Qiao Ying came to the Technical Investigation Section, where Guo Siyan was sorting out the evidence chain of the recent case.
A huge curved desk was filled with files, so cluttered that there was no room to put a cup of coffee.
Guo Siyan was compiling on the computer, tapping his fingers very fast.
"Brother Siyan, your coffee."
Guo Siyan's eyes never left the computer screen, "Just leave it here, thank you."
Qiao Ying said angrily, "Look where I can put it?"
Guo Siyan clicked the mouse, and pages of paper were spit out from the laser printer. Guo Siyan adjusted his glasses.
"You wait here for a moment, I have to send this thing over first."
He took the report and left, leaving the office and quickly running to the elevator.
Qiao Ying drank coffee and sat calmly in front of the computer. She found the SD card that had been installed in the card reader behind the keyboard, reached out and plugged it into the computer again.
A progress bar for data reading appeared, and she clicked on it with ease.
The video of the wasp killing people jumped into her sight, and then she took out a very small USB signal transmitter and inserted it firmly into the computer.
The computer immediately popped up the driver interface.
Qiao Ying skillfully entered a long list of secret keys, logged into the all-English transmission interface, and dragged the video into it.
Until the [transmitting] interface popped up on the computer screen and the progress bar started to beat. She leaned forward with her whole body, twisted her neck and shoulder blades, and casually flipped through the information on the desktop.
Not only was she not anxious while waiting, she was even a little idle, as if this was not the first time this happened.
I had to flip through page after page, which were all the main technical analysis results in the case, such as some death reports, identification of murder weapons, etc.
She turned to a page and read it with great interest. It roughly talked about how to use microalgae bioluminescence tracking to finally find the suspect.
She held her chin up and said, "Jiang Lian, it seems I still underestimated you."
She flicked the report with her finger and said, "The performance is good and deserves a commendation."
She put down the information and saw a group photo hanging on the wall, showing all the members of the city bureau. Her eyes scanned everyone's bodies and finally landed on herself.
In the photo, I am smiling helplessly, and Hong Qian next to me is showing all eight teeth.
She still remembered that she didn't like to laugh, but the captain who sprayed people like a sprinkler always liked to tease herself. On the day of the photo shoot, he half-coerced her into laughing.
She hummed silently, feeling extremely childish.
This big boy-like anti-narcotics captain has been disconnected wherever he traces over the years, and has never been able to dig out Xingjin's complete drug trading network.
His temper is getting worse and worse, he has no memory at all, and he is full of energy to rush forward, like a weakling who cannot be beaten, but he has never doubted the people around him.
Footsteps in the corridor sounded from a distance, and she looked back at the screen.
[Transmitting, 69% completed]
"suck……"
She smacked her lips in dissatisfaction, but the footsteps in the corridor did not slow down because of this, and instead came closer even more anxiously.
Guo Siyan rushed back with the information in his hand. As soon as he opened the door, Qiao Ying was hurriedly wiping the messy desktop. The computer had been placed on top of the "Technical Investigation Manual", which was covered with piles and piles.
Messy documents.
"Sorry, the coffee was spilled."
Guo Siyan immediately came over to check, but Qiao Ying handed over another cup of coffee, "Yours wasn't spilled, drink it while it's hot."
She turned around as if nothing had happened and used a tissue to wipe the table where the coffee had been spilled.
"Don't worry, luckily I was quick and didn't harm any of your treasures, but my clothes were damaged."
After wiping the desktop, Qiao Ying moved the computer down. Under Guo Siyan's nose, using the cover of a few pieces of white paper, she unplugged the USB signal transmitter and the SD card.
She opened the hidden computer screen and began to help him organize the pile of information.
Guo Siyan: "I'll do it."
Qiao Ying was wise and got out of the way. Guo Siyan didn't like anyone touching his things.
Guo Siyan glanced at the desktop, frowned and said, "Did you see an SD card?"
Qiao Ying bent down, pretended to pick it up from the ground, and handed the SD card that had been hidden in her hand back to him.
"It's okay, it's okay. It's not lost. Maybe it was messed up on the ground just now. Take a quick look. It shouldn't be broken, right?"
Guo Siyan took it, "It's okay, no need, I have backups."
Qiao Ying walked out of the technical investigation office and put her hand in her pants pocket. The small USB signal transmitter slid in smoothly. In the other hand, the unfinished coffee was thrown into the trash can. She was out of shape.
He walked forward in a hurry, the corners of his confident mouth gradually raised.
She came back with melodious steps, but there was one more person in her seat. Qin Man came to her specially and jumped at the empty space. He was holding her photo frame and looking at it intently.
She immediately adjusted her tone and said, "Why are you here?"
Qin Man put down the photo frame and said, "I didn't expect you to still keep this photo."
This is a group photo from a long time ago. Most of the colors have been faded. A middle-aged woman is surrounded by several half-year-old children. That is the director of Shuangye Orphanage, Wu Fengfang, who has been devoted to the orphanage all her life.
In the orphanage, the children called her Wu Ma.
All of them were smiling, except for the little girl in the lower right corner, whose lips were slightly raised, like a lady, smiling without showing her teeth.
This girl looks like a scaled down version of Qiao Ying now.
Qiao Ying said melancholy, "This is my only childhood photo, so of course I don't want to throw it away."
Qin Man: "I can hardly remember what Mother Wu looked like when she was young."
Qiao Ying picked up the photo frame and said, "Of course you don't remember how old you were at that time."
"Have you visited her?"
Qiao Ying's face drooped visibly, "She passed away two years ago."
Qin Man's breathing slowed down to the point where he didn't want to move more.
She vaguely remembered the morning when the Special Intelligence Department drove to pick her up. Wu Ma packed her things and urged her to get up and go downstairs. The old woman with gray hair on her temples was as attentive as rushing for her child to take an exam.
She knew she had entered the Special Intelligence Department, and she was very proud and reluctant to give up.
Before she left for the mission, she had quietly stood in the distance, watching her lying on the rocking chair, gently patting the back of the child in her arms, and humming the lullaby tunes she had heard since childhood.
Qin Man did not step forward to disturb her, but he did not expect that this would be his last look in this life.
"I haven't gone back to see her yet."
Qiao Ying's loneliness is not an act.
"She died, and the Frostleaf Orphanage no longer exists. All that is left is this photo."
"If you have time, I can take you to see her. Her tomb is in the maple forest next to the orphanage."