Our lively party was interrupted by a cold phone call. Before going out, Lin Zi had invited Leng Ao to come with us, but he ruthlessly refused, he shook his index finger and turned to leave. For such a cold, maverick person, maybe the pile of cold instruments in the forensic department, and the corpses that occasionally park there, will make him feel reassured, right? When Qin Ming's phone rang, I deliberately looked at the time, the hour hand had pointed to 10 o'clock in the evening, what was he calling for at this time?

"You don't want to come and join in the fun, do you? He was late. We're going to end it. Qin Ming smiled at us before we connected the phone.

However, Qin Ming, who originally had a relaxed expression, instantly became solemn, he asked a few serious questions, and said a few good words in a row, and then immediately hung up the phone and said to us: "Quick, go to the hospital...... Leng Ao had an accident. It's in the forensic department. ”

"You didn't drink, why did you start talking nonsense?" I glanced at Qin Ming and decided that he was joking, "That's our unit, how could he have an accident?" ”

"That's it, could it be that he fell into the toilet?" Lin Zi also came over curiously on the side, and couldn't help but interject.

Qin Ming nodded very seriously and said, "Although I'm not sure what happened, it was indeed an accident. Leng Ao was attacked by someone and fainted, and it seemed that something was missing from the forensic office. We've got to get over there right now, you ...... Do you want to go together? ”

When we arrived at the medical examiner's office, we saw a mess inside. Leng Ao is undergoing a physical examination. He also had an ice pack on his head. Lin Zi looked at him and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yo, which blindless snitch is this, and he actually found here?" It really opened my eyes. The question is, what are they doing here? Do you want to steal corpses or instruments? Like if you can do something if you steal it? You okay? Cold...... Cold forensics? ”

"I'm alive." Leng Ao smiled bitterly: "I don't know what's going on, everything was almost packed up, and I was about to pack up my things and leave, but I didn't expect to be beaten with a stick, I only know that it was a very hard thing, it should be much harder than my head." When you wake up. I found it to be a mess. Something was lost. I can only remember some of them, and I'll have to check the list here to see what I've lost. ”

In fact, even we were a little puzzled about who the man who had suddenly broken into the forensic department: two scalpels, a combination lock, a microscope, a cold purse, a coat, a few evidence bags, and Casey's diary on the countertop. The question is. Who would want these things? The only thing worth it. Except for that microscope. It should be Leng Ao's wallet, right?

A few minutes later, colleagues who searched nearby found the two scalpels and Leng Ao's wallet in the trash. Except for the cash, the rest is there. As for whether there were other items in those evidence bags, even Leng Ao himself didn't know. But what is certain is that it should be a case he took over recently, and what he remembers most clearly is Casey's diary, because that book is so distinctive, so it is easy to remember it clearly.

No matter who the other party is, all in all, he is a very cautious person, and he is fully prepared when he appears here, because there are no fingerprints, footprints or anything else that can be extracted here. Even the murder weapon that raided Leng Ao was found, there were no fingerprints on it, and it was obviously handled.

"Very professional people. It can't be our peers who want to steal business, right? Leng Ao looked at us, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Or is it that I offended someone, so they came here to take revenge, but they were afraid that we would investigate, so they thought of using this trick to disguise their motives?" Otherwise, who would be so bored that they would actually take a microscope with them. ”

"Who would be staring here? Aren't you afraid? Qin Ming sighed a little helplessly and said, "It can't be Ouyang Song's doing, right?" He had asked me for the journal before, and I refused. Do you want to ......?"

"Definitely not him." Leng Ao shook his head very seriously and said, "Ouyang Song, that frail scholar, it is absolutely impossible for him to have that much strength. Don't forget, I go to the gym every day, and although my physical fitness can't be compared to yours, it's absolutely impossible for ordinary people to appear behind me, and I don't feel anything yet. Ouyang Song was so thin that a gust of wind could blow it away, could he do such a thing? ”

Perhaps, Leng Ao's guess was correct. I frowned, but the conjecture didn't say what it really was, I couldn't open my mouth until I had proof, maybe someone really sneaked in here in order to get Casey's diary. Su yang? I felt a chill rise in my heart, and it was only then that I realized that the material of the diary Casey was made of something I had never seen before, but it must have been an extremely rare and expensive piece of paper, and was there some secret hidden in it?

"What are you thinking?" Qin Ming suddenly stopped and glanced at me, "Did you think of something?" Tell me about it? ”

I shook my head, hoping that my conjecture would not be true, but I had to consider another possibility, Casey's parents worked in Su Yang's mother's company, and Casey was the only person they had contact with in China, could it be that Casey's diary still had some secrets? However, in the face of Qin Ming's inquiry, I could only choose to avoid answering, "No, I just ...... I just don't understand. How about Leng Ao? Do you want to take it to the hospital for a check-up? Is that okay? ”

At Qin Ming's insistence, Leng Ao was sent to the hospital. The theft of the forensic department is naturally not trivial, and someone will continue to investigate it. I felt a little uneasy in my heart, hoping that everything was too much for me to do.

Either way, it was a sleepless night for us. When I got home, I saw that the hour hand was already pointing to 12 o'clock, and my phone rang as I expected, and the voice on the other end of the phone was a little hoarse, it was Su Yang. I didn't speak, just listened quietly.

"Casey's case is closed, and thanks should be given to you anyway. We'll meet again, though. After Su Yang finished saying this, he hung up the phone. (To be continued......)