Zhang Zimo seemed to have run out of energy, and his speed of swimming towards the shore of the lake was very slow. When he struggled to climb ashore, Zhuang Yi found that Zhang Zimo's left waist was blurred with flesh and blood, and there were distinct canine tooth marks, as if he had been bitten by something on his waist. Zhang Zimo was lying on the shore of Shengming Lake, panting heavily, and after regaining some strength, he took out a bottle from his clothes, sprinkled the powder in the bottle on the wound on his waist, and the gushing blood finally stopped the rushing and unrestrained situation. Then he tore the strips of cloth from his coat, sprinkled some powder, and roughly bandaged his waist, and carefully cleaned all the blood and traces on the lakeside before he staggered away. From beginning to end, Zhang Zimo didn't notice that there was a person watching her all the time. Zhuang Yi stood on the balcony and watched Zhang Zimo go away, and he was infinitely puzzled: What is she doing in Shengming Lake? Now at this critical moment when the storm is coming, Zhang Zimo risked being discovered by the police/inspectors who patrolled the night in Dongsheng University, and came all the way to the famous lake from the women's dormitory in the outer courtyard more than ten minutes away. Could it be that Zhang Zimo has something to do with the disappearance? News came the next day to confirm his suspicions. Qin Huaiqiu is missing. The head of the English Department of the School of Foreign Languages, Zhang Zimo's guardian in Huaxia. Qin Huaiqiu lived in the apartment building distributed to professors and associate professors at Dongsheng University, on the fifteenth floor, and his wife slept next to him, and he didn't know when Qin Huaiqiu left. The elevator elevators, corridors and entrances and exits of the apartment building were monitored without any clues, but the surveillance outside the apartment building was all out of order, just like when Deng Jianming and Tiehua disappeared. Will Qin Huaiqiu be in this famous lake? When returning to the dormitory at noon and passing by Shengming Lake, Zhuang Yi unconsciously paused, recalling the scene when Zhang Zimo got up from Shengming Lake in the early morning. What is that monster that can make an ethereal singing voice that fights with Zhang Zimo? Staring at the swaying lotus lotus on the surface of the lake, Zhuang Yi knew that the monster's corpse was at the bottom of the lake, and he had a strong curiosity to go down and find out. "Hey, fat classmate, stay away from the lakeshore. You can't bear the weight of two or three chains blocking the lake, don't accidentally fall into the lake. One person said behind Zhuang Yi. Zhuang Yi looked back at the person, a familiar face, a guard surnamed Long in the school, it is said that he has been working for many years, and he is still single, dedicating his youth and time to the security career of Dongsheng University. Zhuang Yi is a kind of conformist, oh no, people who once had to follow the rules with crutches naturally can't deal much with the dragon guards, Fang Youning in the same bedroom, and Deng Jianming downstairs are indeed frequent visitors to the dragon guards. Deng Jianming often sneaked into the girls' dormitory, and was caught by the dragon guard when he came down from the window in the middle of the night, and Fang Youning was one of the guys who fished. The dragon guard reminded him again, asking Zhuang Yi not to stand next to the iron chain of the wooden arch bridge built by the lake. Zhuang Yi didn't say anything and turned to leave. When going up the stone ladder road by the famous lake, Zhuang Yi saw the dragon guard squat down to a place, touched the leaf surface of the lotus, put his finger under his nose and sniffed, with a thoughtful expression on his face. Zhuang Yi observed the place where the Xialong guards squatted, there was nothing abnormal, and it was not the place where Zhang Zimo climbed ashore in the early morning, after all, Zhang Zimo was a killer and experienced in the past, and after the traces were processed, it was very unlikely that people would find clues. So what are the dragon guards looking at? Zhuang Yi gathered his eyes and carefully stared at the lotus leaf that had been touched by the dragon guard, there were obviously several clear finger marks on the leaf surface, and around the finger marks, there was a slight powdery substance. Ordinary people may think that this is just dust in the air, but Zhuang Yi knows that it is the powder that bursts from the ball thrown by Zhang Zimo. Generally speaking, few people would notice this, even if Zhuang Yi was standing by the famous lake and staring at the lotus just now, he didn't think about it. How could the dragon guards be keenly aware? Who is he? Zhuang Yi went upstairs full of doubts, thinking about whether to go down to the lake at night to see the situation. He had some balls on his body, which Dean Harvey sent, although he did not accept Dean's request to make vacuum energy-absorbing bullets for him, but based on his help, Dean hugged Hu Fanda, who was really alive and vibrant, not Hu Fanda, who was controlled by the awakening power of the Divine Eye, Dean was very happy and gave him all the balls on his body. These orbs are all high-grade goods, and they will not have much problem dealing with some awakened people with low spirit strengthening. Sure enough, a trench is a trench. While Zhuang Yi was hesitating whether to go to the lake at night, the discussion meeting of the special team of the Dongsheng Municipal Police/Procuratorate Bureau on the "Dongda Dalian Ring Disappearance Case" was in full swing. The leader of the team is Meng Cunshan, director of the Dongsheng Municipal Police/Prosecutor's Bureau, which shows how much attention the Dongsheng Municipal Police/Prosecutor's Bureau attaches to this case. After Deng Jianming, a student of the Sports Institute, disappeared, but in just two or three days, two missing people appeared one after another, and Meng Cunshan was under great pressure. If he hadn't done this, he would have been promoted to the Zhaohai Provincial Public Security/Security Department next year, which should have been a sure thing, now...... Meng Cunshan took a hard puff of his cigarette, the dozen or so disappearances that occurred in Dongda more than 20 years ago made the Dongsheng City Police/Procuratorate Bureau plant a director and a deputy director, not to mention the heads of other relevant departments. Under huge pressure, if you can't solve the case, you can only admit it, Meng Cunshan doesn't know if he will follow the old path of his predecessors. Ma's, at the beginning of the year, I went to the Taoist temple to offer incense, the old Taoist priest said that he committed Tai Sui this year, and let him worship the Tai Sui God for a year, he has been worshipping for a few months, and he still can't rush away from bad luck! Sure enough, committing Tai Sui is not good for the passing year! The subordinates discussed the case fiercely, Meng Cunshan had no interest in discussing it, and he had not participated in the "Dongda Disappearance Case" more than 20 years ago, and the current situation was exactly the same, it could not be solved, and there was no hope of solving it. Meng Cunshan looked at the sunny sky outside the window through the swirling smoke, thinking about what else he could do if he stepped down from this man. "Director, Director Meng." It was as if someone was calling him. He came back to his senses a little. "Your phone is ringing." Meng Cunshan looked at the desktop, and sure enough, the phone was vibrating, and the caller ID was an unfamiliar number. Answering the button, he asked, "Hey! Who is it! "He's in a bad mood and his tone is a little rushed." Hey, it's more than forty people, don't be so angry. Although his voice sounded a little different, he could still hear the tone and tone at once. Openness? "Hey, hey! I thought you were a well-developed kid and forgot about our old friends! I didn't expect that after so many years, you can still hear my voice, and sure enough, the old brother is the old brother! Hahaha......" Listening to the laughter of old friends, Meng Cunshan was particularly emotional in his heart. Seeing that the boss's face that had been gloomy for almost half an hour finally had some soothing expressions, the subordinates also stopped the discussion curiously. "Meng Ju, who?" Lin Qiang, who has followed Meng Cunshan for more than 20 years, asked. Meng Cunshan smiled: "It's open." ”

Lin Qiang was stunned: "Long Kaicheng?!" ”