Chapter 34 "Don't interrupt me."

"I calculated it." Bai Qianzhou flicked her fingertips slightly, her tone light and laced with a hint of confidence.

"Um... you calculated it?" The policewoman questioning her looked at Bai Qianzhou in shock, unsure of how to proceed.

Calculated?

Is it really okay for a teenage girl to be this superstitious?

The policewoman began to consider whether she should give Bai Qianzhou a lecture on the law once the statement was finished.

"Let me take over," a deep, steady voice rang out. Bai Qianzhou turned her head.

A police officer walked in, standing as straight as a pine tree. Beneath a high-bridged nose, his lips were set in a firm line, with the corners slightly upturned.

"Captain Bai, she..." The policewoman stood up to greet him, then looked at Bai Qianzhou with a hint of concern.

"I’m aware of the situation. Leave the rest to me," Bai Jingcheng said slowly.

"Understood." The policewoman handed the partially completed statement to Bai Jingcheng and walked out.

"Brother Jingcheng? Why are you here?" Seeing him, Pei Yanlin’s eyes lit up with surprise, and he hurriedly stood up.

"Aunt and Uncle called me, so I came to check on things," Bai Jingcheng said, lowering his head slightly to focus on the statement.

"Little sister, this is our eldest cousin from our maternal uncle’s side, Bai Jingcheng. He’s a criminal investigator—a very capable one," Pei Yanlin whispered to Bai Qianzhou, his voice like a gentle breeze, tinged with pride.

Bai Qianzhou looked at him. She noticed a layer of upright energy enveloping his golden aura of merit, which made her nod to herself. She thought: This Bai Jingcheng is indeed an upright man.

"Yanlin, I heard the emergency call report that someone was attempting a knife attack in the Silver Tripod Mall’s underground parking lot. Are you sure it was her who calculated it?"

Bai Jingcheng looked at Bai Qianzhou, who was obediently eating a lollipop, his tone carrying a mix of skepticism and professional gravity.

"Yes, it happened like this..." Pei Yanlin recounted how Bai Qianzhou had performed fortune-telling for Duan Ming, warning him to keep his wife away from the underground parking lot.

"I see. Then... Zhouzhou, do you know why that man wanted to kill you?" Bai Jingcheng asked, turning his gaze back to Bai Qianzhou.

"Wait, Brother Jingcheng, haven't you already caught the guy? Don't tell me you haven't gotten a confession out of him yet?" Pei Yanlin raised an eyebrow, his eyes twinkling with playful mockery.

However, Bai Jingcheng gave him a stern look, as if to say, "Don't interrupt."

It was true that they hadn't gotten a confession yet. The suspect simply wouldn't say a word, no matter what they asked, and they were all pulling their hair out in frustration.

"Little sister, can you help Brother Jingcheng? Once you're done, I'll have him treat us to a good meal." Pei Yanlin crouched down in front of Bai Qianzhou, gently opening a bottle of strawberry milk for her.

Bai Qianzhou bit on the straw and didn't speak; she simply held up two fingers, her expression indifferent.

"Brother Jingcheng, if you want my sister to help you, it’s two thousand in cash," Pei Yanlin said with a helpless smile, knowing well that Bai Qianzhou’s fees were never high and that these two fingers were exactly the price she wanted.

Bai Qianzhou nodded. That was right—two thousand.

"...Can you really make him talk?" Bai Jingcheng looked at her.

Although he was skeptical, as a captain of the Criminal Investigation Division, he was aware of certain metaphysical matters. He had even had contact with the Special Case Department a few times and did not oppose such things.

However, could this teenage girl really make a murderer confess his crimes?

"I can. But when I go in, you cannot follow. Only after I’ve finished talking with him can you come in," Bai Qianzhou said, taking the straw out of her mouth to look at Bai Jingcheng.

"Why?" Bai Jingcheng asked, perplexed.