I bowed my head and kissed her lightly, saying in a very soft voice: "That's amazing."

  She buried her face in my chest and said, "Hmph... I can be even more formidable. The most difficult person to deal with is a real old detective."

  I knew she was right, so I just held her tight and said, "Don't worry, I'm here." When necessary, I will stand up and take everything on my shoulders.

  She whispered: "No, it's time for you to witness the greatness of the Suspense Master."

  However, Tan Jiao was indeed not bragging. Later, when facing Old Ding, a veteran detective, she responded with ease.

  Not long after, Old Ding arrived, followed by the young man from earlier and another middle-aged detective with a solemn expression.

  This wasn't my first meeting with Old Ding, but for him, it was. Originally, in the many days after Wu Miao's death, I went to the police station to look for him. He always had a face of wind and frost, as well as a face of guilt: "Wu Miao, we've been working hard, we'll definitely catch him." Even when I emotionally collapsed at the police station one time, yelling and scolding the police for their irresponsibility, he stopped his subordinates from driving me away, silently sending me out instead.

  It's all over.

  The old Ding in front of him was not the captain of the criminal police team who was tortured by a sense of responsibility and guilt a month later, or several months later. He was about forty years old, with an average height, wearing an old leather jacket, but with an old face, a square face and a deep forehead, with wise and relaxed eyes shining through his eyes.

  He first exchanged a glance with me, and I felt a surge of emotions, smiling in a complicated way. He nodded slightly, looking at Tan Jiao.

  "Miss, speak slowly and tell me again from the beginning." Old Ding said gently, "What's going on?"

  Tan Jiaoming's expression was more solemn and serious, her eyes weak but also stubborn - actually revealing her true nature - she repeated what she had just said to the young detective.

  The three detectives were all silent. Old Ding lit a cigarette, and suddenly looked at me again. I didn't know what his gaze meant or if he had noticed something, then asked Tan Jiao: "Who caught you? Did you see their appearance?"

  Tan Jiao replied, "I didn't see clearly at first. But in that house, one time I pretended to sleep and saw one of them." She hesitated for a moment, as if trying to recall, then described Liu Fuyu's appearance.

  This was also what I and Tan Jiao had discussed beforehand. We could expose Chen Xingjian's appearance, general residence and situation, but we couldn't reveal his identity clearly. Firstly, we were afraid of arousing the police's suspicion, secondly, there was no evidence at present, if they investigated Chen Xingjian first, it would be like beating the grass to scare away the snake, how could we catch the second person then? Our ultimate goal was the second person, the mastermind.

  Lao Ding fell silent for a while, then asked: "That night when this person was catching you, did he say anything? Were there any specific actions? Can you recall it carefully?"

  I also looked at Tan Jiao, involving details. This is something we cannot discuss and predict in advance.

  Tan Jiao paused for a moment, then said: "He was wearing a hat with a slightly large brim that bumped against the back of my head. His hands were very clean and didn't have any unusual smell. I was so scared at the time that I struggled desperately, but he had great strength and his arms were solid, definitely someone who worked out regularly. He was roughly... half a head shorter than my boyfriend. At the time..." Tan Jiao closed her eyes to think for a moment, then said: "He spoke! He said one sentence, he said: Baby... I've got you now. Don't be afraid, we'll make you feel very comfortable and happy..."