Qin Xin’s face turned red.
What is it like when a man cooks better than her?
It’s exactly this kind of awkward but polite smile: "Oh, olive oil, right? But there should be many brands of olive oil, how can we know who bought the olive oil and put it on the car?"
The other two little ones were also drawn in, feeling like they were listening to a detective story.
Ao Xinghao took out a promotional brochure: "This is the olive oil brand represented by Yao Dazhuang’s mother, imported, featuring a kind of African bean mixed in, the color is different from other olive oils, it will be a bit light brown. And the oil stains in the car are exactly this color. I took it to the food lab for testing, the ingredients and fat ratio inside are identical to that brand."
Hu Yi was furious: "Damn, this Yao Dazhuang is so disgusting, he wanted to kill Sister Xin so early on. I really want to drag him out of the coffin and whip his corpse!"
Huo Zhen couldn’t help but ask: "But, this doesn’t necessarily prove that it was Yao Dazhuang who put it in. Of course, I’m not speaking for him, he deserves to die a thousand times over, but our evidence needs to be more comprehensive..."
Ao Xinghao seemed prepared for their question, confidently replied: "That day, do you remember, when entering the school gate, outside vehicles routinely needed to be checked? The Student Union officer on duty at the gate was Yao Dazhuang. He should’ve used the excuse of checking to ask the driver to get out, then he looked around in the car, right?"
Qin Xin felt a bit embarrassed: "I... don’t remember."
At that time, she wasn’t Lan Qingxin yet, naturally, she hadn’t inherited this memory.
Ao Xinghao: "It’s okay, if you don’t remember, that’s fine. Because I have the record of Yao Dazhuang picking up the oil. He’s a student and couldn’t possibly be cooking in school, yet that morning he took a bottle of expensive olive oil from his mom’s company for free as if it was nothing. Isn’t that suspicious?"
Both little ones nodded: "It is quite suspicious."
Really admire Ao Chongchong, for helping Sister Xin to investigate the suspect, found such detailed results.
Qin Xin pondered: "Does Yao Dazhuang hate me that much?"
Initially, Yao Dazhuang merely incited classmates to try to force her to leave school.
What could be his reason for causing a car accident?
Ao Xinghao: "Sister Xin, your question is the same as mine. So when I got to this point in the investigation, I thought about it for a long time. I didn’t dare to tell you first, decided to dig a little deeper."
Qin Xin nodded approvingly.
Behind her, Nalan Ye Jue’s gaze slightly narrowed.
This kid’s intentions toward Qin Xin are glaringly obvious, and with such meticulousness, even his subordinates didn’t notice such a subtle issue with the olive oil, yet this kid meticulously investigated it all the way through.
We can’t underestimate these little ones!
Only to hear Ao Xinghao continue: "So I followed the clues and started checking Yao Dazhuang’s phone records. That’s when I discovered who actually orchestrated him to use olive oil to cause your car accident."
Ao Xinghao pulled out a recording from his phone and played it on site.
"Yao Ban, Little Chun said you’re really awesome, your family even represents olive oil?"
"That’s nothing, Wen Rou is still more awesome, you’re a female academic prodigy, I really admire you hehe, I used to run into you on the school path and felt too shy to say hello..."
"Not at all, you’re too kind, Yao Ban. I wonder if it’s convenient for you to bring some of your family’s olive oil to school? I’m recently learning to cook, and only your family’s oil is the highest grade..."
Qin Wenrou’s voice, pretentious and fake, unmistakably!