Chapter 190: The Vortex 13
Shen Xingfan was stunned as soon as he saw the person in front of him: "Eh? β
Turing's night of running around didn't show any problems on his face, his clothes were neatly dressed, and there was not even a single fold on his white shirt: "Eh," this person is always gentle and kind, and at this moment, when he opened his mouth warmly, he couldn't tell that it was five o'clock in the morning, but it was like the afternoon sun was just right when the two of them had an afternoon tea, "My silly girl, I didn't learn the ability to save my life in the second group, and I am good at causing trouble." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
Although he spoke softly, he moved quickly, and he zipped up the clothes that people were casually wrapping in, and pulled her collar upwards, and then entered the house, and it only took a minute or two for the electronics to fall apart, and some of them went into the sewers, and some of them were put in his pockets.
Then Shen Xingfan, who was carrying a pestle at the door and had not yet figured out his mind, strode out.
The two of them walked to the elevator entrance, but saw that the red numbers on the display screen kept rising, and it was six o'clock in the morning, who would take the elevator at this time? Shen Xingfan stared at the number, and gradually came to his senses: "This is ......"
Turing silenced her, then led the man down the stairs.
The stairs were silent at six o'clock in the morning, and the clanging sound of the elevator when it arrived was particularly clear. The elevator door slowly opened, and the man wearing a mask walked out, without any doubts, and walked towards the house where Shen Xingfan lived.
The possession pressed his ear to the door for two seconds, then pulled something out of his pocket and easily picked the lock.
At this time, Turing and Shen Xingfan had already come out of the entrance of the building, the sky was dark, a few stars were still embellished on the deep blue screen, the temperature in early spring was not high, Shen Xingfan shook as soon as he came out, Turing naturally took a step forward to block the tuyere, he took care of Shen Xingfan handy, and really formed a habit.
Li Qian used to laugh at him, he had done too many bad things, and the retribution should all be on this little girl. It's really a report and a report, and there is no place to reason.
A few steps to find the car, Turing opened the door to stuff the person in, and walked to the driver's side, at this time, the lights of the corridor suddenly lit up, forming an abrupt orange in the dark, he glanced at the action and did not panic, and did not forget to tell Shen Xingfan before stepping on the accelerator: "Wear a seat belt." β
Turing, a person who has been hiding from him for thousands of years, suddenly appeared, Shen Xingfan was naΓ―ve, and tilted his head to look at the person holding the seat belt: "Is it because of what I checked yesterday?" β
"Well, if you are interrupted to download, you should know that the other party is better than you, and in this case, you dare to check the other party's permissions, you are really ......" Turing hated iron and steel, but he wanted to train people but couldn't bear it, so he held back his words, "Take my mobile phone and call Han Yan." β
Shen Xingfan knew that he had made a mistake, and he was very well-behaved at this time, and asked people while dialing: "So who came to me today?" β
"Professional killers."
She sighed, feeling that her luck has not been good recently, and she is a good citizen of the four good things, and she is chased and killed by killers every day.
Turing glanced at the person's face and added another sentence: "Three dials." β
At this time, Han Yan should have been woken up by the phone in his sleep, but his voice was calm and sober, and he couldn't hear sleepiness at all.
The first thing Turing said when he opened his mouth was to ask in a calm tone: "I handed over a good girl to you, why was she injured and chased by others?" β
Shen Xingfan's face turned red when he heard this, Turing's tone was like his own child being bullied at school, so his parents came to the door in person, how old is she and he still needs to care???
In comparison, Han Yan was calm: "I am a good deputy team leader, I was abducted by Li Yang for a week, who will explain to me." β
Just because a lot of emotions don't show up on your face doesn't mean you don't.
Turing made the situation clear to him in a few simple words, and said that he would take Shen Xingfan out to avoid for a few days, and then come back when the trouble was solved. Han Yan agreed, but Shen Xingfan was a little unhappy: "Now the second group needs me." β
"Do you need to summon the killer back to be lively?" He rubbed his brow as he spoke. Flying back to China overnight, and in the middle of contacting many people to find out all kinds of news, he didn't rest for more than 30 hours in a row, and he didn't even have time to reverse jet lag, but he didn't want to show fatigue in front of Shen Xingfan.
He consciously was her parent, her barrier, her armor. This identity should not be tired and weak, and must always be like an all-powerful warrior, keeping this child out of her back, letting her know that even if the world collapses one day, she will be safe. As long as he's there, she can always have peace of mind.
The sunlight broke through the clouds and gradually revealed, Shen Xingfan put his head against the window, he was looking at people, his breathing gradually sank, and he fell asleep after a while.
The people in the second group arrived at the police station at seven o'clock in the morning, Liang Yu and Ye Chen were fine, and Tang Duage's face was pale. Ye Chen made a cup of coffee for someone: "Do you want to go back and rest first?" β
Tang Duge sat in the chair and looked at the information, and after taking the cup, he replied: "Team leader, I reported that someone excluded colleagues." β
Liang Yu sat on the table and laughed at the two of them: "Don't say it, me, Han Yan and Ye Chen, our trio is very serious." β
Tang Duge raised his head and smiled hypocritically: "The three generations of the old, middle and young people have worked together, which is indeed quite good, at least you are more experienced." β
Han Yan interrupted in time: "Liang Yu, have you heard of this plan?" β
"I do have a bit of an impression that it is an academic research project done by the police joint school, which includes about ten cases, and this project is confidential, and I have not participated in it, but later I heard that someone died, and the project was forced to be terminated."
"Who's dead? Is it possible that it is the police? Ye Chen turned to the page of the participants, "Sun Zhixiang, I haven't seen this policeman at the police station, is it him?" β
"Old grandson?" Liang Yu was stunned for a moment, "In this way, he did disappear after that incident, but I thought he was transferred to another place." Lao Sun has always been running in various departments, although the relationship with everyone is okay, but if you want to say who you really have a good relationship with, there is really none. β
Ye Chen glanced at each other and went to transfer Sun Zhixiang's file, which had really been sealed.
"Fuck, how many secrets does our police bureau have, and what did the Fang Bureau do before," Liang Yu complained while checking Sun Zhixiang's other files, "Han Yan doesn't suspect that the murderer graduated from the police academy, Lao Sun also teaches at the police academy, I think it may be his student." β
If there is indeed something wrong with Sun Zhixiang's death.
After confirming the fact that the police academy students taught by Sun Zhixiang were confirmed, they quickly found the suspect.
Luo Quan.
"Hey, this kid, his grades are very good," Liang Yu flipped through his information and couldn't help but sigh, "You see, the grades are all A, and Lao Sun seems to have said that students of this level will either be good policemen in the future,"
"Either it's a criminal."