Chapter 172: Strange Reasoning

Suddenly, Pingyu produced an absurd true air field that had never existed before, permeating a strange atmosphere:

Criminal police, all criminal police, should not have their own love, their own family, their own friendship, as well as their own time, their own spiritual world!

With the rapid growth of the commodity economy, the sharp rise of social wealth, and the rapid rise of science and technology to strengthen the police, the profession of criminal police members should be replaced or used into modern high-tech robots, which should be the most appropriate and in line with the current situation!

The criminal police should be copied and cloned by scientists immediately. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info In that way, they don't need to understand and support, they will dedicate everything they have more desperately, they are not afraid of being insulted, they are not afraid of being wronged, they are not afraid of being framed, they all have a persistent criminal police complex, and they have all become the national soul of China, the national soul without flesh and blood.

Ping Wei came to the bathroom and washed his face, sobered up his impassioned brain, and his thoughts immediately ran to Hao Yanran again.

Indeed, Pingfu discovered a big mistake in himself.

After a simple on-site investigation, in order to give a concise explanation to the provincial and municipal leaders present, after a brief report by Ping Wei at the case analysis meeting, he was harsh and despised by Director Ouyang, which disturbed Ping Wei's thoughts.

As a result, she overlooked a particularly important place, that is, the on-site investigation of the office of Hao Yanran, a female postdoctoral fellow and assistant to the director of the Public Security Bureau.

Of course, not immediately searching the places or people that should be investigated is also a huge mistake in the career of a criminal policeman, which has never happened before.

After thinking about it carefully, Ping Yu was even more sure that in Artemisia Yanran's secret space, there would definitely be the ironclad secrets she wanted.

If it is intercepted and used by others first, it will be a complete fiasco in Ping's life.

As soon as Ping Yu thought of this, he immediately jumped to try.

However, in the first thought, it is not appropriate to appear in the communication building of the city bureau in broad daylight.

Otherwise, the previous achievements will be wasted, and it will inevitably attract his suspicion.

It's better to use your brain more in everything, especially if you plan everything well before you can act.

Strive for a quick solution and a final word.

Sometimes, Ping Yu likes his super instincts.

Whenever this feeling comes, she has to overcome many difficulties and practice this feeling.

How can we know whether this feeling is right or wrong without finding it out? You must know that this kind of intuition does not come out of nowhere.

This feeling comes from a good criminal policeman's enthusiasm for the cause, his preference for the profession, his dedication to the case, and his personal experience in handling cases.

Ping Yan always felt that Artemisia Yanran must have left her something.

What the hell is it, and where is it stored? Ping Yan thought about it, and Artemisia Yanran thought that her office was the safest place.

Although the place is the closest to the danger, the most dangerous place is probably considered the safest for a woman like Artemisia Yanran.

What's more, it was the public security organ.

The people there are all human spirits.

If something obviously unorthodox happens, it is impossible not to be noticed by others.

In other words, if you want to do something unconventional in the communications building of the Public Security Bureau, you will definitely leave clues.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Artemisia Yanran's letter about dreams was a strange source of reasoning, implying that her remnants were in the safe in her office.

In the dark, Ping Fu said: Artemisia Yanran, are you asking me to go to your office to check?

Ping Yu looked at his phone, it was already 0:30 in the morning.

She decided to go right away and start her quest.

She typed into a "taxi" and came to the door of the city bureau communication building alone.

The telecommunications building was built to strengthen the construction of public security science and technology, as if it were a sharp sword towering in the center of Tonghai City.

In the past, when I came here to report or hold meetings, it was basically just after nightfall, and the flickering lights reflected that the people in the building were working day and night.

And tonight, under the bright stars, the whole building looks like a no-man's land, and the black lights are blinding, a bit mysterious and weird.

Electric gates or small doors are all already tightened.

The brightly lit communication room is located in the bungalow on the right in front of the courtyard of the communications building, and two security guards are on duty.

Ping Fu slammed on the door and the glass window.

A security guard opened the door and said, "Hello, what's the matter?"

Ping Yu walked in and said with a big grin: "Of course, you can't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing! Here, my police officer card! Which bureau chief is on duty tonight?"

After reading her police officer card, the security guard asked strangely: "Ping detachment, it's Director Zhang on duty, and his office is on the ninth floor, you must know, right?" I know you, though, Ping Detachment. Haven't you been transferred out of the public security organs?"

Ping Fu smiled and said, "What? You are so well-informed? Are you being transferred, and the jury is still undecided! Besides, can't I come back again?"

The security guard was still very vigilant and said, "Then why did you come in the middle of the night?"

Ping Fu smiled even brighter, and admonished loudly:

"Who am I? Who is Director Ouyang? Do I dare not come?

Criminal police, how can there be such a strong concept of normal work and rest time?

If you don't believe me, you can call and ask!"

The security guard didn't squeak, thought about it, and let him go.

Ping Wei put the police officer ID card in his bag, raised his hand with a smile, and said, "Thank you!"

Then with a sly smile, he walked into the compound and into the hall of the building.

What a blind spot, she thought, these security guards have the same psychological blind spot as those inexperienced police boys.

Why don't they dare to do what they need to do?

All three elevators are parked on the first floor and are available.

Ping Yu knows that one is to go to a single layer, one is to go to a double layer, and one is in the innermost, which is direct.

She thought about it and walked into the single-deck elevator.

Walking out of the elevator on the ninth floor, Ping Yu first walked to the door of Director Zhang's office on duty, and listened, there was no sound and there was no light outside the room.

She walked to the staircase of the revolving fire escape, quietly walked down, and came to the corner of the eighth floor, the door of Hao Yanran's office, and stopped.

Sure enough, Hao Yanran's office had been sealed with a seal with an official seal and a lettering on it.

Ping Fu smiled secretly in his heart, took out a thin iron bar from his pocket, pierced it through the keyhole, pounded it for a while, and pushed the door again, and the door tore the long white seal that was obliquely pasted.

- There is a year, month and date on it, a payment and an official seal.

The black characters, the red chapters, and the white paper are faintly reflected in the distant building lamp, which is very ghostly.

He must have asked someone to put it up, right?

Perhaps, he was also worried that Artemisia Yanran would have something that could not be made public, right?

That's why he did it himself early, wrote alone, and then put on the seal.

Someone else can put a seal, but who would dare to imitate his handwriting?

Hmph - trying to block my secret search is simply wishful thinking.

Before Ping Fu came, all the preparations had been made. She devised several plans for how she would deal with what to do if something happened.

So in her bag, there are also a few white slips of paper, a red seal made of radish, a brush, and red seal oil. But she still felt that these things didn't need to be used, just in case.

With a push, the coffee-colored cherry door opened, and she swaggered in.