Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly found out the victim's written information. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe deceased Anxin, 22 years old, a senior in the Chinese department of a university in City D, when he saw the part of the deceased's family members, Ning Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, "Peace of mind...... Quiet...... "He seemed to understand why those bright eyes always had a hint of melancholy.

A few gentle knocks interrupted Ning Zhiyuan's thoughts, "Please come in." Chen Feng carried a few lunch boxes in his hand: "Team Ning, I ordered takeout, you eat first." Ning Zhiyuan looked at his watch, it was almost seven o'clock, so he put down the information in his hand and had dinner with Chen Feng.

After eating, Chen Feng packed up the lunch box, poured two more cups of tea, handed Ning Zhiyuan a cup, and gently blew the tea leaves floating on the water with another cup. Ning Zhiyuan took the cup and pointed to the information on the desk and said, "This is the information on the serial case, you can also take a look." ”

Chen Feng asked Ning Zhiyuan while watching: "Team Ning, do you think Li Qingqing's case is related to this serial case?" "There are some similarities, such as the deceased being young girls in their twenties, and the scene of the crime all wore red dresses, but there are many differences in the details." Ning Zhiyuan took a sip of tea and continued: "Although the deceased in the serial case was also killed by cutting off his neck, there were bruises around the wound and on the deceased's body, and there were traces of being tied up on the wrist, and no **** and other toxic substances were detected, the murderer should have used violence to coerce the deceased, rather than using drugs to make him unconscious." Chen Feng nodded, "Could it be that the murderer's murder methods have escalated?" ”

"It's not entirely out of the question. But ......" Ning Zhiyuan put down the cup in his hand, found the pages of the autopsy report and said: "Look at the autopsy situation, these cases were all killed by a knife in the neck, and there were no other knife wounds. So far, the similarities are limited to the fatal wound to the neck and the red dress left behind at the scene. Therefore, in Li Qingqing's case, we will take the people she knows as the main target for the time being. ”

Chen Feng scratched his small head and looked at Ning Zhiyuan suspiciously: "Then Team Ning, why did you let me see the information of the serial case?" "Nothing to discover?" Ning Zhiyuan took the photo of peace of mind and held it up in front of Chen Feng's eyes. Chen Feng stretched his neck and stared at the photo for a while and sighed: "Alas, ......, this girl is very beautiful, it's a pity." Ning Zhiyuan stretched out his slap and pretended to slap the back of Chen Feng's head, Chen Feng shouted while dodging: "Team Ning, don't bring this, the people's police can't beat people!" Ning Zhiyuan was also amused by him, he handed the photo to Chen Feng and said, "Take a closer look, is it familiar?" ”

Chen Feng didn't joke anymore this time, took the photo and looked at it carefully, Ning Zhiyuan looked at him with his shoulders on the side. I saw Chen Feng's brows furrowed as if he was thinking, and then suddenly made a sudden realization: "Oh, it's really a little familiar." "Well, you see?" Ning Zhiyuan looked at Chen Feng expectantly. Chen Feng first dodged and distanced himself from Ning Zhiyuan, and then spoke: "Familiar is familiar, but ...... Team Ning, give me some hints. Ning Zhiyuan nodded helplessly: "Come on, I won't mess with you, the deceased is called Anxin, he was a senior student when he was killed." His father died young, and in addition to his mother, he had a younger sister named Quiet. "Quiet?" Chen Feng frowned at Ning Zhiyuan, and then looked down at the photo: "Doctor An? Hearing you say that, this eyebrow is really like Dr. An's. However, there are not a few people who call the name Quiet, will it be the same name? "Maybe, but I don't think it's very likely to have the same name, and that Dr. An should be this Anxin's sister." Ning Zhiyuan took the photo back from Chen Feng's hand, put it back in the file bag with other materials, and locked it in the drawer of his desk.

After dinner, Liu Xiangyang sent Jingjing home. Along the way, neither of them raised the matter of studying abroad. When he arrived downstairs at Jingjing's house, Liu Xiangyang took a book from the back seat and handed it to Jingjing: "Give you the book, tell me what books you want to find in the future, and I will help you find it." Quietly took the book and smiled at Liu Xiangyang: "Thank you, senior brother, then I'll go up first, good night." Just about to get out of the car, his left hand sank, and his wrist was grabbed by Liu Xiangyang, so he had to sit back in the car quietly, turned his head and asked Liu Xiangyang: "Senior brother, what else is going on?" He retracted his hand and wanted to pull his wrist out of Liu Xiangyang's hand, Liu Xiangyang felt the quiet movement, and his fingers tightened a little tighter, as if he could firmly grasp the quiet, and his eyes looked at the quiet with great sincerity and said word by word: "I hope you can go to study with me!" The quiet expression didn't change much, but he said flatly: "Let me think about it again, senior brother, I'm going upstairs." Liu Xiangyang let go of his hand, smiled reluctantly, and returned to his usual gentleness: "Go home and rest early, good night!" ”

Liu Xiangyang didn't start the car immediately after Quiet left, he looked at the floor where Quiet's house was located, the lights in the living room were lit, and a familiar figure was faintly shaking. He wished that the owner of the shadow would not just say "good night" when saying goodbye to him, but "Be careful on the road and call me when you get home." ”

The next morning, Ning Zhiyuan and Chen Feng came to the suburban branch of Huafa Supermarket, which was about two or three kilometers away from Li Qingqing's rented house, and there was a bus that could go directly.

This time, Ning Zhiyuan and Chen Feng did not go to the supermarket's office, but waited for the supermarket to open at eight o'clock in the morning and went directly into the store. Because it had just opened, customers had just entered the store, so the few open cash registers only had cashiers and no customers checking out. Ning Zhiyuan and Chen Feng came to a cashier counter that was relatively inward, and standing in the cashier was a little girl about twenty years old, not tall, a little thin, and the bright blue T-shirt of the supermarket looked at least two numbers bigger on her. When she saw the police officer ID that Chen Feng showed her, the standard service-style smile froze on her face and looked a little unnatural. Chen Feng showed his smile with small dimples and said, "We just want to ask you personally, don't be nervous." Hearing Chen Feng say this, the cashier's face gradually returned to normal. Li Qingqing is your team leader, right? Ning Zhiyuan asked. Yes, but she's on the afternoon shift today. "Is your team leader a set of straps?" "No," the cashier shook his head, "we cashiers split into two groups, working morning and afternoon shifts, rotating once a week. There are three team leaders, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, and one is the middle class, and they also change once a week, which is equivalent to a three-week cycle, and we have a two-week cycle. ”

Ning Zhiyuan nodded and understood the cashier's statement. "When did you end up working at this supermarket?" Hearing Ning Zhiyuan ask himself, the cashier looked a little nervous again, pinched the hem of the T-shirt with both hands and rubbed it lightly a few times, Chen Feng smiled at her again and said, "It's okay, don't be nervous." Chen Feng's dimples always give people a sense of harmlessness and intimacy, and the cashier's nervousness was instantly soothed: "I came here as soon as the supermarket opened." "Then you're a veteran." Hearing Chen Feng say this, the cashier smiled a little embarrassedly: "What kind of patriarch am I, we have a lot of people here who have been transferred from other stores in Huafa, and they are the real patriarchs." After Chen Feng's support, the atmosphere was obviously much calmer. Ning Zhiyuan saw that the cashier's mood relaxed, and he also tried to slow down his tone: "Have any of your cashiers worked in the same store as Li Qingqing before?" The cashier thought for a moment, "Zhang Yinan has a good relationship with Team Leader Li, and I heard that they seemed to be colleagues before." "Then is this Zhang Yinan in the class now?" "Yes, but she's not on our side, on the second floor." Ning Zhiyuan nodded at Chen Feng, Chen Feng would mean to let him end the conversation, and said with a smile: "Cheng, we won't disturb your work, thank you for your cooperation!" ”

The two of them turned to the entrance of the store and took the elevator up to the second floor, and found the cashier in the cosmetics section, where a customer was asking for something. Ning Zhiyuan and Chen Feng stood still in the aisle across a row of shelves from the cash register, and waited for the customers to leave before coming to the cash register. "Are you Zhang Yinan?" Chen Feng stepped forward and asked. "I am, you are ......" Zhang Yinan looked at the two of them suspiciously. Chen Feng showed her his documents: "We are from the criminal police team of the Municipal Bureau, and we want to learn from you about Li Qingqing's situation." "Is something happening to Qingqing?" As soon as Zhang Yinan heard Li Qingqing's name, he immediately asked anxiously. "Something happened to her. Have you been in touch with her in the last few days? Ning Zhiyuan did not answer Zhang Yinan's question positively.

"How did she ......" Zhang Yinan wanted to continue to ask, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt that it was not appropriate, she pursed her lips before saying: "I went to her after work the day before yesterday, my mother-in-law made some chili sauce, I gave her a bottle, because she was at work, and she didn't say a few words, and I left when I gave her something." She didn't come to work yesterday afternoon, and the supervisor couldn't reach her to call me and ask me, and I didn't know what was going on with her. I call her mobile phone, has been turned off, yesterday my mother-in-law was not at home in the afternoon, I can't go out at home with the children, I still think that if she hasn't come today, I will go to her house after work. ”

Ning Zhiyuan didn't continue to ask, his eyes looked past Zhang Yinan and looked at a man who was hovering in front of the cosmetics counter four or five meters behind her. The man looked to be about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a beige round-neck T-shirt with letters on the top, a pair of dark blue trousers, and a pair of black canvas shoes on his feet. This outfit is not in tune in the first place, plus the shoelaces on the shoes that should have been white have turned light gray, and the T-shirt and trousers on the body are also pleated, and the whole person is sloppy. Such a person looks a little out of place at the counter selling women's cosmetics.

Zhang Yinan followed Ning Zhiyuan's gaze and glanced back and said, "That's Zhao Xuebin, the loss prevention officer, he is like that, unkempt all day long." "When you saw Li Qingqing the day before yesterday, was there anything unusual about her?" Ning Zhiyuan retracted his gaze and continued to ask Zhang Yinan.

"It's not abnormal, it's just that her face is not very good, and I asked her if she was sick, and she said no, just a little upset." Zhang Yinan said. "Do you know what she's upset about?" "I heard her say that her ex-boyfriend wanted to get back together with her recently, I guess she was upset because of this, and after comforting her, she went back to work."