Sometimes people really need a bit of luck.
A tall woman stepped out of a passing silver-gray BMW sedan.
Her light makeup was just right, and her height of about 1.65 meters paired with ten-centimeter high heels and a fringed long dress gave her an inexplicable ethereal presence.
The car was parked next to the elevator bay, and after getting out, the woman waited for the elevator with Lu Chuan and another person.
From the moment the woman appeared, Lu Feng's eyes never left her.
He tugged on Lu Chuan's sleeve and motioned toward the tall beauty with a toss of his head, a smile in his eyes that anyone could understand.
The appearance of the woman also caught Lu Chuan's attention.
However, unlike Lu Feng whose gaze lingered on the woman's shapely hips, Lu Chuan's eyes were fixed on her high heels.
"Brother Chuan, should we go ask for her contact info?"
Lu Feng whispered quietly in Lu Chuan's ear. Even though his voice was low, the two were less than half a meter behind the woman.
The woman could definitely hear what Lu Feng was saying.
However, maybe because her pretty appearance made her accustomed to such situations, the woman merely glanced back at Lu Feng and Lu Chuan without saying anything.
Lu Chuan didn't respond, but his gaze at the woman grew more intense and sharp.
"Ding!"
The elevator arrival chime sounded quickly, and Lu Feng patted Lu Chuan who was still staring at her back: "Brother Chuan, the elevator's here, let's go!"
Oh!
Lu Chuan's reaction was typical of a young man who had his soul captivated by a beauty.
The elevator space was smaller, bringing Lu Chuan and Lu Feng closer to the beauty.
"Which floor are you going to, miss?"
Lu Feng stood by the elevator button panel and turned back with a smile to look at the tall woman: "Seventh floor, thank you."
Lu Feng gave a long "oh" with some understanding.
His gaze toward the woman also became slightly bolder. As a regular at Haizhou International Hotel, Lu Feng was very familiar with the hotel's layout.
The fourth floor and below are the restaurant, and from the fifth floor to the nineteenth floor, they are all guest rooms.
This woman's car had a local license plate, so it wasn't likely she was on a business trip.
Going to the seventh floor, she wasn't here to eat, so, dressed this beautifully, what was she here for?
The meaningful smile made the beauty in the elevator frown slightly but she didn't say anything more.
Lu Feng pressed the buttons for the first and seventh floors.
The elevator started with a slight tremor.
It only took a few breaths to get from the basement level two to the first floor.
And Lu Chuan's eyes remained fixed on the woman's high heels.
"Ding!"
"Brother Chuan, we're here!"
The elevator door had already opened, and Lu Feng saw Lu Chuan was still looking at the woman and couldn't help but remind him.
The beauty who had been stared at by Lu Chuan had an obviously displeased look.
Apparently, Lu Chuan's constant staring at her from the underground parking all the way up had made the beauty a bit unhappy.
Although Lu Chuan was handsome, having worked at the team for a week, his eyes were bloodshot, and his skin was somewhat dull. He didn't look in his best shape.
Lu Feng, although not as handsome as Lu Chuan, his straight suit and expensive watch screamed wealth.
So, the woman didn't respond to Lu Feng's words but took issue with Lu Chuan's direct gaze.
"Sir, please behave yourself!"
Hmph!
With a cold snort, after Lu Feng pulled Lu Chuan out of the elevator, she immediately pressed the close-door button.
Bang!
The elevator closed, and Lu Chuan's gaze was still fixed on the elevator door.
"Brother Chuan, what's wrong with you? Although that woman is nice, she obviously came here for a room. Since when did you like this type?"
The Lu family's children, as long as they didn't break the law, were considered well-disciplined.
Except for the few who entered the system, the rest were wealthy with not much to spend money on.
Take Lu Feng for example, young, wealthy, and decent-looking, he's seen all kinds of women.
Although this woman looked fine, she wasn't exactly drop-dead gorgeous.
Shaking his head, Lu Chuan turned: "It's not what you think, this woman... she feels a bit familiar to me."
Familiar?
"Brother Chuan, don't play these games with me. Just now, I saw you staring at her lower body."
Lu Feng was obviously skeptical and didn't believe Lu Chuan's words.
Lu Chuan was slightly stunned at those words, then smiled bitterly: "What lower body, I was looking at her feet. Her footprints give me a sense of déjà vu, like I've seen them somewhere before."
"Really?" Having grown up with Lu Chuan, Lu Feng knew his nature. If Lu Chuan said so, it must be true: "What case, tell me about it?"
Men seem naturally drawn to solving cases, guns, knives, and machinery.
Just like every man seems to have a dream about operating an excavator.
Wherever, whenever, if there's an excavator at work, there's always one or two men trying to watch for a while.
Lu Feng was evidently very interested in the case Lu Chuan was talking about.
"The case is confidential, I can't say."
Lu Chuan shook his head. The case of Song Kun's murder was indeed being kept secret, with no related information leaked to the outside world.
"Brother Chuan, just tell me a little, don't worry, I promise to keep it to myself!"
Grabbing Lu Chuan, Lu Feng was relentless, but ultimately didn't get a single detail.
The engagement party went smoothly, Lu Yao's fiancée was above average in looks, with great temperament, and was the only daughter in her family.
Her father worked in a state enterprise, and her mother was a civil servant, a typical iron rice bowl family.
With such a family background, such a beautiful daughter-in-law left Lu Chuan's second uncle's family very satisfied.
Although Lu Yao was only a security chief, a security chief driving a Rolls-Royce left the woman's family happy too.
The Qiangsheng Group name was very positive and well-known.
A daughter marrying into the third generation of the Qiangsheng Group was a good thing.
Describing it as a joyous occasion wouldn't be an overstatement.
Lu Chuan didn't drink that night. It was a special period and at any time, the team might have something happening.
Qin Yong had given strict orders that during this period, everyone was prohibited from drinking and had to be on-call.
Exiting the elevator, Lu Chuan subconsciously glanced at the parking spot of the silver-gray BMW sedan.
Empty, indicating she had finished and left.
"Maybe... I was overthinking..."
Shaking his head, Lu Chuan drove back to Chenguang District.
Early the next morning, as usual, Lu Chuan arrived at the Criminal Investigation Team early.
He cleaned the office, made tea, and tended to the flamingo-lily.
These days, Lu Chuan was so busy that he hadn't attended to the flamingo-lily, whose leaves weren't as green, and the plant didn't look as vibrant.
Looking at the red leaves, Lu Chuan was suddenly reminded of the woman in the fringed long dress he saw at the hotel the night before.
The high heels appeared in his mind again.
Shaking his head to toss away the thought of the high heels, Lu Chuan began his day's work.
During the murder case, it seemed even the office bus was more diligent, with Yang Sen and Old Bai arriving at the office before nine.
The atmosphere in the team had been oppressive for that entire week.
The frontline was tense, and in the background, everyone was cautiously carrying out their duties.
Old Bai's Peking opera excerpts had reached a temporary halt recently too.
Yang Sen's tea-drinking posture became more proper, even devoid of the slurping sound.
The hallway was quiet, with no noise at all.
Qin Yong's roars from the meeting room downstairs faintly reached upstairs.
About half an hour later, after finishing the morning meeting, Liu Guodong returned to the Crime Scene Investigation office, looking exhausted.
Lu Chuan immediately offered tea: "Master, how did it go?"
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