures, even with his thick skin, it was hard to endure.

After all, he’s always considered himself an ordinary person. Back in school, he stammered during speeches from the podium, let alone in a situation like this.

Luckily, he had credentials at this moment; soon he found himself amidst the police camp, where many officers were in uniform. Once he arrived, those students were stopped.

Soon after, he received a message from Li Zijun on his phone, knowing where she was, he rushed over without delay and finished off the bun in his mouth in a few bites.

"You’re doing well now, becoming quite famous. Came to the school to investigate a case and ran into your fans; I noticed quite a number of girls, none of them rushed for your autograph?"

As soon as he reached the top floor, Li Zijun couldn’t help but laugh, having seen the scene downstairs, anyone would have thought some celebrity had shown up at the school.

Feeling her words, Su Qing sweated: "Sis, your brother here really lost face today. To ensure progress in our case, I was chased by my dad across three streets, surrounded by students, utterly humiliating. I just saw there’s a video online of me getting beaten by my dad. This counts as damage to my reputation, Lin should compensate me."

"Stop joking, Uncle Su beating you serves you right. By the way, I heard from my mentor you went to see Uncle Su for clues. Any discoveries?"

"A bit here and there, but mostly gossip, not really useful as evidence. If the deceased ends up proven to have committed suicide, it might help investigate her reasons for doing so."

Upon hearing this, Li Zijun nodded, then patted his shoulder with a smile: "Finding something matters, Du Qiang and I have some discoveries here as well, later we’ll check with my mentor’s side. We’ll put it all together with the autopsy report later, and it’ll be easier to figure things out."

"Indeed, let’s go!"

The two exchanged glances and then headed towards a counseling room, surrounded by officers and some school leaders, while a couple of students sat in the adjacent office.

At that moment, a few school leaders were gathered around Zhao Minghui, speaking.

"Captain Zhao, what’s the procedure for handling this case? Also, will anything happen to these students?" A round-bodied, well-dressed man with a Mediterranean hairstyle spoke up.

"The students’ parents have been notified; we must wait for them to arrive to determine the cause of death before closing the case. As for these students, we simply need to understand some things from them; there’s no need to worry.

Moreover, I hope your school will cooperate with us in resolving this case, accounting for the deceased."

Zhao Minghui’s words were precise, said yet unsaid.

This school leader clearly aimed to form ties, hoping the police could help minimize the impact. After all, a death at the school is a significant affair, a problem for the acting dean and others, affecting career prospects. If the impact is too great, they might even be disciplined.

In the face of such matters, seeking connections is understandably natural. However, Zhao Minghui knew his rank didn’t suffice; this matter isn’t for him to handle; he’ll focus on his duties.

Besides, the person wasn’t the dean or secretary, just a school leader; he naturally wouldn’t make any promises.

Seeing this, the man grew anxious, wanting to say more, but Zhao Minghui spotted him walking alongside Li Zijun, and with a smile intervened, "Little Su, back already. How did it go?"

"Still okay. Are you busy?"

"I wouldn’t say I need to run around a lot. Saying I’m free may be too little; arranging personnel is the main task. If you’re available, go in; Old Lin and Yan Lie are inside. You should go in and swap places with Old Yan, you’re more professional in this aspect."

"Okay, I’ll head in first; we’ll talk later!"

"Alright, off you go!"

During the exchange, Zhao Minghui turned a deaf ear to the Mediterranean hairstyle gentleman, which Su Qing naturally noticed but didn’t mind.

Then, under everyone’s gaze, he pushed the door open, even some school leaders outside were slightly shocked, for they couldn’t quite discern Su Qing’s status—he was too young, yet managed to change Jiang City’s Investigation Squad Captain’s stance; did he have a special background?

The most puzzling aspect was that he wasn’t in a police uniform, adding to their surprise.

Regardless of what they thought, Su Qing wasn’t interested. They were unrelated, even if Old Su worked under him, Su Qing saw no reason to care.

As he pushed the door open, he saw Lin Chengcai and Yan Lie seated on chairs inside, while three well-figured, attractive girls sat on the sofa, all looking tense and slightly fearful.

"Old Yan, give us a smile; you’re scaring the young ladies with that grim face." Lin Chengcai spoke in helplessness.

"I’ve tried my best."

"Can’t you smile? Forget it; you might as well not smile." Seeing Yan Lie force a smile more pitiful than crying, Lin Chengcai hurriedly stopped him.

Just then, Su Qing stepped in, and Yan Lie, seeing him as if spotting a savior, stood up suddenly, "Little Su, you’re here! Good timing; you handle this, I’m leaving!"

Then, without looking back, he turned to leave, like fleeing a disaster.

It’s not hard to understand; Yan Lie usually played the harsh role when interrogating suspects, which worked in the station but was too tough for these students.

Because they weren’t suspects, just young girls, he couldn’t be too harsh or loud; letting this pass was hard enough, yet his expressions affected the three girls directly, making him feel extremely frustrated.

The last witness ended up in tears from his intimidation.

"Oh my God, you’re finally here." Seeing him enter, Lin Chengcai immediately showed a kind smile, pulling him over to introduce him to the three girls:

"Look, this is our bureau’s detective consultant, only twenty-two, barely older than you, still popular online, the recent Stock God is him, how is he, handsome or not?

And you three, there’s no need to be afraid, speak your minds, plus Little Su here is still single!"

As an expert in psychology, Lin Chengcai naturally knew how to eliminate others’ defenses; earlier Yan Lie was dragging him down, but now he decisively used the proverbial handsome man strategy.

Upon hearing, Su Qing glanced at Lin Chengcai, thinking who’s single here? Is this how you use the handsome man strategy?

But Lin Chengcai winked at him, telling him to cooperate.

Having no choice, he donned an affable smile and spoke, "Hello there, my name’s Su Qing."

"Exactly, Little Su is our bureau’s psychology doctor, very skilled at comforting others, so no need to fear, just speak your minds. Little Su, aren’t you going to pour some water for these ladies?"

Su Qing:...

Okay, I’ll bear it.

[Lin Chengcai doesn’t fall short, mastered psychology as an old detective, his handsome man tactic shows initial results.]

Just as the inner monologue ceased, one girl voiced her disbelief, "Are you Daqing?"

"Uh... I’m called Su Qing."

"Turns out your surname is Su; I’ve watched your videos. I’m originally a fan of Da Huang, but I’ve followed you for quite a while now!"

Su Qing: "Thanks... Um, have some water!"

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