Su San whispered, "The deceased are my landlord and her son. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiao Wu opened his eyes wide: "Oh my God, it's a mother and son!" It was such bad luck. In a blink of an eye, he was overjoyed: "Such a horrific thing, if it grabs a news headline, it must be a sensation in the whole city, haha." ”

Xiao Wu is in his twenties, and he has just graduated from university, because he is a relative of Director Li, he has always been a little fearless and open-mouthed in the newspaper.

This sentence sounded very harsh to Su San. Two people died, one was still a person he knew very well, but Xiao Wu only thought of sensational news, and this young man was too cold-blooded and ruthless.

Su San bit his lip, looked at Xiao Wu's eyebrows dancing, and finally endured the dissatisfaction in his heart and said: "Now is a major homicide case, things may be worse than I thought, but without the permission of the police, we can't leak any news to the outside world." ”

"Isn't it? Can't grab the headlines? So what are we doing here? You have to send something out, otherwise how will the director explain it? ”

Xiao Wu was a little frustrated.

"Director Li told us to completely obey the police's arrangement."

"Okay. Uh, I'm going to buy breakfast, what do you want? ”

"I just ate it, thank you."

"Have you learned to pull the tiger skin to make a banner?" As soon as Xiao Wu left, a person turned from behind the door.

"Inspector Luo likes to hide and eavesdrop on others?"

"First of all, I didn't hide, I didn't eavesdrop, I listened openly." Luo Yin corrected the mistakes in Su San's words.

Strangely, the latter did not continue to refute it.

Luo Yin squinted slightly, and said in his heart that this little girl has been a little bit at odds with herself since she came yesterday, but she doesn't raise the bar at this time, which is a bit weird.

Su San didn't say a word, lowered his head and turned around and walked back to the police officer's office.

Several police officers were talking about something, and when they saw her bow her head and come in, they all stopped, and looked at Luo Yin behind her, as if Luo Yin was bullying Miss Reporter.

"You eat too much salt in the morning, are you idle (salty) panic? What are you talking about here. Why don't you go and investigate the family of the deceased? ”

As soon as he spoke, the officers immediately took action.

"Can't an autopsy be done without the signature of the family?" Su San asked Miao Yi.

Miao Yi secretly glanced at Luo Yin and said in a very low voice: "If the cause of death is unknown, the autopsy can be conducted directly, but it is best to have the family notify the family to be present." ”

"That's the way you journalists. If you don't understand anything, you will talk nonsense, and you are here to interview, don't you first understand the work norms of our police officers? ”

Luo Yin said coldly.

"Huh?" Su San was stunned, his eyes widened, and he was about to refute, but he thought that although this person had not been quiet, there was still some truth in what he said, and he was indeed not familiar with the work of the police, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

"You reporters grab the news, and all kinds of gossip will only create panic among the citizens. I want you to keep that in mind at all times. ”

"Thank you for the teaching, I will ......" but before she could finish speaking, a police officer at the entrance of the corridor shouted, "Detective, the deceased's sister is here." “

When Luo Yin heard this, he turned around and left, not listening to Su San's words at all.

Su San sighed: This person can only teach others, but he is impatient, it's really ...... Dislike.

Su San looked at the woman in the interrogation room through the glass. This woman is in her forties, fair-skinned, but there are many wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, the corners of her mouth are drooping downward, she looks sad, and her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to the dead Mrs. Zhao, but Mrs. Zhao's well-maintained face always has a smile, in such a comparison, this little Mrs. Zhao looks like Mrs. Zhao's sister.

Miao Yi brought Mrs. Xiao Zhao with her, and when she passed by Su San's side, she suddenly smelled a happy smell. Every cell in the body cried out for joy. Su San felt a little incredible, her sister and nephew were killed, why was she happy?

Especially through the glass, watching her answer while wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue, the weirdness became deeper and deeper: this woman has a problem.

"My sister is so nice and very warm to people, I really can't think of anyone who would harm her, and she can harm ...... Alas, my poor nephew. ”

Mrs. Xiao Zhao cried as she spoke: "The man ran away when my sister was still pregnant with Xiao Ke, my sister finally brought him up, how much suffering she has suffered in the past 20 years." I'm about to get help, who knows it...... Something happened. ”

Luo Yin stared at her coldly, he never believed in sadness and tears, these things were just oil paints in disguise.

"You live in Hibiscus?"

"yes."

Furong Li is the next corner of the city where the three religions and nine streams gather, and the conditions for living there will not be too good.

"Your sister has a separate apartment on Julaida Road, and as far as I know, your sister's apartment is the inheritance of her parents, so why do you live in a place like Furong?"

"My man is a good gambler, and the property left to me by my mother's family has been almost gambled by him, and only a yard in Furong is left, and I will rent out half of it." Mrs. Xiao Zhao wiped her tears, sighed and continued: "Our sisters' lives are not good, my sister's man ran away without a trace, but my man is a bad gambler." ”

"In order to find out the cause of Ms. Zhao's death, we need to conduct an autopsy on Sister Ling's body, you sign it here."

Mrs. Xiao Zhao left after signing. When she passed by Su San again, Su San held her breath and sniffed carefully, but there was still no sadness in the air.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Yin found her wandering around.

He doesn't have a good impression of all reporters, because now those gossip tabloid reporters are everywhere in order to grab news, and they have done things to leak the secrets of the case, resulting in a case that eventually becomes an unsolved case, making him feel deeply sorry for the victim's family. He didn't have a good face for this female reporter, but since he came out of the scene yesterday, he found that this female reporter was a little nervous, saying some inexplicable things, the strangest things, some things she said were very right, and in the morning the forensic doctor told him that the ingredients of the seasoning tested in the fried meat ribs were exactly the same as what she said. And at this moment, he found that when Mrs. Xiao Zhao passed by her, Su San's pupils dilated, and his expression froze for a moment.

Does this nervous female reporter smell something strange again?

"She's not sad."

Mrs. Xiao Zhao had already left, and in the silent corridor, there was only the sizzling sound of the incandescent lamp due to the unstable current. But Su San could feel that there was still a remnant of that happy breath, they were cheering and jumping outside the interrogation room, shouting loudly that it was so good, they died so well!

And how can these feelings be told to a detective? Will he think he's crazy?

Su San's eyes froze for a moment, and then said, "It's just intuition." ”

"Your instincts are accurate. Or maybe your sense of smell is accurate. ”

Su San was stunned when he heard this, and said in his heart: Could it be that he found out.

I only listened to Luo Yin continue: "The forensic results have come out, and the seasoning in those corpses is exactly the same as what you said." ”

Su San smiled: "I'm naturally sensitive to smells, maybe this is a special function."

"Happy, can you smell it?"

"Yes, happiness, sorrow, and death are the easiest things to smell."

"Heh, you're a monkey, aren't you?"

"How do you do that?"

Su San thought that Luo Yin had seen his file. After all, it's easy for his profession.

"Climb the pole. Even if you smell the spice correctly, I don't believe that you can smell the castor-flax and human emotions, it's alarmist. ”

The corners of Luo Yin's mouth turned up slightly, because he saw the flame of anger burning in the eyes of the female reporter, she was obviously angered by herself, but she was still holding back her emotions.

"Then let it prove that I was right."

Su San didn't want to have a direct conflict with him, it was just a job, why should he offend such a person, this detective is said to be a guy with a lot of energy in this city.

Luo Yin nodded, turned around and left.

"Hey, wait a minute, can I do the story? About the case. ”

"Yes, but you can't say the details."

"Got it." Su San breathed a sigh of relief, and he could finally show Director Li some results.

"But I'm going to read it before I publish it."

"Why?"

Su San blurted out that she hated irrelevant people pointing fingers the most, and when she first worked, she almost offended the advertising customers of the evening newspaper because of this character.

"You tabloid reporters often write nonsense."

"No, I never have!" Su San knows that some reporters are really unqualified, and they take it for granted behind closed doors without doing an investigation, and even uphold the habit of writing a knife and pen, deliberately guiding public opinion between the lines, or relish the privacy of celebrities, but she never does that kind of thing that hurts her conscience.

Luo Yin didn't listen to her explanation at all, and had already walked to the end of the corridor, where he planned to take a look at the autopsy results of Mrs. Zhao's body.