CHAPTER XXXI

"In Nie Shijun's living habits, there is a little bit of a strangeness." Bo Jinyan said, "Yesterday, Jian Yao also mentioned that the places that Nie Shijun often goes to include parks, companies, and shopping malls. This is also reflected by neighbors, roommates, and co-workers. According to your description of her clothes and lifestyle, she is a very simple girl who rarely uses expensive brands and luxury goods. She doesn't have a credit card, but according to her bank card records, she has one or two big cash withdrawals every month. Where did the money go? I think we need to go to the mall she frequents and find out about that. ”

Everyone was slightly stunned.

Jian Yao agreed very much in her heart. Now from the murderer's line, there is no clue. The focus should be on the victim. Bo Jinyan had already asserted that there must be something special about Nie Shijun, which attracted the murderer. No subtle anomalies should be missed. Even if it probably has nothing to do with the case in the end.

"Okay, then I'll work hard for you. We are always there to communicate if there is progress. Shao Yong left, and Jian Yao handed the breakfast in his hand to the two otaku. An Yan said "oh yes" softly, sat down and started eating immediately.

What was put in Bo Jinyan's hand was a hot lunch box. He opened the lid and smelled the light smell of fish inside.

"Fish ball powder." A gentle voice whispered in his ear, "It's a meatball made of fresh fish, beware that there may be small thorns." ”

"yes, okay." Bo Jinyan suddenly had an impulse and reached out and grabbed her hand. This catch actually made him catch it. Her hands were still soft and boneless, but his fingertips could tell the difference of one thousandth, and he could clearly feel her palms calloused. So he was even more reluctant and held her hand tighter.

Jian Yao's heart and liver also trembled, and when he looked down, he saw the black hair on his forehead and his fair handsome face under his sunglasses. The slightly dry finger against her palm made her feel **** tremble in an instant.

Someone came to the door. She quickly withdrew her hand and returned to her seat.

The person who came was Fang Qing. When he woke up early in the morning, he found that Jian Yao next door was no longer there, and he knew that this girl couldn't sit still when she saw her own man.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he walked into the office, it would be such a harmonious scene. All three of them were quietly eating breakfast.

But after a closer look, the atmosphere is still a little awkward.

Fang Qing walked to the table with a faint expression, also took a bag of food, sat down by himself, and said when he was full.

For a while, none of the four of them spoke.

Soon, everyone finished eating. Bo Jinyan said: "Let's go, go to the mall to check Nie Shijun's consumption records." ”

Jian Yao replied: "Okay." ”

Fang Qing glanced at her and didn't speak.

The four of them walked out of the door, and An Yan climbed Fang Qing's shoulder, but he broke free. An Yan scolded in a low voice, "I'm." Fang Qing ignored him. After going downstairs after a while, Fang Qing went to his pocket to touch the cigarette, but he didn't find a lighter. An Yan picked up the lighter he dropped from the ground and handed it to him. Fang Qing glanced at him, took it, and said, "Thank you." An Yan: "No thanks. ”

Fang Qing lit a cigarette and smoked a few puffs, and after a while, he squinted and laughed to himself.

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Every morning, Luo Lang has to exercise. Go out for a run for two hours when it's not raining, and run at home when it's raining and do strength training.

At 7 o'clock that day, he had just finished his workout and was sitting on the sofa in a white vest and sports pants. With a slender physique, tight muscles, and sweaty heat, he doesn't look like a decent elite man at all.

Like a real man. Dressed thin and stripped with flesh, that's probably what he used to describe him.

Of course, he still has the qualities of a business person. For example, at this moment, he was watching the morning news broadcast, all kinds of financial news, social news. At the same time, he slowly wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, as if the whole world was not in his heart.

Except for those with the surname Jane.

When the place name "Xun City" appeared in the news, he raised his head.

If memory serves, Jian Yao is investigating the case in Xun City now.

Then the next news made him frown even more.

Butterfly Homicide.

Because the police have never officially released the news, the citizens in the report have spread the mystery of this case. What kind of serial killer always appears on rainy nights, killing women in red, and then making human butterflies......

Until the news was broadcast, Luo Lang maintained a solemn look.

After a while, he suddenly lowered his head and smiled sarcastically.

Where did the little thief come from, so he made a fool of himself and alarmed the whole city, it is estimated that his Jian Yao is exhausted, right?

Luo Lang's face became a little cold.

If there is anything else in this world that he cares about deeply, it is probably only Jian Yao. After that case, he vowed not to let Jian Yao be harmed in any case or in anyone's hands.

And, himself, don't suffer any more grievances.

He stood up, went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into a black T-shirt and black trousers, put on a cap, a backpack, and called the secretary: "...... I'm on a business trip for a few days, don't call me these days. Find other partners for everything......"

He went downstairs, drove out of the garage with a car that he didn't usually use, and left Beijing.

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An Yan's car was parked in the parking lot of the police station, he opened the car with the key, and opened the driver's door by himself, but at this time he heard Jian Yao's voice: "Fang Qing, let's sit in the back." Fang Qing and An Yan raised their heads at the same time and glanced at each other.

Fang Qing: "Hmm. Sitting in the back row with Jian Yao.

Bo Jin Yan on the side bit his lip lightly and sat in the passenger seat with a flat face.

The car starts.

At first, everyone was silent. After a while, Jian Yao coughed twice. Fang Qing and An Yan didn't care, but Bo Jin Yan lowered his head slightly. When the car turned a corner, he suddenly said, "Why are you coughing?" ”

Jian Yao looked up at him and replied, "It's okay, dry mouth." ”

Bo Jinyan didn't speak. An Yan immediately took a bottle of unopened water from the center console and handed it to the back. Jian Yao: "Thank you." Fang Qing smiled and said, "My mouth is also dry." ”

An Yan said lightly: "It's gone." ”

Jian Yao took a sip of water and coughed lightly twice.

Bo Jin Yan: "Did you kick the quilt again when you went to bed at night?" ”

An Yan and Fang Qing didn't hear it.

Jian Yao didn't know how to answer, a little embarrassed and a little sad. It turns out that this guy is still the same as before, saying some intimate words, and never caring about the person next to him.

"It's none of your business." She replied softly.

An Yan and Fang Qing both looked out the window.

Bo Jinyan was silent for a while and said, "It's my business." Because I didn't have me by your side to cover you with a quilt. He said this quite sadly, but An Yan and Fang Qing wanted to laugh inexplicably. Jian Yao bit her lower lip, turned her head to look out the window, and said, "I don't need someone to cover the quilt for me anymore." ”

At this time, Fang Qing interjected: "I can testify to this." Jian Yao gets up early every day and works out greedily, running, fighting, shooting, and ...... Now she is almost the most powerful female criminal police officer in the bureau, and one person can take down three strong men. A little cold and flu can't get close to her at all. ”

An Yan was also a little surprised: "So powerful? ”

Fang Qing: "Heh...... She's putting you two down like a joke now. ”

An Yan: "Really? Sister-in-law, let's try it later. ”

Jian Yao smiled slightly: "Okay." ”

Bo Jinyan spoke: "I'll try it too." ”

Jian Yao ignored him. (To be continued.) )