CHAPTER 71: 68. BY A STRANGE TWIST OF FATE, HE ACTUALLY PUT ON THE _2 THAT HE GAVE.

"Did the police find her body? Where is she? Take me to see her!"

He held back a sigh and reached out to brace her shoulders. Her whole body was trembling. The sunlight in Jiazhou was so bright, yet she was so cold.

"We have no chance to find her body for now. She has no identity in this country, so even her disappearance seems to vanish into thin air, completely gone."

"Then why do you say that? Tell me!" Shi Nian tightly grasped Tang Yanqing’s arm.

Tang Yanqing helped Shi Nian into the car, let her sit properly, and stared into her eyes: "...the lip print under the skirt of the doll meant to intimidate."

The intimidating doll had already been sealed and taken away by the police as evidence, and Shi Nian didn’t even have a chance to examine it closely.

"What’s wrong with that lip print?" Her tears silently streamed down.

He turned his head slowly and said, "Lip prints are just like fingerprints; each person’s is unique. Judging from the lip print, it belonged to Nisha, and she was already dead then."

"Why do you say that?" Shi Nian grabbed Tang Yanqing’s arm: "Maybe they just caught her, maybe she’s still alive. On what grounds do you say she’s dead?"

He sighed softly and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

"The distance between the lip lines can vary in width depending on the state of the lips. On that lip print, the distance between the lines reached maximum width, indicating her lip muscles were completely relaxed."

He gazed into her eyes: "You understand, if she were kidnapped, in a state of tension, how could her lips be completely relaxed? And the only condition where a person’s muscles are fully relaxed is—."

Shi Nian shook her head and wept, "No, maybe she was just fast asleep."

"Even if deeply asleep, it’s impossible to be completely relaxed."

He gently embraced her shoulders, drawing her closer to let her cry on his shoulder.

"I promise you, I will catch that scumbag."

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She cried on his shoulder for a long time. Her fingertips quietly clenched into a half-fist, tightly gripping his clothes. She restrained herself from crying out loud, yet her tears soaked his shoulder drop by drop. The moisture seeped through the cotton fibers, layer by layer reaching his shoulder.

This was the first time she willingly got so close to him. The first time, she chose to show him her moment of vulnerability.

He held back, gently reaching out, his palm touching her back, slowly tracing.

His hand recognized the curvature of her spine, discerned the tautness of her body as she cried, detected the frequency of her silent sobbing...

She was his little girl, even though she did not recognize him, but he could never mistake her.

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His gaze lingered down, his breath carrying the scent of masculinity, wafting around her nose.

Shi Nian panicked, quickly stepping back, wiping tears with the back of her hand, saying with a flushed face, "I’m sorry."

Pointing to a splash of water on his left shoulder: "I’ll clean it for you."

He then laughed, relaxing and stretching his long legs: "It’s a deal."

Shi Nian controlled her emotion, tried to calm her breath: "Why did Nisha die? Just because she became my informant?"

Tang Yanqing turned to look: "Want to solve the case with me?"

Shi Nian nodded without hesitation: "I want to!"

Becoming a police officer was her wish for years, but due to her father’s last wish, she had to change. Now there’s such an opportunity before her, especially since she’s involved herself, whether to seek justice for Nisha or for herself, she would never hesitate.

Tang Yanqing squinted at the light that quietly rose in her eyes, lightly curled his lips: "Well, let’s go."

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The car drove to Kangchuan University, on the way Tang Yanqing gave Shi Nian a brief introduction to Zhou Guanghan’s murder case. Shi Nianxin sank: "So Nisha said she witnessed the man dead before her eyes, and that man was Zhou Guanghan. That means Nisha might have died because of my interview, but more likely because of being silenced due to Zhou Guanghan’s murder case."

"Good girl." Tang Yanqing looked at her with a smile of approval.

Shi Nian’s face flushed, and she quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, ready to get out of the car.

"Don’t rush." Her elbow was caught by Tang Yanqing.

"What do we need to do?" Shi Nian turned her head, feeling guilty as she confronted his heated gaze.

He then laughed, reaching out to ruffle her hair: "You can’t wear this, and you can’t have your reporter badge hanging either. You need to change."

"Change into what?" Shi Nian was stunned.

Tang Yanqing squinted, pointing outside the windshield at the passing university students: "Dress like them."

Only then did Shi Nian realize it, pointing to Tang Yanqing’s casual attire: "So you wore this for this moment’s preparation."