The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective

Chapter 928 - 482: Identity Found!

Twenty minutes later, Political Commissioner Li accompanied Director Hou and Jiang An to the noodle shop on the south side of the city.Looking from afar, the shopfront was already bustling with people, lively and crowded.

Not only was the inside full, but even the steps outside were occupied by people waiting or enjoying their bowls, bustling with a full sense of life.

As soon as he got out of the car, Director Hou turned to Political Commissioner Li and laughed, "Driving nearly half an hour just for breakfast, hahahaha, it’s almost more trouble than lunch!"

Political Commissioner Li chuckled and pointed ahead, "You see, that’s the noodle shop over there."

"This popularity isn’t fake — it’s a hotspot in our town now, drawing many tourists who come just to taste its flavor."

Jiang An looked at the lively scene with curiosity, asking, "Is it really that delicious?"

Political Commissioner Li pondered for a moment and replied frankly, "Honestly, expectations do play a role."

"But from my own experience, compared to other breakfast places in the city, their taste indeed stands out and makes the trip worthwhile."

The three chatted as they walked, reaching the shop entrance in a few minutes.

The sharp-eyed owner greeted them enthusiastically, "Please come in, there’s just a booth that opened up, this way."

Once seated, the owner quickly served three steaming bowls of fish soup.

The soup was clear, with a milky white hue and a fragrant fish aroma rising with the steam, not fishy or greasy, just refreshing and alluring.

The owner asked with a smile, "What noodles would you like to try today?"

Political Commissioner Li took the initiative to introduce to Director Hou, "Director Hou, here they mainly serve two types: red soup and clear soup."

"The red soup has pork intestine, beef, and chicken giblets noodles, with a rich and spicy flavor."

"The clear soup series includes pea and chicken giblets, pea and beef, and pea and pork intestine noodles, light and flavorful."

"If you can handle spicy, I strongly recommend the red soup, it truly is authentic."

"If not used to spicy, the clear soup original flavor is quite good too."

Upon hearing this, Director Hou nodded slightly, "Why not a bowl of red soup beef then?"

Jiang An chimed in immediately, "I’ll take the red soup pork intestine."

Political Commissioner Li glanced at the two and laughed, "Alright, then two bowls of red soup beef and one red soup pork intestine — oh, and add diced meat to all three!"

"Okay, coming right up!"

The waiter quickly noted the order and hurried to the kitchen.

In just five minutes, three steaming, fragrant bowls of noodles were served on the table.

Through the rising steam, the noodles were distinct, with the glossy red soup enticing.

Political Commissioner Li enthusiastically fussed over them, picking up the vinegar bottle on the table and gesturing to Director Hou and Jiang An, "Do you want to add some vinegar?"

Seeing both of them waving their hands in refusal, he laughed and put down the bottle, saying loud, "Let’s dig in then!"

Director Hou savored a few bites and nodded in praise, "These noodles are quite something, handmade, right?"

Political Commissioner Li swallowed his noodles and replied, "It may not be purely handmade, probably half-handmade and half-machine made."

"But their diced meat is truly flavorful, the broth fresh, and the slight spiciness just right, with a particularly fragrant aroma."

While they were enjoying breakfast, Mr. Qin had already arrived at the vocational college entrance on time with two officers.

After a night of continuous work, Mr. Qin’s eyes were bloodshot, and his stomach was growling.

He quickly bought two freshly baked flatbreads and a cup of hot soy milk from a stall at the school gate and ate it hurriedly before patiently waiting at the school entrance.

Although the school opened at eight, the teachers in the Academic Affairs Office typically started at eight-fifty — often not until nine.

Thus, after a simple breakfast, Mr. Qin and his team promptly arrived at the Academic Affairs office door to wait quietly.

Nearly an hour later, they finally saw a middle-aged female teacher carrying a handbag approaching.

Seeing three unfamiliar men standing at the office entrance, a fleeting doubt crossed her face, and she stepped forward to inquire, "Excuse me, are you student’s parents?"

Mr. Qin turned his head, glanced at the two young officers beside him, and all three exchanged looks, momentarily hesitating.

One officer whispered, "Can we really pose as student’s parents like this?"

"I hardly feel like I fit..."

The other officer couldn’t help but agree, "Yeah, looking at my age and style, I could pass as a recent college graduate, not someone with children."

Both naturally looked at Mr. Qin, carefully examining him for a moment before almost simultaneously laughing.

The young officer couldn’t hold back, "Mr. Qin, if anyone fits, it’s you."

"You see, after staying up late investigating cases, with dark circles and unshaven beard, you really look like a middle-aged father worried sick over kids."

Hearing this, Mr. Qin instinctively rubbed his stubbly chin, his lips twitching slightly, a wry smile appeared as he whispered, "Alright, if I fit, I fit."

He showed his badge to the female teacher, "Hello, sorry to bother you."

"We’re from the city’s criminal investigation team."

The teacher paused, a subtle tension flashing in her eyes as she slightly tightened her hold on the bag strap.

"Criminal investigation team? Coming so early to see me?"

Mr. Qin nodded slightly, slowing his tone, "Indeed, there’s a case we need to understand from you, but rest assured, it isn’t related to you personally, but it involves a student you once taught."