"Knock knock—" There was a hurried knock on the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who?" Jian Yao opened the door, but saw that Fu Ziyu was pale, but his eyes were red, and he had obviously cried. This surprised Jian Yao, who could make Fu Zi, who had been gentle and peaceful for ten thousand years, cry?

Fu Ziyu nodded at Jian Yao, turned his head to avoid her gaze, and walked straight in: "What about Jin Yan?" ”

Jian Yao hurriedly said, "In the study." ”

Fu Ziyu pushed open the door and walked in, Bo Jinyan lowered his head and was reading, Fu Ziyu snatched the book from his hand and threw it aside.

Bo Jinyan looked up at him, his gaze inquiring.

Fu Ziyu's voice was still a little trembling and hoarse, and he said, "I'...... See her......"

"Who?"

“joe…… Yumeng, Han Yumeng. ”

Bo Jinyan's face changed slightly, and he glanced at Jian Yao.

"Are you sure you see clearly?" Bo Jinyan asked.

"Yes!" Fu Ziyu nodded vigorously, "I can see it very clearly." Same forehead, same eyes, same nose...... Even the little mole on the neck is exactly the same—unless there are two people in the world who are exactly the same. ”

His voice sounded very painful, and Bo Jinyan patted his hand, motioned for him to sit down first, and then brought him a bottle of water from the side. Fu Ziyu unscrewed it and poured a big mouthful, then stared at the ground with red eyes. Obviously, under Jian Yao's "training", Bo Jinyan has done a very good job of comforting his friends.

However, not to mention Jian Yao, Bo Jinyan had never seen Fu Ziyu like this.

Jian Yao also sat down next to her silently.

"Where did you see that? Where is she now? Bo Jinyan asked slowly.

Fu Ziyu shook his head, and then said, "I saw her in the commercial street, and I was ...... I was so shocked that I thought it was my hallucination. By the time I chased in, she was gone. He dug his fingers into his hair: "But I asked the waiter, and it is true that there is such a woman who has come to buy something." ”

Bo Jinyan thought for a moment and looked at Jian Yao: "Immediately notify An Yan and mobilize all the surveillance on that street to find traces of that woman." ”

Jian Yao immediately got up and went. Bo Jinyan looked at his best friend in front of him again and said, "I will immediately ask the relevant departments for assistance and make every effort to search." Report her as soon as she is found. But Kris, I have to be honest, in those circumstances, her chances of survival were very slim. Be prepared that maybe it's just a similar look. ”

Fu Ziyu didn't speak for a long time, and then said "um" softly.

After staying at Bo's house for a while, Fu Ziyu's emotions finally calmed down a lot, and he didn't want them to send him, so he drove home by himself. But Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao both knew that for this man, it would be difficult to sleep tonight.

Not only tonight. With Fu Ziyu's temperament, I am afraid that I will be sleepless for a long time in the future.

The night stars are bright.

Bo Jin Yan hugged Jian Yao, leaned back in the bench, and looked at the night sky.

"Could that person be Han Yumeng?" Jian Yao asked.

"I don't know." Bo Jin replied with a deep gaze.

What he thought was that if he just admitted his mistake, it would be fine.

But what if it's really Han Yumeng, who has been missing for a long time?

……

How did she get out of danger back then?

And how to escape from the hands of a psychopathic murderer?

Where have all these years gone?

Why don't you come to Ziyu all the time?

Now, out of nowhere, it's popping up again.

Faintly, a cold breath poured into my heart. His chest was warm, and it was Jian Yao who reached out and hugged him tightly.

Bo Jinyan looked down at her.

"We were lucky." She whispered, "There is no separation. ”

Bo Jin Yan felt a slight pain in his chest, the kind of pain that was pulled by the soft sweetness. He looked down and kissed her on the forehead, smiled, and said, "Do you need to talk about it?" Of course we won't be separated – how could I possibly allow that to happen? How could the sun leave the sky that belonged to him? Jian Yao couldn't help but laugh.

The two hugged for a while, and Jian Yao fell asleep in his arms. Bo Jinyan let out an "oh", got up and carefully carried her to the bed, which felt like holding a soft cat. Such a simple move made Bo Jinyan shake his mind in the middle of the night. He found that a ridiculous thought had never existed in his heart, and he faintly looked forward to such a time, slower and longer, and never end.

——

Early the next morning, Bo Jinyan asked for the assistance of various departments and searched all the places where the woman had appeared.

However, the results were not satisfactory.

An Yan mobilized all the surveillance, but there was no camera to capture the woman's face. There is only a vague figure in the streets and alleys.

The clothing store was also thoroughly explored by forensic personnel, but no fingerprints were found, which matched the missing Han Yumeng.

"Was she wearing gloves?" The waiter recalled, "It didn't seem to be. Isn't it strange to wear gloves in this kind of weather? After his questioning that day, the waiter was deeply impressed by the woman, and recognized that the woman did look exactly like Han Yumeng in the photo.

The appearance is the same, but the fingerprints are not.

This is a fact worth playing with for any detective.

After being busy for a day or two, Bo Jinyan did not tell Fu Ziyu about the detailed progress, let alone bring him to various scenes. lest his mood fluctuate too much. I'm just going to tell him when there is clear progress.

And Fu Ziyu was also quiet over there. Probably, waiting.

It's Sunday afternoon, and it's time for Comic Con. There was no further clue to the woman's whereabouts, and it was not a solution to dry up. Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao decided to go to the Comic Con to adjust and relax.

Before going out, Jian Yao received a phone call, which was from Luo Lang, whom she met a few days ago.

"Jian Yao, I have replied to your email for the three legal questions you sent me last time and consulted them." Even through the phone line, Jian Yao could feel the mellow and gentle smile in his voice.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Luo. I'm sorry for you again, I'll watch it when I come back in the evening. ”

"You're welcome." Luo Lang smiled and asked, "Want to go out?" ”

"Well, go out with my husband."

"Okay, nice weekend. You can consult me if you have any legal questions in the future. ”

Hanging up the phone, Jian Yao's heart was warm. The police also have legal advisors, but they always have to go through the departmental coordination process, which can sometimes take days. Therefore, Jian Yao recently studied some information or sorted out files, and when she encountered a problem that she didn't understand, as long as it didn't involve confidentiality, she would send an email to Luo Lang. He is always very patient in replying to answers, which helps the team a lot. came and went, and the two became acquainted.

Of course, in order to express her gratitude, Jian Yao bought a batch of books and sent them to Luo Lang. It was a book he had mentioned about the criminal investigation that he was interested in. Luo Lang gladly accepted.

Bo Jinyan didn't care about their interactions. Jian Yao said: "You see, it's also a good thing that my fellow countryman can provide us with legal foreign aid." Our special case team, 4 formal team members, plus 0.5 forensic doctors who are shaking, plus 0.5 lawyers and foreign aid, this is truly fully functional. ”

……

"Ma'am, can we go on a date?" Bo Jinyan asked with a smile.

Jian Yao raised his head and saw that he had already changed out of his shirt and trousers, and put on a polo shirt and slacks. A little less cold, more clear and gentle. Those eyes were as clear as water.

Now I don't look like a criminal psychologist, just like a bookish young man, elegant and beautiful.

This is still the result of her training in the past few years, otherwise the otaku suit control even goes to the mountain, and thinks the shirt and leather shoes are very good.

Jian Yao couldn't help laughing, threw the phone into her bag, and pulled his arm: "Let's go, Mr. Bo." ”

The two drove to a famous animation industrial park on the outskirts of Beijing.

The windows were open, and a gentle wind blew in. There was still music playing in the car, and the two talked from time to time. So much so that Jian Yao didn't hear a vibration when the phone entered the text message.

The silver phone was lying in her bag, and the screen was on and off.

is a text message from an unknown number:

"Absolutely no comic con."