The Death of the Programmer: Two Female Detective Sisters

A woman sat in the police station's break room, slowly chewing gum. Across from her sat a
young man disheveled hair, his head bowed. The light shone directly on him, and he dared not look up.
"Tell me, did you kill your wife?" the woman asked.
The young man raised his head slightly, but still dared not look the woman in the eye.
"Don't worry, as long as you can produce evidence, even just a little, to prove that Chunlan wasn't killed by you, I
can help you find a good lawyer," the woman's tone softened.
The young man looked up at the woman, tears welling in his eyes, but he remained silent.
The woman stood up and called out towards the door, "Xiao Cui, take him away and lock him in cell number one."
A young policewoman entered, took off her handcuffs, handcuffed the young man, and escorted him
out .
The woman sat down and sighed deeply.
This woman was none other than Jiang Xiaohua, the famous female detective of City A.
The young man sitting in her office today was her neighbor, or rather, her former neighbor, named Zhang Ping. Just last night, his
wife, Guo Chunlan, a female programmer at the "Yizhichun" clothing design company, was murdered.
The first witness was their neighbor, Qian Dazhuan, a man in his fifties. He was the one who heard
someone screaming for help yesterday and led a group of neighbors into Zhang Ping's house. They found Guo Chunlan's head smashed
against the computer screen, her white shirt stained with blood. Neighbor Zhang Hu dialed the police siren, and by the time the police arrived, the area outside was already crowded
.
After taking photos and collecting evidence at the scene, the autopsy technician and his assistant carried the victim into the car, while the remaining officers began their
investigation and secured the scene. Female police officer Cui Tingting first spoke with Qian Dazhuan.
She asked Qian Dazhuan, "How did you know something happened here?"
"I live next door. Tonight, I was watching TV in the living room when I suddenly heard a
lot of furniture being moved around next door, so I turned the TV up a bit. But soon after, I heard a woman screaming. I turned the TV
down, and then I heard two more screams. So I ran out of my house and looked through their window.
I saw someone hurriedly leaving through their back door. It wasn't very bright inside, so I couldn't see them clearly. When I
looked further to the side, I saw Chunlan's head was resting on a computer monitor. I called her a few times, but she didn't respond. So I called
my neighbor Zhang Hu, and together we pried open the door. We saw Chunlan covered in blood. Zhang Hu then went to call the police."
"You said 'them,' so it must have been more than one person who left through Zhang Ping's back door."
"Yes, I saw two people."
"What's Zhang Ping and Guo Chunlan's relationship like?"
"It should be good, but I occasionally hear them arguing, though not often."
"What do they argue about?"
“It’s just minor squabbles, you know, couples always have their ups and downs.”
“How many years have they been married?”
“Three years.”
“Have they always lived here?”
“Yes, I’ve watched Zhang Ping grow up.”
At that moment, a woman walked in; it was Jiang Xiaohua.
“Xiaohua,” Qian Dazhuan called out.
“Detective,” Cui Tingting also called out.
“Detective?” Qian Dazhuan asked curiously, scrutinizing the woman he recognized, but he couldn’t quite place the “
detective .” Jiang Xiaohua was wearing a peony-print dress, a yellow butterfly
hair clip, and exuded a strong perfume scent; her feet were red high heels, and white stockings
covered her long, slender legs. Calling her a detective was a stretch; she looked more like a dancer. He thought he must have misheard,
but then again, it couldn’t be. Otherwise, how would the policewoman in front of him know her?
“Xiaohua, you’ve been promoted again,” he asked.
"Hello, Uncle Qian." The detective responded charmingly, then turned to the policewoman and said, "Little Cui, have you
understood ?"
"Not yet, Detective, didn't you go to the International Cooperation and Friendship Meeting with Director Ma tonight?"
"He went, but that good-for-nothing only knows how to drink. He got drunk after just a few drinks. Luckily I was there, or he would have
made a fool of himself again."
"Director Ma is good in every way, except he loves to drink. All drunkards are like that."
"Well, it's fine for me to call him that, but you can't call him that in front of him, or he'll eat you alive."
Jiang Xiaohua said with a half-smile and a half-scare.
Cui Tingting wasn't afraid: "I wouldn't dare, but if he hears someone call him a good-for-nothing, he'll definitely
go crazy ."
"Little brat, when did you start talking so much nonsense?"
At this moment, Qian Dazhuan became impatient and spoke up: "Gentlemen, may I leave now?"
Cui Tingting turned to him and said, "You can leave now, but we might come looking for you again."
"Willing to keep you company, no, no, I mean willing to serve you." Qian Dazhuan seemed to be attracted by something,
and his words became stammering.
After he left, Cui Tingting realized she had forgotten to ask about the deceased Zhang Ping's husband. She wanted to call Qian
Dazhuan back , but Jiang Xiaohua stopped her.
"You wanted to ask about Zhang Ping, right?"
"Huh, how did you know, Sister Hua?"
"Well, if it weren't for this, I would have been stuck with that drunkard!"
"Sister Hua already knew about this?"
"Yes, the duty room at the bureau called to say someone had committed suicide and was found. They found an ID card in his pocket, saying it
belonged to someone named Zhang Ping. After giving the address, I suddenly remembered that I used to live there. Sure enough, it was the Zhang Ping I knew
."
"Sister Hua, even when you're at a social gathering, you can't forget about work!"
"You're right. If it weren't for having to keep that drunkard company, I would have gone home long ago tonight. Okay, let's go
home ."
Cui Tingting had just been transferred from out of town a month ago and was assigned to work as Jiang Xiaohua's assistant. The two worked together
very well. Because Cui Tingting couldn't find suitable housing, and the bureau's public housing hadn't been allocated yet
, she had been living at Jiang Xiaohua's house. This saved her a lot of trouble;
she could conduct case investigations, summons, and case analysis all from home. However, the two women, both young, inevitably developed feelings of attachment while living together. Besides,
Cui Tingting wasn't very brave, and being with a detective with a professional military academy background naturally made her feel
protected.
Just as she opened the door, she saw a letter on the floor, seemingly delivered by a police undercover agent. Cui Tingting opened it and saw
two lines: "Old K will meet with Huang Mao at 9:00 AM the day after tomorrow. Please send someone. The specific address will be
provided tomorrow."
“What did you write down?” Jiang Xiaohua asked.
“Oh, it’s about those drug dealers meeting,” Cui Tingting replied.
“Why did you send all this here? This isn’t the police station.” Jiang Xiaohua was clearly a little angry,
but quickly smiled and said, “No wonder, they couldn’t find us at the police station, so they came here.”
“Sister Hua, is it safe here?” Cui Tingting asked.
“What, afraid of revenge from your enemies?”
Cui Tingting said seriously, “Very likely.”
“Don’t worry, with Sister Hua here, they can’t bully you.” After saying that, Jiang Xiaohua took off her shoes and dress,
leaving only her bra and shorts, and went into the bathroom.
Cui Tingting put down her briefcase, took off her shoes and put them aside, put on a pair of slippers, went to the kitchen to get a bottle of soda,
opened it and poured it into a glass, then went to the living room, turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa. This was her favorite
orange soda.
The TV was showing some sports news, which she didn’t find very interesting, so she casually picked up a tape from the VCR
and started watching it. At first, she saw couples getting married in a group, and she felt
someone . "Oh! Isn't that our bureau chief? What's he doing here?" She found it strange
and zoomed in a bit. This time she was even more surprised. The bureau chief was actually passionately kissing a woman in a room,
but that woman was definitely not the bureau chief's wife. She had seen the bureau chief's wife before; she didn't have
long hair like the woman in the video, and besides, the bureau chief's wife was overweight. This woman looked like a slender female college student.
"Is this man really Bureau Chief Ma?" she said.
At this moment, someone behind her said, "I was also wondering if that was him."
Cui Tingting turned around and saw Jiang Xiaohua completely naked, drying herself with a bath towel.
"Sister Hua, you..." Cui Tingting couldn't speak; she seemed to be intimidated by Jiang Xiaohua's beautiful body.
Jiang Xiaohua, however, was unconvinced: "If it really is our Director Ma, then this matter is tricky."
Cui Tingting paused, about to speak, when the television emitted a series of moaning sounds. Unable
to bear it any longer was about to turn it off when Jiang Xiaohua said, "Just turn the volume down. As a police officer,
you have to get used to these things."
With that, she walked over, tossed a towel aside on the sofa, and sat down next to Cui Tingting. Cui Tingting instinctively
shifted away, making Jiang Xiaohua laugh: "What, are you scared?"
"Sister Hua, you've had too much to drink."
"Haha, I did drink a bit too much tonight." Jiang Xiaohua touched her back, feeling waves of pain.
Seeing Jiang Xiaohua's pained expression, Cui Tingting asked, "Sister Hua, is your back still hurting?"
"Yes, it's an old problem."
"Let me give you a massage!" Cui Tingting said softly.
"Okay, come on, let's go to my room." With that, she took Cui Tingting's hand and led her to her bedroom.
She lay face down on her bed. "Come on, get on."
The bed was large, practically a three-person bed. Cui Tingting had wanted to ask for a long time, and this time she finally spoke up:
"Sister Hua, why do you sleep in such a big bed?"
"Well, it's because I used to fall off the bed a lot when I was little. That's why my back pain is
a consequence of falling so often as a child." Jiang Xiaohua said naturally.
"Oh, I see. I thought..."
"What did you think?"
"Nothing." "
You little devil, just wait until I get my hands on you. Hurry up and give me a massage."
Cui Tingting kicked off her slippers and got on the bed. She wasn't very big, so she squatted down and started massaging Jiang Xiaohua.
"Hey, put some more pressure on me. Why are your hands so weak?"
"I'm not very strong." Cui Tingting started to apply more pressure.
"Ah, right, like this, like this. If you make Sister Hua feel good, I'll make you feel good too."
"I don't have back pain."
"Tingting, have you ever had a boyfriend?"
Cui Tingting didn't answer.
"What, you didn't even tell your sister?"
"Yes, I did."
"What did he look like?
" "He was tall and handsome."
"Ah, that feels good. Oh, what happened to you two afterwards?"
"Don't mention him. He actually got involved with a rich woman while he was dating me."
"Oh, so you broke up like that?"
"Yes." Cui Tingting's strength was waning.
"Okay, stop." Jiang Xiaohua turned around, looking at the ceiling, and murmured, "Actually, my
experience is similar to yours."
Cui Tingting stared at Jiang Xiaohua. This policewoman's figure was indeed unique in the bureau. Her full breasts
were topped with two peaks that trembled slightly with her breathing under the light. There was a small red flower on her waist,
just above her navel. Whenever she contracted her stomach, the flower would shrink inward, and when she expanded her stomach, it would grow larger. If
a man saw it, he would definitely be attracted to this red flower.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaohua got up to get something, but Cui Tingting remained lying on the bed, her gaze fixed on
Jiang Xiaohua as she moved around the room. Her gait was incredibly graceful, like a model on a performance. Her long, slender legs were well-proportioned and
powerful, the muscles only visible when she walked. Cui Tingting secretly admired her: these were the very legs that
had played a crucial role in countless drug busts; these were the very legs that had captivated everyone in the bureau.
Now .
Just two weeks ago, when they were shopping, a lecherous man, seemingly
unable to control himself upon seeing Jiang Xiaohua, reached out to touch her breasts. Just as he was about to do so,
Jiang Xiaohua kicked him ten feet away. The man tried to get up and retaliate, but Cui Tingting quickly pulled out her police badge. He
stared at Jiang Xiaohua's trembling legs, then ran away. Now, Jiang Xiaohua was completely naked in the room.
If another thug came, who knows if he would pounce on her without hesitation? Hmm, if someone like that really came, he'd
be a truly audacious and reckless scoundrel.
Jiang Xiaohua was half-bent over, searching for something in a drawer. Her buttocks were facing Cui Tingting, and her vulva was half-exposed in
front of her. Cui Tingting thought, "Ah, what beautiful buttocks. If I were a man, I would definitely run up and hug
her."
At this moment, Jiang Xiaohua found what she was looking for in the drawer—it was a dildo.
"Sister Hua, you want..." Cui Tingting didn't know what was going to happen.
"Tingting, your Sister Hua is also a woman. Ever since my man was murdered, I haven't found the killer..."
"You know I won't associate with any men until the murderer is found, but I'm a woman too, so
I use this to relieve my boredom."
After saying that, Jiang Xiaohua went back to bed and inserted the thing into her vagina. She used the dildo
to dig and stir inside her vagina, occasionally moaning, her eyes fixed on Cui Tingting, showing no embarrassment whatsoever
.
Cui Tingting's face grew increasingly red. She wanted to leave, but a strange force compelled her
to continue watching. She reached down and touched her genitals; they were a little wet. Ever since her boyfriend dumped her, she had begun
to hate men, and therefore rejected many men's advances. But today, for some reason, she felt a surge of lust again.
She wanted to snatch the thing from Jiang Xiaohua's hand and insert it into her vagina, but she didn't dare.
"Take off your clothes, you're so hot, you're sweating." Jiang Xiaohua said with a laugh, panting.
Cui Tingting looked at herself, then at Jiang Xiaohua, and she couldn't hold back any longer. She blurted out, "Sister Hua, let
me use what you have in your hand!" Jiang
Xiaohua smiled and pulled the dildo out of her lower body, handing it to her.
Cui Tingting took it. Ah, such a smooth surface! She gently squeezed it. Heh, it was even a little
elastic, though a bit wet, probably from the lustful fluids from Jiang Xiaohua's aroused vagina.
"Here, let me help you take it off." Jiang Xiaohua sat up and began to unbutton Cui Tingting's clothes. Cui Tingting then took off
her uniform skirt, pulled her panties aside to reveal her hairy vulva, and
inserted the dildo, pumping it in and out. She seemed very excited, as if she hadn't felt this good in a long time.
"Ah..." Cui Tingting didn't want to make too much noise because Jiang Xiaohua was there, and she felt a little
shy .
At this point, Jiang Xiaohua had stripped Cui Tingting naked, leaving her only in a pink bra.
"Ah, where did you buy this bra?" Jiang Xiaohua asked her.
"Ah... ah... I can't remember, if you like it, Sister Hua, I have several more, I can give them to you
."
"Thank you so much, but I don't know what size it is, I'll try it on first." Jiang Xiaohua had actually
noticed Cui Tingting's ample breasts. After taking off her bra, she didn't put it on her own shoulders, but instead
stuck out her own breasts to compare with Cui Tingting's.
"Little devil, I didn't expect someone as small as you to be able to stick out breasts as big as your sister's. You're really
something." "Jiang Xiaohua sighed, her hands constantly kneading Cui Tingting's breasts.
Cui Tingting seemed not to hear her, still enjoying the dildo, her moans growing louder.
Jiang Xiaohua touched her hand and, as if flipping a switch, twisted the dildo, causing Cui Tingting
to jump up, the dildo trembling.
"Aiya... ya... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh..." Cui Tingting cried out rhythmically
with the vibration of the dildo.
Jiang Xiaohua inserted her fingers into her vagina, while her other hand rubbed her clitoris.
"Oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... come help me!" "Jiang Xiaohua cried out.
Cui Tingting pulled out the dildo, which was covered in her vaginal fluid. She licked it, then pulled Jiang Xiaohua
's fingers, which were inside her own vagina, and inserted them into Jiang Xiaohua's vagina.
A tingling sensation immediately traveled from Jiang Xiaohua's lower body to her brain.
"Ah...so comfortable...ah...please thrust harder...ah...stir faster, it feels so good..."
"Ah...ya...ya...fuck me...ah, it feels so good..." Cui Tingting pulled down her panties, faced
her buttocks toward Jiang Xiaohua's face, and said softly, "Sister Hua, let me lick you!" "
At this moment, the two were in a 69 position, with Jiang Xiaohua on the bottom, spreading Cui Tingting's buttocks apart with her hands, and sticking out
her tongue to sweetly lick Cui Tingting's clitoris.
"Ah...oh...your vagina is so small, was it difficult to insert just now?" Jiang Xiaohua
asked Cui Tingting, looking at the wet vagina.
"No...it feels so good...ah...sister, lick it...right there...ah...ah
...oh..."
"Hmm, I'll make you...ah...oh...even more comfortable." "Jiang Xiaohua, panting,
inserted her index finger into Cui Tingting's anus.
"Ah...no...it hurts, ah...ya...I'm almost there..." Cui Tingting cried out, her vulva becoming even
wetter. She exclaimed, "Okay, I'll fuck you too."
Cui Tingting pulled the dildo out of Jiang Xiaohua's vagina, forcefully pushed Jiang Xiaohua's legs back
, and inserted it into her anus.
"Ah...ah...ah...oh hehe...hehe...woo..." Jiang Xiaohua cried.
"Woo...ah...ouch...please have mercy, pull it out, I can't take it!" "Jiang Xiaohua begged for mercy.
"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Her moans grew louder and louder, her eyes tightly closed, her face
taut , as if she had reached her peak climax.
Cui Tingting placed her other hand inside Jiang Xiaohua's vagina, rotating it while chanting, "One,
two, one, one two one..."
Jiang Xiaohua finally couldn't take it anymore, her whole body trembling as she climaxed. She pushed Cui Tingting away, looked at
her wet, throbbing vagina, casually touched it, and licked her hand dry.
"Good little devil, not bad at all. I've already climaxed, it's your turn now." Jiang Xiaohua grinned
wickedly, and Cui Tingting felt terrified.
In a flash, Jiang Xiaohua swiftly reached out and grabbed Cui Tingting's vulva, squeezing
out her vaginal fluid.
"Sister Hua, please spare me." "
Cui Tingting quickly stroked her clitoris dozens of times, still moaning incessantly.
'It seems you have a hard time reaching orgasm. Let me help you.'
Jiang Xiaohua got out of bed, changed the batteries, and reinserted the dildo into Cui Tingting's wet vagina. This time, the thing
vibrated intensely, and Cui Tingting cried out repeatedly, 'Oh...oh...oh oh...oh oh oh...I...I
really can't take it anymore...ah...I'm going to die...ah...sister, turn it! Turn it...no,
no...pull it out...pull it out! '" Cui Tingting's trembling grew larger and more intense .
Her face flushed red, as if she were
drunk , her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and her expression was one of intense pain, yet also one of satisfaction. She was no longer a young policewoman, but rather
like a prostitute.
"Ah..." Finally, she gasped for breath, her acupoints soaked, making a mess of the bed.
Ten minutes later...
"Sister Hua, what are we doing?" Cui Tingting asked.
"Nothing, just doing what women should do," Jiang Xiaohua replied.
"I should go back to my room to sleep, I'm too tired," Cui Tingting said, getting up to go back to her room.
"Sleep here, I'll have company," Jiang Xiaohua pulled her back.
"Do we have to do this every day?" Cui Tingting asked coquettishly.
"Whenever we're willing to do it, we'll do it," Jiang Xiaohua replied.
Cui Tingting looked at Jiang Xiaohua and said lewdly, "Sister Hua, you're so beautiful."
The room was filled with lewd laughter, fragrance, and strange smells. The two embraced each other, caressing each other, kissing passionately, and
moaning...
The next day, they were both woken up by their alarm clocks.
"Hey, Sister Hua, that's my uniform!" Cui Tingting exclaimed.
"Oh, really? I thought it was mine! Hehe, no wonder it's so tight," Jiang Xiaohua
said with a smile.
"Take it off quickly, I still have to handle yesterday's murder case!"
Jiang Xiaohua took off her uniform and took out her special uniform from the wardrobe. Cui Tingting looked closely and exclaimed, "Wow, even
the bra is custom-made!"
Jiang Xiaohua put on the bra and panties and said to Cui Tingting, "How is it? Is the detective still handsome?"
"I can't tell yet."
After Jiang Xiaohua put on her full uniform, Cui Tingting said in surprise, "Is this form-fitting uniform custom-made
?"
"Yes, this was made when I was promoted to major. It's alright, isn't it?"
"It's quite impressive. I want one too."
"Then you'll have to work harder!"
"Yes, Major Detective."
"Kid, put it on already. If the people in the station see you like this, you'll definitely get into trouble again."
"Trouble what?"
"Men in this line of work are all a bit frivolous. They'll touch your butt, or deliberately touch your breasts, etc.
But I really can't tell you have such a large pair of breasts. There aren't many people wearing bras like yours these days."
"That's why they can't tell." Cui Tingting replied with a smile.
Jiang Xiaohua looked at the alarm clock; it was already past eight o'clock.
"Hurry up and put it on. Oh, by the way, leave the interrogation of Zhang Ping to me; I know him better."
"Okay."
But that morning, Zhang Ping wouldn't reveal anything, so she had to ask Xiao Cui to take him away first. She
could see the pain on Zhang Ping's face; perhaps calming him down was the right thing to do.
At that moment, she sat in her office, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and put it in the ashtray. She
wasn't thinking about the murder of Zhang Ping's wife; she was thinking about
the videotape . Not for any other reason than that the person in the videotape having sex with someone who looked like Director Ma was her classmate, Shu Yuan,
also a graduate of military academy. Five years ago, after graduating, they came to work in City A together. She went to the police station, and Shu Yuan
became a saleswoman at a fashion company.
Shu Yuan was more focused on her studies and did very well academically, unlike her who only focused on training. So she was quickly
promoted to assistant manager at the company. Meanwhile, she worked at the police station for a year as a junior officer like Cui Tingting.
Later, by chance, she took on a tricky case and solved it in just three days. Her superiors,
impressed her capable leadership and stunning figure, nominated her as a district head.
From then on, everything went smoothly; her district remained peaceful. Some even said the perpetrators had
been softened by the beautiful district head and no longer wanted to commit crimes.
She also met a boyfriend, Shu Yuan's manager. After a year of
dating were almost ready to get married, but tragedy struck.
Three years ago, one morning, a secretary at the fashion company opened the door to find her manager boyfriend and
Shu Yuan lying in pools of blood, screaming in terror. Later, everyone in the company knew that the manager and
assistant had been shot dead; her manager boyfriend had been shot twice, and Shu Yuan once, both fatally. Some
suspected a crime of passion and looked to her for answers, but Jiang Xiaohua had an alibi; she was out of
town the shooting.
When Jiang Xiaohua learned that her boyfriend and female classmate had been murdered, she was initially devastated and determined to find
the killer . However, due to her close relationship with the deceased, her superiors didn't assign her the task. Because of insufficient evidence
and a lack of leads, aside from discovering the company safe had been broken into, there were no major findings. The case was handled by
Director Ma, who concluded that the perpetrators shot and killed her while fleeing after being caught stealing.
But she didn't believe it. Besides, armed criminals were rare, and the forensic examination determined their
time of death to be midnight—what were they doing before that? Sometimes Jiang Xiaohua even suspected
her female classmate had stolen her boyfriend, but she couldn't accept this idea herself. Shu Yuan was her best
friend , even closer than a sister; she didn't believe she would do something to betray her, so she initially accepted
Director Ma's analysis.
For the next few years, she devoted herself entirely to her work. Due to the rampant drug trafficking activities in recent years, her
main task was to dismantle drug cartels. During this time, she played various roles and infiltrated drug dens
several times. Later, due to her growing notoriety, she stopped her investigative work. To commend her
achievements in the anti-drug campaign, her superiors promoted her to detective.
However, her boyfriend's death had haunted her for the past three years. She desperately wanted to uncover the mystery,
and her underlings frequently helped her find clues, but with little success. Until last week, when an unidentified person
sent her a videotape, she felt that the mystery hidden for three years might finally be solved.
These past few days, she had been investigating who sent the videotape and had also been getting close to Director Ma.
Yesterday, Zhang Ping's wife was murdered. On the surface, it seemed unrelated, but she had a vague feeling that there was some
connection, because Shu Yuan and Zhang Ping's wife, Guo Chunlan, both worked at a fashion company called "Yizhichun."
Just then, Cui Tingting walked in. "Detective," she said, closing the door behind her.
Jiang Xiaohua looked at the policewoman, whose face was beaming yet she remained cautious, and asked, "Why are you being so
secretive ?"
Cui Tingting looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Sister Hua, are you very familiar with Zhang Ping?"
"Yes, I used to work in their district."
"I see. But I don't think Guo Chunlan was murdered," Cui Tingting said confidently.
Jiang Xiaohua stared at her and asked, "How so?"
"Based on my intuition."
"Officer Cui!" Jiang Xiaohua called out.
"Hua... here!"
"You're a police officer. You can't make judgments based on feelings, and you certainly can't jump to conclusions about strangers."
"Yes, I was wrong, Detective."
"Ha, don't be nervous, you weren't wrong."
"Then, then Sister Hua, what you just did..." Cui Tingting was puzzled.
"I said you don't seem like a police officer, but I didn't say you don't seem like a female detective. Police officers rely on evidence, but
for a detective, that's just the last step. Before that, you must have keen judgment and special
intuition." As Jiang Xiaohua spoke, she tapped her chest.
Cui Tingting looked at Jiang Xiaohua, who was smiling at her, and followed her gaze to her own chest.
"Ouch." She exclaimed. A button had fallen off her uniform, and a
small part of her pink bra was visible.
"It's all your fault! Wearing my clothes, the buttons and straps are all stretched loose, and you still managed to keep the button from falling off." Cui Tingting
looked like she was about to cry.
"Don't rush, I'll sew it on for you," Jiang Xiaohua smiled.
"Where did you get the button?"
"I told you not to rush," Jiang Xiaohua said, taking a needle and thread from her small handbag hanging on the wall.
"Sister Hua, you even bring a needle and thread?" Cui Tingting asked curiously.
"Women, you have to have everything in your handbag, especially those of us in this line of work," Jiang Xiaohua smiled, walking over to
her and bending down to pick something up.
"Ah, it's a button," Cui Tingting exclaimed softly.
"As a detective, you also need excellent observation and attention. Okay, take
off ."
"What, right here?" Cui Tingting blushed, asking shyly.
"Don't worry, they can't see it from outside," Jiang Xiaohua said, drawing the curtains.
Cui Tingting looked back; the curtains were drawn, but the door was still ajar, not completely closed.
"Where's the door?" she asked. "Won't someone break in?"
"Hmm, that's smarter this time. To prevent you from accidentally exposing yourself, I'll lock it from the inside too." With that, Jiang
Xiaohua locked the door and turned around, saying, "Are you relieved now? Hurry up and take it off." She gestured to Cui Tingting.
Cui Tingting finally took off her uniform, and Jiang Xiaohua took it and carefully sewed the button back on. About
half a minute later, she handed the uniform back to Cui Tingting.
"Put it on quickly, we need to go out and do something in a bit."
"What is it?" Cui Tingting asked as she put on her uniform.
"You'll find out. Oh, you really look a bit like my classmate."
"Who?"
"My classmate Shu Yuan."
"I don't know her," Cui Tingting said doubtfully.
"You've seen her before. The woman in the video yesterday was her."
"Oh, it's her. What does she do? Is she a prostitute?"
"Don't be so sensitive. She's also an employee of 'Yizhichun'."
"Then how did she get together with the director..." Cui Tingting almost cried out.
"Don't talk nonsense. We can't even be sure if that person is our Director Ma. There are plenty of people in the world who look alike!"
Jiang Xiaohua glared at her, put her index finger to her lips, and gestured for Cui Tingting to speak softly.
"Then how can you be so sure that woman is your classmate? Aren't there many people who look like your classmate
?"
"Yes, I think so too."
"So we're going to go out and look for her now, right? I'm so happy! After a month here, we finally have a case
to work on." Cui Tingting was clearly interested in this old case.
“Yeah, I’m like you now. Before, I just wanted to understand things, but now I think these murder cases are more interesting than
drug busts .”
Jiang Xiaohua looked at Cui Tingting and then asked, “Do you know where Shu Yuan might be now?”
“No.”
“She’s long dead.”
Cui Tingting looked at her and asked in surprise, “Then that woman is…”
Before she could finish, Jiang Xiaohua interrupted, “The woman in the video is her!”
“Ah, Sister Hua, are you so sure?”
“Didn’t you notice when I was naked last night?”
“What? You mean, ah, I remember now, the woman in the video also had a
red flower , just like Sister Hua’s.”
“Hmm, you’re lucky you remembered quickly, otherwise I would have punished you.” After saying that, she picked up her handbag.
The door opened: "Let's go, take your gun."
"Sister Hua, where are we going? I want to know now."
"Meiguang Shopping Mall."
The office door locked.
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