Shen Junchen walked out of the hospital with gauze still wrapped around his head, and according to Dr. Yang's opinion, he should be observed in the hospital for at least a few days. But Shen Junchen couldn't wait, because before he was knocked unconscious last night, he had already seen clearly the person sitting in the rickshaw - that was one of the murderers of his father!

Shen Junchen was both excited and angry, excited that he had finally found an enemy target, and that he was actually killed by someone else with a gun, if it wasn't for the military police coming quickly, it would have been possible for him to die in the hands of the other party.

Unit 4 of the Intelligence Division of the Secret Service Headquarters.

Li Zhengxin drank tea and said, "Junchen, why was he discharged from the hospital so quickly?" The foreign devil doctor said, what is your injury called a concussion, and you should pay more attention to rest. ”

Shen Junchen: "Team leader, I was attacked last night, and the person who attacked me was the murderer of my father, how can you say that I can lie in the hospital!" ”

Li Zhengxin was also surprised: "Junchen, it seems that the emperor really lives up to his wishes, and the murderer really let you find ......."

Shen Junchen punched the table and said hatefully: "It's just a pity, blame me for being too careless, and let him run away again!" ”

"Will the police officers who participated in the night investigation last night have any clues?" Li Zhengxin reminded Shen Junchen.

Shen Junchen's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up the phone and called the police station: "I am the fourth group of the Intelligence Department of the Secret Service Headquarters, so let the police officers who checked at night near Yongan Department Store last night come to the Secret Service Headquarters immediately!" ”

An hour later, several black-skinned policemen arrived at the secret service headquarters in a panic, and they didn't know what they had done, and they were suddenly called to this place. For these policemen, the notoriety of 76 Extreme Sfield Road is just as terrifying.

In the interrogation room of the intelligence department, several policemen stood in a row, and Shen Junchen recognized at a glance the black-skinned policeman who checked his documents with him last night, and Shen Junchen pointed at him: "You stay." Let's go back to everyone else! ”

The black-skinned policeman who was left behind didn't know what was going on, and looked at Shen Junchen in horror: "Chief Shen, I, what did I do?" ”

Shen Junchen comforted him: "Don't be nervous, relax, nothing happens." Do you remember the guy I asked you to review your documents last night? ”

The black-skinned policeman thought for a while and said, "Sir Shen, there were too many people reviewing documents last night, which one are you talking about?" What are the characteristics that are not? ”

Shen Junchen: "He wears a long scarf, is very tall, and has big eyes. ”

The black-skinned policeman was embarrassed and said, "However, it was so cold last night, and most of the people were wearing scarves, how can I remember which one you are talking about......"

Shen Junchen was so angry that he slapped him in the face, and Shen Junchen shot very hard in anger, beating the black-skinned policeman to the ground, and his face immediately swollen.

This was the first time Shen Junchen had beaten someone, and he didn't feel anything wrong with it after the beating, as if it was just a slap that should have been hit a long time ago.

It takes hundreds or thousands of things to be a good person, and it only takes a moment to be an evil person.

Shen Junchen: "Think about it carefully!" I can't think of it, just think about it here! ”

Shen Junchen returned to the office in a huff and sat down on a chair, he thought that things had some eyebrows, but the bamboo basket was empty.

On the desk was an inkstone, wrapped in a white cloth, and there were red blood stains on the inkstone.

Shen Junchen: "What is this?" ”

A colleague next to him said, "Oh, this is the murder weapon that injured you last night!" Team Leader Li asked me to hand it over to you and see if there were any clues. ”

Shen Junchen: "That's what hit me!" ”

Shen Junchen picked up the inkstone and looked at it repeatedly, with his eyes, he could also see that this was an ordinary inkstone, the color and material were very common, and there was nothing special.

- Why is this person holding an inkstone? Of course, it can't be a murder weapon that is going to be used to beat people! He must have bought the inkstone somewhere, ready to take it back! When he came, he was on foot, which means that the place where he bought the inkstone should not be too far away!

Shen Junchen combed and sketched the messy clues in his heart little by little, and the originally blurry picture gradually became clear......

The black-skinned policeman in the interrogation room probed his brain and looked out, and when he saw Shen Junchen coming over in a hurry, he hurriedly greeted him: "Chief Shen, I really can't think of it, just let me go." ”

"!" Shen Junchen is in a good mood now, and he feels that even if this policeman remembers something, it doesn't matter, because the things on the good citizen certificate are likely to be forged.

Shen Junchen strode out of the secret service headquarters, he wanted to follow the path of Gao Fei last night, and walk in the opposite direction again. There was a strange feeling in his heart that this time he seemed to have grasped the point of the matter!

If the black-skinned policeman was amnesty, he quickly turned around and picked up the police hat that was slapped off by Shen Junchen from the ground, and walked out of the interrogation room.

People are like this, there is no pressure, less tension, and the memory will become more sensitive.

He walked a few steps, recalling last night's scene in his mind like in a movie, and muttered, "Gao ...... Not? Yes, yes, it seems to be the name! ”

He looked for Shen Junchen again, but Shen Junchen had long since disappeared, and the black-skinned policeman was in a hurry to run around, climbing from the first floor to the second floor, and he didn't dare to knock on the door casually.

When he was in a hurry, there was a knock on the westernmost door, and a young woman came out, carrying a paper basket in her hand, as if she was going to take out the garbage.

The black-skinned policeman hurriedly walked over: "Miss, Miss, do you know where Chief Shen works?" ”

"Chief Shen? Which Chief Shen? ”

"It's Chief Shen Junchen of the Intelligence Department, I'm in a hurry, I have important information to report!"

"Oh, Chief Shen is not here, I don't know where he went."

"How is this good...... Gao Fei, Gao Fei ......" The black-skinned policeman kept repeating it for fear that he would forget the name.

The girl who was going to go back after taking out the garbage came back again: "You are looking for Chief Shen, what is the urgent matter?" ”

Seeing that she was also from the secret service headquarters, the black-skinned policeman didn't deliberately hide it, and said: "Chief Shen was attacked by a chaotic party last night, I just remembered the name of this chaotic party, but I couldn't find Chief Shen......"

"Are you sure the name you think of must be the person that Chief Shen is looking for?"

"Ah......" The black-skinned policeman choked for a moment, because he was really not sure, but he probably thought it was the name.

"If you're not sure, it's best to think about it, Chief Shen's temper isn't too good!"

The black-skinned policeman touched the swollen face that had just been beaten, and thought to himself that he was really troublesome, even if he told him the name of the chaotic party, he wouldn't get any benefit, what if he said it wrong? ……

"Thank you, Miss, for the reminder. I'll go back, don't tell Chief Shen that I've looked for him. ”

"Don't worry, I won't mention it."

The black-skinned policeman ran downstairs in a hurry, walked out of the gate of the secret service headquarters, and breathed a sigh of relief: fortunately he met a nobleman, otherwise he would continue to be stupid, and maybe a few big mouths were waiting for him.

The woman on the second floor, Xia Ju, returned to the data room and stood in front of the window, watching the black-skinned policeman hurriedly leave the secret service headquarters building like a frightened rabbit.