Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"I'm not interested in guessing. I can't guess it anyway."

"I admit that person was me. Sir Chen, come and eat more ribs." Feng Qingyu put the meat in his soup into Chen's soup bowl.

They arrived at the restaurant neither too early nor too late, and had to wait about fifteen minutes for their food to be served.

The clay pot rice here is freshly made in an authentic clay pot. The soup in the soup bowl is also cooked in a clay pot, and the taste is completely different from that cooked in an electric rice cooker, which is why the restaurant is always packed with customers.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of hot soup, Chen felt that all the fatigue of the day was gone. It would be even more perfect if he could ride his FQY26 motorcycle and take a stroll outside after dinner.

Seeing that Feng Qingyu didn't look very energetic, Chen didn't feel comfortable mentioning it, because she and Kal'tsit had spent several hours last night drinking hand-cranked coffee, and drinking coffee was quite tiring.

After finishing the latest few cases, she will have a relatively long vacation.

"Did you in Rhodes Island receive a vacation invitation from Dosores? I heard that the mayor of Dosores, Ms. Candela, sent it to some organizations and individuals she thought were good. Rhodes Island has performed very well recently and should be eligible. Wei Yanwu said he was busy, so he asked me to go in his place."

Chen fished out a dark blue envelope from his jacket pocket, the seal on it already opened.

"To be honest, it's not fun for me to go alone. I think it would be more interesting if you guys from Rhodes Island also went."

If I go alone, I won’t be able to ride a bike with Feng Qingyu, which would be boring.

What bad intentions could Twenty-Nine have?

"Dosores, I heard Instructor Dubin mentioned it. I heard it's a resort city, similar to Xiosta, but different in nature. The sea there needs to be replaced with water at least twice a year, similar to a large artificial lake. There is an extreme triathlon every summer there. I wonder if it's fun."

Feng Qingyu was unfamiliar with this place, and had not been to Rhodes Island yet. She had not yet received the mission to send Dosores abroad.

Some travel agencies did promote Dos Soares's travel programs in early summer, offering discounts to tourists who signed up for the tour. The longer the tour, the bigger the discount, and they also gave away small gifts such as swimsuits and sun-protective clothing.

Feng Qingyu especially wants to go to the beach. Speaking of the sea, there must be a beautiful and sexy swimsuit. The sea and the swimsuit are necessarily linked together.

Summer is definitely not complete without a swimsuit.

"I really envy you, Mr. Chen. Commander Wei actually lets you go on vacation at public expense, and eat and drink at public expense. I wish we could have this kind of treatment in Rhode Island someday. Remember to take some swimsuit photos and send them to me, so that I can comfort myself for working so hard and having no vacation."

Chen put away the invitation and used a spoon to stir the winter melon cubes in the soup bowl.

"Otherwise, I will tell Rhodes Island that I will be going on a mission and ask you to go with our Guards Bureau team. Rhodes Island and the Guards Bureau have a cooperative relationship, and your doctor Kal'tsit should have no reason to refuse. The departure date is the third of next month, and there is still time to complete the investigation of this case and clear your name. Then we can go together."

Faced with such an attractive proposal, Feng Qingyu certainly would not refuse.

Going to Bolivar with the Guards meant that he would be safe and would not be forced to make midnight snacks by the women of Rhode Island.

One Frost Star is enough, plus some brave and warlike women, such as Anaconda, Gavial, and Surtur. His own frail body is becoming increasingly haggard, and no amount of supplements can make up for it.

Until now, Feng Qingyu still feels like he has been hollowed out.

"Then I have to thank you, Mr. Chen. I have always wanted to take a long vacation without any fatigue. If I go with the Royal Guards, I don't have to worry about those women in Rhodes Island eating me up."

Chen curled up the corners of his mouth inadvertently, but soon his expression returned to normal.

"Don't worry. Xingxiong, I, and the barbecued pork cat won't do anything to you. You should trust us the most. We are colleagues after all."

Then, Feng Qingyu actually believed it. What bad intentions did everyone in the Guard Bureau have?

Just as they finished talking about Dosoles, the clay pot rice they ordered was served.

The sausage rice with Chen Dian looks particularly tempting, the rice grains are crystal clear and the taste is soft and smooth. Each slice of sausage in it has been arranged on the plate and becomes translucent after steaming. It has a good texture and the thickness is also uniform.

The side dishes are green vegetables and half a salted egg, topped with the store’s exclusive secret clay pot sauce, making for an affordable delicacy.

The mushroom chicken is not inferior to the cured meat. The mushrooms and chicken are all diced, and some diced carrots and fried peanuts are added. It has a strong aroma and the accompanying sauce is especially good with rice.

With only a few bites left, Feng Qingyu began to think about where to go next. It was not enough to just eat clay pot rice, he had to eat a few more dishes to make his trip here complete.

"Mr. Chen, is there anything else you want to eat later? I want to go to the dessert shop to eat tofu pudding."

"That's fine with me. You can sleep in the lounge of my office tonight, and I'll keep you company. We don't know how long it will take for the forensic department to find out, but their manager assured me it will be as quick as possible."

Chen was frowning because of the case, and Feng Qingyu started her traditional art again, using his hands to help smooth her eyebrows.

"Don't worry, I'm not anxious. Sir Chen, why are you so anxious? At most, I'll be detained for two days. I've been detained by the Royal Guard Bureau at least eight times, if not ten times. My mentality is as good as it can be."

However, this was not the only thing that made Chen feel anxious. After much hesitation, Chen still spoke his mind in a hesitant manner.

"Actually, I...I want you to help me massage my circular muscles. I was worried that you were too tired and had no energy, so I didn't ask. You know me. I work long hours and am under a lot of pressure. If I don't do something to relax my mind, I might collapse."

Chen felt embarrassed to bring up this matter with Feng Qingyu. Although she felt embarrassed, she was expecting a positive response.

Feng Qingyu and Kal'tsit made exactly the same choice.

"Emmm, if it's a massage, I'll use my hands to pound and knead you more, this level is OK. If you ask for too much, I might not be able to cope. Then pack two servings of tofu pudding to take back, I'll drink it later, and help you relieve the pressure first, Mr. Chen."

"Thank you..."

"Then drive faster, Mr. Chen."

"Um……"

They understood each other tacitly, and the return trip took half the time of the departure trip. Chen was looking forward to the subsequent contents. Although Feng Qingyu's massage skills could not compare with those of professional technicians in foot massage parlors and hair salons, it was enough for Chen.

Chen would feel uncomfortable if a stranger touched her. She didn't like it and would never try it. She would rather wait and let the fatigue accumulate until she couldn't accumulate any more before asking the person she liked for help.

After getting off the car, they took the elevator of the Guard Bureau, which was still open for use at night, directly to the 20th floor and returned to Chen's office.

Chen didn't turn on all the lights, nor the main lights, but a dimmer one. She didn't have to work tonight, so she didn't think it was necessary to make the office so bright.

Feng Qingyu chilled the packaged syrup and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Mr. Chen, I'll close the blinds first. You take a rest."

"please."

After all the blinds were drawn, Chen Ye changed into pajamas and slippers and waited in the lounge.

The space in the lounge is not as big as at home. The bed is a bit small and can barely accommodate two people sleeping together. There is only one quilt, which is just enough for two people to cover themselves.

As soon as Feng Qingyu entered the lounge, Chen couldn't wait to hug her.

"Finding an opportunity to be alone with you is harder than solving a case. I often regret sending you to Rhodes Island. I should have let you work by my side."

Chen bit her earlobe.

"Mr. Chen, why are you still talking about this at this time? It seems like I have to find a way to make you shut up."

The counterattack was more violent than Chen's sneak attack. Chen's breathing and right to speak were temporarily taken away, and he received a passionate and deep kiss.

The office door was locked and the blinds were drawn, so no one could see in here. And posting in the Guards' office seemed more interesting than at home.

The two bastions of taste buds were wrestling, pushing and shoving each other, refusing to give in, and throwing silver-white laser shells at each other.

The struggle ended only when all the energy was exhausted.

Thirty-style massage

"Mr. Chen, are you ready? I'm going to press three areas on you at the same time: your shoulders and your microcircular muscles. If you feel my strength is not appropriate, remember to speak up."

Feng Qingyu took out a bottle of massage wine in a transparent plastic bottle from the cabinet. The color of this wine was the same as alcohol, crystal clear, and its texture was like flowing jam. It was sold in a health product store in Longmen, which was hidden in a deep alley but had many visitors.

If you smell it carefully, the medicinal wine has a faint aroma, which is very pleasant.

Medicinal wine works wonders on micro-circular muscles. There will be pain during massage. If some medicated wine is added to the hands of the masseur or the body of the person being massaged, the effect will be very different.

It is a consensus that dry massage is not as effective as adding medicinal wine.

"Please. It's already this late, and I still need you to give me a massage. Although some people have advised me to go to a professional massage parlor, I feel that the hygiene there is not good and it's very messy. I can't accept it at all. Even if the environment is clean, I have never thought of going to that kind of place. I don't like strangers approaching me."

Feng Qingyu poured the medicinal wine on Chen, and Chen's skin felt cool.

"To be honest, I don't recommend going there. It's expensive and the massage therapists' skills aren't necessarily good."

Chen suddenly turned around and asked, "How do you know? Have you been there?"

Feng Qingyu smiled bitterly, then shook his head, "No, my former subordinates went there, and when they came back they shared their thoughts with me, and even advised me not to go to a certain massage parlor, because those people were also playing tricks on me, and the prices were different before and after."

"Oh... please don't go. I don't want to."

"Why would I go to a massage parlor if I have nothing to do? The people who can give massages in our Rhode Island Medical Department are much better than those in massage parlors."

"You philandering scumbag, you keep talking about Rhodes Island, Rhodes Island. I think you are completely in love with Rhodes Island."

"What a scumbag! Sir Chen, don't tense your shoulders so much, or it will hurt when you press on them later."

Feng Qingyu repeatedly explained that he thought Rhodes Island was good only because everyone on Rhodes Island was noble. Although their personalities were strange, they were all kind-hearted and their love was true love, but he never forgot his identity as a Longmen police officer.

Every once in a while, she would take out her uniform, badge, and warrant, examine them carefully, and then put them away.

"My eyes are a little sore, so I'll close them and rest for a while. You can get started. I've already locked the door and I've also informed the interrogation room. No one will come to trouble you tonight."

"it is good."

Then, Feng Qingyu first moved her hands, rubbed the massage wine evenly on her hands, and then gently pressed Chen's muscles. She felt that Chen's body was very stiff, as if he hadn't relaxed for a long time.

The high-pressure life and work were like two huge mountains pressing down on Chen's shoulders. In addition to fighting the Integration Movement and cleaning up the mess, he was busy all day long, and he also had to maintain law and order in the area and train new people. It would be strange if he could relax.

Under Feng Qingyu's light massage, her muscles gradually became tense.

The strength and position of the massage are generally from shallow to deep, followed by the second stage, which requires the use of a massage hammer to gently tap the area that needs massage. It is a black, delicately made hammer with a soft hammer head, which is specially designed to avoid hurting the person being massaged.

Chen felt very comfortable as the massage hammer tapped on his muscles.

Although she was not used to the feeling of being hit on her body by this thing at first, she soon felt it was not bad and adapted to Feng Qingyu's massage rhythm.

"If I could be treated like this every day, I wouldn't be so bad-tempered. I feel my temper has improved since I met you. Xingxiong and Wei Yanwu both said so."

Chen knew that he couldn't live so comfortably every day, and he hated that the time for rest and enjoyment was always too short.

"I think so too. Women can be strong, independent, and decisive, but they should still smile more when they should. The most important thing in life is to be happy."

"You've said this line many times. Change it next time. I'm tired of hearing it."

"Let's not talk about that. How is the progress of your special inspection team? I haven't handled a case for a long time and I am very interested in the case."

Chen felt a little unhappy to be talking about work at this time. However, the case was closely related to Feng Qingyu's freedom and reputation, so it was normal to ask a few more questions. He was involved in a murder case and could still chat and laugh with others. His mentality was really good.

It was fortunate that it was Feng Qingyu, otherwise anyone else would have definitely cried and screamed.

"We have found cigarette butts at the crime scene that were suspected to be left behind by the murderer. One of the witnesses also provided clues, saying that early this morning, One-Eye and a woman argued for a long time downstairs in her house. If it was a long time, it must be enough time to smoke two cigarettes."

"Well, then?"

"We are sending the evidence to the forensic department now. We can continue the investigation once the results come out. The criminal acted on impulse and did not make a careful plan. This case is much easier than the unsolved cases we have solved before."

"I want to know some clues about the murderer."

"The murderer was about 1.7 meters tall, had a long tail, was wearing grey clothes and had short black hair. The other parts were not clear to the witness because he was nearsighted."

Feng Qingyu put together what Chen described and thought of a person.

"Mr. Chen, the only person I can think of is that guy, who works in the Guards Bureau, likes to wear gray clothes, and has short black hair."

She didn't say the other person's name, but Chen knew who it was.

"I have speculated so too, but there is no evidence to prove it. Inspector Leng and One-Eye have a relationship or have had private dealings with each other. Investigating a case requires evidence. If you identify the murderer based on subjective conjecture, you will be sued for defamation. I don't want to pay money to that kind of garbage."

Chen turned on the air conditioner.

She was feeling a bit hot now, and the massage wine started to heat up when it was rubbed into her skin. Although it was very comfortable and relaxed, she started to sweat after a while. The French windows in the office were completely closed, so it was not suitable to open the windows on the side of the office at night. Only by turning on the air conditioner could she avoid feeling stuffy.

Summer is coming soon in Longmen, and I often feel too stuffy to sleep at night. It doesn’t matter if the air-conditioning fee is a little expensive. Although I feel sad when paying it, Chen feels relieved when he thinks that he will be too hot to sleep and it will affect his work the next day.

"Give me two wet wipes. I want to wipe my face. They're in the blue box on the top shelf of the left cabinet."

"Yes, sir, but it's not convenient for me to give you a massage now. My hands are covered with your sweat and medicinal wine, and I'm worried about dirtying your things. Also, what kind of wet wipes do you want? It would be more convenient to take a shower directly later."

While they were struggling over whether to take it or not, the manager of the forensic department called Chen. Chen answered the phone halfway through the massage.

"Hey, Sir An, are the results out?"

"Mr. Chen, I'm out. I have a great discovery. Would it be convenient for you to come now? I'll be waiting for you in the office. Ah... who are you? Dong——"

There was a burst of noise on the other end of the line, and then the call was disconnected.

31. The Second Murder

The forensic office was a mess. Feng Qingyu arrived earlier than Chen. Chen was still wiping his sweat and putting on his clothes, but Feng Qingyu just washed his hands with soap and came down.

There was only one person in the office, Sir An, the head of the forensic department who had talked to Chen and had just called. However, the person had already been killed, and the body was still warm. Blood was splattered on the equipment, the table and the floor. The situation was horrific.

The murderer was very cruel and cut the poor man's throat with a knife.

"damn it……"