have nothing to Chi Qing could also be considered the fun of binge watching.

Most of them are gloomy behind-the-scenes villains, the characters seeming like they’re very important, but actually having very little scenes.

Xie Lin caught the key word: “Act?”

Ji Mingrui: “You might not believe it, but he’s a graduate of the Film Academy for Acting.
All in all, he studied acting for four years.”

Xie Lin thought back to the car, the phrase ‘I’m the property owner’ that was unacceptable in demeanor and tone, and laughed: “It’s really hard to believe.”

Chi Qing ignored them: “Can I go.”

Ji Mingrui handed the pen to Xie Lin: “Sign here, then both of you can go back.”

Chi Qing had his hands tucked in his sleeves the whole time.
When Xie Lin finished signing, he stretched out his hand slightly, skillfully taking a tissue from the side, and took the pen that Xie Lin handed over through the tissue.

“No need to be this disgusted,” Xie Lin said, “Are all mysophobic people like you?”

“It’s that mine is more severe,” Chi Qing admitted frankly, putting the pen back in his hand after signing, balling the tissue up as he said, “……So regardless of when, stay away from me.”

And so the two of them finished cooperating, returning to their previous states.

As if Xie Lin couldn’t understand the four words ‘stay away from me’: “Let’s go, I’ll drive you.”


“What’s with your expression, it’s not like you didn’t just ride it.”

Chi Qing: “I didn’t have a choice then.”

When Wu Zhibin left the interrogation room, he heard this conversation.
Before he even entered, he bumped into Chi Qing who had pushed the door open to walk out.

Xie Lin called out before behind him: “You probably won’t be able to get a taxi at this time.
I’m only driving you back, your eyes are bloodshot from tiredness.”

Chi Qing: “Since you like to drive people home so much, why don’t you change jobs and become a driver.”

Chi Qing had just slept for those ten minutes just now, and was more tired after getting up, his eyes bloodshot.
His looks were easily recognized, black hair covering the eyes in a somewhat wanton manner, red lips, hands in pockets, eyelids drooping lifelessly, seeming as if he was ignoring everyone.

Xie Lin instead greeted Wu Zhibin: “I’m going first.”

Wu Zhibin paused with his cane, however he wasn’t looking at Xie Lin but Chi Qing.

Behind Wu Zhibin, Su Xiaolin was still talking to Jiang Yu with a notebook in her arms: “He’s still a kid, how could he have this kind of idea?”

Even after Chi Qing left, Wu Zhibin stood still in the doorway, only coming back to his senses after Ji Mingrui called out a singular ‘Bin-ge’: “That was your friend?”

“Ever since the first meeting, I’ve felt that this kid looked familiar.”

Ji Mingrui was a bit surprised: “Have you seen him on TV? Although he’s not famous at all, he still has several works.” He spoke familiarly about it: “He played the suspect who appeared for three seconds in the beginning of Pursuit, and also the villain of the third story of The Legend of Xiuxian.
Uh, after all they’re not any good roles……”

Wu Zhibin typically didn’t watch dramas at all.

He had seen all kinds of criminals and major cases over so many years.

He didn’t pay much attention to Chi Qing the last time they met, only listening to Xie Lin’s analysis then hurrying to order Ji Mingrui and the others to investigate Haimao, not feeling that he was familiar until today.

Exactly where did he see him……

Wu Zhibin asked: “What’s this friend of yours’ name?”

 Ji Mingrui thought that after Chi Qing searched for so many years, he finally found a fan of his dramas, enthusiastically introducing him: “Chi as in error, Qing as in dark blue, Chi Qing.”

Wu Zhibin returned to the office with the material in hand; after sorting through the materials, he suddenly remembered Su Xiaolan saying ‘he’s still a kid.’


Wu Zhibin chewed on that word, carefully thinking back on Chi Qing’s features.
After a while, he suddenly grabbed his car keys and got up, driving all the way to headquarters.
There were still a lot of people in the General Bureau at the time, working overtime on cases.
When he was seen by someone, the word at hand was put down and he was greeted: “Bin-ge.”

Wu Zhibin tapped his cane on the ground, nodding his head at them.

He hadn’t returned to the headquarters for some time; he greeted them briefly, walking toward the headquarters’ archives room.

All past cases were sealed up in the headquarters’ archives room.
The archives room had encryption permission; as he walked over, he took out his identification card and scanned it, the electronic door automatically opening after reviewing the visitor’s information.

He walked to the last door, indicating that the case files stored here were highly encrypted.

Wu Zhibin rummaged through the rack of case files, finally finding a stack of yellowed files in the corner.

On the cover was written: 2.18 Child Kidnapping Case.

This was 10 years ago.
Winter of 2011.

Wu Zhibin stood in the archives room and fell silent briefly.
Then he turned the pages one by one, stopping when he turned to the second to last page.
In the column of survivors, he found two words: Chi Qing.

A slightly yellowed page was attached to the side.

The features of the teenager in the photo were not fully grown up, but he could still make out the remarkable appearance in the outline, delicate eyebrows, and extremely dark pupils.
That face gradually overlapped with the face he saw just now.

The file read: After being sent to the doctor, the victim was found to have symptoms of deafness and auditory hallucinations.
After eliminating other possible causes, it is suspected to be a psychological reaction.
The suspected psychological reason stems from the body’s excessive stress response after being subjected to a huge shock.

The person recording was clearly keeping up with the situation, the next line written with a different technical pen: The auditory hallucinations disappeared after three months; he has been cured and discharged from the hospital.

The last portion of the file was the psychological evaluation column.

In the psychological evaluation column, there was a very ambiguous sentence written: Although there are no abnormalities, long-term follow-ups are still recommended.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, sorry, sorry, Thomas slide kneeling.

Let’s take a look at the plot behind everything, it’s overdue!

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