Like many small and medium-sized cities on this land, in the era of high-speed construction composed of reinforced concrete and vast flow of people, Wangjiang Park has become the only place for many Xunshi people to go at sunset and on weekends.

Despite the alarming case, the fanfare is feared to cause panic. So the police only cordoned off the woods deep in the park and sent some plainclothes guards on duty.

When Jian Yao and Fang Qing arrived, it was not dark, and they could still see the scene of the crime clearly. I saw the same stone path as in the photo, with trees on both sides. It is conceivable that on the day of the crime, it was late at night, and how hidden and unnoticeable the murderer's whereabouts were.

There are several huge rocks on the side of the road, which are decorated with decorations. Fang Qing took out a magnifying glass, squatted next to the rocks and began to check: "The exploration report says that these rocks have scratches on the victim's struggling fingernails. Looks like the struggle is quite intense. ”

Jian Yao glanced at him, and both saw some speculation in each other's eyes. Then she started a new stove and crouched in front of the butterfly wings on the ground, carefully examining them.

After two days and two nights, because there was no rain in Xun City, those line patterns were still as bright as new. Jian Yao flipped through the appraisal report in her hand, and the record showed that these paints were a well-known brand of products on the market, and the price was not cheap. It is widely sold throughout the country.

"How do you feel, Goddess Stick?" Fang Qing asked.

He is used to being poor, every time Jian Yao uses criminal psychology to solve a case, he is in a good mood, and he always keeps calling "magic sticks" and "half-immortals" on the side.

Just like Jian Yao joked about Bo Jin Yan in the past.

"Na ......" Jian Yao stared at the line on the ground and replied, "The god stick believes that the suspect was in a very soft and calm mood when he drew this butterfly. You see, the pen is round, the painting style is soft, and there is no crazy and perverse temperament. ”

Fang Qing smiled: "It's a little interesting." ”

"What about you, what did you find?"

Fang Qing's arm rested on the rock, and his fingers tapped lightly: "I found it big here." Lo and behold, these three rocks, high and low, all left scratches on the victim's nails. In the grass next to it, there was another place that was trampled on, leaving the only most precious suspect footprint in this case. I look at the report, the size 40 foot, which has been identified as a flagship running shoe of Nike sneakers, has been worn for at least a year......"

Jian Yao stood up and said, "But Shao Yong and they also said that they went to check, this shoe is selling well, and the online sales are very high, so they can't follow this line." ”

"However, I can deduce the movement of the entire murder process that night based on these." Fang Qing smiled lightly, standing in front of Jian Yao, her fingers drawing lines in mid-air, but clearly, "Nie Shijun ran to the path from this direction, and the murderer must have suddenly attacked her from behind, so her fingernails will leave scratches in this direction on the first rock." ”

Jian Yao's eyes lit up.

"Then, she was dragged backwards." Fang Qing said, "At this time, she struggled very hard, and the two stepped into the grass, so the scratch was higher and the angle was larger, and it scratched the side of the rock." ”

"I have a feeling." Jian Yao said.

Fang Qing looked at her: "Yes, I think so too. ”

The two said in unison, "Novice." ”

After seeing the scene of the crime, the two walked around the entire park again. It was already dark, and the park was almost full of people. As you can imagine, even if the park closes that night, there will not be too few people. It is almost impossible to find the murderer in the vast sea of people.

When the two returned to the police station, it was already past nine o'clock, but the building was still brightly lit. Fang Qing parked the car in the parking lot, and from a distance, he saw that there was also a car parked on the opposite side. They saw a familiar face.

Feng Yuexi.

On the night of early autumn, Feng Yuexi was wrapped in a windbreaker, stepped on a pair of high heels, and stood in front of the car, which did have a pitiful and moving taste. A man got out of the car and walked up to her, the two said something, and the man took her shoulder and got into the car.

There was also a man sitting in the passenger seat of the car. It was a good car, two or three hundred thousand, but it was not uncommon in this city.

Jian Yao looked at them and said, "That should be Feng Yuexi's friend, come to pick her up." ”

Fang Qing sneered: "Beauty just doesn't lack people to take care of it. ”

Jian Yao turned her head to look at the old "angry youth" who was nearly thirty years old, and knew very well what he was "angry" about. After a long silence, he whispered: "Hey, your own sheep have run away, so don't laugh at other people's sheep for being beautiful and obedient." ”

Fang Qing: "...... Shut up. ”

The two went upstairs and saw Shao Yong standing alone in the corridor, smoking. The night was dyed so deep behind him, the light was blurred, and a cigarette between the old man's fingers seemed so lonely and deep. In addition, he has a tough figure, and he must have been handsome when he was young, and at this moment, he couldn't tell whether his sideburns were whiter or his smoke was whiter.

Jian Yao's heart shook.

This was originally the most ordinary scene, and you can see an old criminal policeman who has worked like this all his life in many police stations. But it was precisely this scene tonight, this moment, this impression, that touched Jian Yao's memories.

She suddenly remembered where she had seen Shao Yong.

Her gaze became stunned - but why did Shao Yong look like he didn't know her. Or, when they met in Pingshui, he forgot about her.

But Jian Yao always felt that there was something in his eyes when he looked at her. And such an old detective, an old fox, probably won't easily forget the people he has encountered.

Jian Yao and Fang Qing walked towards him. Sensing the movement, Shao Yong turned his head, snuffed out his cigarette, and showed them a gentle and calm expression.

"Old Fang, you go in first." Jian Yao said.

Fang Qing glanced at her unexpectedly, then looked at Shao Yong, and went in. Shao Yong raised his eyebrows slightly, not moving like water.

Jian Yao stared at him, smiled and said, "Team Shao, during the National Day two years ago, during that time, Jin Yan ...... He was recuperating at home. You once came to him with a backlog from 15 years ago. He gave you advice at the time, and later, the case was solved. Right? ”

Shao Yong smiled slowly and said gently, "Jian Yao, I have been grateful to Professor Bo for helping me and that case all my life. ”

Jian Yao's heart must be. Yes, Shao Yong was the one who came at that time. It's just that during that time, Bo Jinyan became famous, and there were too many people who came to him from the local area for help, so Jian Yao didn't remember who Shao Yong was for a while. After the case was solved, it seems that there was a non-stop correspondence and phone call between Bo Jinyan and Shao Yong. But Jian Yao didn't participate. Bo Jinyan has a withdrawn personality, and it is rare to be able to communicate with this Shao Yong several times.

"Nope." Jian Yao said, "Thank you also for your trust in Jin Yan." ”

She spoke very calmly, even with a smile in her eyes. Shao Yong thought about Bo Jinyan's current situation, but his wife was as peaceful and proud as ever, which touched Shao Yong's heart.

However, Jian Yao's words changed sharply, and she asked, "But Team Shao, why do you keep looking like you don't know me today?" ”

Shao Yong looked at her and didn't speak.

Touching his eyes, Jian Yao's heart suddenly moved. Then I thought that he made a special trip to Beijing to ask for the assistance of the Criminal Psychology Research Laboratory......

Something, flashed in Jian Yao's heart, but she couldn't grasp it accurately.

At this time, there was a shout from inside the door: "Chief, chief! Come on! ”

Shao Yong turned around and walked inside, but said in a low voice: "Jian Yao, I hope you and Jin Yan are all right." ”

Jian Yao was stunned. Looking at Shao Yong's old and upright back, he finally sighed softly.

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Shao Yong was right to sell Guan Zi to Jian Yao, but considering that person had a quirky personality and suffered a great calamity, it became more elusive, and Shao Yong didn't want to act rashly. He's more than happy to see a natural encounter, and he just needs to push the boat down the river.

However, Shao Yong didn't expect that they would come so quickly. He was called back to the office by his subordinates, and when he saw the faces of his subordinates, he chuckled in his heart. When he opened the door again, he saw that the two of them had come at some point, and they were sitting upright on his couch.

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Jian Yao returned to the seat she had temporarily arranged, sat down and began to write a preliminary criminal psychology portrait. Fang Qing on the side lit a cigarette, leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." Jian Yao replied, "I just suddenly remembered that Shao Yong had dealt with me and Jin Yan before. ”

Fang Qing let out an "oh".

At this time, it was late at night, and half of the office was empty, and they were still out investigating. The other half are like Jian Yao, who are probably looking down and sorting out the information in their hands. For a while, it seemed extraordinarily quiet. Only the lighter in Fang Qing's hand had the sound of a ride or a sliding sound.

Fang Qing and Jian Yao's seats were on the relatively quiet inside, so not all the criminal police noticed that they were back. At this time, a very lively looking criminal policeman walked in at the door, with a strange expression, patted the other person's shoulder, and whispered: "Hey, I heard that person is here again?" I listened to Uncle Zhang downstairs. ”

Jian Yao was picking up a pen and writing on paper: "The suspect is between 20 and 40 years old...... and heard the sound of conversation in her ears, but the pen did not stop.

"Who?" Someone asked.

"Hey! It's the one who lives in the mountains, always wears sunglasses, a mask, a black windbreaker, and is weird and weird......."

Jian Yao was writing that "the economy is in good shape", and her pen suddenly paused. Beside him, Fang Qing's lighter kept ringing unhurriedly.

"Oh, you said him. I heard that he used to be a detective and solved a lot of big cases, so he is still a good buddy with our Shao team. ”

"yes. But now ......"

But now.

Jian Yao's pen was completely frozen, and she couldn't move for a while. Fang Qing also raised his head.

The two detectives were silent as there was a knock at the door of Shao Yong's office.

Jian Yao looked at the handwriting on the paper that had become messy at some point. Suddenly there was a buzzing sound in my ears.

But now, her blind detective had forgotten the way home. Alone, wandering to the past.

The door not far from them opened, and someone staggered out on crutches. With a little arrogance and a little chuckle, but the voice like a cello bass burst sounded above her head: "A case committed by a novice is still hidden as a treasure." Think that's going to stop me? Captain Shao, you are really ...... It's so naïve! (To be continued.) )