[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi":3,"chapter-reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-chapter-27":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Reborn in 2014: I Am the King of Criminal Investigation",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2315883,4529,"Chapter 27: I Am Qu Tuotuo","reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-chapter-27",27,"\u003Cp>The subsequent interrogation was more or less what Yu Dazhang expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Lingjie was still playing dumb, slowly revealing bits of the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Lu Zhongxin felt more confident and no longer rushed to solve the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew clearly that the complexity of this case had exceeded his capabilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, he would report the situation and ask his superiors to reassemble a special task force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although this would affect his future career, he had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lack of ability is lack of ability; no amount of grit can change that—it has nothing to do with effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was still a glimmer of hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zhongxin wanted Yu Dazhang to give it a try, and also to give himself a chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six p.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang stared at the surveillance screen showing Kong Lingjie, and a wave of drowsiness hit him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaaaaaaaa~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long yawn drew sidelong glances from all the team members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fatty was even tearing up…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, sorry~” Yu Dazhang waved apologetically:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fat people are just like this—easily sleepy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew today’s interrogation would yield nothing; his master and the suspect were doing the same thing… exhausting each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Yu Dazhang was currently very relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was another reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could now be certain that this lifetime’s Lu Zhongxin would not commit suicide over this case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the clues ran dry and the real killer couldn’t be found, the case would become cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Solving it would be better—everyone on the task force could earn merit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either outcome would not lead to Lu Zhongxin’s suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s enough; why even need a bicycle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the goal was achieved, the mind naturally relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can go home,” one team member said to Yu Dazhang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That… wouldn’t be right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang would rather nap here than leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the only newcomer on the task force; even for rotating breaks, he shouldn’t be the first to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem,” another team member patted Yu Dazhang:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve worked hard all day—go home, rest up, we’ve got things covered here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others immediately agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go on, go on—if anything new comes up, we’ll call you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang put on a hesitant expression, clearly unwilling to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two team members stepped forward, one pushing him toward the door, the other opening it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go home early and sleep. If you think of a new breakthrough, write it down—or call us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I…” Yu Dazhang stammered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bang!” The door slammed shut from inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang blinked twice at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why so polite?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When did he become this popular?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew only that his own goal had been achieved, but the others didn’t see it that way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who in this task force didn’t join to solve the case?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The honor that was within reach was slipping farther away, and they might even lose face—anyone would be anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So now, in their eyes, Yu Dazhang was the village’s… no, the entire team’s last hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fatty can’t collapse—if he does, we’re all done for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Yu Dazhang got home, he was about to eat when his phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought it was the task force calling, but the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why couldn’t an unfamiliar number be from the task force?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the number was too flashy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>13…888888—the string of eights nearly blinded Yu Dazhang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just this number alone must be worth tens of thousands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello?” Yu Dazhang pressed answer, nerves fluttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing? Just off work?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp, sweet voice, like a girl next door, came from the other end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang froze for a moment, then realized:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wrong number.” He hung up, tossed the phone on the table, picked up his bowl, and muttered before eating:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is KTV competition really this fierce now? Even girls are calling to lure customers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xuehe placed a bowl of soup on the table and asked casually:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who called just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Telemarketing,” Yu Dazhang replied vaguely, chopsticks darting to grab food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Family Villa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Tuotuo stared at her phone’s dead tone for a full minute before snapping back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Scammer!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grabbed her newly bought Peppa Pig doll and punched its belly hard twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, she brought the doll close and gently patted it, as if it were real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She placed the doll back on the bedside table, then angrily picked up her phone again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did he really hang up by mistake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She double-checked the number—she had dialed correctly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two possibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please… collect… 6…9…books…now…!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either the number was made up, and she’d just called a stranger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t recognize her voice… The more she thought about it, the more likely this seemed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d wanted to call him during the day but feared disturbing his work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After waiting all day, she finally waited until after work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d rehearsed several opening lines, finally settling on the one that sounded most natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She should’ve just stated her name right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than a week had passed since their police-citizen cooperation at People’s Park; Qu Tuotuo had been waiting for Yu Dazhang to come find her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very least, she’d helped him catch a thief—shouldn’t he have come to thank her in person?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, he had thanked her back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d asked for his contact info—didn’t he understand what that meant?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or was it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never intended to see her again… The thought made her chest tighten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Tuotuo knew her looks—she’d known since middle school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boys in her class always sneaked glances at her, and she often found little notes in her desk, like love letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The content was childish and cringey~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She always ignored them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never replied, never told the teacher, just pretended she never saw them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she grew older, this happened more frequently, and she gradually became numb to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this reason, she’d specifically learned self-defense abroad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What else could she do? She was far from home—she had to learn to protect herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her looks had failed to work on that bastard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was she so certain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple—if that fatty had truly seen her as a goddess, would he have kissed her without hesitation?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many liked her, but none dared to just kiss her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not one!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless he truly didn’t care about her at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To outsiders, Qu Tuotuo was a wealthy young lady who had returned from abroad and seen the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in reality, she was traditional, conservative, and introverted, with hardly any friends at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Mi was the only person she could truly open up to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She never imagined that upon returning to China, she would meet her lifelong rival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her prized self-defense skills served only as entertainment in front of that obese bastard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You think you can run after provoking me?” Qu Tuotuo glared at the Peppa Pig doll on the nightstand, furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dream on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked up her phone again and quickly typed a message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang, mid-meal, glanced at his phone on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Got a message?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody used text messages for communication even in 2014.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped the screen with his chopsticks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again, that number…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did they start promoting text messages?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, he quickly noticed something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life, he often received spam calls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once he hung up or ignored them, they never called again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d never seen anyone keep sending texts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this really be for me? Yu Dazhang put down his chopsticks and opened the message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It read:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m Qu Tuotuo. Call me back within five minutes, or else…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or else what?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now she’s threatening me… Yu Dazhang’s head throbbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss, what did I ever do to you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1274,"2026-06-20T14:22:46.062Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7b63537b5693edfd2443767e1abe15b6d237466e42af098fca3c6b0d6fb424c0","reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-chapter-28","reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-chapter-26",763,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-cover.jpg"]