"Why haven't I heard him mention it? After taking a good look at Xiao Jingyao, Zhang put on gloves, stood in front of the autopsy table and cut the chest and abdomen of the deceased, and carefully examined the abdominal cavity of the deceased. "According to the condition of the corpse, the time of death should have been between 3 and 4 o'clock, the deceased was stabbed five times, two in the chest, and three in the abdomen, one of which injured organs and blood vessels, and the similarity with the first two cases was that the deceased's wrist was also engraved with the letters L and M. He then dissected the deceased's chest and found no obvious abnormalities.

He Yan stared at the corpse, and blood kept gushing out. "The body was found in the Wisteria Garden?"

Zhang Hao stopped what he was doing and looked at him in surprise. "How do you know?"

At this time, Xiao Jingyao's mind was blank, and she almost ran out of the dissection room and stood in the corridor to breathe fresh air. When he was about to go back to the house after his heart calmed down, he was blocked by He Yan who came out, and he joked: "Archaeologists can't see this meeting?"

After a few seconds of trance, she realized that he was talking to herself, her face was slightly pale, and she forced herself to calm down, and a pair of big eyes looked back drippingly, "Who can't see it." With that, he walked past him and walked straight into the dissection room.

The smile on the corner of He Yan's mouth raised silently, and a subtle smile appeared in his eyes.

Xiao Jingyao, who didn't want to be looked down upon, rushed to the front of him from behind He Yan, staring at the corpse on the dissecting table, although she was afraid, she pretended to be calm on the surface.

At this time, night fell, the night of the city, the lights were still bright, and the two people who came out of the police station did not end today's work, but came to the scene of the crime.

The car is parked near the community, and the wind carries the cool at night. There are no street lights in the low and old old alley that is about to be demolished, Xiao Jingyao looked at the endless darkness in front of her, the whole alley seemed even darker, she turned on the flashlight, and there were occasionally stray cats walking on the wall, walking in this dark alley couldn't help but make people feel chilled. It had just rained a few days ago, and the rainwater that poured in had been accumulating, there were no sewers in the alleys, and the ground was full of puddles, and it was hard to notice the potholes on the road, the sewage flowed sideways, the garbage was everywhere, and there was a bad rancid smell in the air.

She looked up at him, "Are you sure this is where the dead live?"

"I've always had a good brain. ”

The two came to the scene of the crime, the smell of blood in the room still did not dissipate, the house was empty, the surrounding silence was terrifying, the cold chill soaked into the cracks of the bones, she couldn't help but shiver, trying to control her fear, after all, she had just died yesterday, she asked cautiously: "Where did the person die?"

He Yanfeng said lightly: "Your feet." ”

Xiao Jingyao was so frightened that she jumped to the side and bowed to the place where she was standing.

After checking He Yan in the house, he was stunned, and raised his head suddenly, his eyes were vigilant. At the same time, the light bulb flashed a few times and suddenly went out, Xiao Jingyao screamed and hid behind him, clutching the corner of He Yan's clothes tightly, she shivered involuntarily, held her breath, and didn't dare to breathe.

He Yan's voice was very low, and he said, "The 'ghost' has come out." ”

The expression on her face suddenly froze, she caught the meaning of his words, goosebumps broke out all over her body, and she trembled, "Don't scare me." ”

When He Yan raised his feet and was about to walk to the window, the person behind him pulled the corner of his clothes tightly, his brows twisted into Sichuan characters, and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Let go." ”

Xiao Jingyao shook her head, the atmosphere was deadlocked for a while, and He Yan took the lead in defeat: "Follow behind me." ”

Her face was timid. "Has anyone been here?"

Downstairs, in the dark, a man in a mask stares at a faint light in a window.

He Yan ignored her words. "Turn off the flashlight.

He stood still until his eyes made out the surroundings, He Yan walked to the window and tore open a crack in the curtain, and all that passed by his ears was the sound of the wind, not any sound. Looking downstairs at the darkness where I couldn't see my fingers, I looked around for a while, but I didn't see any suspicious person.

"Cowardly?"

After her mouth trembled slightly, she finally made a sound: "No, no." ”

"Looks like I need to seriously reconsider you as an assistant. ”

"I have a lot of advantages, and I need you to understand them slowly in the future. ”

The surroundings were gloomy, and now her scalp was numb, and Xiao Jingyao's face had a thoughtful and terrified expression, and she took a small step to his side. "It's getting late, shouldn't we go back? ”

"You and I will encounter this situation often in the future, and it is best to get used to it in a short time. ”

"Can I opt out?"

"No, you can't. ”

From the scene of the crime, until the front of the car, her hands were tightly pulling the corners of He Yan's clothes. He Yan said speechlessly: "I don't want a similar situation to happen next time." ”

Xiao Jingyao replied innocently: "The body just reacts instinctively." ”

He Yan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, heard an abnormal sound of the tire contacting the ground, he got out of the car to check, and about 2 centimeters of nails were stuck in the tire.

Xiao Jingyao rolled down the window, poked her head out, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He Yan's face tightened. "Flat tire"

She opened the car door and got out of the car: "Then how do we go back?"

He Yan opened the trunk and took out the spare tire and the tools on board.

She asked, "You want to change the tire?"

"Hmm. ”

He handed her the warning triangle in his hand. "Put it fifty meters behind you. ”

"Oh. ”

He Yan turned on the hazard warning flashers and rear taillights in turn, and stood in place waiting for her.

"The flashlight is on. ”

After Xiao Jingyao, who was standing on top of him, took out a flashlight from his backpack, He Yan began to change the tires.

Xiao Jingyao suggested: "There should be a repair shop nearby, and we can drive the car over." ”

"The tires are flat,"

"That can call for help.

"I don't like to bother people. ”

Xiao Jingyao was completely speechless.

She looked at his skillful operation and couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect you to know anything."

"There are many skills, but not pressure. ”

"Archaeology for someone as timid as you is really beyond my expectations. Archaeological places are generally either poor and remote or barren mountains and mountains, and it is inevitable to sleep in the open, and it is difficult to sleep well according to your guts."

Xiao Jingyao squatted beside him and said flatly: "I was a little uncomfortable when I went at first, but after I got familiar with it, it was average." ”

He Yan, who had a playful tone, said: "I haven't gotten used to it yet?"

She could hear the meaning of his words, wasn't it that she was a little frightened out of instinct in the house just now. She argued: "Our archaeology is about cultural relics, ruins, and other objects that are studied in some content, and you are studying human corpses, and the concepts of the two are very different. ”

"Have you studied the dead?"

Her hand shook inadvertently. "No, but the burial goods have been cleaned after the coffin was opened. ”

He knew she was lying, and he didn't break it.

Xiao Jingyao asked the question in her heart: "What does a psychologist do?"

"Curbing crime and reducing crime. ”

She muttered quietly, "I didn't say it." ”

He Yan took off his gloves, took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped his hands. "Alright. ”

"It's getting late, I'll send you back. ”

Xiao Jingyao's stomach rang appropriately,

He Yan looked at her, "Hungry?"

She nodded sheepishly.

The car passed by one restaurant after another, and he didn't stop the car, Xiao Jingyao turned his head sideways and asked him, "We don't eat?"

"Go home and eat. ”

"I'm not going to do it. ”

The car stopped on the side of the road, Xiao Jingyao took off his seat belt and was about to open the car door, seeing that he had no intention of getting out of the car, he asked, "You're not going?"

"Not used to it"

"Oh well. ”

"You only have ten minutes. ”

"Ten minutes?"

"Nine minutes and forty seconds. ”

She opened the car door and sped to the nearest restaurant.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Jingyao returned to the car on time.

He Yan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, frowned, "What did you eat?"

When she was full, she said contentedly, "Stinky tofu." ”

"Get out of the car. ”

"Why?"

"I don't want to pollute the air in the car. ”

"I don't want to. ”

He said again: "Get out of the car." ”

"I don't. ”

He got out of the car, went around to the other side, opened the door, and dragged her out of the car.

"What are you doing. ”

"Take a taxi back by yourself. ”

He threw her on the side of the road, the windows open, and let the wind pour in and blow away the unclean air in the car.

Xiao Jingyao, who was thrown on the street, looked at the direction where the car disappeared in a daze, and after a long time, she shouted uncontrollably for a moment: "What a word!"

Xiao Jingyao, who returned to the community, looked at the night sky hopelessly, completely forgetting that she came out of that building during the day, was it Building No. 6 of Unit 3 or Building No. 3 of Unit 6? She couldn't remember clearly, even if she found that she didn't have a key, she couldn't get in, and when she came out, she forgot her mobile phone to her home, and she couldn't contact Jiangcheng.

By the time Jiang Cheng came back from work, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, when he opened the door, it was dark in the house, and he called a few times and no one answered, Jiang Cheng, who was a little worried, took out his mobile phone and dialed her. Seeing the mobile phone lying on the sofa flashing and flashing, he thought that maybe she had something to do, and after waiting for half an hour and not seeing anyone, Jiang Cheng, who was not at ease, put on his coat and went outside to find her. After looking for a long time, he found her in a chair under the street lamp, and he walked up to her with a slight helplessness in his tone. "Going to sleep outside?"

Xiao Jingyao, who was sitting on her knees, hurriedly got up when she heard the familiar voice, her feet were a little numb, and she almost fell, but Jiang Cheng caught her quickly. "If you don't go home and sit downstairs and watch the stars, your old man really has Yaxing. ”

"What building do we live in?"

"Don't tell me you've forgotten your house number. ”

She nodded honestly.

Jiang Cheng looked at her with some concern: "Xiao Jingyao, you can't remember things now, wouldn't you already have Alzheimer's disease when you are not old." ”

Xiao Jingyao gritted her teeth and said, "Jiangcheng! ”

Jiang Cheng saw that she looked like she was going to kill him, and begged for mercy: "Isn't it okay if I'm wrong, let's go, hurry home." ”