Chapter 29 - Chapter 29: Chapter 29 Assassin’s Aftermath Hits! (2/2)

But…

Why did Shen Qianqian come too?

She had her hair in a high ponytail, showing off her delicate and sweet features. She wore a white T-shirt with a cartoon duck on it, complemented by stone-washed jeans and white shoes. Her simple outfit was brimming with the vibes of youth.

“Why did Officer Shen come?”

Lin Chuan’s lips twitched slightly as he asked Old Wang in a low voice.

Old Wang chuckled, “I invited her for you.”

“What?”

Lin Chuan was shocked, his face full of question marks.

“Didn’t you say before that you never had the opportunity to meet Officer Shen? So, I took the liberty of inviting Officer Shen,” Old Wang said with a smile.

Lin Chuan gritted his teeth, “But what I meant was, Officer Shen and I are not from the same world, we have no intersection, not that I didn’t have the chance to meet her.”

“It’s pretty much the same thing.”

Wang Zikai waved his hand, “I thought to myself, now that Qiqi and I are an item, I can’t just watch you remain single. How about it, am I not a good friend?”

Lin Chuan held his forehead.

Old Wang, you really have broken your heart over your brother’s lifelong happiness.

But my fifty thousand reward and sixty thousand manuscript fee haven’t hit my account yet.

“Writer Lin, what made you think of inviting me to dinner today?” Shen Qianqian had already come over, looking at Lin Chuan with a beaming smile.

To avoid embarrassment, Lin Chuan forced a smile and made up an excuse.

“Officer Shen, thanks to you, I was able to participate in the anti-gambling campaign, so I wanted to treat you to a meal to express my gratitude,” he said.

Old Wang, holding Xue Qiqi’s hand, sat beside him.

Shen Qianqian then took a seat next to Lin Chuan, “How’s the novel?”

Lin Chuan smiled, “Luckily, it’s a hit.”

“That’s good.”

Shen Qianqian blinked her eyes, like twinkling stars in the sky.

Lin Chuan picked up his tea and took a sip.

“Officer Shen, Lin Chuan is particularly eager to know how your work is going,” Old Wang turned wingman, speaking for Lin Chuan.

Shen Qianqian laughed, “After returning to the criminal investigation team, I’ve been quite busy. Today I was investigating a homicide case.”

A homicide case?

Lin Chuan’s face suddenly turned pale, and his hand shook, spilling some tea onto himself.

“Writer Lin, what’s wrong?”

Shen Qianqian looked at Lin Chuan and asked.

“It’s… it’s nothing.” Lin Chuan showed a smile and picked up a napkin to wipe the tea from the table and his clothes.

As a criminal police officer, Shen Qianqian was always alert for the unusual in life.

She watched Lin Chuan wipe the stains and felt there was something strange about it.

Lin Chuan took three absorbent paper towels in succession, then pressed the towels to the wet spots on his clothes, letting them slowly soak up the tea.

According to Shen Qianqian’s life experience, normally you’d wipe down from where water was spilled on you, trying to keep the clothes from getting wetter.

But.

This method of cleaning by absorption, that Lin Chuan used, was rarely seen by Shen Qianqian in everyday life.

Instead, it was a technique often used by forensic colleagues at crime scenes to collect evidence.

Or.

In the forensic science center, they would use a similar method to clean up related stains.

“Officer Shen, why are you looking at me like that?”

After Lin Chuan finished wiping down, he looked up only to find Shen Qianqian staring at him unblinkingly.

It made his heart race, feeling like something bad was going to happen.

“Your technique is a bit unusual,”

Shen Qianqian said with a smile.

Lin Chuan was taken aback, his brow furrowed.

What technique?

Suddenly, Lin Chuan caught a glimpse of the paper towel in his hand from the corner of his eye, and his heart tightened.

He understood.

What Shen Qianqian was referring to was the way he cleaned the water drops off himself.

Crap!

Last night’s immersion into ‘an assassin’s professional life’ was too deep; every time a scene was cleaned up, it was done by absorption of the blood.

Now, the aftereffects of being an assassin had kicked in!