Su Qiao smiled. "Don't worry, I'll wait for you. I don't have a car to get home."
That night, both Su Qiao and Du Muhan returned rather late. They didn't get home together until eleven.
Fortunately, the test results were out.
The hair found in the Underground Room of Sun Zhihao's Art Gallery did not belong to Gu Xue, which essentially ruled out the possibility that Gu Xue was the murderer. However, the hair's owner was not Ding Peixin, either.
If it belonged to neither of them, then it was highly likely to be Xia Xiaolin's.
That more or less matched Su Qiao's initial speculation.
The Headless Female Corpse should have been Xia Xiaolin, and she had been attacked and killed there.
"Little Li and the others collected Xia Xiaolin's fingernail clippings and hair. The technical department is rushing to run the DNA test, and the results should be ready in about two hours. Do you want to wait?"
Du Muhan raised his hand and glanced at the time. It was eleven-thirty, so the results would probably be ready around two.
Su Qiao packed up her briefcase. "Let's not wait. If I'm not mistaken, the person who died was Xia Xiaolin."
Besides, no matter what the final results were, they would know first thing tomorrow morning.
"Then let's go home and get some rest. You must be tired today, too."
Du Muhan did not attach much importance to the results. He did not particularly care how the case progressed, either. He only cared about his work—and, of course, now there was one more person to care about: her.
"You're tired, too, aren't you? I'm sorry for making you help me with the testing so late." Su Qiao felt a little embarrassed for dragging him out so late.
But she really