In the dream, two familiar children's voices sounded suddenly.

"I'm hiding~Come and catch me~"

"Then I'm coming~"

A young figure flashed in front of Fang Zhe, like a big black mouse.

Not long after the figure entered the house, the entire building suddenly burst into flames.

The monstrous fire was extremely ferocious, devouring everything without fear, and Fang Zhe could only follow the light of the fire to see the outline of the room inside.

He reached out and touched it, and the flames had no warmth or substance.

Dreams, after all, are dreams.

Just as he was about to raise his feet and walk into the familiar house, a piercing and familiar mobile phone ringtone exploded in his ears, dragging him back to reality.

Fang Zhe, who opened his eyes, looked at the white ceiling, and scolded in a low voice rather regretfully: "Grass, you must get the flight mode before going to bed in the future." ”

He reached under his pillow and reached for his phone.

The phone call was from Zheng Siming, urging him to come to the bureau for a meeting quickly.

This made Fang Zhe feel strange.

After returning from training in Shencheng, he originally planned to take leave to go to Zhijiang City to fulfill his promise to the homeless girl.

It's a pity that Yang Haixin not only didn't give him leave, but asked him to go to the bureau every day to report.

You don't have to do anything, you just need to stay in the bureau like a lucky cat.

This made Fang Zhe very uncomfortable.

Because he found that in the past few days, there were very few people in the Haixi City Branch, and no one could chat with him to relieve his boredom.

Only Zheng Xijian has been staying in the bureau, either sleeping on his stomach or lying down.

But he didn't have much contact with this Zheng Xijian, and even he almost forgot that there was still this guy in the bureau.

As for those familiar people, whether it is Yang Haixin or Zheng Siming, they are almost nowhere to be seen.

Even Zhang Xun, who rarely went out to perform tasks and only insisted on giving advice in the bureau, also disappeared.

Fang Zhe asked Zheng Siming because of curiosity, but the other party only perfunctorily dealt with an incident.

But Zheng Siming has always been reluctant to mention the specific incident, only saying that it was a confidential incident.

After hurriedly washing up, Fang Zhe put on his clothes and left the house.

Fang Shijun had already gone to work in the pork shop in the mall, but he saved the trouble of explaining.

In the Haixi City Branch, all the investigators gathered in the conference room, waiting for Fang Zhe's arrival.

Fang Zhe found through the glass door that those people who had not been seen for a long time had appeared.

Yang Haixin held a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands on the armrests of the chairs on both sides, and sat there paralyzed; Zhang Xun's lips on the side kept moving, with Fang Zhe's understanding of Zhang Xun, he should be accusing Yang Haixin of smoking in the conference room.

Zheng Xijian still buried his head on the table and slept; Chen Jielong sat there with a serious face, stuffing meat buns into his mouth from time to time; Zheng Siming leaned against the far side of the door, far away from everyone.

When Fang Zhe walked into the room with an apologetic smile and passed by Zheng Siming's side, the other party secretly stuffed a plastic bag containing roasted wheat into Fang Zhe's hand.

Fang Zhe said softly, "Thank you", took out the roasted wheat and sent it to his mouth.

He wanted to sit next to Zheng Siming naturally, but he heard disgusted words from the other party: "Stay away from me, I have a habit of cleanliness, you don't know." ”

"You still want to be washed by boogers, don't you?"

Fang Zhe chewed on the roasted wheat as he reached out and touched his nose.

"You!"

Zheng Siming rolled his eyes helplessly, got up and sat opposite.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Yang Haixin sat up straight from the chair, he first reached out and took a remote control, and put down all the privacy curtains, so that the outside world would not see the scene in the conference room.

Then he said in a half-dead tone: "Everyone has arrived, calling everyone over so early is actually one thing." ”

"In the Rainy Night Butcher incident, the Spiritual Research Center has been upgraded from the original level of B to Class A. That means we need to contain this runaway as soon as possible. ”

In fact, according to the normal situation, the lights in the conference room should be turned off at this time, and then the projector will hit the slides about the incident on the screen.

However, because Zhang Xun suffers from dark phobia, the lights in the conference room are not turned off, but shiny and bright, making people think that there is a sun hanging on it.

Zhang Xun held some of the photos of the crime scene prepared on the table in his hand, nudged the frame on the bridge of his nose and said: "The Rainy Night Butcher, the runaway person, has committed many crimes on the border of Haixi City, but this person is very cunning and has been committing murders on rainy nights, leaving no traces at all. ”

"According to the judgment of the killing cycle, the cycle of the Rainy Night Butcher this year has been greatly shortened, and as long as it rains, there will inevitably be a dead person."

"But strangely, we judge based on weather forecasts and kill cycles. On a rainy night the other day, we gathered everyone to ambush the various places where the butcher might commit murder on a rainy night, but we pounced. ”

He seemed to be the same as before, and suddenly fell into silence, which made people a little unpredictable, and I didn't know if it was because of some rumor or some other reason. Therefore, today's meeting is to convene everyone to discuss it together, and then prepare to contain this runaway person in a short period of time. ”

Zhang Xun, on his side, continued to elaborate on some details about the "Rainy Night Butcher" incident.

Fang Zhe had already guessed what Zheng Siming and the others were busy with during this time.

Fang Zhe knew about this incident, because the disgusting pictures that Zheng Siming sent when he was having breakfast before were the masterpieces of the butcher on this rainy night.

At the same time, he also remembered that the day after he came back from Shencheng, there was a heavy rainstorm, and that night, everyone went out on a mission in the rain.

Fortunately, he didn't participate in this incident, otherwise he squatted in the grass in the middle of the night under the torrential rain and waited for the criminal, and he ended up in the air, how stupid.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhe glanced at Zheng Siming and forced a smile.

However, his afterglow inadvertently aimed at Zhang Xun's hand and took photos of the butcher's crime scene on a rainy night.

The neatly stacked pieces of blood-red flesh gave him a familiar feeling.

Just as he was still thinking about what made him feel familiar, the glass door of the conference room suddenly opened.

Because this is the conference room of the operational headquarters, few people dare to disturb it, so every time there is a meeting, the door is generally not locked.

Those who dare to break in directly in the process of the meeting without reporting like this, want to come to the whole bureau, and only that one can do it.

Everyone's eyes focused on the burly man with a Chinese face by the door.

They were about to listen to Director Yang Gan's social quotations about to say this time, but they saw Director Yang standing by the door with a serious face, and just said simply: "Haixin, you come out." ”

Yang Haixin, who took a deep breath of cigarette, let out a "snort" and got up and walked towards the door.

Zhang Xun glanced at it casually and continued to talk about the details of the case.

In the passage outside the door, Yang Haixin was spitting smoke rings while waiting for the other party to speak.

He knew that something was wrong, otherwise Yang Gan would not be like this.

Clearing his throat, Yang Gan whispered very seriously: "Something happened, an emergency report has just been sent from the headquarters, and the No. 3 Branch of Yancheng has encountered an S-level incident and has fallen into a state of paralysis. The director was evacuated, the captain was missing, and all five first-class investigators were killed! ”

Yang Haixin leaned against the wall and took a puff of cigarette: "Ang, that's it?" I thought it was Old Man Shen, the old immortal, who was assassinated by someone out of control. ”

Seeing Yang Gan's instantly darkened face, Yang Haixin took a long breath of smoke and said, "Just kidding, let's talk about it, did the headquarters let me go over to deal with it, I would be happy to go alone." ”

"Nonsense! This is an S-class incident, don't think I don't know your kid's thoughts, you just go with the mood of either dealing with the incident or being dealt with by the incident, you just want to die! ”

Yang Gan's voice suddenly became louder, very excited, even if the glass in the conference room was soundproof, everyone in the room could hear it.

He glanced behind him, stabilized his mood, lowered his voice again and said: "Yang Haixin, it's still the same sentence, take advantage of your life to contain some runaway people for Lao Tzu, which time you encounter a thorn and unfortunately die in your job, that is your life, Lao Tzu has nothing to say." ”

"But if you want to deliberately seek death, I will not be the first to agree! You were originally my soldier, and I took the initiative to apply for transfer to Haixi City as this broken director for you, don't be sorry for me! ”

"Okay, okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, the headquarters will definitely organize a special operations team when there is an S-class incident, do you want me to lead the team again this time?"

Yang Haixin waved his hand impatiently, but his cloudy eyes did not dare to look at his old boss.

"You think too much, the headquarters does want to transfer people from our bureau this time, but it's not you."

Yang Gan's hands, which were originally clenched because of his excitement, had been released at this time.

"It's not me, you told me to come out and the chicken feathers?"

"Hey, what are you talking about, I don't laugh at you, don't make trouble, I have to give you a face! The people transferred by the headquarters this time are Fang Zhe and Zheng Xijian, one of these two little hairy children is full of bad water, and the other is lazy all day long, don't you want to ask you to do ideological work for them. After all, it's an S-level incident, which child is not the meat of the heart, but if you don't go, you won't be able to come back. ”

Although Yang Gan squeezed out a smile on his face, it was more of a helplessness.

Yang Haixin took a puff of his cigarette, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Who is leading the team?" Zhang Yueran or Chang Shang? ”

"Drunkards often wear clothes."

"Huh, he? That's actually okay, safe and secure. ”

"But there is also the crazy monk Huibing."

"Hey, tell the headquarters, don't go."