0-0 As soon as he arrived at the police station in the morning, he sat in his seat and read the newly released report, and he had only eaten half a bite of the buns he bought in the cafeteria, and he was told by his subordinates to go to the director's office for tea.

The old chief made a cup of the not-so-authentic Longjing, held the cup, and sat down in front of him, as if he was going to have a long talk with him.

"Conglian, how's the case going?" The director touched the teacup and spoke very seriously.

The criminal cong Lian looked at the director's half-bald head and bright head, and sat up straight: "The case is still under investigation, I just got the report of the forensic department, the report shows that the ring in the park has obvious traces of man-made damage, so this should be a murder case." ”

seemed to hear the word "murder", and the director's expression instantly became distressed: "Conglian, I'm old, and my heart is not good, I hope you can say such a stimulating word?" ”

"The murderer's motive and modus operandi have not yet been clarified, or they may be related to the hospital and the Baisha case on Long Street......

"Shut up!" The old director almost covered his heart: "Don't talk about this kind of relationship casually!" ”

But Professor Fu said......"

"!" The old director slammed the table: "Fu Hao wants to have this level, his teacher can wake up laughing in his dreams!" ”

"After all, our Professor Fu is an external expert."

"Hell, Fu Hao studied psychometrics, and he has never been out in the field, and you will analyze criminal cases with me?"

"You mean, someone is pointing Professor Fu behind his back?" The torturer asked mysteriously.

"Torture from the company!" "Yesterday, someone reported to his superiors that the Hongjing City Bureau used non-staff personnel to participate in the handling of cases, which seriously affected the fairness of the procedure and the purity of the police force!"

The criminal conglian frowned, it's really strange, just the kung fu he handcuffed Lin Chen into the police station yesterday, someone immediately reported it to his superiors?

What's wrong with this?

"Isn't Professor Fu the consultant you hired through formal procedures?" The criminal servant continued to pretend that he did not understand

"Idiot, of course it's not Fu Hao!" The old director was so angry that he choked: "If you don't want to arrest anyone, you want to arrest Lin Chen!" ”

"Is it really Lin Chen?" The criminal congregation looked at the director fixedly, "Who is Lin Chen?" ”

The old director looked at the serious eyes of his subordinates, and realized that he had fallen into the trap of the other party's counter-information.

"Young people, don't gossip too much!" The old director forced his composure and took a sip of tea.

"Someone else specially greeted our superiors because of Lin Chen?" When he spoke, he was also a little unconvinced, "I just brought Lin Chen back yesterday to make a record, if someone in our bureau recognized Lin Chen, or someone learned the news through the intranet, it must be because his name was blacklisted...... he could react so quickly" The criminal conglian said while watching his boss's face darker and darker, "Was he also a police officer before, if he wasn't a policeman, he was a former adviser to the police, right?" ”

After he finished speaking, he hoped to be able to distinguish some information from the look of his boss, not that the old man refused to even give him a look except for his unsightly face.

"Are you eighty?" The old director's tea was finally drunk, and he put down his cup and asked.

"It's a little bit away from eighty."

", don't gossip like an old lady if it's okay!"

The criminal conglian finally didn't ask anything, he straightened his clothes and stood up: "Actually, you mean that I have to exclude Lin Chen from the investigation of the case?" Although this is an interrogative sentence, the tone of the sentence is very flat, but it is more like an indifferent declarative sentence.

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Stop." The old director suddenly raised his head, looked at the straight back of his subordinates, and said, "Hey, did I just say something?" ”

Anyway, an old fritter like an old man will never reveal his true thoughts when something happens, let alone take out someone's background from his mouth?

The convict sat back in his place, and the torrential rain poured down outside the window.

The rain was very fine and dense, but it was also very urgent, and when it was blown by the manic wind, the handle of the umbrella swayed from side to side, and even people could not stand firmly.

He put away his leisure and began to flip through the on-site investigation report that had just been placed on his desk.

Basically, he could read every word of the report, but he couldn't read what was behind it.

The neatly dressed male corpse in the hospital, the wounding case in the fruit store, the dead old man, the broken ring in the park......

All of this seems to be unrelated, but because of the sand, it is closely and far-fetched to be linked together.

He couldn't help but think of the quiet dormitory manager, of the peaceful eyes and extremely calm words of the other man, and he wanted very much to get up, rush into the rain, run to the other man, and ask, "What do you know?" ”

Thinking so, he immediately stood up, he picked up the key, put on his coat, and walked out of the police station, just as he was about to step into the rain, when suddenly he saw in the wind and rain, in the wilderness, someone from afar.

The man was thin, holding a black umbrella, one side of the umbrella bone was somewhat collapsed, and the whole umbrella surface was crumbling by the wind.

However, the hand holding the umbrella was very steady, and many of the people who walked were very steady, and even the rain falling on the surface of the umbrella made a steady sound.

Looking at the people coming from the rain, Xing Conglian suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

Lin Chen stepped on the steps, put away his umbrella, and shook the rain off his body.

He was soaking wet, the whole figure was fished out of the water, there was no special expression on his face, no greetings or small talk, he raised his head slightly, and asked directly: "Do you want to solve the case?" ”

"Yes." The Torturer replied very dryly.

"Do you believe me?" He asked again.

"Faith."

"Are you afraid of retaliation?"

"I'm afraid." Xing Conglian replied very honestly, thinking of Director Fang Cai's warning, he probably understood why Lin Chen asked this question, he thought that his answer would disappoint Lin Chen, but he obviously saw a smile in Lin Chen's eyes, so he also laughed, and said: "But I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to solve the case and won't be able to get the bonus, after all, it's the season for Ma Xiao to bloom......"

As he spoke, he saw Lin Chen nodded, as if he agreed with his point of view very much: "So, for your bonus and Ma Xiao, please let me join." Lin Chen said.

In fact, Lin Chen's voice was not loud, especially in the heavy rain, it was even more inaudible.

But at that moment, the torturer was a little stunned.

In the short minute that he made the decision to look for Lin Chen's help to go out, he thought about how to say to Lin Chen, "Please help" so that it would not be abrupt, and he also thought about how Lin Chen would refuse him.

But he never thought that Lin Chen would say to him:

Please let me join.

If he hadn't been in the director's office for five minutes in the morning, he would definitely feel that Lin Chen had been planning to participate in the case.

But when Lin Chen asked the sentence "Are you afraid of being retaliated against", he suddenly realized that Lin Chen knew very well how much pressure he would be under, and he knew very well how much pressure they would be under.

But he still held an umbrella, braved the rain, walked here, and said, "Please let me join."

He took a puff of cigarette and asked, "Why, aren't there many people who don't let you investigate the case?" ”

"Do you care?" Lin Chen smiled, "I don't care at all. ”

The penal company is of Russian descent.

Such a bloodline is extremely combative, and, this means, when he wants to do something, he will definitely love whoever fucks you.

It is very strange that he is as peaceful and stable as Lin Chen, and in his bones, he is also such a person.

The convict laughed loudly, he was choked by the smoke and coughed repeatedly, but he was still laughing.

"Welcome aboard." He reached out and threw away the still burning cigarette.

———

Although he didn't care about complaints or warnings, he still took into account the feelings of an old man who had been a heart attacker for many years.

So instead of taking Lin Chen back to the police station, he took people to his home at No. 6 Yanjia Lane.

The house was peaceful, and the storm was shut out.

In the same position, at different times, looking at Lin Chen on the wooden bed by the river, Xing Conglian was still a little weak-hearted.

So he took the initiative to take out a towel and make a cup of hot ginger tea.

Lin Chen didn't seem to care about the wet and cold rain, he took the dry towel and tea handed by the torture conglian, but put these things aside casually.

"Actually, I came this time because I received a letter with a handful of white sand." He said this, pulling out the pink letter from his pocket that had been placed in a sealed bag.

The torturer connected the sealed bag, and looked at the delicate and wet white sand inside, he only felt that his scalp was numb.

Because he had no gloves, he could only carefully flatten the letter in a sealed bag: "Do you know who wrote this letter?" ”

Lin Chen didn't answer quickly.

Because he didn't have a deep impression of the person who wrote the letter, in his memory, it should have been a very young and quiet girl, if it wasn't for the list of people who came and went in and out of the dormitory every day, he might not have known the girl's name to this day.

He had noticed many times that the girl was secretly watching him, and many times he had received letters from the girl that had been carefully placed on his desk.

Sky blue, beige, pink, the words on the cover are very elegant, always the words "Lin Chenhui", but he has never opened it......

"The sender, named Yu Yanqing, is the gardener who prunes the flowers and trees for our school." 166 Reading Network