Even in summer, the nights are cool.

Lin Ran sat on the sofa in the living room fiddling with his large-screen mobile phone, Lin Yu took the photo album and looked at it over and over, Wu's mother cleaned up the Lin family and went home from work.

Lin Yu scratched his head, tomorrow... It's time to go back to school again, Zhang Hao... What about that guy?

Gao Yuan asked for a huge amount of medical expenses, and Zhang Hao's family was under pressure to repay the mortgage, where could he pay it?

Lin Yu sighed, and didn't know what to do for a while.

On the other side of the city, in the kitchen of the back room of a high-end restaurant, Xu Xi was busy putting fried scorpions on top of fried white shrimp chips. The name of this dish is very good, it is called Snow Mountain Flying Fox. But it's actually very simple to make, fry the shrimp chips, fry the scorpions, and platter them together.

Xu Xi was busy for a while, and finally had to be free, he took off his tall white kitchen hat and walked out of the stuffy kitchen.

This hotel is called the Golden Kirin Restaurant, which is very famous in the west of the city, many dignitaries and celebrities will dine here, this restaurant has been operating for several years, and the dishes made are indeed delicious, and the environment is also very high-grade, so its business is very hot.

That's because those diners haven't entered the restaurant's room, and it is estimated that if they go, the appetite will dissipate in an instant.

Xu Xi sat quietly on the steps of the back door of the room, looking at the starry sky.

Tomorrow will be a sunny day! It should be a good day to kill. He thought.

However, recently, Xu Xi has started to get a little bored. There are more people killed, and the excitement is slowly fading.

It's so unchallenging! For example, the four people who were killed the day before yesterday should be members of the gang. But in front of Xu Xi, they were completely no different from the people he had killed before.

This is probably the difference between a professional and a non-professional.

He didn't like this feeling, so he should do something more challenging, such as... How about killing a cop?

Xu Xi thought.

……

When Xu Xi was thinking about whether to deal with the police, he didn't know that there was really a policeman who had begun to pay attention to him, or rather, the policeman was paying attention to Xu Xi's "clues." ”

The Public Security Bureau of A is located outside the third ring road of the city, and the office building is very magnificent.

It's ten o'clock in the evening and most of my colleagues are off work. However, in the office of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, the lights were still on.

The burly, dark-faced Zhang Jiaqiang sat at his desk, watching the surveillance footage on the computer screen.

The screen shows an old alley, with a Yinbei car parked in the lower right corner of the screen. Now that science and technology are really developed, Zhang Jiaqiang has to sigh. The picture captured by this camera is very clear, and it has evolved a lot from the street camera footage of previous years.

Three people came down from the silver cup of bread, and several people left the picture slowly, they didn't know what to do, and they didn't even close the car door, and the time was 10:18 in the morning.

Zhang Jiaqiang sped up, and fifteen minutes later, another man came out of the silver cup, that person was thin and lean, holding a mobile phone in his hand and looking at it constantly, and he left the picture for a while.

Speed up again, and ten minutes later, a cleaner sweeping the floor appears in the frame. Zhang Jiaqiang visually observed that the person was about 1.69 meters tall, with short hair, slightly thin, and wearing a cleaner's protective suit. Due to the distance, the physiognomy is not clear. However, based on his actions, Zhang Jiaqiang felt that this person was not very old, and should not be more than twenty years old.

His sweeping posture is very unprofessional, he looks very careful, but in fact, you can never sweep the muddy road no matter how carefully you sweep it. So, obviously, this man is just putting on a show. However, no ordinary person will care whether a cleaner is seriously sweeping the floor or not.

Therefore, Zhang Jiaqiang had to admit that this person was very successful in disguise.

Under the cover of sweeping the floor, the cleaner slowly approached the silver cup car. When he came to the car door, he looked around a few times, threw the tools in his hand out of the camera, and dodged into the van.

After that, the man nodded slightly at the door, as if to probe his surroundings. Then he closed all the doors in a very covert way.

Zhang Jiaqiang touched his wide head and shook his head. This person is so strange, even if he kills someone, how can he use such a risky way? When he enters someone's car, if the other party finds out that the door is closed, if the four of them rush up, then is this person okay?

He shook his head again, his idea was not right, it was obvious that the people in the silver cup car did not get down together, so the only person who knew that the car was closed or not should be the person who got out of the car last to look at his mobile phone.

Could it be that the cleaner was so careful that he even thought of this?

Quite possibly!

Zhang Jiaqiang fast-forwarded again, and it was obvious that the man had been in the silver cup and had not come out. When the time came to 11:24, the first person who appeared in the picture was the person who looked at the mobile phone, he was the last to get out of the car, and he was the first to get in the car.

Less than five seconds after the man got into the car, the door was closed again!

But how did he do it? Zhang Jiaqiang shuddered a little.

From the camera's angle, you can't see what's happening in the back compartment of the silver cup.

Seven seconds after the door closed, the three people behind appeared in the frame. The two were about to open the back door, and one began to detour in the direction of the driver's building of the car.

Next... Zhang Jiaqiang really wanted to see what was going on in the back compartment, but he knew that it was useless for him to be in a hurry. Only after catching the murderer, maybe he will tell himself.

The first person to get into the rear door paused visibly halfway through, stopped for two seconds, and then moved his body into the car in a strange way. And the person in the back obviously didn't notice the strangeness of the person in front, and he actually got into the car anyway. Maybe he noticed something halfway through, turned his head, and ended up being dragged into the car.

It would be nice if the camera was a little closer. Zhang Jiaqiang thought.

And the guy who went to the stand room had no idea what was going on in his car.

Sure enough, the camera still belongs to God's perspective, and the field of vision that can be seen is wider.

When the fat man sat down in the cab, he seemed to notice something in the back compartment, and he turned around, and for a few seconds kept his head looking at the rear compartment.

Until suddenly a large blood mist came out of nowhere, Zhang Jiaqiang thought that this blood must be the person driving the car.

Sure enough, the man began to clutch his neck, and when he turned around, more and more blood spurted out of his neck, almost all over the glass of the front window. It was clear that the cleaner was shooting directly from the rear compartment. However, this also made Zhang Jiaqiang unable to see what was happening in the car.

It wasn't until the cleaner opened the door and walked out of the back compartment that he walked to the driver's door and opened the door. Throw the clothes in your hand to the person who drives.

Then what was staged in the picture was the process of Xu Xi pushing the fat man to the back compartment. Of course, the current Zhang Jiaqiang doesn't know that this cleaner is Xu Xi.

Because the direction of the driver's building is facing the camera, the distance is closer, and when Xu Xi walked back to the cab from Xin, Zhang Jiaqiang clearly saw Xu Xi's facial features.

Zhang Jiaqiang was shocked! Because it was a childish face, mixed with dirty dirt and bright red blood, a child's face!

Oh, my God. Zhang Jiaqiang has been a criminal policeman for ten years, and this is the first time he feels afraid, not only because of Xu Xi's sophisticated and calm methods, but also because he is a child who has these methods!

Xu Xi opened the car door, he suddenly raised his head and quickly glanced at the camera.

This frightened Zhang Jiaqiang involuntarily shrank back, his first feeling was that the murderer had discovered his prying eyes. But it soon dawned on him that the man was looking at the camera, not himself.

But he still had lingering palpitations.

Zhang Jiaqiang is the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, and this USB drive was privately given to him by Director Zhang of the bureau when he was about to get off work this afternoon.

After reading it, Zhang Jiaqiang understood.

It is estimated that Deputy Bureau Zhang suppressed this case and did not report it, after all, Bureau Zhang is about to retire, and this kind of case is really a bit untimely at this time. After all, the incident occurred in the area under the jurisdiction of Deputy Bureau Zhang.

And the original video of this USB drive is estimated to have been deleted a long time ago.,Otherwise, it's not a joke to explode to the media or WeChat/blog.。

However, if you think about it carefully, this kind of case is nothing, after all, the indicators for the first half of this year have reached the standard, so it is estimated that Zhang Ju means that more is better than less.

But what does Zhang Ju mean by sending this thing to me? Now that the case has been suppressed, why do you keep this surveillance video?

Zhang Jiaqiang was a little stunned, I'll go, Zhang Ju, you don't want to play me. Cold sweat runs down when I think about it.

At this time, the phone rang, Zhang Jiaqiang took it out and looked at it, hey, I really said that Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, it was Zhang Ju who called!

"Alas, Zhang Ju, have you finished eating?" Zhang Jiaqiang said enthusiastically.

"Xiao Zhang, I've already eaten and I'm ready to go to bed!

This game is really unambiguous, straight to the point, Zhang Jiaqiang didn't have a chance to say the slap he had to say.

"Uh... Look..."Zhang Jiaqiang said cautiously.

"How's it going?

When Zhang Jiaqiang heard this, he was stunned! What are you doing here? Didn't you let you suppress all the cases? Do you still want me to continue to investigate?

"Uh... The murderer was probably fifteen years old..."

"Xiao Zhang... Needless to say, I gave this to you because you kid is very clever, remember the characteristics, and throw away the things that should be thrown away, so as not to accumulate more and more garbage in the future. Don't worry, you can do it, I don't blame you if you can't do it, okay, I'm going to retire next month, and I'll recommend you to He Bureau when the time comes, young man, do it well, if this thing is done, your captain won't run away, okay... That's it. ”

"Hey... But Zhang Ju..."

There was a sound of Didi hanging up on the other end of the phone.

Damn, you old fox!" Zhang Jiaqiang scolded.

He sat down and gathered his thoughts. Zhang Ju's meaning is obvious, let Zhang Jiaqiang destroy the video after watching it, so as not to leave a truth in the future. The second layer means that he will quietly investigate it from the team and the bureau, and it is estimated that he is entrusted by someone to find out the murderer.

Zhang Jiaqiang suddenly felt a sad mood welling up, Zhang Ju, you are going to retire next month, so you can give me the mess here. Don't let the bureau know, and you have to find out the murderer, hey, I'll go, I'll be a fairy!

But after thinking about it, this is also a helpless thing, after all, people have to climb up, since the leader trusts us, we have to go to the cage.

Zhang Jiaqiang, who walked out of the gate of the office building, came to the garage and drove his Buick out of the gate of the Public Security Bureau. He took out the USB drive and chopped it directly, and after checking that there was no possibility of repairing it at all, he threw the pieces into the grass on the side of the road. After that, I drove away.

There are old songs in the old car.

Zhang Jiaqiang breathed a sigh of relief, and went home again to face the cold hut, Downhill Leopard, Downhill Leopard, why haven't you been on the radio for more than half a month? Falcon really wants to drink and chat with you on the radio, he thought. Otherwise, it's time to find a girlfriend or something.

The car faded away and disappeared at the turn of the intersection.

[Let's see the foreshadowing in Chapter 5, Wang Gang is a leopard down the mountain, Zhang Jiaqiang is a falcon, they are talking about the radio]