After Han Zijian and Tie Yunyan arrived at their destination, Huang Weiwei was already waiting for them outside the cordon at the scene of the crime.

Seeing that the two of them wrapped themselves tightly, both wearing hats and masks, and only showing a little bit of their eyes, after Huang Weiwei greeted him, she didn't be polite, just waved her hand.

This is near an old-fashioned residential house at the junction of urban and rural areas, there is not even a street lamp around, and on both sides of the narrow road, there is a tall green belt, and every ten meters or so, there is a thick metasequoia tree.

"When did the crime happen?" Looking at the darkness around him, only the scene of the crime was illuminated by temporary lights, Han Zijian asked.

"Fifty minutes ago," Huang Weiwei replied with a grin.

"Did the murderer succeed?" Seeing more than a dozen torture and auxiliary police officers standing outside the cordon, looking at them curiously, Han Zijian asked again.

"The murderer not only did it neatly this time, but also very beautiful! It was so beautiful that I couldn't bear to catch this murderer," Huang Weiwei said with a smile again.

"Have you found out the identity of the victim?", Han Zijian asked Huang Weiwei again as he walked inside.

"The victim is Mo Baoquan, Leng Pengcheng's biggest dog leg at the moment," Huang Weiwei held Tie Yunyan's arm, still unable to help but be happy.

After getting closer, Han Zijian found that there was no one in the cordon, and all the tortures and arrests were all happy, and no one went to investigate the scene.

"Is this how you are the torture captain of Stone Town, have you forgotten all of our duties?" Han Zijian glared back at Huang Weiwei and said in a stern tone.

"Hehe, I probably took a look and found nothing, for fear of messing up the scene and affecting your investigation, so I ordered everyone to stand by on the periphery," Huang Weiwei still smiled.

"Where is Mo Baoquan now, and how is his injury?" Han Zijian lifted the cordon and let the two girls in before he bent down and entered the scene of the crime.

At the edge of that row of tall, dense green belts, he first saw a large pool of blood red.

"This time is the worst, Mo Baoquan's dog thing was directly cut off by Ma Li's knife, and the dog thing was not found at the scene, he has been sent to the Provincial Police Hospital for rescue," Huang Weiwei turned around and waved after speaking, and the two police officers immediately handed over three strong flashlights.

After Han Zijian took a flashlight, he didn't rush to see the scene, but first poked around with a strong light before asking: "In the middle of the night, why did Mo Baoquan, a dog, come to such a place?"

Approaching Han Zijian's side, Huang Weiwei used the strong light of a flashlight to click on a small villa fifty meters away, which looked quite luxurious from the outside, and still had a little light and said:

"After we received the police and arrived, there was a beautiful woman about 30 years old, wearing pajamas, after coming to the scene and shaking it, she left in a panic, I immediately followed, and controlled her, and the other three comrades were searching the woman's house to make records. ”

Han Zijian nodded, and then lowered his head to investigate the scene of the crime carefully.

"Zijian is coming!" Tie Yunyan, who was a few meters away, suddenly shouted softly.

Han Zijian and Huang Weiwei looked over, and under the strong light of Tie Yunyan, there was a pool of fresh yellow bud leaves in the crack of a slender green belt.

It is clear that the leaves were picked by man, probably with some intention.

But this intention was immediately perceived by Tie Yunyan.

Sure enough, after Tie Yunyan carefully brushed away these leaves, a few shallow footprints appeared on the ground.

When Huang Weiwei saw it, she hurriedly raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

A girl in a white coat wearing a police hat heard the sound, and Huang Weiwei took the camera from her neck and waved her hand to get her out.

But the girl not only didn't retreat, but after taking two steps closer to Han Zijian, she retreated and asked softly in Huang Weiwei's ear: "Who are they?" I feel that this person seems to be our Zijian captain." ”

"What nonsense, they're my classmates, two Sherlock Holmes fans, here to play," Huang Weiwei waved at her again.

The girl retreated in disbelief, but as she retreated, she stared at the very familiar figure of Han Zijian.

Huang Weiwei raised the camera, and in the strong fill light, she seemed to be talking to herself while shooting: "Nike at 39 yards, yes, it's her." ”

After taking more than a dozen photos from all angles and directions, two comrades in uniform, a man and a woman, came in, and after they walked to Huang Weiwei's side, the boy with a transcript book said: "Report to the yellow team, the transcript is preliminarily over." ”

"Well, let's pick up the point," Huang Weiwei replied with her head up.

The boy said: "It has been determined that the suspicious woman who came to the scene just now is Mo Baoquan's mistress, at first she quibbled in every way, and then in her bedroom, we found the cigarette butt that had just been extinguished, and Simmons was also in a mess, and when we collected the dirty tissues and planned to take her back to do DNA, she finally confessed." ”

"Well, take her back and continue to ask and see if you can ask something useful," Ms. Huang said.

After Han Zijian and Tie Yunyan took a closer look at the surroundings again, and found nothing new, Huang Weiwei said, "Withdraw." ”

After Han Zijian nodded, he and Tie Yunyan came to the place where the footprints were found.

Seeing that Tie Yunyan got into the narrow green belt again, Han Zijian also followed her in.

On the cold night, a strong masculinity immediately came from her body, and Tie Yunyan couldn't help but lean back and lean her head on Hanzijian's shoulder.

At this moment, with inexhaustible drunken beauty, attaching all his strength to his arms, Tie Yunyan suddenly crooked her feet and lost her center of gravity.

Han Zijian hurriedly supported Tie Yunyan, and when the two of them shook it, he disturbed the one-person tall single-pole yellow bud tree next to him and swayed with them, shaking slightly.

At this moment, under the strong light of the two flashlights of the two of them, there was a slender silver light in front of their eyes, floating faintly on the branch of the yellow bud.

Han Zijian hurriedly let go of Tie Yunyan, he squatted down to take a look, only to find that on the branch, there was a thin silver-white thread that flashed under the strong light.

Handing the flashlight to Tie Yunyan, Han Zijian gently put out his hands and carefully untied the white thread.

After looking carefully under the strong light, and slowly pulling his hands a little more, Hanzi Sword made a new discovery.

This white thread, about 60 centimeters long, is white with silver, silver with a little imperceptible yellowish, and more importantly, this white thread has a very strong toughness, definitely not man-made fibers or cotton products.

Still squatting, Han Zijian took out a lighter from his jacket pocket, lit the tip of the white thread a little bit, and then quickly put it to his nose and smelled it.

"What is this?" Huang Weiwei handed over a transparent physical evidence collection bag.

"It must be animal body hair," Han Zijian replied confidently after putting the white thread into the collection bag.

"Ponytail?" Tie Yunyan said with a smile.

"Yes, this should be the only clue left by the murderer, but this is not an ordinary ponytail, like the legendary Himalayan snow yak tail, this thing, I want to take it away," Han Zijian looked back at Huang Weiwei and said.

When parting, Huang Weiwei stared at him reluctantly and asked, "That old guy lying in the hospital, who has been nagging all day long, don't you take the time to see him again?"

"I've been there last night, and your dad's old fellow is recovering well. ”

Han Zijian smiled and waved his hand, and was pulled away by Tie Yunyan.

On the way back, seeing that Han Zijian didn't say a word, Tie Yunyan stuck over and pouted again: "Zijian, I'm hungry, you have to be responsible for buying me something delicious." ”

Looking at the hazy fish belly in the east, Han Zijian said, "I'll send you back to sleep when you're full, I plan to go to Laoshan today." ”

"No, I'm eight or nine, you're ten, let's go to worship the mountain together," Tie Yunyan closed her eyes again, leaned her head on Hanzijian's shoulder and shook it.

Han Zijian also smiled and stretched out his hand, and gently scratched Tie Yunyan's cold nose.

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The mountains and rivers are just waking up, and the Jiangbei Laoshan at this moment is still beautiful in the endless mountains and mist at this moment.

In the cool and pleasant, Tie Yunyan and Hanzi swordsmen held hands and climbed the stairs.

Under the early sun, the green grass is shining with dewdrops, and the colorful wildflowers are exuding a refreshing fragrance.

The towers on both sides of the way, between the overlapping branches, leak the psychedelic morning sun.

"Zijian, look, that bird is so beautiful, and its song is also the sweetest," Tie Yunyan pointed at it, and happily hugged Han Zijian's arm with both hands.

Han Zijian looked up and saw that the song of the thrush, in the sound of the birds, was particularly tactful, and it was like a clear spring sound floating from the valley.

"Are you tired?" asked Han Zijian with a smile.

Tie Yunyan shook her head happily and suddenly listened: "Zijian, listen, it seems that someone on the top of the mountain is playing a kite." ”

Sure enough, a bleak twist, and the sound of a zither with excellent sound quality came from the top of the mountain.

Listen carefully, there is still a trace of resentment and murderous aura in the sound of the zither that implies the sound of Jin Ge.

The two of them climbed to the top of the peak in the sound of the zither that was getting closer and closer, but the place they saw was quiet and clear, and no one looked around, only to hear the sound of the zither coming from the purple bamboo forest.

Along the bamboo forest, a winding path looked for sound, and when Han Zijian and Tie Yunyan were about to reach the edge of the bamboo forest, an old Zen courtyard with blue bricks, blue tiles and white courtyards appeared in front of them.

At this time, the middle door of the Zen courtyard is wide open, in front of a small white stone tower in the center of the courtyard, there is an incense burner that has gone through wind and rain, and the copper incense burner that is nearly half a person high is curling with cigarettes.

I saw a small open space in front of the Zen monastery, with a few kites on the end, and a young Junni wearing a green hat and a pale cyan kapok plain coat was bowing his head and focusing on the kite.

Thirty meters away, although she couldn't see her eyebrows clearly, although she was wrapped in a wide robe, she still couldn't hide her slender and graceful state.

At this time, an eternal and legendary song of 'ambush on all sides' has been played to the 'Jiulishan Station' by her undistracted strokes, rows, plays, rows, pulls, picks and other techniques.

I can only hear the shocking, sonorous and powerful sound of the kite, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of swords hitting each other, and the shouts of fighting, intertwined with each other's ups and downs.

"This mountain is not high, there will be such a wonderful person, there must be a master, let's come forward and worship," Tie Yunyan grabbed Hanzijian.

"Wait, listen," Han Zijian looked back at the mountain road they had come, and then pulled Tie Yunyan back a few steps and disappeared into a dense bamboo forest.

Tie Yunyan looked back, in the dense forest, although there was no human figure, she could already hear the powerful footsteps of the three men, and the sound of their unscrupulous conversation was close:

"Second brother, weren't we ordered to find that Hanzi Sword as soon as possible, and then kill him quietly, what are you doing in this early morning?"

"Since it's a nunnery, there must be little nuns, the eldest brother usually doesn't let the brothers come out, and plays with those rotten loose goods, such a good opportunity, why not come and have a good time." ”

"Haha, good, good, the second brother is sympathetic to the brothers. ”