Chapter 700: Hidden Traces
Wang Dali hurried back to the bureau with the manuscript, and Liu Xialai was already waiting for him in the office at this time.
Spread out on the table were the documents of the members of the mission, several of which were stamped with red fingerprints.
He looked at two copies carefully, one was Lan Xiaolong's and the other was Chen Changqing's, as a criminal investigator, he had the most basic fingerprint identification ability.
It is easiest to distinguish the obvious lines pressed by this kind of red seal mud, but now it is necessary to determine whose fingerprints are on these manuscripts that have been inexplicably taken once, whether it is Lan Xiaolong, Chen Changqing, or someone else!
"Bureau Liu, things are here. Kobayashi continued his investigation there. ”
Wang Dali put the file bag on the table and said again, "It is estimated that the fingerprints on it will be very messy, because it has passed through a lot of hands." ”
"Now we have to rule out the suspicion of these two people!" Liu Xialai said calmly.
Wang Dali nodded, what he was most worried about was that there was a danger to Comrade Yiming in the inspection group, and if the enemy had not left the country, there were two ways to deal with it.
If there is a problem with the confirmation team, then it must be reported to the ministry immediately and request support.
Liu Xialai picked up the file bag and glanced inside, there were probably dozens of pieces of paper: "All?"
"Well, it's all here, mainly because they can't remember which ones were picked up, so I'm going to ...... them all The typesetting over there can only be stopped for a moment. Wang Dali paused, "It may delay the publication of the book." ”
Liu Xia glanced at him: "Take this to the appraisal department first, let them do it." At the very least, you have to figure out what is going on before you publish it. ”
Wang Dali nodded: "Then I'll go." ”
"I'll come back after handing over my things. ”
Watching Wang Dali go out, Liu Xialai pinched his forehead with a headache, he didn't know what was written in Li Yiming's two fairy tales, which would attract the attention of some people.
After Wang Dali came back, he closed the door: "Bureau Liu, there is a matter, the appraisal department said that there are too many of these, maybe the materials are not enough, I asked if I want to do part of it first, and they are a little too busy, I said that this is assigned by you, do you want to say it again." ”
Liu Xialai let out a long sigh and nodded, handling cases is also a matter of money, a case like this... Of course, it's very important, but there are still murders ahead......
Wang Dali wants to get back the same paper, but if there are no obvious lines, he needs to use chemical display methods, such as iodine vapor fumigation, fingerprints will turn yellow because of residual oil, but you need to take pictures immediately.
Iodine is there, but you have to use film to take pictures of this, which is not cheap, and it doesn't mean that you can take a photo after a piece of paper is developed, usually you have to take three photos, and these dozens of papers are at least ten rolls of film gone.
Wang Dali hurried away, and soon returned: "I told them, and they will do part of it as soon as possible." ”
"Tell me about the situation!"
"Bureau Liu, I also asked the doorman when I came out, and their management is relatively loose now, and sometimes people who come in and out don't need to register, and they can pass by looking at their familiar faces. ”
Liu Xialai nodded silently, took out a cigarette and threw it to him, pointed with his hand, motioned to sit down, and said.
Wang Dali took the cigarette and didn't light it, and hurriedly poured: "Then I thought on the way, why did this person throw away this manuscript? He could have taken it with him, why did he throw it in the trash can downstairs,......
Liu Xialai lit a cigarette and slid the lighter to the opposite side.
Wang Dali picked up the lighter and whispered, "Nowadays, even if people wipe their buttocks with newspapers, they have to read it twice...... as he lit a cigarette.
"He didn't want to take it out because it would be risky to go out, and he was very careful. I don't want to put it back, because he's afraid of being seen again!" Liu Xialai gently puffed out his cigarette, his eyes were a little distracted, "I only take a part, I'm also afraid of being discovered,......"
"But if it matters, he can ...... both."
"The most important thing in the typesetting workshop is the manuscript, right?"
"That's right!"
"Isn't that it?"
"Then if it was Chen Changqing, people like him would rarely be stopped when they passed by the doorman. ”
"Well, he's not afraid of being stopped, but he certainly didn't register. Liu Xialai thought for a moment, "Of course, Lan Xiaolong must be the same, the question is which of the two of them is still someone else." ”
"Bureau Liu, what if they are very careful not to leave fingerprints on them?
"On a hot day, does he wear gloves?"
"No, Bureau Liu, I thought of something, this person can actually take other paper pads!"
Liu Xialai's brows were almost squeezed out, if this is the case, then the line is broken again: "You take this photo to investigate, has anyone seen these two people that day." Liu Xialai picked up two files with photos.
"Bureau Liu, I'll go right away. ”
Liu Xialai sighed softly: "Wait a minute, what is this book about?"
"Well, I didn't read this book of Blue Star Village, I only read a few pages, it seems to tell some rabbit adventure stories, and I read about half of the other meow town, which is about the story of meow meow building his hometown, oh this meow meow is a flower cat, uh, it's an orphan, a lonely cat......
It was originally going to leave its hometown, and then an old man gave him a book called Blue Cat 3000 Questions, and it returned to his hometown to engage in construction, and it was very well written, well, you can ask this book if you have any questions in life, and you can see the answer when you write it, there are those who cook, there are those who plant fruit trees, and there are those who renovate the house......
Wang Dali said with excitement on his face.
Liu Xialai sighed softly, his heart was full of strange feelings, isn't this a hundred thousand why?
Comrade Yiming probably liked 100,000 whys very much, so he summarized 3,000 of them and wrote them into fairy tales, but does such a book have any special value in the eyes of the enemy?
Could it be that if we want to engage in construction, the enemy will not want us to do it?
Fairy tales are for children, and what useful things can be there...... Liu Xialai thought for half a minute and didn't speak.
Li Yiming gave him the feeling that he was very knowledgeable and extremely smart, so he was not surprised that Li Yiming could write fairy tales, or it would be strange if he couldn't write them, but why did the enemy steal this manuscript?
I can't wait to see what will be released soon!
A certain figure in Liu Xialai's heart became clearer and clearer.
Wang Dali sat and smoked carefully, also with his head down, and his mind was full of the content of the book: "By the way, Liu Ju, there is a song in it.... Lyrics......"
"Well, Comrade Yiming can write songs, didn't he also write the rabbit dance......" Liu Xialai subconsciously responded, "Tell me about Lanxing Village...... Is it an adventure story, not taught to farm in the village?"
"No, well, I haven't read a few pages, maybe there's a farmer in the back, and in front of it is a rabbit named Rory who wants to save other rabbits, and he dreamed of seeing a dragon......"
"Shenlong?"
"That's right, that dragon turned out to be.... Protect this village, and then it's gone, well, it's not gone, it's asleep, because there is no energy, so the rabbit has to find energy for it, by the way, this is called positive energy!" Wang Dali said in pieces.
The more Liu Xialai listened, the more confused he became: "Is there anything special?"
"It seems that there are so many songs, those rabbits sing at every turn,......" Wang vigorously tried to recall, his forehead was already full of sweat, and he didn't have time to read much in just a few minutes, only a general impression.
Liu Xialai sighed heavily, a group of rabbits who sing at every turn, rabbits who can sing and dance to adventures, Comrade Yiming wrote a fairy tale!
"This ...... Oh yes, there's something that might have something to do with us. Wang Dali remembered something again, "There is a murder case in this book in Lanxing Village, and those rabbits have solved the murder case, using a kind of ...... Special high-tech approach ......"
Murder, case solving, high-tech?!
Liu Xialai immediately became vigilant: "What way?"
If a meowing cat opens a shop and farms is just fun, the plot of solving the case in the fairy tale book has to be.... It's a lot of fun!
If this book was written by Comrade Yiming again, then what is hidden behind this interesting?
Comrade Yiming's knowledge is so rich, and his origin is so mysterious, what he writes is definitely not ordinary!
"Uh.... The name is a little strange I can't remember, there is it in the manuscript, it is said to use a pot with hot water and genes or something, anyway, it is very high-tech, the gene thing is still the last time I heard the identification department said, everyone's fingerprints are different, but everyone's genes are also different, this is also a good identification method. Wang Dali sighed as he spoke, and added, "Comrade Yiming also knows forensic medicine!"
Liu Xialai raised his head and thought about it, why are there any of these things on the top of 100,000...... didn't think of it, and he didn't have time to finish so many books, but Li Yiming definitely didn't just read 100,000 whys,......
"Bureau Liu, I have to go!" Wang Dali looked at his watch, he had to go back to the printing house now, and everyone had a small break at noon, so it was convenient to ask questions.
"Okay, I'll go and see it myself later, you go first, and check this matter carefully,......" Liu Xialai took a deep breath, stood up and extinguished the cigarette butt, "There must be a problem!"
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