After a series of operations such as resizing, formatting, converting, and cutting, Li Qian uploaded the simulated portrait of the murderer to the special website of the public security system.

"Team Zhou, there is no such person." Li Qian raised her eyes that were as clear as water and said with a surprised face.

"No such person?" Zhou Xiaolei's expression suddenly froze, and she asked, "Li Qian, it can't be that you made a mistake, right?" ”

Li Qian was silent, only heard the mouse in her hand "click", and after a few seconds, she said aggrievedly: "Team Zhou, I searched again, and the computer still shows 'no such person'." ”

Zhou Xiaolei turned her face, looked at Wen Jun with a hint of doubt in her big watery eyes, and asked, "Xiaojun, are you sure it's this person?" ”

Wen Jun nodded and said, "Sister Xiaolei, you can't be wrong." ”

Zhang Huimei blinked her eyes and said playfully: "Could it be that this person is an alien?" ”

"There is some truth in Sister Huimei's words." Zhang Huimei was originally an unintentional joke, but Wen Jun took it seriously, took her words and said, "This person is as sinister and cunning as an eagle, he is by no means a good person, and he is very likely to be a killer on the underworld." These people usually hide their identities and live in seclusion. ”

"Killer? Isn't that amazing? The lewd uniformed man's body couldn't help but tremble, and his face was full of fear.

Zhou Xiaolei had no idea for a while, and asked, "Xiaojun, what should I do?" ”

"This is a matter of your criminal police team, how do I know?" Wen Jun touched the bridge of his straight nose and said embarrassedly.

For a moment, the computer room fell into a terrible silence.

"A Class A wanted warrant issued to the whole country!" After a short silence, Zhou Xiaolei quickly made a decision.

Li Qian replied: "Okay, Team Zhou, I'll do it." ”

"So be it, everyone is on standby." Zhou Xiaolei commanded in an orderly manner, and then pointed to the lewd uniformed man and said sharply, "Ma Ming, a few of you who are in charge of the crime scene, if I find out that you are drinking on duty at night, be careful that I pick your skin!" ”

Looking at the incomparably enchanting back of the departed Shanshan, Ma Ming's obscene heart couldn't be obscene, Zhou Xiaolei's big watery eyes actually reflected a frosty chill that penetrated people's hearts!

"Sister Xiaolei, where are we going?" Seeing Mu Zhou Xiaolei and Rong Wenrou talking and laughing in the front row, Wen Jun sat alone in the back row of the Maserati and asked listlessly.

"Today is Uncle Qin's sixtieth birthday, and I said that I would go to 'Qin Wumen' for dinner at noon." Murong gently turned his head and said with a shallow smile. She originally wanted to sit in the back with Wen Jun, but who would have thought that Zhou Xiaolei would frown, open the passenger door, and send her in.

What is it called? The monk killed the wife of the Taoist priest, or everyone would not have it!

Zhou Xiaolei coerced: "Gentle sister, Master Qin doesn't seem to have invited someone, right?" ”

"Giggle...... Uncle Qin didn't know that Brother Jun had woken up. A hint of cunning flashed in Murong Wen's beautiful eyes that were as clear as water, and she covered her small mouth and said with a smile, "But, Sister Xiaolei, how did you know that Brother Jun woke up?" ”

"I ...... I ......" Zhou Xiaolei's pretty face like a peach blossom was delicate for a moment, a pair of big watery eyes were gentle towards Murong, and then said domineeringly, "I miss your brother Jun, what's wrong, dead girl, you are not allowed?" ”

"Giggle...... Murong gently covered his mouth and sneered with a shy face, "Sister Xiaolei, are you ashamed?" ”

"Today is Uncle Qin's birthday, junior sister, why didn't you say it earlier, seeing that I was empty-handed, were you embarrassed to enter the door?" Wen Jun saw that he had become the laughing stock of the two sisters, and he was afraid that the more he said that he would be implicated, so he quickly changed the topic.

Zhou Xiaolei was still angry about Murong gently ridiculing herself, and when she heard Wen Jun's words, she actually vented her anger on him, and said with disdain: "Yo, gentle sister, some people's skin is not thick enough to be hopeless." ”

"Giggle...... Murong gently covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Jun, you are the best gift." As long as he sees you, Uncle Qin will definitely be very happy. ”

Wen Jun wondered, "Why?" ”

Murong pursed his lips softly and said with a light smile: "Since you fell into a coma, Uncle Qin has been unable to sleep and eat every day. You think, if I see you all of a sudden, I'm not happy to die. ”

Wen Jun thought for a while and said: "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, there is no need for him to be like this." ”

Zhou Xiaolei's eyes were red, and she said angrily: "It's a good sentence 'life and death, wealth is in the sky'." You said it was easy and easy, do you know how we all worry about you? ”

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the car became oppressive.

Wen Jun let out a long sigh, his heart full of guilt. It has been less than two months since he crossed into this era, and not only has he experienced the test of two deaths and deaths, but the people he loves or loves him around him have also suffered.

"I'm sorry, Sister Xiaolei, but I was too reckless. I won't let you worry about me anymore. ”

Murong turned around gently, stretched out his slender hand from the middle of the two seats, grabbed Wen Jun's hand, and his voice was as soft and delicate as the spring breeze in March: "Brother Jun, don't say that. You're doing this entirely for the sake of the 'Qin Wumen'. ”

Wen Jun smiled bitterly, and said in his heart, where am I for "Qin Wumen"? It's for the "Jishan Travel Map"! But this is a secret buried in his heart that cannot be spoken, how can others know?

Soon, Maserati stopped in front of the "Qinwu Gate".

In front of the door, the pair of stone lions on the left and right, which are three meters high, are still grinning and majestic! This is a symbol that symbolizes the supreme prestige and glory of the "Qin Wumen" in Sioux City!

Hey, that's not right! Looking at the deserted door, Wen Jun, who had just stepped out of the car, suddenly felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart. "Qin Wumen" has survived for 500 years, and his protégés can be said to be all over the country.

Today is the 60th birthday of Qin Haoran, the head of "Qin Wumen", not to mention "guests are like clouds", but it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "full of friends".

But at this moment, not only is the saddle horse sparse in front of the door, but even the house is quiet, and there is no festive atmosphere.

"Let's go, Brother Jun." Murong Gentle saw Wen Jun hesitate, with a puzzled look on his face, and couldn't help urging.

Wen Jun frowned and asked, "Senior sister, is today really Uncle Qin's sixtieth birthday?" ”

"yes, what's wrong?"

Wen Jun asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you see the other guests?" ”

Hearing Wen Jun's words, Zhou Xiaolei looked around, and asked with a surprised face: "Yes, gentle sister, what's going on?" ”