The man in front spoke seriously, and Song Yi quickly reacted.
She pursed her lips and shyly lowered her head. "Isn’t this... not good?"
Tang Si looked at her with an indifferent expression, even his gaze was calm, "What’s not good about it?"
The tone was calm as well, all on the sa parallel line, with no hint of ups and downs, as if he was not joking with her?
Song Yi silently pondered over all this, slightly suppressing her emotions. If emotions were volatile, does that count as a type of depression?
Thinking this, she looked at Tang Si, "So when you say ’now’ you an...?"
This topic was like a ga of soccer, Song Yi kicked it back to Tang Si, which was a smart move.
Tang Si’s gaze fell on the bag, "Isn’t there one inside?"
Song Yi didn’t look at her bag but saw a faint smile in Tang Si’s eyes.
He was just teasing her just now.
Song Yi raised the bag in her hand and threw it at him, "Go change."
Even changing clothes requires him to put on such a grand show.
Tang Si caught the bag and chuckled, "Actually, there’s no need."
Song Yi: "???"
"When I’m not with you, I don’t have much ti to bathe frequently. As long as my body doesn’t stink, I can continue working, especially on assignnts, coming back covered in dust. If I showered every ti, there wouldn’t be enough ti."
After Tang Si finished speaking, he thought Song Yi would be disgusted, and he kept his eyes on her.
The woman’s expression didn’t change, and she nodded casually, "I know, but you don’t sll bad."
Even stars sll of sweat after shooting ends.
So she felt it was normal, let alone being with Tang Si for so long; she hadn’t slled anything unpleasant on him.
There was always a faint scent of tobacco mixed with a refreshing aroma, which was pleasant and addictive.
When Tang Si saw Song Yi’s reaction, he chuckled, "Alright, after we’re done and have eaten, I’ll go change."
As he spoke, his peach blossom eyes curved into a slight arc as he looked at Song Yi, "It’d be best if you could help change."
Song Yi blushed slightly.
"Captain Tang, Liu Zhong’s family is here," an intern police officer ca in to inform.
After saying this, he suddenly saw what Tang Si was holding and widened his eyes in shock.
Then he saw Song Yi next to him, and the intern police officer looked sowhat uneasy.
Song Yi sensitively noticed the intern’s gaze and looked over in confusion. The intern quickly shifted his eyes away awkwardly.
"..." The intern’s heart was racing with panic.
My God, what did he just see? Would he be silenced?
What kind of things are they doing in the office?
At this mont, Tang Si only felt the atmosphere was a bit strange. He simply frowned and said lightly, "Hmm, has the family gone to forensics to identify the body?"
The intern didn’t say anything.
"Speak," Tang Si said coldly.
"Oh, yes, yes, they have," the intern replied.
Tang Si nodded, "Okay, I’m going right away."
The intern nodded and quickly left, departing rapidly.
Only then did Tang Si glance at Song Yi, "Are you staying here for a while?"
Song Yi looked at the man in front of her and pointed to the underwear he held in his hand, "Shouldn’t you put down what you’re holding before you go?"
Looking down, Tang Si saw he was holding a pair of gray underwear. Just as he took it out to look at, the intern had co in.
He was so used to holding it that he hadn’t put it down.
Tang Si: "..."
He then realized why the intern’s expression had beco increasingly bizarre.
"No, it’s nothing," Song Yi laughed, "It shows you don’t treat them as outsiders."
Tang Si put the underwear in his pocket, helplessly rubbing his temples, "It’s fine."
His face was utterly lost.
Starting with those chat records from the projection.
Secretly in the criminal investigation team, there’s a label he’s not up to the task.
"In a way, it’s good," he suddenly said.
Song Yi didn’t understand, "???"
"This way, they know that I’m very capable."
"???" A man’s mind is like a needle in the sea. His thoughts are so erratic.
Song Yi took out her phone, opened the mo, and quickly jotted down a note.
1. Emotional fluctuations and erratic thinking: If these aren’t signs of depression, it might an he’s entering nopause.
(Go ho and search what age n typically enter nopause.)
Tang Si didn’t explain, "Will you wait here for ?"
Song Yi finished writing the mo, looked up at him, thought for a mont, and instead of answering, she asked, "Can I go with you?"
There was a hint of expectation in her eyes as she looked at Tang Si.
She wanted to see what Tang Si was like at work.
Gazing at Tang Si’s serious expression, it seed he was considering whether it was feasible.
Song Yi swallowed nervously, waiting for his answer, her eyes fixed on him. She didn’t know why, but she felt inexplicably tense.
She had never felt so uncertain before. In this unfamiliar territory, she couldn’t achieve the sa calm and composed deanor she was used to. The only thing she could do was try not to appear flustered.
Tang Si didn’t speak for a long ti.
Song Yi started thinking, was her request too difficult for him? Was the police station not allowing it, and he didn’t want to reject her?
Thinking this, Song Yi spoke, "It’s okay, if you..."
"Yes," Tang Si interrupted Song Yi.
Song Yi was stunned.
Tang Si raised his hand and pinched her cheek, his tone softening, "I was just considering what risks might arise if you ca with ."
He then smiled gently, "Co with ."
Tang Si’s simple words instantly dispelled Song Yi’s chaotic and anxious emotions.
He seed always to know what she was thinking.
He could always see Song Yi’s nervousness and deftly resolve it without any awkwardness.
Song Yi watched his back; his figure was elegant and straight, exuding mature male allure.
His steps were steady; each stride was smaller than usual to ensure she could keep up.
After all, they couldn’t hold hands in a police station.
Song Yi quickened her pace to follow.
...
Reception room.
Liu Zhong’s parents, wife, and eldest daughter arrived.
The reception room was spacious.
Liu Zhong’s parents, already in their sixties or seventies, were distraught upon learning their son died unexpectedly and could barely speak through their tears.
The eldest daughter remained silent by the side.
The wife sobbed, her eyes red, clutching a police officer in deep distress, "You must find the murderer! My Old Liu couldn’t have committed suicide; this was definitely a preditated murder!"
Song Yi and Tang Si walked in just as they witnessed this scene.
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