Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 303 - 197. The clown is laughing, also mocking (2 updates 1)
Her wrist was grabbed, and Rosa looked back in frustration: "What exactly do you want?" ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐น.๐๐ ๐
He helplessly raised his brows lightly, embarrassment rising in his eyes: "I surrender."
Rosa was somewhat unadapted, turning her head to glare at him, momentarily not knowing what to say.
Wasnโt he quite strong-minded? How could he surrender just like that? Can we still have an enjoyable argument?
Rosa then averted her gaze, not looking at him: "What is Mr. Tang up to now?"
He could only stretch and sigh: "...Actually, I just want you to taste it too. The feeling of me not being able to reach you by phone or rushing to you directly. Really, Iโm going crazy. I want you to feel it so you wonโt punish me like this again. Letโs use a different method of punishment; Iโll accept anything."
He shook his head helplessly looking over: "But I find your reaction even stronger than mine. Look at me, even when angry, I keep it inside, but you are almost crying from anger."
Rosa also felt awkward, couldnโt help but blush, yet still refused to yield: "Thatโs not true! Iโm anxious because I want to know Wang Chuanโs confession. This is for work, not something to spite you."
She bit her lip and gave him a sideways glance: "Wang Chuan was found by Mr. Shi and me first. I feel like he belongs to me, I should talk to him before you. In other words, the person to unveil the clownโs secret should be me!"
He bit his lip in annoyance. Talking business again, she was as relentless as when following him for interviews, making him itch with frustration.
He huffed, "Who said you found the person first?"
"Time!" Rosa glared back: "The workshop foreman said clearly, we arrived first; only later did we leave, and you came after us."
Tang Yanqing bared his teeth at Rosa: "Was your reasoning pinned on Huangfu Huazhang?"
Rosa froze for a moment, feeling a bit awkward, yet couldnโt help but admit: "It was him. Initially, I didnโt think of the repair shop, so... But when he mentioned the shop, Wang Chuanโs profile, I had already visualized in my mind, coinciding with Mr. Shiโs profile content."
He remained silent, simply staring into her eyes.
She furrowed her brows, then avoided eye contact.
He squinted at her: "Criminal psychological profiling is a field with quite high professional thresholds, not just anyone can perform. I can do it because Iโm a cop, and you, the daughter of a cop, influenced by it since childhood... But he can too, youโre not the slightest bit surprised?"
Rosa ignored the quiet stir in her heart, raised her brows, and lightly smiled: "Iโm not surprised because I know the answer. Kangchuan University has a comprehensive setup for Psychology, especially a special course on Eastern Social Psychology in the Eastern Studies Department, hiring professionals like you as a guest professor, proving Kangchuan University has a basis for researching criminal psychology."
"And correspondingly, the library at Kangchuan University surely has an extensive collection on criminal psychology. Mr. Shi, as a trustee of the university, has read almost every book in the library. With professional books and a smart mind, itโs plausible to learn on oneโs own."
"Is that so?" He haughtily snorted: "Then why donโt you ask him next time if he read those few books of mine."
Even in such detail, he didnโt forget a hint of petty arrogance... Rosa snorted: "Sure."
Throughout the conversation, Tang Yanqing never released her hand. They finally reached a tiny consensus, only then did he huff, placing the coffee cup in Rosaโs hand, continuing to drag her towards the police station entrance.
Rosa paused, staring at his back. A tall, long-armed man dragging her along effortlessly.
"This coffee..."
"Hm-hmm," he pushed open the door with one hand, only then turning to glance at her: "Bought for you."
Rosa was slightly taken aback.
Previously visiting the station, everyone talked of Jia Tianziโs excellent coffee brewing, so Jia Tianzi proudly served her some. However, likely because officers need coffee to stay alert while on duty, Jia Tianzi brewed Mandheling, black coffee, adding maybe a sugar cube for her as a lady. She awkwardly accepted but always frowned a bit while drinking.
With him pulling her, no worries about getting lost or encountering oncoming traffic, she quietly bit the coffee cup lid to peek inside.
Turned out it was Italian, creamy, rich foam, suitable for girls treating coffee like a dessert.
The officer at the gate internally kept formal, extending a hand to block: "Sorry Mr. Tang, Mr. Shi hasnโt been allowed by the news officer to conduct the interview..."
Outside, Tang Yanqing glanced at the officer: "But sheโs the one who caught the suspect. If you donโt let her in, should I release the suspect?"
Seeing this young master display such temper, the officer resignedly retreated, clearing the way.
Tang Yanqing turned back to look at her, yet found she didnโt actually care about the blockade, sipping coffee like a kitten, lips covered with cream foam. She accidentally met his serious gaze, looking innocent.
Inwardly, he felt an invisible hand fiercely squeezing, softening all his sharp edges.
He sighed silently, leaning down to ask: "Is it good?"
She smiled with satisfaction, seizing the opportunity to pull her hand back from his palm and cupping the coffee in both hands, nodding forcefully: "The sugar and cream ratio is just right."
He could only lift his eyebrows helplessly: "Hurry and drink, finish it before you go into the interrogation room and throw it away, donโt let the Emperor see, saves him from a fragile heart."
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Shi Nian obediently took large gulps, not caring that cream foam had stuck to the corner of her mouth. Because she drank so vigorously, the foam even clung to her nose tip.
He could only shake his head helplessly and bent over to help shield her from othersโ gazes.
Finally finishing, Shi Nian patted her stomach contentedly: "Donโt need dinner now."
Throwing away the cup, without taking care to wipe her mouth with a tissue, she casually wiped it with the back of her hand like a man, then charged towards the interrogation room, whispering cheerfully as she ran: "Wang Chuan, Iโm coming!"
Tang Yanqing could only roll his eyes helplessly behind her. She was only thinking of Wang Chuan, forgetting even to say something pleasant to him.
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In the interrogation room, through a single-layered plated glass, Shi Nian stared at the refined young man on the other side.
Everything was exactly as Huangfu Huazhangโs profile suggested: a refined and slender young man, around 25 years old. A pair of glasses perched on his nose added a bit of scholarly air typical of someone whoโd recently left university, further corroborating his age.
He wore the factoryโs standard mechanic uniform, but it was so well-ironed that the creases were crisp, especially the collar lines, making one feel it was not a uniform but a formal suit.
Tang Yanqing stared at Wang Chuan: "So tell me, why did you draw a clownโs smiling face on Rosaโs windshield? You must have heard she had an accident because of it."
Wang Chuan looked over haughtily: "Sir, may I ask how you can claim that I drew the clown face? Do you have any witnesses, or physical evidence?"
Jia Tianzi glanced at Wang Chuan, then lowered his head to read indifferently from a paper in his hand: "Wang Chuan, graduated from C University. C University is a renowned science and engineering school, and your mathematics and physics scores were top of the class. Despite being a science and tech guy, you also have excellent drawing talent..."
These traits perfectly matched the policeโs profile of the suspect after discovering the clownโs smiling face.
Yet Wang Chuan shrugged, "Though such people are rare, Iโm not the only one. Even C University could find dozens of such individuals. How can you single me out as the artist? Sir, police work should rely on solid evidence. Itโs laughable to suspect me based simply on profiling."
Tang Yanqing and Jia Tianzi remained expressionless, as Jia Tianzi routinely inquired about Wang Chuanโs whereabouts during the one or two days surrounding Rosaโs accident. Wang Chuan responded fluently, and Jia Tianziโs phone inquiries confirmed his alibi.
Wang Chuanโs smile grew more smug as he glanced at Tang Yanqing: "Even if I were a mechanic responsible for Rosaโs car at that time, sir, use your brain. Why would I draw on her windshield?"
Across the glass, Shi Nian also focused on Wang Chuanโs smugness.
The characteristic of a science tech guy is precision, so in their initial dialogue, his responses had tight logic, precise wording, leaving no gaps. But now, his smugness began eroding his precision, like gaps opening in a neatly aligned fence.
Sure enough, only then did Tang Yanqing speak, flipping the handwritten notes as he turned toward Wang Chuan: "Thank you for your time. Look over this statement, and if thereโs no issue, please sign it."
Wang Chuanโs smile widened as he looked at Tang Yanqing: "After signing, I can leave?"
Tang Yanqing shrugged: "Naturally."
Shi Nianxin suddenly tightened, quickly taking out a ballpoint pen and scribbling the character "็" (Wang) on a note, asking the officer at the door to pass it to Tang Yanqing.
But on the other side of the glass, Wang Chuan had already swaggered his signature on the statement, tossed it towards Tang Yanqing, then rose triumphantly and walked toward the door.
Yet Tang Yanqing did not glance at Wang Chuan, only studiously reviewing the statement, as if letting Wang Chuan leave.
At this moment, the officer handed Shi Nianโs note into the interrogation room, causing Tang Yanqing to raise his eyebrows and turn back to Shi Nian with a brilliant smile.
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Wang Chuan walked toward the police station door confidently, casting a proud eye over the busy officers as if inspecting troops.
Once the door was open and he was about to step out, a lazy call suddenly came from behind.
"Wang Chuan, do you still wish to leave?"
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[Second morning update]
