The meeting is still ongoing.

No one cared about Fang Zhe's puzzlement, Yang Haixin reached out and flicked the cigarette ash a few times after listening to Zhang Xun's report in the video, and continued: "What do the other two departments say?" ”

"Uhhhh I said Team Yang, can you not destroy the scene at will, and the ash should be played in the ashtray, okay? Don't increase the workload of our staff. Zhang Xun pushed down the frame on the bridge of his nose, looking helpless.

Yang Haixin scratched the fisherman's hat on his head, then stretched out his foot and scratched twice on the ground casually: "It's okay, it's gone if you step on it." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Xun directly covered his forehead: "The other two departments are also stepping up the investigation of the murderer, and the research center is to classify the out-of-control person in this case as A-level." ”

"A-grade!!"

Siming, who was wearing ancient costumes, and Xijian, who was wearing sunglasses, exclaimed at the same time, but Yang Haixin looked calm.

"Well, the A grade is normal. This time, the out-of-control person was very calm and clear enough to think about the crime. He abides by his own principles, and the two security guards and the master of the communication room were only stunned and did not suffer any direct injuries, which shows that this runaway person is not the master of indiscriminate killing. ”

"At present, the walls of this place have been painted with flame retardant paint, indicating that this runaway person planned to only let this room catch fire from the beginning, and did not intend to implicate the entire building. He also controlled the time of the flames, and did other work, so that no one in the vicinity found any signs of fire at that time in the early morning. ”

"This kind of arrangement uses this room as a crematorium. I think he should have been waiting quietly outside, watching. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Haixin suddenly turned his head to look at Fang Zhe, and after exhaling a circle of smoke, he said, "Eh, Fang Zhe, what do you think?" ”

"Huh?"

Hearing that the eccentric uncle who was originally in a serious analysis suddenly called himself and asked himself what he thought, Fang Zhe was a little taken aback.

"What do I think? Look with your eyes! Otherwise, chrysanthemums? I just want to confirm some things.,Why do you want to cue me.,Let me be a little transparent! ”

Of course, it was impossible for Fang Zhe to dare to say these words in his heart, but he scratched his head and said with a well-behaved appearance: "Uh... What do I think? ”

Yang Haixin smiled: "Analyze and analyze." ”

“。。。”

"God's analysis and analysis!"

At this time, Fang Zhe only remembered a movie he watched a long time ago, and there was a well-known line in it called "Translation and translation." ”

At first, Fang Zhe thought that the other party was just joking, but when he found that the people around him were looking at him very seriously, even the people in the video were staring at him, Fang Zhe had no choice but to say the question that had been suppressed in his heart.

"Well, I'm a student in this class, and the house where the fire broke out on the other side of Jianzhu South Road, in fact, I live next door, this morning...

Before Fang Zhe could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Haixin's beckoning.

"We know all this information, say something we don't know."

"Huh? All clear? ”

Fang Zhe frowned and thought about it, yes, although these people were not wearing police uniforms, judging from the attitude of the middle-aged policeman who left just now, it was not a cooperative unit in the system, or even a higher-level existence, so it was normal to know his information, after all, when he started, he had to show his badge.

"I actually came to find my buddy Liu Liang."

Under the gaze of everyone, Fang Zhe took a deep breath and said directly: "This morning, there was a fire in my buddy's house, and the firefighters removed two bodies from the fire scene, but my buddy only said some time ago that his parents were out on a business trip, so he should be the only one at home." So I really want to know who those two corpses are, and my buddy Liu Liang is not among them. ”

After Fang Zhe finished speaking, there was a silence in the room.

The room blackened by the fire resembled a charcoal room, and the pungent smell mixed together was very strange. However, the people in the room should have been used to smelling for a long time, and they did not show any discomfort.

Yang Haixin threw the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground and stepped on it with his foot, this time, Zhang Xun in the video did not accuse him of destroying the scene at will.

"I can tell you for sure that the corpses that appear in the house are not your buddies, but as for the ones in front of you, then I don't know."

"It's very simple to confirm, go rummage through it yourself, the corpses are there, you feel free."

After speaking, Yang Haixin took out a pair of white gloves from the inner pocket of his windbreaker and threw them at Fang Zhe.

Hearing that there was no Liu Liang among the two corpses he saw in the morning, the depression in Fang Zhe's heart relaxed slightly, but it was soon like a pair of invisible hands pinching his heart again.

There is no joy in luck, more worry and fear of the unknown.

Fang Zhe looked at the gloves on the floor, and an inexplicable sense of fear arose. It was as if the corpses who were touching their heads and couldn't see their faces suddenly turned their heads to look at him, and their distorted faces were grinning at him.

Fear is mixed with a hint of curiosity about the truth.

Fang Zhe remembered the two corpses that were wrapped in white cloth and carried out of Liu Liang's house in the morning; I remembered the text message that my uncle handed him to read; and every morning, Liu Liang's clean and hearty smile.

He originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Yang Haixin's smiling expression, Fang Zhe's competitiveness was quietly aroused.

The disposable gloves made of white latex were held in Fang Zhe's hands, and the rough and soft texture, every time he touched it, Fang Zhe inadvertently imagined what the burnt skin would feel like when he touched the corpse.

Thinking of this, goosebumps immediately appeared on Fang Zhe's skin.

After putting on his gloves, Fang Zhe stood in place and took a few deep breaths before walking directly towards the group of corpses.

Everyone around looked at him, even the staff who didn't know what to wipe on the walls with stucco, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at Fang Zhe.

"Are you sure I can touch them directly and move them away?"

At the moment when Fang Zhe was about to stretch out his hand, he suddenly looked up at Yang Haixin.

"It doesn't matter."

Yang Haixin nodded and lit the cigarette next to his mouth.

A sound of saliva swallowing appeared, and Fang Zhe tried to dispel all imaginations in his mind, such as the terrifying fragment of whether the corpse would suddenly open its eyes when it touched the corpse.

"Liu Liang, you are aiming at him!"

While being afraid that one of these corpses would be Liu Liang's, he was even more afraid that none of the corpses in it would have Liu Liang's.

With extremely complex psychological emotions, Fang Zhe first pulled the nearest corpse apart, and he tried his best to control the strength so as not to destroy the corpse.

"Shhhh

A crisp sound came out, accompanied by a mushy smell.

Because of the burning, the place touched by the corpse's forehead was stuck with the other corpses, and when Fang Zhe moved it back, the skin on his forehead directly made a sound like tearing paper, and seeing the reddish subcutaneous tissue, Fang Zhe couldn't help but turn his stomach upside down.

It was a female corpse, and it was evident from its thin size and other physical features that the turned corpse had a horrific and miserable appearance. There was a visible cut in her neck, and her fingers even showed a peculiar curl of muscles dehydrated from the heat.

Soon, Fang Zhe was drawn to the attention of something in the abdomen of this corpse.

It was the same badge as himself, and it was a well-preserved one, except for the surrounding corners that had melted slightly due to the heat.

"Well, this runaway person is quite humane, and he even smeared the badge that can prove the identity of the deceased with flame-retardant paint."

At this time, Yang Haixin, who had been silent, came over and mocked in a playful tone.

Fang Zhe held this badge, only felt heavy and heavy, he looked at the name on the badge and the beautiful inch photo printed with the deceased before his death, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

I saw three black fonts printed on the badge, Lin Haixia.