"There was no one else in the parking lot at the time. Who should I ask for help?"
Su Qiao was very sensitive to He Meishu's emotional changes, and even his questions seemed a little aggressive.
"And if I'm on the road, will those passers-by save me even if I rescue them? Can they rescue me in time? In that case, if I anger the murderer, what if he stabs me?"
"Besides, the trunk is locked. My head is still hurting, so I have to conserve my strength until I recover."
He Meishu had nothing to say.
"Miss Su is really confident in her skills." It's rare to be so calm when faced with something like this, without making a fuss.
This is simply not something that ordinary people can do.
If it were her, she might not be able to do it.
He Meishu just felt that there was something wrong with Su Qiao.
And the problem is huge.
Su Qiao said shamelessly: "Confidence is built on a strong foundation."
"Besides, there is no such thing as a thief who steals for a thousand days. I can only feel at ease if I catch this guy who is plotting against me in the dark."
Min Xingyu frowned slightly and said seriously: "Ms. Su, arresting people is our police duty. Please don't be so reckless next time and gamble with your life."
"I'll pay attention next time." Su Qiao said perfunctorily, then suddenly remembered something, stood up and walked towards the stairs.
"Wait a minute."
A moment later, she came downstairs with an A4 paper and a recorder.
He handed the paper with the portrait to Min Xingyu: "This is what that man looks like."
Min Xingyu lowered his head and looked carefully, a little surprised.
"I didn't expect Miss Su to be able to paint, and her painting skills are so good."
If he didn't look carefully, he would think it was a photo printed out with a color printer.
In fact, one of the purposes of their visit today was to ask Su Qiao to go to the police station again to describe the murderer's physical features.
This way, there is no need to waste time anymore.
“It’s just a personal hobby.”
Su Qiao said calmly, and put the recorder on the table in front of him: "And this, this is the voice of that man."
Min Xingyu looked at Su Qiao with a meaningful look in his eyes.
"I didn't expect Miss Su to record the conversation under such circumstances."
The preparations are so thorough, it's obvious that they went there well prepared.
Perhaps, Su Qiao had already realized that he was in danger.
No wonder she didn't call for help in the parking lot or along the way, it turned out she had other plans.
But he didn't quite understand why she did this.
After all, this is really dangerous. The other party is not an ordinary suspect, but a very perverted serial killer.
"I have the habit of carrying a recorder with me."
Su Qiao said calmly, "As you know, in an industry like ours, frame-ups and slander often happen. I just suffered losses in the past, so I am a little more cautious."
"Thank you, Miss Su. These are of great help in solving our case."
Min Xingyu was somewhat anxious to return to the group to test the recorder and look for someone who resembled the man in the portrait.
"No need. After all, that guy has set his sights on me now. I also hope that you can catch him as soon as possible."
Because the enemy had already been alerted last night, Su Qiao could only hope that the police could find some clues as soon as possible.
Min Xingyu nodded seriously: "Don't worry, we will definitely arrest the person as soon as possible."
"That's best."
The next time that guy falls into her hands, she won't be so lucky.
At least some with missing arms and legs.
She had to save face this time.
Su Qiao turned around and found that the man next to her was staring at He Meishu.
Even after the person walked away, he still didn't look away, and he suddenly felt a little unhappy.
"What are you looking at?"
Li Jingtai turned around and carefully looked at Su Qiao's profile: "Are you related to Officer He?"