A Female Forensic Doctor Transmigrates into a Book as the Female Supporting Character Chapter 409 -: Hotel

“You came to find me in the dead of night just to utter these pleasantries?”

Feng Jing, noticing Yin Tao’s averted gaze, deliberately lowered his collar to gauge her reaction. Upon seeing the blush creeping up Ying Tao’s ears, Feng Jing set aside his mischievous intentions.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about the case, I genuinely can’t fall asleep. Brother Feng, do you already have a strategy? Could we perhaps discuss it?” Yin Tao had intended to go to bed earlier, but the moment she lay down, her mind became a whirlwind of case clues. Her thoughts were so scattered that she knew she wouldn't find rest until she organized them clearly.

“Alright, get into bed first.” Feng Jing glanced at Yin Tao, who resembled a startled quail, and couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle. “Your slippers seem a bit thin. This case is rather intricate. Sit yourself down on the bed, and I’ll explain it to you slowly.”

“Oh.” Yin Tao readily agreed and swiftly hopped onto the bed.

“As you’ve likely surmised, the USB drive probably holds evidence of the black market activities that Secretary Xu was aware of,” Feng Jing shared his conjecture with Yin Tao. Having shared these experiences together, Yin Tao could grasp the situation easily.

“So, back then, Secretary Xu was also quite hesitant about exposing the black market’s crimes, unaware that such a tragedy would befall him.” Yin Tao reflected on Xu Shan, who had narrowly escaped death at the Children’s Home. She wished she could place the murderer on an autopsy table and examine their heart to see if one truly existed.

“Brother Feng, could the true mastermind behind the black market actually be Wan Zhe?”

Yin Tao had never suspected Wan Zhe of orchestrating Xu Shan’s parents’ demise. Based on the accounts of numerous individuals, Wan Zhe did not strike one as someone capable of such an act, unless his deception ran exceptionally deep.

“Not necessarily,” Feng Jing responded without hesitation. “Before I departed just now, I showed Liu Jing a photograph of Wan Zhe. She felt that the individual in the casual attire was not Wan Zhe. That person was a bit taller than Wan Zhe, and their build bore a greater resemblance to mine.”

“What if the person in casual wear isn’t the black market’s boss?”

“That’s certainly possible,” Feng Jing stated, adjusting Yin Tao’s blanket. “Therefore, the most effective approach is to locate the USB drive. Without concrete evidence, we cannot apprehend the murderer, even if we ascertain their identity.”

Noticing Yin Tao’s furrowed brow, Feng Jing gently reached out and smoothed it for her. “Let’s visit Liang Yi tomorrow and see if he’s amenable to assisting us. Following that, we’ll go see Xu Shan and ascertain if she recalls anything about that locust tree. After all, the USB drive was most likely concealed by Xu Rui, and it might hold some significance for him. If…”

As Feng Jing was mid-sentence, he observed Yin Tao, who had been leaning against the headboard, slowly sliding downwards.

“You’ve been on the move with me all day; you must be exhausted,” Feng Jing murmured, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on Yin Tao’s forehead. He tucked her in before turning to leave for the adjacent room.

The following morning, upon waking, Feng Jing and Yin Tao set off for Cheng Fei’s residence. Yin Tao had specifically contacted Cheng Fei, informing him that they needed to see Liang Yi urgently to discuss a pressing matter.

Despite his slight bewilderment, Cheng Fei assented.

While in the car, Yin Tao looked at Feng Jing, who was driving, with a sheepish expression. “Brother Feng, I must apologize for falling asleep halfway through our conversation yesterday.”

“I’m already immensely pleased that you were willing to accompany me. Xiaotao, there’s no need for you to apologize to me. Regardless of what occurred, I would always choose to forgive you. I simply cannot bring myself to be angry with you.”

In truth, Feng Jing harbored reservations about involving Yin Tao in such a risky endeavor. However, based on his understanding of her character, he knew Yin Tao would not find peace if he proceeded without her.

“Brother Feng, if we can successfully resolve this case, shall we visit Grandpa Feng together when we return home, okay?”

Yin Tao gazed at Feng Jing, finding the unfolding events almost dreamlike. Feng Jing had consistently shown unwavering faith in her and had accompanied her through it all.

“Of course, we’ll go home together.” Though Feng Jing’s voice remained calm, his gaze softened with exceptional tenderness. It was only in Yin Tao’s presence that Feng Jing experienced genuine warmth and happiness.

Upon their arrival at Cheng Fei’s house, Liang Yi was already awaiting Feng Jing and Yin Tao.

“I’ll prepare a pot of tea for you all. Please converse at your leisure.” Cheng Fei, sensing the gravity of the discussion Feng Jing and Yin Tao intended to have with Liang Yi, discreetly excused himself, leaving them to their private conversation.

“Why have you come here again? I’ve already stated that Liu Jing’s disappearance has no connection to me,” Liang Yi remarked, his voice lowered as he watched Cheng Fei retreat towards the kitchen, before turning his attention to Feng Jing and Yin Tao.