Seeing that Huang Bo was still meditating, as if he was still thinking about those beautiful big eyes, Han Zijian comforted: "Don't worry, take care of your injuries first, and then think slowly, if you think of anything again, tell me immediately." ”

"Hmm," Huang Bo replied, then lifted the quilt, lifted the hospital gown, and uncovered the gauze on the wound.

Han Zijian and Huang Weiwei looked down at the same time, and saw that the wound that had been stitched up with eight stitches and still saw blood stains was indeed on the lower right side of Huang Bo's abdomen, but it was only less than an inch away from the most important part of the man.

"This is strange, if the killer really wants your life, he shouldn't have stabbed this part, it's dangerous, it's just a little bit, if you hadn't blocked it at the time, it is estimated that Uncle you would have been scrapped from now on," Han Zijian shook his head more seriously.

"If it's scrapped, it's scrapped, lest the old vinegar jar always buckle the basin on my head," the big difficulty was not lost, and he picked up an old baby in vain, Huang Bo was happy first, he smiled from under the pillow, took out his mobile phone and said:

"Just before the operation, I had woken up, the original part of the wound, I have asked them to take a few pictures, Zijian, you save it. ”

Just because he couldn't see the murderer's original work, and felt sorry in his heart, after Han Zijian took the phone, he gave a thumbs up and praised: "You really deserve to be Lao An, and you are really experienced." ”

Huang Weiwei is also getting more and more at a loss at the moment:

A woman with long eyelashes, beautiful big eyes, and a body as light as a swallow, waited for most of the night, is it just to cut her father...?

Seeing that the doubts in Huang Weiwei's eyes were getting stronger and stronger, Han Zijian said to Wei's mother: "Auntie, you take care of your uncle here, Weiwei and I will go to the scene immediately to see if we can find some useful clues." ”

With some kinds of distrust, and after squinting at Huang Bo again, Wei's mother turned her head to Huang Weiwei and said: "Don't worry, go quickly, you haven't slept all night, and after watching the scene, Weiwei, you are responsible for taking Zijian home, let him eat first, and then sleep well." ”

Huang Weiwei's face suddenly turned slightly pale, she didn't gnaw anymore, lowered her head and pulled Hanzijian and left.

The scene of the crime is in the old city, on both sides of the alley paved with countless broken cement slabs, there are patches of old gray and low buildings of varying heights, the highest is only six floors, and the lowest is only two floors.

When he came to the big tree, although the ground had been cleaned by the hard-working sanitation workers, Han Zijian immediately found a stall of blood that had seeped into the cement slab and was difficult for ordinary people to find.

This blood is undoubtedly Huang Bo's, and there is no need to confirm it anymore.

Due to the time of the crime, when she was sleeping the most fragrantly, after the incident, Huang Weiwei did not alarm anyone, so it was as if nothing had happened here at this moment.

The ground didn't need to be looked at closely, Han Zijian jumped over and went directly to the old locust tree.

This large tree is at least 30 years old, and the fork of the main pole is about five or six meters above the ground.

Seven or eight meters away on the west side of the old locust tree, there is a two-storey bungalow with more than a dozen solar water heaters and a few small pigeon lofts on the roof.

Several beautiful white doves were looking at Hanzijian from a distance with curious red eyes.

The roof of this bungalow is exactly what Huang Bo and Huang Weiwei saw with their own eyes, the murderer's way to escape.

Han Zijian was suddenly overjoyed, and he found that on a tree at the corner of the alley, there was a relatively secret security monitor.

The boss of the city bureau lives here, and this equipment is a must-have.

With surveillance, it's much easier!

But when he took a closer look, he found that the data line of this monitoring had been cut off, and it was definitely a new trace.

However, the cut of that data cable is more subtle.

Soon there were a few elderly people and children who didn't have to go to work or go to school and stayed at home.

Seeing Han Zijian looking up and looking around on the big tree, a little boy sitting in a small pulley asked Huang Weiwei with her hands on her hips in a milky voice:

"Sister Wei, what is that big brother who can fly doing?

They are all neighbors, of course Huang Weiwei knows them, she bent down and touched the little boy's head, smiled and didn't gnaw.

After looking at it for a few minutes, it seemed that he didn't notice anything, and when Hanzi Jian was about to fly and jump again, a breeze blew, and a black shadow as thin as a hair flashed on a short branch beside him that had died and broken stubble.

Gently breaking the stubble, Hanzi Jian carefully untied the black line, and then took out a prepared envelope from his pocket.

Putting the black thread in the envelope and putting it back in his pocket, Han Zijian searched carefully before he flicked himself up to the roof of the two-story building.

In the applause and applause of the elderly and children, Huang Weiwei, who was carrying a police camera, turned around and entered the staircase, and soon met Han Zijian on the top of the building.

Seeing that Han Zijian was squatting on the edge of the roof, pointing to half a very clear new shoe print, Huang Weiwei immediately raised the camera and took several photos in a row from all angles.

"Nike size 39, female, between the ages of twenty and thirty-five," Huang blurted out.

"Well, you are indeed a high-achieving student specializing in traces," Han Zijian nodded with a smile in confirmation.

The two walked together again, towards the middle of the roof, and Huang Weiwei asked, "Why are there only half footprints?"

"This person's light skills are quite good, and these half footprints were left by her as a last resort," Han Zijian said, pointing to a small new mark on the solar water heater closest to the old locust tree.

"The distance was too far and there was a drop in height for her to just light the sun and the loft. ”

A closer look along a row of solar water heaters and pigeon lofts reveals a few more traces of no value.

The two stood on the other edge of the roof, and Huang Weiwei pointed to the road where the vehicles were shuttling and said, "Do you want to keep chasing?"

"No, even if Belle comes, I can't chase it anymore, let's retreat," Han Zijian looked around, ten kilometers away, the old mountain forest farm in the rising sun, in the misty mountains and mountains, it looked particularly enchanting and beautiful at this time.

After the two went downstairs to have breakfast, Han Zijian said: "Your father's case can basically be combined with those two provincial departments who were arrested by the palace, you can take me to the hospital to see them, and see if I can ask some new clues." ”

"Your aunt just ordered me to take you back to sleep well first," Huang Weiwei seemed to have become a little shy when she had the rare opportunity to be alone with Han Zijian.

After Han Zijian shook his head, he smiled and pulled the car door, pushed Huang Weiwei into the driver's seat, and tied her seat belt.

"Don't you go, those two lackeys and scum deserve to let you go to see it?" Anyway, there are clear images at the scene of the crime and the scene of the transcript, let's go directly to the bureau, and if you have any doubts after you have seen the images, I will arrange for other comrades to ask," Huang Weiwei suddenly seemed a little unhappy.

"Okay, then listen to you," Han Zijian took out his hat, glasses, and mask from the toolbox and put them on one by one.

"What are you doing? The comrades miss you very much, especially the 110 girls, every time they mention you, they are secretly shedding tears, how can you bear to do this?" Huang Weiwei pouted in protest after starting the car and setting off.

"No, my appearance is not a mess anymore, when there are many events, don't disturb the comrades for the time being!" Han Zijian said seriously.

Hearing that he seemed to be reasonable, Huang Weiwei asked again: "I always feel that you are mysterious, far less simple than Sister Yun Yan said, and so is my father, who refuses to reveal a word." ”

"Hehe, don't ask too much, don't ask around," Han Zijian smiled through the mask.

"Yes! Don't ask more!" Huang Weiwei's lips can definitely hang a one-kilogram soy sauce bottle at this time.

Han Zijian's taxi, after being stopped at the gate of the city bureau, Huang Weiwei lowered the window and stuck her head out before being let go.

"Our Captain Huang Dai, why did you get into a taxi?" the two guards exchanged words.

"Maybe it's a secret mission that requires you to follow the enemy in disguise," said another security guard, who made a clever analysis.

Taxis in and out of the city bureau compound, it is normal, no one notices, Huang Weiwei wrapped the tightly wrapped Han Zijian, after bringing it into her office, she immediately closed the door and even closed the curtains.

first made a cup of black tea for Han Zijian, and then Huang Weiwei put two laptops and two file bags on the coffee table in front of him.

Three hours later, it wasn't until after noon that Han Zijian carefully read these things.

During this period, even Huang Weiwei went out a few times, but he didn't notice it.

Seeing Han Zijian stand up and do a few expansion exercises, Huang Weiwei smiled and opened two fast food box lunches: "Let's eat a little." ”

Really hungry, Hanzijian sat down again, grabbed the chopsticks and fed himself.

Well, it's been a long time since I've eaten in the canteen of the unit, although it's simpler, but it's very fragrant.

After taking a few bites of food, Han Zijian looked up at Huang Weiwei and said:

"The same man in black who only sees his eyes and nose, the same technique, the same zero o'clock, the wounds of the three people are completely consistent, if it weren't for your father's quick reaction, then the wounds of these three people will also be completely one, and your father's case can now definitely be merged with these two cases. ”

"I resolutely can't accept it, those two are well-known scum in the police world, who my dad is, don't you know?" Huang Weiwei picked up a small piece of rice ball, and glared at Han Zijian.

"Whether you can accept it or not, you have to accept it now, in fact, this is also where I am very confused, you say, what is the motive of the murderer?" Han Zijian asked Huang Weiwei, as if asking himself.

"I'm also confused, if she is a person who specializes in killing the greedy, she can still understand that she is doing the right thing for heaven, but this dead woman, whether she is a good person or a bad person, it is a vicious knife to catch," Huang Weiwei simply put down her chopsticks and looked at Han Zijian.

After lowering his head and taking a few bites of food, Han Zijian raised his head again and said:

"The three victims are all at the level of the police, can we assume that this person has been brought to justice, so he is resentful, has a perverted psychology, and begins to retaliate after coming out.

But it is also important to note that the injuries of the three victims are all the kind of unsightly places, and you can also try to re-assume that this person may have been seriously injured in that way, and then she was wronged and framed, which caused her to become so crazy and vicious. ”

Huang Weiwei nodded and said:

"Well, the latter assumption is completely tenable, women are vulnerable groups without exception in that regard, and the current environment in Stone Town is chaotic like this, there must be unjust cases, wrong cases, and false cases,

This hypothetical scenario should be that these three people are stronger than each other, or they beat this woman together, and then put her in prison together, or they directly planned to kill her, but she escaped by luck.

But I still can't figure it out, if this assumption is true, how can I put Comrade Huang Bo in it?"

Han Zijian said seriously: "Is it possible that your father participated in or was used without knowing it?"

As if she had found a breakthrough all of a sudden, Huang Weiwei nodded again and again:

"It's possible, it's possible, the old grass on the wall that has no interest in our family is a big stupid hat, no one dares to offend, no one dares to provoke, no matter who calls him, he is a mess. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, next time you hear your dad say this, beware of me beating you!" Han Zijian was amused again.

Huang Weiwei was also happy at this time: "Brother Zijian, you instruct, what should we do next?"