Su Qiao urged, "Let's talk about it then. Hurry and hand it over to the team leader and tell him the matter."
"Okay, after handing in the photo, I have to quickly go to Qiang Zi's shift and continue to stare at that Gu Xue."
After returning to the office, Su Qiao's thinking became clearer.
As long as you find out who Ding Peixin met that night, you can basically determine who is hiding behind her.
If you can find these gems and gold bars in the market, you can follow the clues to find Ding Peixin.
"Gemstones, gold bars, diamonds..."
If you want to take action on these things, then only Black Market can do it.
Unfortunately, Su Qiao checked for a long time and found no one trading these things in the near future.
"Did you not take action, or did you make a private deal?"
In private transactions, if it is a woman Ding Peixin, there is a very big danger.
As long as the benefits are big enough, many people will dare to take advantage of this kind of thing.
Since there are no clues like jewelry and gold, Su Qiao can only find out where Ding Peixin went that night.
"I was quite cautious. I didn't drive or take the bus. I took a taxi after walking such a long distance."
Ding Peixin The more careful you are, the more evil there is.
Su Qiao checked more carefully.
"... This road should go to the western suburbs."
Did she go to the suburbs that night?
Ding Peixin The last place we got off the bus was the old city in the West District. Many of the houses there were abandoned and were about to be demolished and rebuilt.
For this reason, there are not many people there, the road conditions are not very good, there are not even many street lights, and there are not many good surveillance systems.
"It seems like we have to go and see this area in person."
Su Qiao printed a simple map of the old town, circled the location where Ding Peixin got off with a red pen, and decided to go there in person.
Du Muhan just opened the door and came in, looking a little unhappy.
"I heard that you want to sell a painting to Sun Zhihao?"
"Little Li Zi is such a big mouth." Su Qiao muttered softly.
Du Muhan pulled up a chair and sat down, explaining, "I saw him mumbling, so I asked."
Su Qiao quickly changed the subject. "Didn't I ask you to have a good sleep at noon?"
He didn't sleep all night last night.
"Can't sleep."
Du Muhan propped up his chin and yawned. "Maybe I suddenly had a premonition that someone was robbing me."
Su Qiao raised his eyebrows. "When did my painting become yours?"
Du Muhan glared at her angrily. "You haven't forgotten what our relationship is now, right?"
"What's the relationship?" Su Qiao was a little curious about what was going on in his mind.
Du Muhan didn't blush, his heart didn't beat, and he said matter-of-factly, "Of course we are husband and wife."
"Your painting is our joint property and cannot be given away casually. Do you understand?"
Could this guy not be awake yet?
"How do I remember that we haven't even obtained the certificate yet, let alone the wedding?"
Du Muhan stood up slowly. "If you agree, we can go get the certificate now, hold the wedding tomorrow, and go on our honeymoon the day after tomorrow."
Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him. "The case has not been settled, so what kind of wedding or honeymoon are you going to have?"
Can she leave at this time?
She was the only profiler in the entire bureau. He was a good forensic doctor, and he had a replacement, but she didn't have one.
"Isn't it almost the same?" Du Muhan sat down lazily again and yawned again.
Su Qiao stuffed the map into his briefcase, "If Ding Peixin is not found, this case will not be closed."