However, even if she didn't commit suicide, she might be shot in the end!
After all, she not only instigated and helped Ding Peixin to kill and destroy corpses, but also killed Ding Peixin herself.
Because there haven't been any big cases recently, they are all small cases such as financial disappearances, so Su Qiao successfully asked for a week's leave.
However, the holiday must be after the National Day holiday.
During the National Day, there are many people out and about, and the crime rate will also increase, so I can't ask for leave. After all, there is only one psychological profiler in the bureau.
Su Qiao used this time to simply draw drawings and invite a construction team to build a school in the nearby town.
On the first day after the National Day holiday, the two made an appointment to get the certificate.
Su Qiao got up early in the morning, took a shower, and changed into a nice skirt and coat.
When I went into the study to get my ID card and household registration book, I accidentally glanced at the book I had not finished reading last time that was open on the table.
After staring at the detective case book for a long time, her expression suddenly changed, a little ugly.
Not caring about getting her ID card and household registration book, she picked up one of the books, turned around and rushed out the door.
Du Muhan, dressed in a crisp suit, had been waiting at the gate of the community for a long time. When he saw her coming, he immediately greeted her.
Su Qiao threw the real case analysis book in his hand into his arms, a little annoyed. "Please explain this to me carefully."
Du Muhan was stunned, picked up the book and flipped through it twice, with a confused look on his face. "What's wrong with this book? Didn't you take it from me? Isn't it good-looking?"
Su Qiao put his hands on his hips and stared at him fiercely. "You still dare to hide it from me? Are you testing my IQ?"
Du Muhan The confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared and he became a little overwhelmed, "I... be careful!"
He just opened his mouth and suddenly pounced on Su Qiao.
'His...'
He heard the sound of him sucking in cold air. Su Qiao's heart tightened, and he immediately rolled over with him in his arms, successfully dodging the opponent's second attack.
He quickly glanced at Du Muhan's bleeding wrist. He was filled with anger. He quickly got up and kicked him in the air. "Where did this bitch come from? You dare to use a knife on my aunt's head."
Su Qiao was already angry, but now that Du Muhan was injured, her anger increased even more. Her eight-centimeter high heels were like long iron nails, and she stamped on the man she kicked to the ground, causing the man to scream like a pig.
It was the security guard at the door who heard the screams and rushed over to stop her, so that the man was not beaten to death on the spot.
"Du Muhan, you bastard, I was really blind to let you into my Ding Family door. If I had known you would report me, I would have killed you early in the morning, along with your shameless mother!"
The man had a wrinkled face, and the hair around his ears was a little white. He was obviously a little older. At this time, he was being held down by two security guards, but he was still staring in the direction of Du Muhan with hatred on his face and yelling curses.
Su Qiao Only then did he understand the identity of this man.
It was Ding Wencheng who had just been released from prison, that is, Ding Peixin's father, the man who domestically abused Du Muhan's mother and daughter, causing his mother to become a vegetative state.
Su Qiao Thinking of this, he became very angry and stepped forward with two harsh words. "Shut your stinky mouth, I don't know if I'm in a bad mood right now? I don't know if I'm in a bad mood, do you like to hit people?"
Afraid that she would kick her again, Du Muhan quickly walked over and hugged her. "Don't beat her to death, she will go to jail."