"But it should be soon. I will soon be able to determine who is helping her, and then I can unravel the mystery and follow the clues."
"So do you really want to draw for that guy?" Du Muhan's mind was still on this matter.
He found that he seemed to be becoming more and more stingy, and caring more and more about her.
Things that I thought were unimportant before, now make me alert as soon as they involve her.
Su Qiao was helpless. If he didn't explain it clearly, he would probably remember it for a long time.
"I was trying to get some pocket money for the kids, and there happened to be a sucker who was willing to contribute."
"But I don't even have your painting yet." Du Muhan still felt a little uncomfortable.
Not only did he not have her paintings, he didn't even know she could paint.
What does this mean? It means that he doesn't know her well enough.
"I'll paint you a picture when the case is over. I'm going to the old town of West City now. Go back and get some sleep. Your eyes are full of bloodshot and dark circles. It's ugly."
Su Qiao straightened his suit, picked up his briefcase and prepared to leave.
"Yeah." Du Muhan decided to get Sun Zhihao's painting when the time comes and would never let her painting fall into the hands of someone like Sun Zhihao.
Don't think he doesn't know that his grandson is targeting Su Qiao.
"Are you going alone?"
She is so beautiful, what if she runs into some gangsters
Du Muhan was about to say that he would go with her, but was pushed back: "Go back and get some sleep."
"It's broad daylight now, no one dares to do anything, not to mention if something does happen, I definitely won't be the one to suffer."
Du Muhan was a little reluctant, but still nodded: "Okay, you have to be careful, and call me if anything happens."
Su Qiao was a little amused.
She's not a child, and she's really awesome, okay
This afternoon, Su Qiao walked around the old town in the western suburbs and didn't find anything unusual.
Because it was dark, she couldn't continue and had to go home first.
*
The next day, Su Qiao wandered around the old town for half a day again and finally gained something.
He quickly returned to the bureau and reported his findings to Tao Junhui.
Su Qiao circled the location of the telephone booth: "That night, Ding Peixin made a call in this almost abandoned telephone booth."
Tao Junhui was very surprised, "Isn't this no longer usable?"
Su Qiao shook his head: "Many people think it can't be used, but in fact, it can still be used. You can make a call as long as you put in a coin. I have tried it."
"Who is she calling?"
The team members who rushed over after hearing the news were all very curious.
Su Qiao handed them a piece of paper with a mobile phone number written on it: "I have found out the number, but you still need to find the owner of the number."
Yu Qiang quickly said: "This is not difficult, just go to the telecommunications company and check it out."
Su Xiyan snatched the paper and said, "I'll check it out and it will be found out soon."
Su Qiao didn't want to stay with someone like Su Xiyan who had a low IQ, and she was tired after running for most of the day, so she turned around and went back to the office.
Coincidentally, Du Muhan came to ask her to go out for dinner.
Tao Junhui signaled Yu Qiang to go to the telecommunications company. Su Xiyan's face looked a little bad, but she still held back from getting angry.
Yu Qiang quickly found out that the original owner of the number was a male high school student, but his phone was stolen on a bus more than half a month ago.
"The person behind this is really cunning."
Tao Junhui was not too surprised. "If he wasn't cunning, how could he have played us around? How could he have hidden Ding Peixin so well?"