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Chapter Forty Two Investigators Who Have No Demand for the Opposite Sex

Qi Beihan enjoyed this look very much, especially the look from the security guard. He felt very accomplished when he could show off in front of the security guard who was the guardian of the law.

Entering the North District Public Security Bureau, Qi Beihan walked through the parking lot inside the courtyard wall, passed through the garden with a fairly elegant environment, and then came to the security officer's office building.

There were two young security officers guarding the stairs of the office building. Seeing Qi Beihan approaching, one of the security officers politely said: "But Qi Beihan?"

"It's me." Qi Beihan took out his ID from his pocket, showed his identity, and then said:

"The vice president of Baihua Club asked me to assist the investigation team in the provincial capital to find the murderer of Director Jiao as soon as possible."

"Hmm, okay, you are indeed remarkable for being able to find out the real culprit of the faceless man who assassinated Shangguan's second son. Go up. The provincial capital's investigation team is waiting for you on the third floor." The security officer pointed to the stairs with his finger.

"Thank you." Qi Beihan walked up the stairs and soon reached the third floor.

At the stairway on the third floor, three investigators from the provincial capital stood in a triangle shape.

Standing at the front is a tall beauty, with a strand of silver mixed in her black hair, which falls down to her bulging white shirt along with the single stream on the left. Her pair of sharp beautiful eyes are deep and leisurely, giving people the impression of being extremely wealthy.

Dark, with a pair of large silver earrings outlining her earlobes, she looks like a nightclub queen, but she never goes to nightclubs.

Her name is Yue Jianli. She is wearing a white shirt with the hem tucked into a black skirt, which outlines her voluptuous waist. She has plump buttocks and beautiful legs. She is wrapped in black stockings and has a pair of high heels on her feet. She looks like a royal lady.

Behind the cold and charming Yue Jianli, standing on the left is an eyed man holding a laptop in his hand. His hair is slightly messy, his skin is dull, and his forehead is a bit big. This is because of hair loss. This image gives people the first impression.

That's the programmer.

In fact, he is a computer expert and can write relatively complex coding programs. Having him by your side is like blessing you with a treasure trove of knowledge.

He is introverted, not good at words, and has social phobia. If you ask him what to call him, he will tell you that his surname is Zhang, but he will not say "My name is Zhang Yide, you can call me Xiao Zhang."

On the right side of Zhang Yide stood a muscular man, with muscles all over his body. He was tall but not very good-looking. His face had sparse eyebrows, a flat nose, and thick lips. He was the kind of man who could make a woman look back.

As he was thinking about it, he looked at her with a look of disgust, but this muscular man was very narcissistic. Because he had eight-pack abs, he looked down on ordinary women.

Qi Beihan walked up the last step on the second floor to the third floor and took a brief look at the three investigative teams from the provincial capital.

Yue Jianli looked aloof, glanced at Qi Beihan indifferently, then moved his eyes to Zhang Yide and the muscular man, and introduced briefly and comprehensively: "The one with glasses is called Zhang Yide, and the muscular one is Marcus.

, one is a computer genius, and the other is a narcissistic genius."

Marcus smiled honestly: "What the eldest lady is saying is that I do have a little bit of narcissism."

He pinched the dust in the air with his fingers.

"My surname is Zhang." Zhang Yide introduced himself with a trembling voice.

Qi Beihan cupped his fists at Yue Jianli and others: "I don't mind your surname being Qi, you can call me Mr. Qi, or the Great Sage Qi Tian."

"Okay, Xiao Qi." Yue Jianli pursed his lips and motioned Qi Beihan to go to Room 308, where the case was being cracked.

"Call me Mr. Qi." Qi Beihan said seriously, as if he would not leave unless he called him Mr. Qi.

Yue Jianli glanced at Qi Beihan indifferently and said lazily: "I know, Xiao Qi... Hey, what's wrong with you? Xiao Qi."

This woman definitely disrespected me on purpose... Qi Beihan had no choice but to comfort himself that a good man would not fight with a woman.

The four people walked into Room 308, Director Jiao's office. Except for Director Jiao's body being carried away, all other traces of the scene were well preserved. Even the blood stains on the floor were not wiped off.

Yue Jianli put her arms under her bulging shirt and stood in the middle of the room. Her fiery eyes scanned every detail of the room. When she turned 360 degrees on the spot, she had a clue.

According to the captain of the first team of the North District Public Security Bureau, Director Jiao went to work fine in the morning. When it was almost noon, he ordered a takeaway in advance and then the takeout was delivered. After taking a few bites of the food, Director Jiao suddenly had blue veins on his face.

His face turned horribly red, as if he had been sprayed with red paint, and then he began to vomit blood. Before he could be rescued, he vomited blood and died, with his eyes wide open.

The narcissistic muscular man told Qi Beihan exactly what he had heard from the captain of the first team.

Qi Beihan nodded slightly and expressed his gratitude.

Zhang Yide intervened and told him that the captain of a team went to chase the suspect who was delivering the food, but was hit by a car and died. Before he died, he said four words: It was him.

"It turned out to be him?" Qi Beihan repeated these four words. It was obvious that the captain of the team believed someone he shouldn't have believed. The person who thought it was impossible to kill him ended up killing him.

"Xiao Qi, what do you think?" Yue Jianli asked, turning his head.

Zhang Yide and Marcus followed Yue Jianli's gaze and looked at Qi Beihan with expectant expressions on their faces.

The two of them knew Qi Beihan's reputation. He could solve a case that the Western District Public Security Bureau had been unable to solve for three months. They were able to figure out that the murderer was a faceless man far away in the Central Plains through some details. The fact that Qi Beihan found the murderer through reasoning showed that Qi Beihan was able to solve the case.

Beihan has something on his mind.

I don't want to pretend to be a small pen, but if I want to pretend, just pretend to be a big one... Qi Beihan thought to himself, he wanted to wait until the three members of the provincial capital investigation team were helpless before he stood up, so that he could not only prove himself

value and give yourself enough time to reason.

Although Qi Beihan has a very clear view of the main characters in this world, he was not expecting the assassination of Director Jiao. In the original novel, Director Jiao did not die and survived to the finale. This is enough to show that

Director Jiao's assassination, from an indirect perspective, was a chain reaction caused by something Qi Beihan did.

The eyes of the three provincial investigation team members fell on Qi Beihan. Qi Beihan pretended to be "I already know the answer" and pretended to be unreasonable: "Director Jiao had an accident after eating a takeaway. It's obvious that something happened."

, there are many doubts about this food delivery man, but the key is that this food delivery man ran so fast that a team captain lost his life when he chased him. Moreover, this guy avoided the cameras of the Public Security Department, which shows that he knew the layout of the Public Security Department very well. This

It is enough to show that there is a traitor in the Public Security Department."

Marcus was all ears. After listening to Qi Beihan's reasoning, he gave a thumbs up and said with a naive smile: "That makes sense!"

Zhang Yide grabbed a handful of slightly messy hair on his head, thought for a while, and said slowly: "What you said seems to be of no use."

"It seems that what you said is of no use." Yue Jianli frowned and said bluntly:

"You said something, but you didn't seem to say anything."
Chapter completed!
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