Chapter 298 - 295: Difficulty Spikes

Chapter 298: Chapter 295: Difficulty Spikes

In the bathroom, Li Zijun was washing her hands. There was no other reason; she felt like her hand was tainted by the fart and a bit dirty.

At the dining table, Su Qing wore an expression of utter hopelessness as he drank his porridge, with a dull pain lingering in his chest.

This kind of thing, he couldn’t control. You can manage heaven and earth, but can you control when you poop or fart?

Besides, with beer that cold, when you put it in my blanket and leaned it against my belly, anyone would have a reaction.

It’s just that he put in too much force and ended up farting. The force of the fart was no small matter; even the hand Li Zijun had placed on his belly could feel the bed vibrating.

Feeling that she’d been hit by the fart, someone was furious with embarrassment and, with a swift martial arts move, flipped his blanket and pressed a hand onto his chest.

With a crisp smack, Su Qing yelped in pain as a wave of fart smell burst out, driving Li Zijun to the bathroom.

And if you looked closely, you’d find a bright red handprint clearly visible inside his pajama top. That slap was so forceful it nearly knocked the crap out of him; even now, he was still shaken.

At that moment, Mom, Zhou Hui, fanning the air in front of her nose, walked out of his bedroom: "What did you eat yesterday? Got an upset stomach? How can it smell this bad?"

She had just gone in and opened the window, nearly fainting from the smell. Mainly, after hearing that crisp slap, she hurried over to see what the two kids were doing.

Hearing this, Su Qing rolled his eyes. What did I even eat? From noon yesterday until this morning, he hadn’t eaten anything and had even vomited for a while. As for why the fart smelled so bad, well duh, have you ever heard of a fragrant fart?

With that, Zhou Hui addressed Li Zijun, who had just finished washing her hands and was coming out of the bathroom: "Junjun, are you alright? That stink in the boy’s room was terrible and strange. I told you not to go there, didn’t I? Now you know!"

Hearing this, Li Zijun glanced at Su Qing, who was eating, and chuckled: "I’m fine, Aunt Hui. I’ve already dealt with him. Next time he doesn’t wake up, I’ll ice him!"

Maybe because they’ve known each other since childhood, Li Zijun was very casual at his house, especially in front of his mom. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have entered his room, and even Zhou Hui didn’t react much when she heard her son was beaten, almost feeling it was justified.

"Ice me, huh, you’re really something. If I have diarrhea today, it’s your fault! Didn’t you say my room was tidy with no odor? Well, now there is!" Su Qing grinned painfully, rubbing his chest.

But no sooner had he spoken than Old Su, who was drinking millet porridge, felt a wave of nausea: "Can’t you watch your mouth? Your old man is eating!"

Su Qing: ...

Old Su also felt wronged. He had seen the corpse yesterday; it was disgusting. Then his wife cooked some dark cuisine at night, and he barely ate anything. Now that he was finally feeling better and having some porridge, Su Qing was bringing up diarrhea topics. If there weren’t people around, he might have pulled out his Seven Wolves pocket knife.

"Junjun, is this case that urgent? Not even letting people rest over the weekend?" Zhou Hui ignored the father-son duo and asked Li Zijun.

Ever since discovering her son’s potential, whenever she saw a pretty girl, she had a sense she was looking at her future daughter-in-law.

"Auntie, this is indeed urgent. The case is pressing."

"Yes, yes, work is important. I heard from your dad that you two are in the same team now. In the future, just assign him whatever work is around you; don’t tire yourself out, make sure to train him well."

"Got it, Auntie!"

Su Qing: ...

In front of the girl, it seemed like his mom ceased to be his mom. He felt like that forever-bachelor who couldn’t find a wife.

"Hurry up and eat; we’re still waiting to go. How are you still so slow after all these years?"

Li Zijun watched him slowly drinking his porridge and couldn’t help but urge him.

"Exactly, hurry up and take big bites!"

Taking a deep breath, Su Qing resolved that whenever Li Zijun returned home, he would not come back. Otherwise, his hard-earned family status might be in jeopardy!

Ten minutes later, he got into his brother’s car.

Men, eating and washing up as fast as lightning; of course, certain aspects shouldn’t be fast. Just look at the 9.58 seconds world record.

"How are those two old folks from yesterday?" Just getting in the car, Su Qing asked while buckling his seatbelt.

"What else can we do? No one can do anything about that old man. His son is even in detention, but it doesn’t amount to a criminal offense; at most, he’ll be detained for a few days. I should have delayed revealing my identity and let him hit me so I could charge him with assaulting a police officer!" Li Zijun said while starting the car, sounding quite regretful.

"Those two old folks are really getting off easy!"

"Tell me about it!"

As the two of them chatted about the case, the car slowly drove out of the community.

Standing by the upstairs window, watching them leave, Zhou Hui couldn’t help but sigh.

"What’s up, wife? Why the sigh?" Old Su, having cleaned up the dishes, couldn’t help but ask.

Hearing this, Zhou Hui felt even more miserable: "Don’t you think it’d be great if Junjun were ours? She grew up in our home; we know her so well. There wouldn’t be any mother-in-law and daughter-in-law drama. If we had grandkids, I could raise them with Sister Liu without even leaving the community. Such a pity though..."

Hearing this, a mysterious look flashed in Old Su’s eyes. He couldn’t deny that he had once thought this way too, but immediately negated the idea. Now that his wife was bringing it up again, he couldn’t help but ponder it more.

"What’s a pity?"

"You tell me. These two kids are too familiar with each other. Our son has been afraid of Junjun since he was a child. No matter how I look at them, I think they’re a good match, but there’s just no spark!" Zhou Hui shook her head and sighed.

Sometimes being too familiar actually makes it harder to spark romance. After all, everyone knows everyone’s details. Isn’t love supposed to be that mix of curiosity and mysterious anticipation?

"Actually... There are advantages to familiarity. Childhood sweethearts make others envious!" Old Su said softly. Obviously, he’d also had his eye on the Li family’s daughter for quite some time now.

At this, Zhou Hui rolled her eyes at him: "Advantages my foot! It’s precisely because they’re too familiar that they wouldn’t even dare to pull her pants down. How can that work? Tell me, how can that work?"

Old Su: ...

Crude words, crude words indeed!

Soon, Li Zijun drove the car, and they arrived at the police station, where she went to the locker room to change into her duty uniform, transforming back into that valiant policewoman.

They made their way to the criminal investigation department’s office, where only Old Zhao was sitting in his usual duty uniform, and the department felt eerily quiet.

"Captain Zhao, why’s it so quiet here today?" Su Qing asked.

Seeing the two of them arrive, Zhao Minghui rubbed his temples, sighed, and replied: "After we returned yesterday, we held a meeting to discuss the case and found it challenging. It’s beyond what your team alone can handle, so we’ve dispatched a considerable amount of police force to investigate near yesterday’s mountain stream, even Old Lin went."

Hearing this, Su Qing immediately perked up: "Isn’t that great news?"

If it were only the four of them, this case would take forever to solve. Even though he had some clues, he couldn’t say them out loud, only hint. Now it’s better, with more people comes more strength.

"What’s great about it? Yesterday we looked into the missing persons cases for women over the past two to three months and found no matches. Even Xiao Zhou’s DNA analysis is stalled, which is frustrating. The workload is enormous like this." Zhao Minghui sighed.

This left Su Qing a bit puzzled: "Isn’t identifying the victim’s identity supposed to be possible once you analyze the DNA?"

Upon hearing this, Li Zijun rolled her eyes at him and said: "Without a comparison sample, what do we confirm against? Even if we obtain the victim’s DNA, we must determine identity somehow. With no one reporting, there’s no way to compare, hence no way to confirm!"

"Doesn’t our police station have some sort of DNA database or something?"

"Of course we do, but given how many people there are nationwide, how many have their DNA recorded? Easy to say. Since there are no reports, we can only conduct door-to-door inquiries and investigations."

Zhao Minghui nodded and then looked at the documents on the desk, furrowing his brow before speaking a moment later: "Xiao Li, take Xiao Su to see how things are progressing with Xiao Zhou."

"Alright!"

Su Qing: "No way, I won’t go, even if you beat me to death!"

"Alright then, I’ll beat you to death!"

Su Qing: ...

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