Shi Mingliang pressed a few times on the computer keyboard at random: "The configuration is high enough, the network speed is fast enough, it seems that my home should also be replaced by a special line in the future, but it is different." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Stop tinkering with the computer and see what's in the house." Zhang Wei grabbed Shi Mingming's arm and pulled him into the bedroom, and Ning Zhiyuan also followed them into the house.

The curtain in the bedroom is drawn, and the sunlight shines into the house through the curtain, which makes people feel warm. The furnishings are simple, with a double bed, a large wardrobe, a pair of single sofas and a small coffee table.

Careful inspection of the corners did not reveal anything suspicious. Zhang Wei shrugged: "If it weren't for hiding wigs, cosmetics and other things elsewhere, then this Liu Weicheng is probably not a murderer." ”

Ning Zhiyuan twisted his eyebrows and thought for a while and said, "I think he may have nothing to do with the serial case." But there must be something wrong with this person, otherwise he wouldn't have heard that we were a special case team and wanted to run. Bright, you look at his computer. ”

Shi Mingliang sat back at the computer desk, and was suddenly attracted by the data flashing on one of the computers. He operated on the computer for a while, and said in surprise: "This kid is too bold, I just thought he was making some program!" ”

"What is this?" Ning Zhiyuan looked at the constantly beating data on the computer and asked puzzled. "Bank Data Systems." Shi Mingming's eyes widened and stared at the screen. "Ahh You say he hacked into the bank's data system? Hacker? Zhang Wei exclaimed in disbelief.

"I don't mean intrusive when I say he's bold," Shi Mingliang pouted, "I mean he put these things on the table so blatantly, so he wasn't afraid that someone would see them." ”

Ning Zhiyuan snorted coldly: "Have you forgotten that Director Qin said that Liu Weicheng has an arrogant personality and is not good at interacting with people?" In addition, even if he brought people back, they must all be people who don't understand computers, and they can't understand what they are. ”

"That's just as well." Zhang Wei nodded, "Why don't you call the investigators over, don't mess up these things with Mingming, and accidentally lose the evidence." ”

"Call the bureau and send someone over." Ning Zhiyuan agrees with Zhang Wei's point of view not that he is really afraid that Shi Mingliang will mess up the data, but that they feel that they don't have the energy to deal with things other than serial cases now. Shi Mingliang glared at Zhang Wei dissatisfied, but didn't say anything.

After the investigators from the bureau came, Ning Zhiyuan explained a few words to them, and directly took Liu Weicheng back to the bureau first. Mr. Liu refused to confess his crimes, saying, "I don't want to talk about technology with you people who don't know anything." This made Shi Mingliang and Chen Feng very annoyed.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't react much, just asked Liu Weicheng about the movements of the time of the case, and asked Chen Feng to take him out to go through the detention procedures.

It's another busy day, and when it's time to get off work, the personnel information of various colleges and universities has been passed over one after another. Ning Zhiyuan distributed the information, put the part he was responsible for in his backpack and took it home.

After dinner, Ning Zhiyuan said hello to Jing Jing and brought the materials into the study. Until ten o'clock in the evening, after taking a shower quietly, before Ning Zhiyuan came out of the study, he warmed a glass of milk and prepared to send it to him.

Knocked lightly on the door of the study, "Come in." Ning Zhiyuan's slightly hoarse voice came. Pushing open the door, I saw that Ning Zhiyuan was still buried on the desk flipping through the materials.

Jing Jing handed the milk cup to him: "Are you hungry?" Would you like to make you some supper? Ning Zhiyuan put down the pen in his hand, took the milk and drank it all in one gulp before saying, "If you don't say it, I don't feel a little empty in my stomach." Do you still have dumplings in the fridge? ”

"Yes, I'll cook it for you." Quiet replied with a smile. Because Ning Zhiyuan likes to eat the three fresh stuffed dumplings she wraps, she will wrap some frozen in the refrigerator every once in a while.

As soon as she turned around, Jing Jing couldn't help frowning when she saw a few portraits that Ning Zhiyuan had sandwiched onto the whiteboard, and the people on them gave her a sense of déjà vu. She was stunned for a moment, thinking about it carefully, but she couldn't remember where she had seen such a person.

Ning Zhiyuan stood quietly at the door, and asked, "What's wrong?" "Nothing, just curious to take a look." Quietly shook his head, since he couldn't remember, he simply didn't think about it first.

After cooking the dumplings, he went to the study quietly and called Ning Zhiyuan, and glanced at the portrait a few times by the way, and felt more and more that the person painted on it had seen it himself. Until she sat at the dining table with Ning Zhiyuan, she was still thinking about it.

Ning Zhiyuan saw that something was wrong with the quiet, and deliberately said loudly: "Well, this dumpling filling is really fresh." Quietly came back to his senses, raised his eyes to look at Ning Zhiyuan and said, "I look very familiar with the portraits on the whiteboard, but I can't remember where I've seen them." Ning Zhiyuan frowned slightly: "This is a simulated portrait of the suspect made by the painter before based on the description of the eyewitness, and there will definitely be some deviations from the photos of real people." Are you sure you've ever seen someone like that? ”

Quiet hesitated for a moment, and shook his head: "I'm not sure, I just think those eyebrows and eyes are a little familiar." Since it's a simulated portrait of a suspect, it probably won't be someone I know. ”

Ning Zhiyuan was silent, and suddenly felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, he was afraid that it would affect his quiet mood, so he smiled quietly and said, "Don't think so much, maybe it's really just your illusion." But remember to go home early after class, if you are late, you must call me, I will pick you up. ”

Jing Jing nodded, and didn't pay too much attention to Ning Zhiyuan's words. The courses she chooses are all during the day, because she is afraid that she will attend classes at night, Ning Zhiyuan will definitely ask to pick her up, which will affect his work.

The next day, Zhang Wei and Fang Jianye got an important clue, they returned to the office of the special case team, and Fang Jianye couldn't wait to say: "Guess what kind of part-time job Feng Xiaotian does at night!" "Didn't her dad say she nursed an old lady who was bedridden?" Shi Mingliang glanced at Fang Jianye disdainfully.

"Do you know what a princess is?" Zhang Wei asked slowly. Chen Feng laughed and replied casually: "The king's daughter!" Immediately, he seemed to react to something, his face changed, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Wei and Fang Jianye: "You don't want to say that Feng Xiaotian is the princess of the night game, right?" ”

Fang Jianye nodded and gave him a "you said right" look. Ning Zhiyuan smiled knowingly: "I'm afraid it's not just as simple as being a princess, right?" Is there a deeper level? This can explain that Feng Xiaotian, a little nurse with a monthly income of only 3,000 yuan, can afford a hardcover room of 90 square meters by herself. ”