Can We Say No to Divorce?-Chapter 783 - 534 Extra: Fresh Young Celebrity (1)

Chapter 783: Chapter 534 Extra: Fresh Young Celebrity (1)

Su Tianqing interrogated, "How did you know that the village chief’s daughter might no longer be in this world?"

This question indeed hit the nail on the head!

Everyone turned to look at Gan Zi, who replied, "Just intuition!"

Qiao Xiaoyan hurriedly walked outside, and on her way downstairs, she bumped into Bai Ye.

"Xiaoyan, you’re back!" Bai Ye stopped in his tracks, "Did you find anything?"

"I need to make a trip to the village chief’s house, will you come with me?" Qiao Xiaoyan asked him, "However, this is a secret and cannot be disclosed for now..."

"Let’s go!" said Bai Ye. He had driven the police car over and the two got into the vehicle.

Qiao Xiaoyan briefly shared Gan Zi’s words, and Bai Ye also fell into deep thought. He said somewhat awkwardly, "I don’t even know how to start asking the village chief..."

"I’ll talk!" Qiao Xiaoyan said.

Upon reaching the village chief’s house, Qiao Xiaoyan got out of the car and saw the village chief squatting outside smoking a cigarette. She approached him and said, "Village chief, I am here on Professor Gan’s request. He felt that since I am returning to A City, and as a young woman myself, it would be more convenient for me to talk to your daughter. Village chief, may I take some of your daughter’s belongings to show her, to make her believe?"

Qiao Xiaoyan’s heart was heavy, but in order not to arouse the elderly village chief’s suspicions, she had to tell such a lie.

"Sure, no problem! Thank you, Miss Qiao!" The village chief hurriedly went inside to fetch his daughter’s previously worn clothes and a photo, then extended his hand, and drew it back as if treasuring it, "Miss Qiao, please, you must take good care of them, I don’t have many of my child’s belongings left..."

Qiao Xiaoyan felt a surge of emotion, her nose sore and her eyes turning red. If this corpse really was the village chief’s daughter, she didn’t know how she could ever break the news to the village chief.

"I will, village chief, don’t worry!" Qiao Xiaoyan nodded solemnly.

She turned and walked back to the police car. After getting in, the village chief came forward again and said, "Miss Qiao, I’m troubling you with this, and please thank Professor Gan for me..."

Seeing Qiao Xiaoyan turning her head to wipe away tears, Bai Ye quickly said, "No worries, village chief, we need to get going!"

On the way back to the city, Bai Ye pulled out a tissue for Qiao Xiaoyan: "Who would know you’re a forensic expert if you don’t say? Having such a low threshold for tears!"

Qiao Xiaoyan accepted the tissue, "Maybe I’m indeed not cut out to be a forensic tech!"

"Then by that logic, I’m not suited to be a cop either!" Bai Ye sighed, "Are you still mad at me?"

He didn’t specify what it was about, but they both knew it was about the Chen Chen case.

Regarding that case, everyone understood that it wasn’t something that could be changed by any one person.

A sense of powerlessness, it turns out, had long been embedded in their hearts.

From the initial fervor when starting the job, to finally, just going with the flow.

Qiao Xiaoyan glanced at him, "Am I mad at you?"

"Aren’t you?" Bai Ye coughed awkwardly.

Qiao Xiaoyan used the tissue to wipe her face, "Your tissue quality is so bad, my face makeup is smudged, what should I do?"

Bai Ye looked at her nervously, "I don’t know what kind of tissues are the best, really smudged? What should we do then?"

Qiao Xiaoyan laughed, "Then we should get Professor Gan to learn, he knows everything."

Bai Ye said with a hint of grievance, "How old is he? How old am I? Over a decade younger, right? When I’m his age, I’ll know everything too! By the way, do you women all like mature older men?"

Qiao Xiaoyan looked down, thinking of Song Xuyao. Song Xuyao wasn’t young either, but his obsessive nature made her wonder if he was truly mature?

"Women have different tastes, so how can we generalize about men?" Qiao Xiaoyan retracted her gaze, "Mature older men have their charms, and younger handsome guys have their perks too!"

"Xiaoyan, what about you?" Bai Ye asked her while driving.

"Me..." Qiao Xiaoyan laughed, "I like them all!"

"Are you planning on expanding your harem or something?" Bai Ye snorted unhappily.

Qiao Xiaoyan tried to laugh through her tears: "It’s possible!"

Along the way, the two chatted and joked. Upon arriving at the City Forensic Institute, Qiao Xiaoyan handed over the evidence, and the staff immediately got to work.

While waiting, Qiao Xiaoyan didn’t rest. She kept re-examining the victim’s body for other hard-to-spot characteristics.

Seeing her absorbed in the case, with a frown of deep thought, Bai Ye suggested, "Let’s go! Take a walk around our city! I’ll show you around a bit, and once the Forensic Department delivers their findings, we’ll have work to do."

Together, they hit the streets. Coming from a big city, Qiao Xiaoyan was more interested in the local customs and culture of this small to medium-sized city.

With her phone in hand, she walked along, capturing the local customs and culture.

Up ahead was a plaza, and Bai Ye bought some water to hand to her: "Want to sit for a while?"

"Sure! I’m pretty tired too." Qiao Xiaoyan saw there was half an hour to go before the forensic results would be ready.

The two made their way to the plaza, where fountains sprayed and pigeons circled continuously overhead.

At that moment, a little boy was crying very sadly; as he wept, his mother scolded him alongside.

"I told you not to play with that anymore, but you insisted, and now the ten yuan is gone. What’s the result? Not even one toy won!" The mother said, both angry and distressed, "We could have bought lots of toys with that ten yuan."

Seeing the boy so heartbroken, Bai Ye offered, "How about uncle helps you win one, sound good?"

"Okay..." The little boy hadn’t finished speaking when he cast a stealthy glance at his mother.

Qiao Xiaoyan quickly said, "I just happen to have ten yuan, come on! Let’s get ten rings!"

In a corner of the plaza, a small vendor had laid out many small toys: little cars, airplanes, buses, trains, dolls, and so on—all things that kids love.

The rules were simple: ten yuan for ten rings; you stand behind a declared line, and whatever you hook, you take.

Of course, the more valuable and popular toys were placed closest, making them the hardest to win.

Qiao Xiaoyan paid the money, took ten rings, and asked the boy, "Which one do you want? Tell uncle!"

The little boy pointed and said, "Uncle, I want that bus."

Bai Ye took a ring and threw it, hitting the target effortlessly.

The little boy jumped up in joy, "That’s great! Now that I have a bus, Mom won’t have to squeeze on the bus to work and won’t be tired from standing too long."

Hearing such innocent child’s words, the mother began to feel embarrassed. Tears welled up in her eyes—she had been so harsh on her child just moments before!

Qiao Xiaoyan and Bai Ye exchanged a glance affirming that children have their own world, and adults should not judge their world through adult eyes.

A child’s playfulness may indeed be their way of discovering and exploring the world, and it could also be an expression of love.

Bai Ye patted his head: "There are still nine rings left; we can get nine more toys. Which one would you like next?"

"I don’t want any more!" The little boy said, though he still eyed the little airplane longingly.

Bai Ye threw another ring and, upon winning the little airplane, handed it to the boy who cried out in delight, "Uncle, you’re so cool! When we go on a trip around the world, you come and take it, bring the auntie along, will you?"

Qiao Xiaoyan laughed, "Little friend, are you inviting us to travel on this plane?"

"Yes, yes!" the little boy generously said.

After that, Bai Ye won with every throw he made, which alarmed the vendor, realizing he was facing an expert: "Sir... Sir, please have mercy!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Did you ever show mercy to others?" Bai Ye’s handsome face turned stern, carrying a trace of authority.