I'm not a genius detective

Chapter 22 He Might Be Gay (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
"Brother, you...you're back."

Upon seeing her family member, Sun Qing's eyes welled up with tears again. Even though he had never cared about the family, he was still her own brother, and the blood ties could not be severed.

This also reflects the younger sister's psychological dependence on her older brother.

"Dad, Dad..."

Sun Qing couldn't hold back anymore, and tears streamed down her face.

Seeing his sister's sad tears, Sun Lang's facial muscles twitched; he was probably gritting his teeth to control his turbulent emotions.

He walked over, wiped away his sister's tears, and said softly, "I know, I know."

Then, he turned to look at Han Ling.

Before he could ask a question, Sun Qing explained, "Brother Han is a policeman. He just... just saved me and lent me more than two thousand yuan. He was just about to leave."

"Save?" Sun Lang frowned, grasping the key point.

Not wanting her brother to worry, Sun Qing quickly said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. A few men were just bothering me, nothing happened."

Upon hearing this, Sun Lang's face turned pale, and he was also filled with lingering fear. He walked towards Han Ling and extended his hand: "Officer Han, thank you, I..."

The two were now within attack range, and Han Ling slapped him across the face.

Snapped!
The sound was very clear in the quiet night. Sun Lang staggered and turned his head to the side.

"elder brother!"

"Brother Han! No!"

The younger sister had only said a few words when Han Ling kicked him, and Sun Lang finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

"Brother!" Sun Qing rushed over and helped her brother up.

Han Ling remained calm.

Unreasonable actions can have many consequences. If Sun Lang calls the police, he will be punished and his future rewards and promotions will be severely affected.

His predecessor might not have been able to do it, but he didn't care about that.

To put it bluntly, this police uniform doesn't hold much sway over Han Ling; she can wear it, but she doesn't care if she takes it off.

"Well done." Sun Lang steadied himself, raised his hand to wipe the numbness and pain from his face and the corner of his mouth, without any intention of taking his anger out on Han Ling. "My father is seriously ill at home, my mother is struggling to earn money, and my sister has to drop out of school because of this. Well done, she deserved it."

It seems he already knows what happened at home, probably from a friend in the neighborhood.

Han Ling stared at him for a while. His attitude seemed to suggest that he was turning over a new leaf.
In that case, it wouldn't be hopeless, but unfortunately the price was the father's suicide.

"Officer Han, I will return the two thousand yuan to you as soon as possible," Sun Lang said.

Han Ling didn't say anything, turned around, got on her bicycle, and left.

"Brother, are you alright?" Sun Qing asked with concern.

Sun Lang shook his head: "It's okay, he really did hit well. My dad can't hit me anymore, so just pretend... it was my dad who hit me."

Sun Qing couldn't help but cry again. She could also see that her brother had changed a lot after their father's death—although it was a little late.

The two went inside.

The money was placed on the table. Sun Lang saw it and asked curiously, "Why are there both small and large amounts?"

Sun Qing said, "Brother Han withdrew two thousand and gave me all the change in his wallet."

Upon hearing this, Sun Lang sighed, knowing that his sister had met a good person.

Remembering what Sun Qing had said about the harassment, he pressed for details. Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, Sun Qing had no choice but to tell the truth.

After listening to Sun Qing's description, Sun Lang coldly said, "Where did this hooligan come from! You call this nothing? When Officer Han arrived, it was harassment. If he hadn't arrived, it might have been rape!"

"what?!"

Sun Qing was naive and didn't quite understand, but she knew what rape meant, and her face turned pale.

"Do you remember what they look like?" Sun Lang asked. Sun Qing was startled and quickly advised, "Brother, don't go to them! Hitting someone is illegal! You'll have to pay compensation! If you go to jail, Mom and I..."

Sun Lang shook his head: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing and I'm not that stupid. By the way, did you write an IOU?"

He pointed to the money on the table.

Sun Qing: "No, Brother Han doesn't want it. He said he'd pay it off in three or five years."

Sun Lang picked up the money and said, "I owe him two favors, so I must get an IOU. I'll deliver it to him tomorrow."

Sun Qing listened to her brother and said, "Okay."

……

The following morning, Sun Lang arrived at Wanglou Police Station and learned that Han Ling had been dispatched to the scene.

The officer in charge of receiving them was a police officer on duty in the lobby. He belonged to the public security team and, like Han Ling, lived in the station. They were quite familiar with each other and often chatted.

Except for rotating shifts, front desk duty positions are generally handled by police officers from the public security team—at least one member of the public security team must be present, because this is an important window for receiving requests for help and reports from the public, and can respond and dispatch police quickly.

"Then please give this IOU to him for me, thank you." Sun Lang handed it over.

The on-duty police officer took it and glanced at it: "Why are there both odd and even numbers? Are you friends?"

Sun Lang shook his head: "Stranger, something happened at home. Officer Han helped me selflessly, and I am very grateful."

The police officer on duty said, "He's really generous. If it were a few months earlier, he wouldn't have been able to come up with two thousand yuan."

Sun Lang was slightly taken aback: "Huh?"

The police officer on duty said, "Han Ling was an orphan since childhood and grew up in an orphanage. He's currently still in his probationary period. How much money do you think he has when he first starts working?"

Upon learning this information, Sun Lang opened his mouth, remained silent for a long time, and left Wanglou Police Station without saying anything.

The gratitude has grown even greater.

In Sun Lang's view, having 100,000 and borrowing 2,000 is not the same as having 5,000 and borrowing 2,000.

Are there really such selfless police officers? Those siblings are so lucky.

Riding his electric scooter, Sun Lang headed to the funeral home. After his father's funeral arrangements were completed, he would find something to do; it wasn't too late to start working hard now.

His younger sister must finish her studies—high school, university. He would never let her enter society prematurely, especially since… it was also his father’s last wish.

Sometimes it's actually quite easy for a prodigal son to turn back; all it takes is a trigger or a change of heart.

Suddenly, the roar of an engine sounded behind him. Sun Lang, who was riding his bicycle, subconsciously turned around and saw a sapphire blue luxury car accelerating and cutting in from the side, forcing him to stop in the non-motorized vehicle lane.

"Nima..."

Sun Lang slammed on the brakes, about to unleash a torrent of curses, when he saw the driver's side door of the BMW open and a familiar figure stride toward him with long, slender legs.

Eh?
Isn't that the beautiful girl from the internet cafe?
Xu Qinghe took off her sunglasses and stood in front of Sun Lang, getting straight to the point: "What were you doing at Wanglou Police Station?"

Sun Lang swallowed hard, feeling utterly pathetic, and replied, "I...I'll go find Officer Han Ling."

Xu Qinghe raised an eyebrow slightly: "The reason?"

Sun Lang did not hide anything and gave a brief account of what had happened last night.

"Thank you, forget I saw you today."

After listening, Xu Qinghe nodded and thanked him, then put on her sunglasses and turned to leave.

Sun Lang was confused. Could it be that this woman had really taken a liking to Han Ling? What was she interested in?
"Beautiful lady! I've definitely forgotten! I don't remember anything! You like Officer Han?" Sun Lang asked.

Xu Qinghe didn't answer, opened the door and got into the car, the engine started and the tires began to move.

Before the BMW had gone far, Sun Lang shouted, "They're a perfect match! They're a perfect match! Officer Han is outstanding! You can't let him get away!"
Keep going! He might be gay; try your best to "straighten him out"!

I don't know if the other person heard me.

(End of this chapter)