Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 185 Trainee Detective 23

Lingyi and her elder sister left the interrogation room only after they had squeezed every last drop out of Lan Mao.

As soon as the door closed, the eldest sister gave Ling Yi a thumbs up: "Well done!"

She had worried that Ling Yi wouldn't be able to sing the "good cop, bad cop" role well, but now it seems she's a natural-born actress!

Look at that young man, he's completely bewildered by Ling Yi's charm.

Has this guy never watched TV dramas? Doesn't he know what it means that the prettier a woman is, the more likely she is to lie?

The moment the suspects' information was sent to the court, the police treated them with even more care than the children in Yueke Village, striving to extract as much useful information as possible from these guys.

As for how quickly he changed his tune after being taken to court?

Perhaps all the police officers in the country are successors to the Sichuan province's face-changing tactics.

Ling Yi couldn't help but chuckle: "After all, it's their first crime, they have no experience, so they're easy to interrogate."

They were easily fooled by just a few words.

Xiang Ke leaned against the wall, watching Ling Yi chat and laugh with others, a smile appearing on his slightly tired face.

His assistant glanced at the dashing policewoman in the distance, then at Xiang Ke, and gave a wink to the person next to him.

At this moment, Director Xiang no longer looked at people like he looked at dogs.

The people around him also gave him a meaningful look. With such eager anticipation, it's hard to say who the dog is.

In an instant, the assistant took two steps back.

"Is there anything you can't say to my face?" A cold voice came from above, making the guy who had just been so audacious as to compare Director Xiang to a loyal dog feel a chill run down his spine, and he looked up sheepishly.

"Director Xiang... Director Xiang." He racked his brains trying to think of something, but Xiang Ke stopped him: "I ordered some takeout. Please wait a moment and distribute it to everyone."

The assistant immediately replied, "Don't worry, we'll definitely save one for you so you can give it to Ling Yi yourself."

Xiang Ke glanced at him again, as if he were looking at a stupid dog that had failed to guard the house properly: "I touched a corpse today, so I can't bring her food."

"what?"

The assistant was stunned, completely bewildered by the connection between food and a corpse.

When you're busy, you've eaten at the dissection table before, so why are you being so dramatic now?

His companion gave him a disdainful look: "Idiot."

Can you and the person you're pursuing be the same?

Forensic pathologists already have a hard time finding partners, and now they're delivering food to people with hands that have touched corpses—they must be wishing they'd been single for too long!

No wonder this guy is 35 and still single, he deserves it!

"What do you mean you can't deliver food?" Ling Yi had just been chatting with her older sister when she saw Xiang Ke standing there like a statue waiting for his wife. She walked over just in time to hear the words "deliver food" and asked directly.

Xiang Ke shook his head, not intending to say anything, when he heard his foolish assistant say, "Director Xiang said he just touched a corpse and can't bring you food."

Xiang Ke: "..."

He took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the idiot: "You write today's report."

He paused for a moment, then added, "After you finish writing, go to the hospital again. I'll leave the medical examination to you as well."

The assistant's smug expression froze, and he looked at his boss in disbelief.

what?

His colleague on the other side gave him a gloating laugh, hahaha!

Your emotional intelligence is even lower than Director Xiang's; you deserve to work overtime!

Ling Yi looked at the trio with a wry smile and grabbed Xiang Ke's hand, saying, "Why are you being so particular? It's not like I've never seen a corpse before."

"Besides, the materials won't be available so quickly, will they? This interrogation will take several days."

"It's almost all night, can't you let people relax a bit?"

A gentle voice rang in his ears, but Xiang Ke had no ability to discern what that gentle voice was saying.

At this moment, my brain was being squeezed by that warm, soft hand, the skin of which was being kneaded until it was smooth and I had completely lost the ability to think.

He was like a stupid dog without any intelligence, letting Ling Yi pull him to sit on the chair.

The moment that hand let go of him, Xiang Ke felt a deep sense of loss.

He obediently placed his hands on his knees, looked up at Ling Yi, and waited for her instructions.

Xiang Ke had long, narrow eyes with extremely dark pupils, giving off a cold aura.

But now, when those dark pupils looked obediently at Ling Yi, she hallucinated as some kind of docile large dog.

Her hands were itching; if there weren't so many people walking around in the office, she really would have liked to rub Xiang Ke's head.

Perhaps because she had been quiet for too long, a hint of doubt appeared in Xiang Ke's dark eyes.

Those talking black pupils seemed to be asking something, and after pulling him over, they fell silent.

Please give me some advice.

That unwavering gaze conveyed only one message.

Ling Yi: "..."

"Director Xiang," she said jokingly, "has anyone ever told you that you're quite cute?"

Xiang Ke paused for a moment, then thought carefully: "Yes, my mother, when I was four or five years old."

After starting school, he realized the immaturity and lack of critical thinking of his peers, and he was determined to get away from them.

Until he graduated with his doctorate at the age of twenty-three, he never heard the word "cute" again.

Now, I heard it again from Ling Yi's mouth.

Although Xiang Ke's emotional intelligence has been gathering dust on the clothesline for years, it's not entirely absent.

He patted it back into his head and used it for a moment, and easily deduced from Ling Yi's words that she felt... pity for him.

After all, no one would say someone they dislike is cute.

When a woman says this to another woman who clearly likes her, it almost certainly means that she doesn't dislike her admirer, and may even... have some feelings for him.

For a moment, Xiang Ke's hands on his knees clenched tighter, and he even looked a little flustered.

What to do? He hadn't prepared a contingency plan for this situation.

The moment Xiang Ke realized he had developed feelings for Ling Yi, he meticulously made many plans.

For example, spend three months getting to know her, three months becoming friends with her, and then three months showing your affection and your inclination to pursue her...

In these meticulous plans, he even listed several possibilities, such as whether Ling Yi wanted to get to know him, didn't want to get to know him, or was only half-acquainted with him.

With the seriousness of writing a thesis, Xiang Ke set forth a long and rigorous written guide for his pursuit.

But what if those guidelines become obsolete before the first three months are even over?

Ling Yi, who had just become acquainted with him, seemed to, possibly, probably had some feelings for him...

When he met those beautiful, smiling eyes, every cell in Xiang Ke's smooth cerebral cortex seemed to dance wildly, pulling him into a frenzy.