"These fans will maliciously speculate on others! They couldn't have guessed that our Zhang team was proficient in three foreign languages and had made meritorious contributions to the peacekeeping forces. When people risk their lives to carry out tasks in the rain of bullets, some of the wine bags and rice bags in them don't know where to drink to death. Why, even you have this kind of question? Shi Yan suddenly retreated with hostility.

"I don't dare. It's terrible, 'We're Team Zhang'. How do you say this leader in Chinese...... The mass base is good enough. ”

Shi Yan smiled rarely, and stopped talking.

The task force finally decided to proceed with the next step of handling the case by secret ballot according to Zhang Chengcheng's decision. Most people support taking a step further in the direction of interrogating Hong Wei, breaking through the suspicious points one by one, and at the same time choosing the opportunity to secretly enter the scene again to conduct a second key investigation.

When Qiao Zhen walked out of the conference room, his steps were much lighter.

There was a burst of joy in her heart, and a burst of confusion. She was glad that the previously unfinished survey finally had a chance to make amends. Tangled is that everything has a source, and when she was leaving, she hurriedly glanced at two scratches on the bathroom floor tiles, what is the reason for this?

Is Hong Wei really as he said, because the relationship between husband and wife has broken down, he is indifferent to his wife's evaporation in the world, or is he evading questioning and delaying time to hide evidence?

The exit of the labyrinth has opened a corner, and now it may be possible to unravel the path of the labyrinth in its entirety. Can a loving father really be a murderer? Even if Qiao Zhen knows that even a serial murderer may be a good lover and a good parent in life, emotionally, she still finds it difficult to accept.

At the end of the meeting, several of the scouts were in a daze, leaning back in their chairs and not leaving. Zhang Chenzhi also sat next to Lao Qiao without saying a word, and didn't say anything. Everyone is thoughtful, and if the case is not solved for a day, the feeling of tiredness becomes more and more obvious.

Outside the window, the sky was also overcast, thick clouds were overhead, and a rainstorm was coming. The rain washed away all the old and dirty, and also washed away the traces of the past, as if nothing had happened. No one knows what will happen after the rain has passed. But what is certain is that although the rainy season in Lincheng is far away, it does not affect the depression brought by the autumn gloom in the slightest.

The rain did not arrive as expected, but ushered in a strong typhoon that had not been seen in many years. Red warning signals are being broadcast on the radio, primary and secondary schools are temporarily suspended, and the roads on the road are rarely smooth because there are many fewer vehicles to pick up and drop off children. Qiao Zhen opened the window and looked through the window, and the documents on the table were blown into the corridor outside the office, she quickly closed the window and went next door to call her colleagues in the technical team to prepare for departure.

There were few pedestrians on the street, almost without exception, walking briskly towards the building, but Qiao Zhen walked downstairs in a hurry, and met Zhang Chengcheng, who was also wearing a training uniform, on the way, the two looked at each other and smiled tacitly, and a police car was already waiting for them.

The joy on the faces of the two is not groundless. The command center called, and in the key investigation area of their case, a crowd called to call the police, and a large number of blood stains were found on an unnamed road, and there was a bloody snakeskin bag in the sewage ditch on the side of the road, which felt wrong.

"Something is wrong" is not far from the truth of "something wrong" in the eyes of the criminal police. At this time, it seemed that it was finally raining in the low-pressure weather, every pore was breathing, every cell wanted to sing, and Qiao Zhen felt this taste for the first time. No one in the normally noisy car spoke, and it seemed that everyone felt this way, and everyone seemed to be holding back their excitement along the way.

As soon as the car stopped, Qiao Zhen was the first to jump down, waited patiently for Zhang Chengcheng, and after seeing him nodding and telling everyone to pay attention to safety, he began to carefully survey the scene.

Although it is a nameless road, it is the only way to the main road, and there should be a lot of pedestrians and vehicles passing through it every day. Even in such a typhoon weather, the blood stains in the center of the road were run over by a large number of passing vehicles, and the blood stains had expanded into blood bands, which were dazzling and hideous. About 20 meters northwest of the blood belt, in the sewage ditch on the west side of the road, there is a snakeskin bag with blood, and there are blood stains on the wall above the snakeskin bag, that is, on the wall of the street and the ditch on the west side of the sewage ditch.

A cordon has been set up at the scene, and there are sporadic old men and old ladies looking around to see the excitement, and seeing Qiao Zhen, some people began to point and whisper: "Now the police look good, but they are young, I don't know if there is real kung fu." "I don't know, look at the diorama, anyway, Allah layman looks fierce."

Their words had already drifted into Qiao Zhen's ears along the wind, and she didn't pay attention to them at all, putting on her gloves as if no one was around, staring carefully at the blood belt on the cement road, and she was a little distracted.

Chen Shijie finished taking photos on the road, stood up and looked down according to Qiao Zhen's perspective and pondered repeatedly, but he didn't see the truth, watching her expression change from excitement to calmness, from doubt to indifference. He really couldn't help but ask directly: "Can you tell me what you see, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?" ”

Qiao Zhen sighed: "Look, how are our on-site investigation conditions?" ”

"The bloodstains were formed last night, this scene has been unprotected for more than ten hours, and it is inevitable that it will be seriously damaged, not to mention that most of the scenes are mutilated and imperfect, but it does not mean that we cannot obtain information."

"You're right. This is a site that has been badly damaged, and all we can do is rely on the reconstruction and analysis of the bloodstains. The method is the 'traceability method'. ”

"I understand that the 'traceability method' is to determine how the traces at the scene were damaged and the extent of the damage, and then eliminate these factors. For example, at this scene, try to rule out the cause and method of the destruction of the bloodstains, and then eliminate these factors to restore the relatively original form as much as possible. But interlacing is like a mountain, so let's talk about how to trace the source. Qiao Zhen, who was immersed in the investigation, found that Zhang Chengcheng was also pacing at this time, and the crowd next to him was in a commotion, and the good deeds even took out their mobile phones to take pictures, thinking that they had happened to encounter the shooting scene of some police and bandit idol film, and several colleagues hurriedly went up to maintain order, and the comrades from the Political Department of the sub-bureau who followed the team to take work photos stared at the investigators nervously at this time, for fear that they would come forward to make any remarks without a unified voice.

At this time, Qiao Zhen found out that it is no wonder that others always use "old cadres" to describe some young men as official, even if he is approachable and open-minded, his body is also dyed with a little officialness, and a trace of it will appear unintentionally. He faced Chen Shijie and explained the theory, and he looked like a "good teacher", but the strange thing was that it was not offensive, but a bit like a spring breeze.