Going out of the interrogation room, Lin Yuan was at a loss, this albatross was just a messenger. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Huang Mao's case can basically be determined as suicide.

"Let's get the case closed." Lin Yuan walked over dejectedly and handed the interrogation notes in his hand to Yang Pan, "Let Xiao Guo prepare the closing statement, and let's go to the prison again to see if there is anything missing." ”

Yang Pan stretched out his hand to take the interrogation book, glanced at it slightly and put it on his desk, then looked up at Lin Yuan and said, "Xiao Guo didn't come today, and somehow, no one answered the phone." ”

Lin Yuan frowned slightly, and then said, "Then let's leave it first, don't worry, let's go to the prison first." ”

"Hmm." Yang Pan nodded, quickly took his coat and went to prison with Lin Yuan.

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Lin Yuan and Yang Pan came out of prison, and basically did not find any rebuttable evidence for Huang Mao's suicide.

"It's a crime or suicide." Yang Pan sighed after getting into the car, and then turned his head to look at Lin Yuan, "Did the guards say what that set of numbers meant?" ”

"Nope." Lin Yuan spoke and started the car.

All I could think of was that strange set of numbers.

It must be to spread some kind of information, otherwise why would Huang Mao not hesitate to commit suicide to spread the news?

"Second Battalion Commander, where the fuck are you Italian artillery......"

The abrupt ringing of the phone interrupted Lin Yuan's thoughts again, and Lin Yuan heard the car on the side of the road and quickly answered the phone.

"Hey, Team Guo?"

The call was made by Guo Yan.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately started the car, and the speed of the car became faster and faster.

Yang Pan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at Lin Yuan's expression and asked nervously, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Pan and Lin Yuan have been partners for several years, and the two of them know each other well, Yang Pan knows that if it weren't for a big incident, Lin Yuan wouldn't have this look.

"Xiao Guo is dead." Lin Yuan said softly, his eyes staring straight at the road ahead, and the speed of the car seemed to be a little faster than Fang Cai.

Yang Pan on the side took a long time to really hear Lin Yuan's words, and opened his mouth in surprise, and the green tendons of his hands on the armrest of the car door were bulging.

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Night has enveloped the city of LA, and in the abandoned industrial area here, the darkness is becoming more and more unbridled, and the red and blue lights of the police cars are extremely dazzling.

Lin Yuan took the car very well, quickly got out of the car with Yang Pan, and walked towards the place where the warning tape was pulled.

Because it was in the suburbs, there were not too many onlookers, but the warning tape was still in a large circle, and the forensic team was searching for evidence around, Lin Yuan noticed that a group of two groups had come over, and there were two police dogs on his body, so he knew that the matter must be very serious.

"Team Guo." Lin Yuan screamed softly and stood beside Guo Yan, just as a colleague from the forensic team carried the body past him, Lin Yuan took a step forward and slowly unzipped the bag.

Inside the body bag, there was a familiar and immature face, but the wound on the forehead was very glaring.

- Twenty 131-2.

It's the numbers again!

Lin Yuan's hand holding the zipper trembled, and Zhu Wei, who was following alongside, glanced at Lin Yuan lightly and did not speak.

Yang Pan, who was following, and Wei Zhuang, who had just come in, were even more surprised.

Huang Mao's case has not been officially decided, and then the information he sent out is already harming people, and he wants the life of a policeman.

"Carry it away." Guo Yan frowned and said in a low voice.

Zhu Wei hurriedly reached out and grabbed Lin Yuan's loosened zipper pull, resealed the bag, and then motioned to her colleagues in the same group to carry it out.

Guo Yan has always paid attention to the safety of his subordinates, the last time Yang Pan was shot, he was scared, and now when he saw a cold corpse, his heart was already cold, but he thought that he couldn't solve the case even if he stared at the corpse, so he quickly let people carry him away.

"The body was found by an old man who was scavenging for waste, Yang Pan, you go to record a statement for the informant first, and the others will come in with me." After Guo Yan finished speaking in a serious voice, he turned his head and walked directly inside.

Lin Yuan nodded lightly at Yang Pan, quickly took out a pair of surgical gloves from his pocket and put them on his hand, and followed Guo Yan into the deserted building.

"What kind of building is this?" Lin Yuan looked up at the empty cement structure, and it was not even painted.

"It's said to be a church." Wei Zhuang followed behind Lin Yuan and introduced, "It was built three years ago, because the construction team cut corners, this church collapsed in half just after the structure was completed, and the church and the construction team have been unsuccessful in mediation, and this place has been empty like this." ”

Lin Yuan nodded, and suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood in the air, so he stopped and followed the smell to the side for a while.

Guo Yan saw him leave suddenly, and also turned around.

"What did you find?" Guo Yan stopped behind Lin Yuan.

At this time, Lin Yuan was standing at the door in a daze, looking at the number written in blood on the wall in a daze: twenty-131-2.

This is a very private room, probably the place where the church was used as a utility room in the past, it is very narrow, and it is estimated to be only seven or eight square meters.

On the four walls, only one of them was written in blood, and in the center of the room were two very dilapidated benches, and an old door panel was separated, and the smell of blood came from the door panel.

The door panel was covered in blood, as if it had just been dissected on it, which reminded Lin Yuan of Huang Mao's bed.

Guo Yan glanced back, and the forensics team that came with him immediately entered the hut before Lin Yuan, carefully collecting the blood on the door panel and the wall.

Lin Yuan, Guo Yan and others also entered the house, and there were some tools scattered at the foot of the stool, including daggers, scissors, vises, etc., and the forensics team put them away one by one.

"This should be the first crime scene." Guo Yan looked around and said with a serious expression, "Look around, don't leave anything behind!" ”

There are no windows in this house, and even if there is, the sky outside is already azure, and the forensics team is wearing headlamps to collect evidence, Lin Yuan had to take out his mobile phone as a flashlight to check around.

In this room, in addition to the smell of blood, there is also a smell.

A very unfamiliar smell, Lin Yuan detected the smell, but he couldn't tell what it was, so he had to follow the faint breath and search for it in the house.

Finally found a handful of smooth black hair under the corner of the wall with blood written on it, Lin Yuan picked it up, sent it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, a pungent smell forced people to twist their noses.

Lin Yuan quietly glanced back at his colleague who was also searching around, took the hair in his hand into the palm of his hand, then stood up and stuffed it into his pocket.

This thing must have come from a strange beast!

Lin Yuan looked up at the blood words on the wall, and slowly tightened his eyebrows.

If I hadn't used Weisen to deceive Huang Mao, he wouldn't have confessed his guilt, so was the message he left for me?