Street Hustler and His Policewoman Wife-Chapter 40: Xiaohongsha Day, Handwriting Reveals Character!

Chapter 40: Chapter 40: Xiaohongsha Day, Handwriting Reveals Character!

Chen Xiao and Zhang Xian immediately headed towards Lin Xi. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Upon meeting, Lin Xi spoke before they could ask:

"That young lady is Su Haidong’s youngest daughter, Su Ting."

Zhang Xian hurriedly asked, "Who called her here?"

Lin Xi was taken aback and replied, "I... I suggested it to Sister Liang. I felt that Su Ting, as the youngest daughter of the deceased Su Haidong, should know the truth. But the reason I proposed it is because Su Jing didn’t provide any valuable information."

Hearing this, Zhang Xian couldn’t help but glance at Chen Xiao: "Do you two share the same mind or something?"

"What’s wrong?" Lin Xi looked puzzled as well.

Chen Xiao shook his head: "It’s nothing major, I just proposed the same idea to Captain Zhang earlier."

Lin Xi realized: "I see, I thought this suggestion might make Captain Zhang feel it was inappropriate."

Zhang Xian maintained his stern demeanor and simply replied, "The window in the inquiry room doesn’t allow a view outside. Chen Xiao, take a look later."

"Understood."

Chen Xiao nodded, and Zhang Xian then went to the Su sisters, said a few words, and took Su Ting to the inquiry room.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xi couldn’t help but ask, "Hubby, why did you think of summoning Su Haidong’s youngest daughter?"

"I just felt it was necessary, after all, Su Ting was closest to Su Haidong, right?" Chen Xiao replied, to which Lin Xi agreed: "Let’s go see what Captain Zhang asks."

"No rush, I just took care of something, let me rest a bit."

Chen Xiao always kept track of time. It was now only one or two minutes till the start of a new day.

"Alright, then take a rest. You must have avenged Dali just now, right?"

Chen Xiao immediately grinned sheepishly. As he was about to explain, Lin Xi laughed and said, "Why do you look so guilty? Did you think I’d blame you? You’re a man, Dali was your closest friend, if you selfishly stayed out of such a big matter, I would actually look down upon you."

"Yes, my husband seems refreshed now, you must have been quite impressive when avenging him. So I won’t blame you, take a good rest!"

Leaving these words, Lin Xi headed to the inquiry room.

Watching her back, warmth flowed through Chen Xiao’s heart.

Having such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?

Without lingering in sentiment, Chen Xiao glanced at the time; it was already 11:59 PM, so he immediately found a quiet place to sit.

Silently counting time in his head, when midnight arrived, sure enough, the mottled wall appeared in his mind again.

A calendar hanging on the wall fluttered without wind.

This time, he seemed to even hear the "swish" sound stirred up by the calendar’s movement.

Finally, the calendar froze on a new day.

[August 8, 2006]

[Lunar: Fifteenth of July. Little Red Sand Day, avoid major matters!]

[Auspicious: Sacrifice, prayer, meridians, construction, trade, planting...]

[Avoid: Marriage, moving in, building houses...]

Chen Xiao looked at the calendar, especially the auspicious and avoid items.

Having the experience from the past two times, he knew that the skills rewarded by the calendar mostly stemmed from those items.

Just like the previous capture, that was the case!

So this time, what would it be?

Chen Xiao’s heart stirred subtly, at this moment two characters on the calendar became exceptionally clear.

It was [Construction]!

Auspicious skills!

Except, the old almanac’s meaning of auspicious construction indicates that this day is suitable for building foundations or renovating old houses. It can also be understood as repairing or creating new and old items.

Comparing this with the power of capture, Chen Xiao felt it was somewhat lacking.

As a man determined to nurture his wife into a police authority, what use did he have for repairing or constructing things?

Chen Xiao didn’t understand, but once again, he clearly felt some strange knowledge increase in his brain domain!

When he fully absorbed that knowledge, Chen Xiao was stunned!

What does repair mean?

Restoring from chaos, returning to normal!

What does construct mean?

Can self-create or simulate manufacture!

As simulated manufacture emerged in his mind, Su Haidong’s fishbone-like corpse also similarly appeared in his mind.

Even Chen Xiao himself hadn’t noticed that his hand involuntarily raised at this time.

The action seemed like he was holding a knife and simulating the murderer cleaning Su Haidong!

Unaware of how much time had passed, Chen Xiao’s hand kept gesturing, but suddenly, he stopped the movement abruptly and looked to one side.

Standing to the side was Liang Yan.

She stared intently at Chen Xiao, and upon realizing that Chen Xiao noticed her, the vigilance in her eyes instantly vanished, replaced with a smiling face.

"Chen Xiao, what are you gesturing?"

Chen Xiao was somewhat puzzled.

He had chosen a very secluded place, yet Liang Yan found him.

Found him, fine, but how could she find him while he was simulating the murderer killing?

Imagine if he were a police officer, someone first arrives at the scene, somehow identifies the deceased, and ends up simulating the gesture of cutting flesh.

At this moment seen, he would surely consider him a prime suspect without delay.

Chen Xiao knew that under such circumstances, concealing would only backfire.

"I was just imagining the process the murderer went through to kill Su Haidong, Sister Liang... did you come to find me for something?" Chen Xiao asked calmly.

Liang Yan’s vigilance lessened, her smile deepened: "Brother Xian told me to find you and have you observe the reaction of that girl named Su Ting together."

"Alright, I’ll go with you."

Chen Xiao didn’t dwell on the previous topic further, nor did he intend to explain.

He had no reason to explain; the more explanation could seem as cover-up.

Liang Yan didn’t ask much, leading Chen Xiao to the window outside the inquiry room.

She pointed to Su Ting inside and said, "The young girl has been crying all the time; she almost fainted from crying just now."

If Chen Xiao hadn’t come from his previous life, if he didn’t know that this little girl caused Luo Dali’s death to be worthless in his previous life, this moment he’d feel compassion for her tears.

Yet, however indifferently he felt inside, Chen Xiao didn’t express it outwardly.

He watched Su Ting deeply, tears covered her youthful face, and her previously vibrant eyes were now filled with panic.

But after a brief look, Chen Xiao discovered an issue.

Though she cried, her eyes occasionally noticed Zhang Xian before her!

Can someone in such extreme grief still have the mind to observe others’ reactions? Could this be normal?

Without hesitation, Chen Xiao asked directly: "Sister Liang, do you think this young girl is hiding something?"

"Did you notice?" Liang Yan asked, but her words implied she noticed too.

Chen Xiao nodded: "She is indeed sad, but also observing Captain Zhang’s reaction. I think Captain Zhang is aware this moment."

"Yes, this young girl very likely knows some inside story. Let’s watch closely, Brother Xian is really good at interrogating."

While Liang Yan spoke, Chen Xiao’s focus wasn’t on Zhang Xian, but on the girl named Su Ting.

Not long after, Zhang Xian in the inquiry room opened a drawer, took out a notebook and pen, and placed them in front of Su Ting.

The latter looked up, her gaze confused.

Zhang Xian sighed softly and said, "Uncle knows you don’t know what to say at this moment. Uncle also learned about you; I heard you don’t speak much at school, but you seem to write well and are good at essays, right? Your essay won an award from the province. So now, Uncle is giving you this notebook where nothing is written, for you to fill it with content yourself."

"What should I write?" Su Ting was even more confused.

Zhang Xian said, "Write about your father, or write about your life, or your other family members."

"Will writing help? Can it find who killed my dad?"

Zhang Xian slightly shook his head: "Uncle doesn’t know either, the notebook is blank, just like the case of your dad being victimized, it’s all blank now. But perhaps what you write will help us police."

Su Ting wanted to ask more, but Zhang Xian already pushed the notebook in front of her: "Write there’s no word count requirement, no specific content requirement. When you’re done, just knock on that window, I’ll be waiting there."

After saying this, Zhang Xian stood up.

Chen Xiao’s initial attention also shifted entirely to the latter when Zhang Xian stood up.

Initially puzzled as to why Zhang Xian didn’t ask anything and let Su Ting write alone.

But when Zhang Xian mentioned the notebook is blank, just like the case being blank, Chen Xiao understood, even applauded Zhang Xian’s approach!

Because text reflects personality!