23: Chapter 23 How come it's you?

The caller was Administrator Aunt Liu.

She reminded him of the location and time for the blind date.

11:00 AM, at the 'Mood Restaurant' in Chengxi District.

After hanging up, Zhao Jian saw that it was already nearly eight o'clock.

There wasn't much time left after getting washed up and traveling there.

He got up and set off.

But just as he was leaving, the intelligence screen appeared before him.

【Today's Intelligence (Blue): Xu Chen, a tenant at No. 011 Xingsheng Street in Bacun, murdered a female student six months ago and has been on the run ever since. Now, he has set his sights on a new prey.】

Bacun is in the Chengbei District.

There were no Yuanzi for this intelligence, but it was his duty to eradicate crime.

Zhao Jian dialed the police.

He provided all the details about Xu Chen being a fugitive murderer and his current rental location.

But he did not reveal his real name.

To prevent retaliation.

Approaching eleven o'clock, he arrived at the entrance of the Mood Restaurant.

It was a restaurant in an urban village, not exactly luxurious.

But there were quite a few customers.

Aunt Liu had already reserved a spot in advance, Private Room No. 3.

Zhao Jian walked through the lobby and found the proprietress to ask:

"Boss, how do I get to Private Room No. 3?"

"No. 3? Are you surnamed Zhao?"

The proprietress was beautiful and still had a charming allure.

The way she looked at Zhao Jian revealed satisfaction and joy.

It made Zhao Jian feel creeped out.

He kept a straight face and quietly distanced himself from the proprietress.

Arriving at the private room, the proprietress was very enthusiastic.

"Come in, have a seat first."

"The tea hasn't steeped yet, I'll get you a drink."

She ran back and forth, apologizing with a smile to other customers who were rushing their orders, all while staying busy taking care of Zhao Jian.

Something was wrong!

Zhao Jian thought to himself: Could she be Aunt Liu's granddaughter?

Just as he was about to ask, another person entered the private room.

Sporting bright blue hair.

Without even looking at her face, Zhao Jian guessed it was Zhang Xinxin from her hair and figure.

"Mom, I'm hungry, hurry up and serve the food." Zhang Xinxin sat down heavily and immediately complained of hunger.

The proprietress replied dotingly: "Wait, I'll have your dad make it for you right now. What do you want to eat, Xinxin?"

After listing the dishes, Zhang Xinxin finally turned her gaze toward Zhao Jian's position.

"Why is it you!"

Zhao Jian thought to himself: I was about to ask you that!

"Oh, Big Brother, you act cool on the outside, but you're actually secretly in love with me, right? You even went to my grandmother for an introduction; you're quite thoughtful."

Zhang Xinxin moved to sit next to Zhao Jian.

And lightly bumped him with her shoulder.

"It's just a coincidence." Zhao Jian remained calm on the surface.

If he had known earlier that the girl he was meeting was Zhang Xinxin.

He definitely wouldn't have come!

"You two know each other? That's great, that's great. You guys chat, I'll go to the kitchen and rush them." The proprietress left happily.

Leaving Zhao Jian and Zhang Xinxin in the private room.

"Big Brother, since we're on a blind date, why don't you treat me to something expensive?"

"You want me to treat you at your own restaurant?"

Oh no, he'd run into a dining shill!

Knowing Zhao Jian was stingy, Zhang Xinxin was already used to his refusals.

She continued to act coquettishly:

"We still have to pay for the stock at our own place. Big Brother, look at that abalone, lobster, sea cucumber, and deer antler on the menu; they are so delicious."

It made Zhao Jian want to try them too.

Just when he was thinking about being generous for once and splurging on a lobster meal.

The private room door was pushed open.

Two Police Officers entered and asked: "Zhao Jian?"

"Yes, that's me." Zhao Jian stood up.

"Don't be nervous, we're here to ask you about a situation."

As they spoke, they moved closer.

Zhao Jian guessed it was related to the murderer, Xu Chen.

He wasn't nervous; the intelligence provided by the system wouldn't be wrong, and even if they hadn't caught the person, there would be clues left behind.

It wouldn't constitute filing a false police report.

But Zhang Xinxin was nervous.

She didn't know what crime Zhao Jian had committed, only that he had come to the restaurant for a blind date because of her.

Out of moral obligation, she had to save him!

"Big Brother, run! I'll hold them off!" With a roar, Zhang Xinxin picked up a chair, ready to break the law.

Zhao Jian was quick to grab her.

"What are you doing?"

He thought to himself: Don't turn a simple inquiry into a public order violation!

The two Police Officers took a step back.

After calming Zhang Xinxin down, Zhao Jian smiled and said to the two men:

"My younger sister here loves role-playing. She spends all day fantasizing that she's a big star. She thinks we're filming 'Infernal Affairs', sorry about that."

It was a far-fetched explanation.

But they believed it.

They didn't dwell on Zhang Xinxin's mental state.

The older Police Officer asked: "We received a police report this morning providing the address information for the suspect, Xu Chen. Was that you?"

"Yes, that was me."

He hadn't provided his name, but his phone number was real-name registered.

As long as they wanted to check, it wouldn't be hard to find out who he was.

Finding him at the restaurant was the difficult part.

The Police Officer nodded and wrote it down in his notebook.

"We checked all the tenants at No. 011, and they are all female. We turned the rental unit upside down and didn't find Xu Chen. We are currently going door-to-door in Bacun."

As he spoke, the older Police Officer looked up and stared at Zhao Jian:

"If an operation of this scale is just because of a prank you pulled, you should know the consequences."

The more police resources wasted, the longer his prison sentence would be.

Zhao Jian didn't rush to answer.

The intelligence provided by the system wouldn't be wrong.

The tenants living in No. 011 were all women.

"Could Xu Chen be a woman?"

Zhao Jian asked in a low voice.

Before the Police Officer could answer, he added:

"Or, could he have disguised himself as a woman to evade inspection?"

"Huh? Damn! Hurry back! Call Captain Song!"

Giving Zhao Jian a look of gratitude, the two Police Officers hurried away.

In the end, Zhao Jian didn't get to taste the lobster.

He was willing to pay, but some dishes at the Mood Restaurant were rarely ordered.

They didn't have the ingredients prepared.

If you want to eat them, you need to reserve in advance.

Coming out of the restaurant, the afternoon sun was scorching.

Zhao Jian really wanted to go back to his rental unit to rest and recharge.

However, Zhang Xinxin dragged him to the arcade and insisted on introducing him to her girlfriends.

Whether it was girlfriends or not wasn't important; he mainly wanted to make up for the regrets of his childhood and experience the joy of arcade games.

It wasn't until evening that four pretty girls arrived on two motorcycles to meet up with Zhang Xinxin.

Zhao Jian had an impression of three of them.

He had seen them that night when he ate barbecue.

There was one with long, straight black hair who looked unfamiliar.

"Stop looking, Lin Chuyang is a lesbian, she doesn't like the opposite sex."

Zhang Xinxin's fair, tender hand waved in front of his eyes.

"Lin Chuyang, Chuyang." He muttered.

This name gave him an inexplicable feeling, something he couldn't put into words.

"Zhao Jian!" Zhang Xinxin was so angry she put her hands on her hips.

She had brought Zhao Jian to meet her friends to show him off.

Stingy as he was, at least he was handsome!

But what did it mean that he was obsessing over her friend!

"How long have you known this Lin Chuyang?"

"Mind your own business!"

After saying that, Zhang Xinxin rode off on her motorcycle.

Her friends gave Zhao Jian a look of sympathy, then left as well.

Leaving Zhao Jian alone at the entrance of the arcade, lost in thought.