Chapter 3644： This forensic doctor is a bit weird (107)

Chapter 3644 This forensic doctor is a bit weird (107)

Su Qiao urged: "Let’s talk at that time, and quickly go to the group leader and tell him the matter."

"Okay, after I hand in the photos, I have to go to Qiangzi's class 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 went to see that night, you can basically determine who is hiding behind her.

If you can find these gems and gold bars on the market, you can follow the clues to find Ding Peixin.

"Gems, gold bars, diamonds..."

If these things are to be sold, there will only be a black market.

Unfortunately, Su Qiao has been investigating for a long time, and no one has been trading these things in the near future.

"Did you not make a move, or did you trade it privately?"

In private transactions, if Ding Peixin is a woman, it is very dangerous.

As long as the benefits are large enough, people dare to start things like   .

There are no clues about jewelry and gold, so Su Qiao can only find out where Ding Peixin went that night.

"It's quite cautious. I didn't drive, didn't take the bus, and only took such a long way to call."

The more cautious Ding Peixin is, the more ghostly.

Su Qiao checked more carefully.

"...This road should go to the western suburbs."

Did she go to the suburbs that night?

The last place Ding Peixin got off the bus was the old town 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 many street lights, and the monitoring is even less good.

"It seems that you have to go and see this piece in person."

Su Qiao printed a simple map of the old town, circled the place where Ding Peixin got off the car 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 plum is really a big mouth." Su Qiao muttered softly.

Du Muhan pulled the chair and sat down, and explained, “I was the one who saw him talking, so I asked.”

Su Qiao hurriedly changed the subject: "Didn’t I let you take advantage of the noon time to have a good sleep?"

He didn't fall asleep all night last night.

"Can't sleep."

Du Muhan propped his chin and yawned: "It was probably a sudden foreboding that someone was robbing me."

Su Qiao raised her eyebrows: "When did my painting become yours?"

Du Muhan gave her an angry look: "You haven't forgotten, what is the relationship between us now?"

"What's the relationship?" Su Qiao was a little curious about the thoughts in his mind.

Du Muhan's face is not red, his heart is not beating, and his face is of course: "Of course it is the relationship between husband and wife."

"Your painting is a shared property of our husband and wife. You can't give it away casually, understand?"

This guy, isn’t he still awake?

"How do I remember that we haven't even talked about the certificate, and the wedding hasn't been done?"

Du Muhan stood up slowly: "If you agree, we can go to the card now, we can have a wedding tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow we can go on a honeymoon trip."

Su Qiao gave him a white look: "The case is still open, what wedding, what honeymoon?"

Can she stay away at this time?

In the whole bureau, she is the only profiler. He is a good forensic doctor, and there is a personal replacement, but she doesn't have one.

"Isn't it almost done?" Du Muhan sat down lazily again, and yawned again.

Su Qiao stuffed the map into his briefcase, “If you can’t find Ding Peixin in one day, this case will not be settled in one day.”

(End of this chapter)