Lin Fan hesitated for a few seconds before walking over.

"Get in the car."

Lin Fan opened the car door and sat down, fastening her seatbelt.

Qin Feng took out a tissue and handed it over, but Lin Fan didn't understand why and didn't take it. Qin Feng pulled Lin Fan over and pressed the tissue against her forehead, causing her to grimace in pain.

Qin Feng pressed her shoulder, wiping the sand off her wound. Though his face remained serious, his movements softened.

Close at hand, their breathing was audible. Lin Fan stared at him blankly, forgetting to breathe nervously. Qin Feng cleaned her face, threw the tissue into the trash bag, cleared his throat.

"I will investigate further and ensure justice for the victim."

Lin Fan nodded.

Qin Feng started the car and asked, "Are you going home or coming with me to the station?"

"Wang Yaran is missing."

"Come with me to the station to check the surveillance footage, and then I'll take you home."

"Thank you."

Qin Feng bringing a young girl to the station left the on-duty colleagues stunned, craning their necks to see what was happening.

Qin Feng slammed the door shut and pointed to a chair, "Sit."

Opening a drawer, he took out a document, causing several colleagues almost to stumble into the room. He handed the document over, "Check this person's recent whereabouts; it's related to a homicide."

Their faces turned green; it meant more overtime.

"Another homicide, when will it end?"

"By tomorrow morning."

Qin Feng closed the door, poured a glass of water in front of Lin Fan, and inserted a USB drive to check the surveillance.

Lin Fan held the water glass with her chin resting on the table; she was familiar with this office.

The surveillance footage from the underground parking lot was chilling; the girl was reckless, charging in like that.

"Why is there a blank period?"

Lin Fan quickly put down the glass and leaned over; the computer screen was pitch black.

"Wang Yaran is here."

Lin Zhe's nail marks on his neck, the darkness lasted for about three minutes, then suddenly the lights came on.

On the screen, Lin Zhe was dragged into the air, already powerless to resist.

Then Lin Zhe fell to the ground, and an old couple entered the frame. Lin Fan stared at the screen intently. A flash of light in the corner, and then nothing.

Lin Fan knew what happened next. Her gaze flicked to another segment of the surveillance, and she hurriedly held Qin Feng's arm. "Rewind this part."

Qin Feng selected the second segment of surveillance and played it in slow motion.

A car drove out and quickly disappeared.

Qin Feng noted down the license plate number and started to watch the third segment of surveillance.

The police were diligent; they copied all the surveillance footage from the day.

"Do you recognize them?"

"They somewhat resemble Ouyang."

"Who?"

Lin Fan only realized she and Qin Feng were too close, so she quickly moved away, furrowing her brows and thinking for a moment. "Maybe I'm mistaken."

It was already two in the morning, and Qin Feng lit a cigarette, stood up. "I'll take you home; you don't need to worry about the case."

"Okay."

Qin Feng dropped Lin Fan off and headed home. He slept for three hours. The phone rang, and Qin Feng got up, rubbing his face, and answered the call.

"I'm Qin Feng."

"Captain Qin, the information on this person doesn't match the previous one, Wang Yaran."

"I'm aware."

"I just received information about a car accident from the traffic accident department; there are significant discrepancies."

Lin Fan didn't see Wang Yaran again; she disappeared. She was puzzled; why did she seem to see Ouyang Yu in the surveillance footage? What was he doing?

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On the third day, Qin Feng called Lin Fan. Lin Fan came out from the homeowner's house, changed her clothes, and headed to the bus stop. "Qin Ge, is there any progress in the case?"

"We found Wang Yaran's head in the villa."

Lin Fan's voice choked in her throat instantly, unable to speak.

How much hatred must there be between a married couple who share the same bed to go as far as decapitating each other?

"At Senyu Villa. There are other matters; come over."

"Okay."

In May, under the scorching sun, Lin Fan suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body.

She got on the bus, found a window seat, and watched the city recede.

Chills ran through her heart.

Four months ago, Lin Zhe brought his parents to Jiangcheng. They were getting older and wanted to rely on their son in the city. Wang Yaran didn't expect things to escalate to this point. They gradually forced Wang Yaran into a dead end. Various surprises and different lifestyles caused conflicts. Lin Zhe was filial, blaming all faults on Wang Yaran. Trivial matters erupted into volcanoes, and Lin Zhe ended up physically assaulting Wang Yaran.

Outside the residential area were police cars with flashing lights, and a police line was set up around the villa.

Lin Fan was stopped by the police. "What are you doing? You can't go in for now."

"I'm looking for Qin Feng—" Before she could finish her sentence, a young man came out of the house and raised his hand when he saw Lin Fan. "Little girl, Captain Qin wants you to come over?"

Lin Fan nodded.

The young man quickly approached. "She's one of us."

Lin Fan bent down and passed under the police line, looking at the villa's windows.

"Have they caught the person?"

"They have. Too brutal." The young man clicked his tongue, took out shoe covers and gloves, and handed them to Lin Fan. "I heard you have an unusually keen sense of smell. Did you discover this crime scene?"

Lin Fan glanced at him. "I can't just say anything, right?"

The young man smiled. "Has Captain Qin briefed you?"

Lin Fan lowered her head and walked inside, the smell of blood still strong.

"Captain Qin."

The young man called out.

Lin Fan looked up to see Qin Feng in a black short-sleeved shirt and faded jeans, striding briskly.

"Lin Fan."

Lin Fan hurried over. "Qin Ge, where did she find it?"

"The room on the west side of the second floor." Qin Feng said. "Come help me find something."

"What?"

"A body part."

Lin Fan's face turned green, and Qin Feng took off his gloves and walked quickly to the door. "Your sense of smell is sensitive; it's easier for you to find body parts."

Lin Fan's face turned even greener, following Qin Feng outside.

"What about Lin Zhe? Where did he dispose of the body parts?"

"He hasn't said anything. We're investigating several locations we've found, but it's a wide range, making it difficult to search."

Lin Fan took off the shoe covers and jogged behind Qin Feng. "And what about Wang Yaran's soul?"

"Don't know." Qin Feng got into the car after leaving the residential area, opened the door, and sat down. Lin Fan quickly got in from the other side, fastened her seatbelt. "Why did Lin Zhe kill Wang Yaran? She's his wife."

"In cases I've dealt with, a significant portion involves crimes committed by people close to the victim. You can't escape the lure of self-interest."

Lin Fan pressed her lips tightly. Qin Feng noticed her dry lips, so he picked up a bottle of water and handed it to her, then started the car and drove off. "We've already contacted Wang Yaran's parents; they'll be back soon."

Lin Zhe, after killing Wang Yaran, didn't suddenly repent but instead went to great lengths to dispose of the body. A year ago, he had been maintaining a relationship with a young woman outside, whose figure and appearance resembled Wang Yaran, only she was younger.

After Wang Yaran's incident, that woman also disappeared.

Qin Feng found information on that woman, and her blood type matched the woman who now impersonated Wang Yaran. After Wang Yaran was murdered, Lin Zhe transferred a considerable sum of money to that woman's account.

Fake car accident, real disfigurement, undergoing plastic surgery to disguise herself as someone else.

If no one had discovered it, Lin Zhe would soon have quietly disposed of the body. The net of heaven is wide but sparse.

Lin Fan hugged the water bottle, feeling a bit cold.

"Wang Yaran is quite pitiful. How's the child?"

"He's only two years old; he probably won't remember everything happening now. His grandparents will come back to take him away."

The disposal site was very scattered, including garbage dumps, sewers, and some remote areas like forests. They found a total of twenty-three body parts by 9 o'clock at night. The pubic bone was found in the sewer, and Lin Fan was nearly losing her sense of smell due to the stench. Her clothes were dirty, her hair disheveled, and she fell asleep leaning against the seat as soon as she got into the car.

Qin Feng glanced at her, motioning to Xiao Wang, who was speaking behind, "Keep it down."

Xiao Wang peeked at Lin Fan and said, "She's quite suitable to be a cop, very courageous."

Qin Feng also looked at Lin Fan, his mouth lifting slightly, then he spoke firmly, "Not suitable."

Xiao Wang rolled his eyes nearly to the sky, "If we had her help on every case, we'd all be on vacation."

At the station, Lin Fan was still asleep.

Qin Feng took off his police jacket and covered Lin Fan with it, hesitating for a moment to lower the seat so she could lie down, but then withdrew his hand, pushed open the door, and got out.

He stood with his legs apart, leaning against the police station door, his gaze sinking. "It's time to close the case."

The interrogation lasted for three hours, but Lin Zhe didn't say a word, just stubbornly resisted.

Qin Feng, who was already not in a good mood, lost all patience, stood up, and strode away.

He slammed the door shut and took out a pack of cigarettes.

It was late at night, and the night in Jiangcheng was very quiet. Qin Feng remembered Lin Fan in the car. He quickly took the car key and went to the parking lot. Lin Fan hadn't woken up; she was still sleeping.

Qin Feng opened the car door, leaned against the seat, and pinched his brow. His gaze fell on Lin Fan.

Even in her sleep, she still frowned.

Qin Feng withdrew his gaze and covered his face with his hand.

Lin Fan had slept so deeply that she felt exhausted all over, and when she opened her eyes, for a moment, she didn't know where she was. After staring blankly for a while, she turned her head and saw Qin Feng's profile, almost shouting out in surprise.

She quickly sat up, and his coat slipped off her.

Qin Feng opened his eyes, and Lin Fan took out her phone to check the time.

Qin Feng raised his wrist, his voice hoarse and deep, "Six o'clock."

Rubbing his brow, he yawned.

"I slept in the car all night?" Lin Fan couldn't believe it; she was amazed at her ability to fall asleep in any environment.

"Yeah."

Qin Feng pushed open the car door and got out, furrowing his brows, "There's a breakfast stall nearby. Let's go eat."

Lin Fan picked up his coat and placed it on the seat, then got out of the car and sniffed herself. After fermenting overnight, the smell had reached new heights. She wrinkled her nose in disgust, but Qin Feng walked off without haste, even a bit casually.

"You missed your rest; why didn't you wake me up?"

Qin Feng rubbed his eyebrows. "Didn't sleep well the day before yesterday?"

"Yeah," Lin Fan admitted, "The matter with Wang Yaran has been on my mind, couldn't sleep."

Qin Feng glanced around at her, his gaze settling on Lin Fan, "Are you still working today?"

"Yeah."

Qin Feng walked beside her, his hands in his pockets. "Still haven't decided?"

"What?"

"About the school."

Lin Fan averted her gaze, pursing her lips in silence. She had a thought since the Xu Prefecture case ended, but she didn't know if it was right or wrong, if she should walk this path.

"Hmm?" He didn't get an answer, so he asked again, his voice hoarse, "Lin Fan."