My Life with Narration-Chapter 235 - 234: Disaster Always Trails Me by a Step
The three people present were completely stunned by Su Qing's theory. Although they felt something was off, upon careful thought, it did make some sense.
In response, Lin Chengcai felt he couldn't stand it, so he decided to use his proficient psychological knowledge to talk Su Qing into reason, hoping to turn him into an outstanding and progressive young man, striving for a permanent position, and becoming a part of their Crime Investigation Division sooner.
However, Su Qing had been around the internet for many years, and had seen all sorts of situations. If you talk about tempting him with interests, he admits he's not good at resisting, but if you talk CPU, sorry, their generation is naturally adept at resisting that.
Then he showcased the fighting spirit he had when he first graduated and resisted the big promises his leaders painted for him, directly rendering this psychology expert defenseless.
You talk to me about work, I talk to you about salary; you talk ideals, I talk family; you talk career, I talk about houses, cars, bride prices, and the cost of raising kids; you talk relationships, sorry, we're not that close—anyway, Old Lin was certainly feeling emo, assuming he even knew what "emo" meant.
Seeing Old Lin sitting in the chair holding his chest while drinking water, Du Qiang couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at Su Qing next to him playing the game "Yang Le Ge Yang," and put his hands together in prayer:
"Su Qing, please, stop talking, I'm afraid you'll anger Captain Lin to death!"
Upon hearing this, Li Zijun, who was patting his mentor's back, glanced at the two and quickly expressed concern:
"Mentor, are you okay? Don't get angry, Su Qing's arguments are all nonsense. You don't go online and wouldn't know about the current online literature. I'll teach him a lesson later!"
Regarding this, Lin Chengcai looked at the leisurely Su Qing, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll leave him to you two. From today onwards, the three of you will form a temporary group, and you two should guide him!"
"Don't worry, mentor. If he doesn't behave, I'll teach him a lesson!"
Su Qing: ...
Although he rendered Lin Chengcai speechless, he was helpless against Li Zijun—after all, this lady didn't argue with reason but believed in her fists.
Looking at his own small frame, he decided to keep quiet.
Lin Chengcai got up, glanced at Su Qing, sighed, and walked out of the meeting room. In his heart, he thought, Kid, the old man here got the best young people in our Crime Investigation Division to guide you. If you still can't fit in, then I really have no other way.
The Chief had issued a directive to find someone to guide Su Qing, to cultivate him. This was clearly a signal to make his position permanent, not under a special appointment anymore.
You see, most special appointments are time-limited. The short ones last only for the duration of a case; it's not a long-term position. Initially, Director Liu agreed to the recommendation from the three of them as an experiment. After all, Su Qing had indeed helped them several times. If he really has the ability, bringing him in as a special recruitment isn't out of the question.
Lin Chengcai also hoped that during this special appointment period, Su Qing could demonstrate his ability and smoothly transition to a permanent position. But he still underestimated this young man.
As for Su Qing, it's not that he has a strong desire to join the police force. It's more that the voiceover nudged him.
When this option is right in front of a person, everyone would want to try, out of curiosity—so he came.
But if this job requires him to give up everything else and fully immerse himself, then sorry, he doesn't want to do it.
Firstly, single-track work would reduce his voiceover trigger rate. Secondly, this job isn't his favorite. Thirdly, low pay!
In short, if he doesn't want to, he could find a thousand excuses. Anyway, he can't let himself be trapped here.
He knows his own situation well. Only by continuously exposing himself to different things can he find better choices.
"You two, stand up!" As Lin Chengcai left, Li Zijun instantly became the boss. She slapped the table, shouting angrily.
Obviously, the two knew what they were up against, so they both became submissive, standing straight.
"Sister Li, I'm supposed to be on your side, right?"
Li Zijun glanced at Du Qiang, feeling a surge of annoyance.
"Come with me to the office!"
With that, she left directly. Su Qing and Du Qiang exchanged a look and shook their heads helplessly, especially him, feeling like his good days were numbered.
Soon, the three were in a small office filled with case files.
"The mentor assigned us to organize the files from the previous case, and then take over Fang Wen's case."
Surprised, Su Qing asked, "Fang Wen?"
"Yes, remember? Last time, you even came here expressing your opinions?"
In the past few days, we revisited everyone present on the night of the incident. Although all evidence pointed to Huang Zhiming, we've also found some suspicious points, and the involved party claims innocence, so the higher-ups want us to investigate further!" Li Zijun said blandly.
Hearing this, he recalled that woman with quite the acting skills, but he already knew the mystery, finding it dull, plus it's hard to find evidence.
He, however, was more interested in Lian Yong's case, as this was a major one.
Then he picked up the interrogation records and began inquiring about the specific details from Du Qiang.
"You're talking about Lian Yong, right? There's not much mystery left in this case. The girl he killed was his ex-girlfriend. They broke up over half a year ago due to her cheating, and he committed murder as an act of revenge. So during our investigations, we overlooked this person, mainly because that girl switched boyfriends quite frequently.
After that incident, he became obsessed with the feeling, purchasing inhalant drugs online, targeting isolated young women living alone, perpetrating malicious acts. It minimally warrants a death sentence, so don't get any ideas."
In the past two days and one night, the police had been conducting intense interrogations. Unable to withstand the pressure, Lian Yong confessed everything. Once they concluded their part, the case would be handed over to the prosecutor's office; judgments wouldn't involve them.
After listening to Du Qiang's brief summary, Su Qing felt his horizons broadened—there really were all sorts of people out there.
Then the three of them worked from morning to afternoon, finally nearly completing the organization of the case files. Su Qing took the opportunity to head to the backyard and check on Da Huang's filming progress.
"Sister Li, do you think his line of thought is feasible? It feels somewhat unreliable to me?" Du Qiang asked, frowning.
While the three were organizing the case files, they naturally sighed over Fang Wen's case. Su Qing didn't know how to investigate cases, not being a cop, so he just provided the thoughts.
Based on the voiceover's hints, he suggested they treat it as an extortion case. As for evidence? He had none, and the voiceover didn't tell him—after all, the voiceover wasn't Sherlock Holmes.
It's more like a storyline spoiler. But in addressing the case itself, knowing the outcome isn't enough; one must know the process and have evidence.
The evidence part was up to Li Zijun and Du Qiang to investigate themselves—then he was off.
As for his reason, he said if he could find evidence, there'd be no need for the other two, leaving the poor sods speechless, unable to retort.
"Whatever, we have no other leads now; let's try this method as a last resort. I'll visit Fang Wen's house, you go find Huang Zhiming."
"Understood!"
At 4 PM, Su Qing left work early with Da Huang.
Halfway home, he received a call from his father, startling him—was Old Su about to settle scores?
Anxiously, he answered and carefully asked:
"Hey Dad? What's up?"
"Come home at once!" Old Su's deep voice came from the other end.
Suddenly, Su Qingzhi felt a chill down his spine—just as expected, Old Su sobered up and wanted to regain his lost face.
"Nah, whatever it is, let's talk on the phone, okay?"
"Not okay, I asked you to come home, so come home!"
"I'm busy with work lately, don't have the time!"
"Your mom's crying, hurry back!" Old Su gave a reason, but the next second, the only response was a busy signal.
"Pfft, trying to trick me? If I'm quick to hang up, misfortune will always lag behind."
Su Qing praised his own wit.
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