Chapter 3561 This Forensic Doctor Is a Bit Weird (24)

Su Qiao glanced at the people in the conference room and felt that it was meaningless to sit here and listen to their nonsensical discussions.

Put away the notebook, stand up: "I'll go with you, I'm fine now anyway."

"Okay, let's go together then!"

After all, Su Qiao specializes in psychology. Tao Junhui thinks that if she asks her to see Sun Zhihao and his neighbors more, she might be able to see something.

It's a pity that Su Xiyan next to him didn't think so, and 'cut' angrily: "It's unnecessary."

Su Qiao didn't bother to pay attention to her at all, so she took the notebook and followed Xiao Li and the others out.

Tao Junhui looked at Su Xiyan sternly: "Since Xiao Qiao has such speculation, she must have her reasons and basis, she is not a boring person, on the contrary, she is extremely serious about her work and has strong professional skills. , I hope you don't bring personal emotions to work."

He had listened to her words before, and Su Qiao was arrogant and didn't always like to explain, so he misunderstood her.

Looking at the situation now, what reason does he have to doubt Su Qiao?

What made him annoyed and guilty was that he knew Su Qiao's temperament, yet he trusted Su Xiyan so easily.

"you……"

Su Xiyan didn't expect that he would treat her like this, so she clenched her fists in anger.

But thinking that this is the conference room, there are many colleagues around, and she was really impulsive just now, so even though she was very angry, she still managed to endure it.

"I know, I was the one who made a blunder."

Tao Junhui wanted to say a few more words to her, but seeing her like this, he stopped the thought.

Xiaoyan has always been smart and sensible, and it should have been just a matter of temperament just now, so don't be too arrogant in front of her colleagues.

Su Qiao didn't know that because of her, there was a second conflict between Tao Junhui and Su Xiyan, and Su Xiyan's impression of Tao Junhui was no longer so good.

At least what she said, he would put a question mark first, instead of believing it easily.

She went back to the office to get her briefcase, and before she had time to eat, she went out with Xiao Li and Yu Qiang. Du Muhan, who had wanted to eat with her, threw it away.

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On the way there, Su Qiao roughly read the information of Sun Zhihao and Ding Peixin in the car.

Ding Peixin is missing, let's not talk about it, her focus is on her husband, Sun Zhihao.

Sun Zhihao, 27 this year, is very young. His family runs a cultural art company and owns a gallery. He can be regarded as a young and promising painter.

Looking at the photo, at first glance, the person looks good.

He is tall and thin, dressed very well, watches and clothes are low-key famous brands, there is a faint smell of ink on his body, and there is a bit of melancholy between his eyebrows.

Because he runs a gallery and his family's company, he has the breath of a businessman and the gentle and melancholy of an artist.

All in all, a relatively successful man.

There are very few people who can take care of both hobbies and family business like this.

Seeing Su Qiao and Xiao Li outside the door, Sun Zhihao was a little surprised, but it was only for a moment.

Some impatiently invited the two in and sat down. He didn't even bother to pour a glass of water, and asked very rudely: "Is there any clue?"

Su Qiao got up and interrupted him: "Trouble, borrow the bathroom."

"Over there." Sun Zhihao glanced at Su Qiao's beautiful face, barely suppressed his anger, and pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

Su Qiao nodded slightly to him, and walked gracefully to the bathroom.