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After Luo Qian arrived in G City at the age of 17, she spent the next thirteen years working. She first worked as a production line worker in a manufacturing factory for about ten years. At the beginning, Luo Qian didn't know anything, and the factory had no air conditioning, only a few standing fans swaying back and forth. The sweltering summer days made it difficult, like being in a steamer, but Luo Qian started her work on the assembly line. Although it was just repetitive and mechanized work, she was able to find tricks, patterns, and opportunities to use her brain, depending on whether she had the interest and ideas. Luo Qian was hardworking and very serious, gradually earning the appreciation of the workshop director and being appointed as a team leader.
According to Xiaoxia's recollection, after Luo Qian came to Bao Hua Company, she confided in her that she still couldn't bear to leave her parents, but she didn't want to face them, so she saved some money and sent it back home for household expenses. During this time, her mother fell seriously ill, and Luo Qian wanted to bring her to G City to take care of her, but her mother didn't agree. Over these many years, it seems that Luo Qian hasn't seen much of her parents.
Years passed, and at the age of 27, the factory closed due to the economic downturn, leaving her without a job. In order to survive and escape the previous repetitive work on the assembly line, she was introduced by her former colleague to work as a massage therapist at City South Bathhouse. The work was relatively easy, and with her beautiful appearance and willingness to learn, she had no shortage of clients. However, in June of last year, she suddenly found Xiaoxia and said she had decided to quit and hoped to be introduced to Bao Hua Company to continue working as a workshop laborer.
"Wait, has she had a boyfriend or any relatives or friends come to see her over these years?" Liu Bing stopped Yang Xiaoxia, who was about to leave, and Xiaoxia looked back at Liu Bing in surprise.
"Before, she probably didn't have one. She's actually a very closed and solitary person, not fond of talking to others. But, after she came to Bao Hua Company, she quietly told me that she found a boyfriend," Xiao Xia said, propping her chin with her hand, thinking hard.
"Is the boyfriend named Wang Wenhao?" Liu Bing asked cautiously, holding a ballpoint pen, his hand trembling slightly.
"She didn't say, and I haven't met him. But... I asked her why she wanted to resign, and she said it was her boyfriend's idea," Xiao Xia replied. Seeing that they were both silent, she quietly left the office, taking three steps before turning back.
After completing the investigation and interrogation at Bao Hua Company, Liu Bing and his team immediately got into a car headed for City South Bathhouse. Guorui glanced at Liu Bing, who appeared more nervous than he had ever seen him before. Liu Bing was deep in thought, furrowing his brow and smoking in silence. Guorui had been to City South Bathhouse many times before. Had he really seen Luo Qian there before? Was her boyfriend really Wenhao? Why would he have killed Luo Qian? The more he thought, the more confused he became. He forgot to smoke and the ash grew longer until it fell onto Liu Bing's pants with a gentle breeze.
"Mr. Liu, you..." The customer manager greeted them with his usual obsequious smile, but suddenly noticed the large number of people in police uniforms and became speechless and bewildered.
"It's just routine business. We need you to cooperate with the investigation regarding Luo Qian. Get your manager over here," Guorui said to the customer manager. Soon, the manager of City South Bathhouse hurried over, a big man with a bewildered look on his face, waiting nervously to be questioned. Liu Bing waved him over, preparing to take him into a separate private room.
"Guorui, I'll talk to him alone. You take care of questioning the others," Liu Bing said. Guorui nodded understandingly and walked away.
The individual private room in the massage parlor was dimly lit, and Liu Bing could barely see the other person's face. "You had an employee named Luo Qian before, right? Do you have any impression of her? Did anything unusual happen during her employment? Also, provide me with a list of the people who came for massages." Liu Bing stared at him intently, and the manager immediately pulled out a walkie-talkie from his belt and shouted, "Hey, Xiao Zhu, quickly bring the computer system with the records of the customers who visited the store before. The boss wants to check. Hurry up, hurry up."
Liu Bing nodded in satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder, and pressed him onto the sofa. "Continue talking about Luo Qian, tell me what you know."
"I know this woman, Luo Qian. She performed quite well in our store, and the customers were very satisfied with her. However, she didn't talk much and didn't interfere much in the personal lives of the staff in our line of work. But in May last year, she suddenly resigned, and we even had a separate conversation with her to ask for the reason and offered her a raise. However, she refused and gave a vague reason for leaving, citing personal development."
"Go on," Liu Bing said, lighting a cigarette.
"Then we had no choice but to arrange for her resignation. Oh, I remember last year she also took a leave, saying her mother was ill and she needed to go home to take care of her. After all, it's not easy for those who work for us, so I approved three days off for her and even gave her three hundred yuan privately as a token of sympathy." The person in charge seemed quite satisfied with his response, even pulling out a pack of Marlboro cigarettes and lighting one as if chatting with an old friend. "There's another thing, after she resigned, we immediately hired a new employee. Since we provide meals and accommodation, I arranged for someone to clean up the dormitory where Luo Qian used to live. During the cleaning process, we found a book she had left behind, called 'Hitler Personality Analysis Report,' all tattered, so I just threw it away."
"What kind of thing? Hitler?" Liu Bing seemed to have misheard and asked in surprise.
"Yes, I didn't realize before that she quite liked reading, and I didn't know she was reading all sorts of random books. I guess she forgot to take them with her, so I just threw them away," the person in charge said nervously.
At that moment, Xiaozhu hurriedly brought the computer for the guest registration system over, and the person in charge waved him away. Liu Bing felt a sudden dizziness as he looked at the computer, but he forced himself to sit up straight and focus. The person in charge casually turned his head and started smoking.
After hesitating for a moment, Liu Bing typed "wangwenhao" in Pinyin to search. Immediately, the search history showed that from May to June last year, Luo Qian had visited City South Bathhouse nine times before leaving the job. Liu Bing's face twitched slightly, but it was barely noticeable to the average person. He adjusted his breathing and silently took note of the guest's ID card information, then alertly looked up at the person in charge, who was still smoking and playing with his phone as if indifferent.
Continuing, Liu Bing searched for his own name and found that he had visited City South Bathhouse a total of thirteen times. His expression did not change at all, and his cold demeanor was frightening. He carefully moved the mouse and gently clicked to delete the records...
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