The dinner was sumptuous.
Just then, there came a knock at the door.
"Who could that be?" Why does someone always come around mealtime?
Rong Wenming stood up, "You all stay put, I’ll go see who it is."
With that, he walked towards the door.
When he saw a police officer standing at the entrance, he was somewhat stunned.
Qi Yan spoke directly, "Hello, I’m Qi Yan, from the local police station. I’m here to see Qin Ye and Rong Yan. Are they both here?"
Rong Wenming nodded hurriedly, "Yes."
After speaking, he stepped aside to let the officer in.
"Sorry to disturb you." Qi Yan walked in. When he saw the dinner table set up in the yard, he felt like his timing was a bit off.
"Qin Ye, Rong Yan, I’m here to get some information from you, but please, go ahead and finish your meal..."
"Sit down and have some with us." Rong Wenming could only say so; after all, they couldn’t just let the officer stand around while they ate.
"No, I’ve already eaten," which he actually hadn’t, but how could he possibly have dinner in someone else’s home?
That would be inappropriate.
At this point, Qin Ye stood up and approached Qi Yan, "My wife will continue eating. Tell me what you need first, and when she’s finished, you can talk to her."
Qi: ...
It wasn’t that urgent, really.
But that worked too. It spared him the awkwardness of just standing there watching a family eat.
So he nodded, "Alright."
Qin Ye pointed to the main room where he was staying and said, "Let’s talk in there."
Qi Yan was only too happy to agree, "Okay."
The two went into the main room together.
After they went in, Madam Rong quietly said to her daughter, "Should we pour a cup of tea for the officer?"
Rong Yan shook her head, "No need, he’s here for business, not tea. Don’t fuss, otherwise the officer won’t feel at ease."
Madam Rong was convinced by this argument and said no more.
However, she did speed up her eating a bit...
Meanwhile, Qin Ye turned to Qi Yan, "What do you want to discuss?"
"I’d like to know the specific grudges between you and Xu Zhi. We didn’t get into details at the station." This case was given high priority, signaled by several phone calls... several that afternoon.
Qin Ye narrated the events in detail.
Qi Yan took notes on paper.
Rong Yan ate slowly and deliberately, "I’ll go have a look."
Madam Rong had been on the verge of urging her daughter to hurry, upset by her slow eating at such a time.
"You go quickly. If Qin is done talking, let him come out and eat."
Rong Yan nodded and went in.
Qin Ye had just finished his story. He hadn’t gone into great detail, but the summary was concise and included all the key points.
Qi Yan asked him to sign his statement.
Then he turned to Rong Yan.
"Mr. Rong, I’ve heard you draw very accurate portraits."
Rong Yan: ... Am I that famous now?
"Not bad."
"It’s like this, our police station would like you to draw a portrait for us."
Qi Yan’s request surprised Rong Yan, "Doesn’t your station have someone for that?"
Was there such a severe shortage of personnel that they needed outside help?

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