Cloudy weather in the early mornings is always a concern for rain.

The sprinkler crawled slowly on the streets of Airplane City, and the autumn coolness invaded the bodies of all pedestrians.

Last night, the neon lights of the city were generously lit up all night, and people shattered the silence of the night in the joy of freedom, leaving the garbage that belonged to the night for this early morning.

But don't worry, there are cleaning staff guarding the cleanliness of the city, and the airplane city will be clean and bright again.

Zhang Fushen went out early in the morning, did not drive, but chose to walk on the road, he carefully observed the appearance and behavior of the pedestrians around him, hoping to get a trace of similarity to himself, he needed to confirm whether his own behavior pattern was normal. He looked panicked as he passed by the cloudy streets of the early morning.

The fat boss of the newsstand sells newspapers, and the newspapers are spread out on the cluttered street corners.

Benefit of $1.

On the side of the newsstand, a few people looked at the newspaper, their eyes looked at something from time to time, which is really a rare scene in the airplane market with mobile phones as the mainstream media, those people are either waiting for people, or waiting for something terrible to happen, Zhang Fushen thought.

He was in a ragged spirit, but instinctively went to the place where he went to work, an old man was persuading him to rest, a beggar looked at him, Zhang Fushen returned to a numb look, the old man retreated, and the beggar also left.

He walked forward, the bakery and breakfast hall in front of him, the heat steaming into the sky, the smell of cooking filling his nostrils, and he hurried away. In front is the temple, a building with carved beams and paintings, and a few green pines dotted with it. He wanted to go in and have a look, but he still forgot it, there was an old saying that one person didn't go to the temple, I don't know what the reason was, but he still forgot it.

Passing by the temple gate, a few pilgrims walked out, not seeing piety, their eyes were in a trance, what fault did they make? To come here on such a gloomy morning to repent? Or maybe it's waiting for someone, something terrible to happen.

The Superintendent of Aircraft City sits in front of the large temple called the Pure Lotus Temple, and the smoke envelops the superintendent's gate, and the smoke paints the surrounding air with a cold tone.

Zhang Fushen just wanted to use a splash of blood to decorate this picture scroll more exaggerated and vivid.

There was an air of murder in front of the superintendent's door, and when he walked inside, he was much gentler. Someone is greeting themselves.

How do I respond to him? Zhang Fu pondered, but the man had already walked away.

There was a hint of weirdness in that person's eyes, and Zhang Fushen couldn't help but explore the cause of this weirdness. In front of him was a mirror, and he stood in front of it, silently looking at his outfit.

There is no problem, this is just the dress of ordinary people, and the expression on his face is also mediocre, it is a mediocre expression that he has carefully prepared.

A stretcher left the chief's office in a hurry, what was on the stretcher?

Zhang Fushen couldn't help but look.

When he looked back, Zhang Fushen was surprised to find a face, which was the face of the temporary governor, Tong Ling.

A blooming lotus flower on her face, blooming in a clear manner!

"Little... Xiao Chen? ”

Zhang Fushen opened his mouth, where did Xiao Chen go? Is he resting today?

Xiao Chen's seat is empty, is he on vacation today?

At this moment, a voice woke Zhang Fushen from the gloomy atmosphere.

"What do you think? Hurry up and get to work! ”

It was Wu Guo's voice, Zhang Fushen hurriedly looked around, there was no figure of Wu Guo, yes, didn't Wu Guo die a long time ago, it seems that he was too worried.

Sitting at my desk, I don't know what to do. Where did all the players from the second team go? Why don't you come to work at this time?

Forget it, let's go to the police first.

Driving a police car, Zhang Fushen walked on the road, today's walkie-talkie was surprisingly quiet, the air on the street began to become dull, the people who went to work had already gone to their jobs, today was the weekend, and the school was on holiday.

While wandering on the road, Zhang Fushen's mind kept coming back to Tong Ling's face, and his memory was a little blurry now, and he couldn't tell if he had really seen Tong Ling being carried away on a stretcher this morning.

Whose work is that flower face?

Such an artistic technique should have come from my hands, but I don't remember doing it myself!

...

What about Ember???

Since waking up in the morning, Ember has disappeared from Zhang Fushen's field of vision, looking at the empty co-pilot beside him, Zhang Fushen is a little lost, maybe he has long been used to the days when Ember exists, right?

There is still a lot to say.

The walkie-talkie finally rang, it was Xiao Chen, it turned out that he was not late, but went to the First Hospital of Airplane City early in the morning, and the acting chief Tong Ling was killed!

All the detectives went to the hospital, Zhang Fushen quickly turned the head of the car, he didn't remember that someone reminded him to go to the hospital, or he didn't pay attention, or maybe he forgot it.

The car drove to the hospital, and the time crawled in the gloomy sky of the airplane city, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and the sky was not clear, and it seemed that this was the case today.

There were several police cars parked downstairs in the hospital, and Zhang Fushen naturally parked the cars next to those police cars, and then walked into the hospital in silence.

After asking the nurse, Zhang Fushen went straight underground.

The basement is a morgue.

The medical examiner was working in the morgue, Zhang Fushen wanted to come forward to see the situation but there was no reason, and his colleagues were standing outside the morgue, waiting for the doctor to come out and say something.

When his colleagues saw Zhang Fushen coming, they all cast suspicious glances at him.

Captain: "Lao Zhang, where did you go early in the morning?" ”

Zhang Fushen frowned and said, "I didn't go anywhere, I rushed to the superintendent early in the morning to wait for today's task." ”

"There's such a big thing going on in the superintendent, and you don't notice it? ... Our acting chief is dead! It is said that he is also a hero host! Oops, that death is really miserable, you haven't seen it... Hey, don't talk about it, don't talk about it, eh Lao Zhang, do you say that the person named Liu Aimin is really the murderer of the aircraft city? If it was him, how could such a disgusting thing happen? ”

Zhang Fushen was silent, while the captain returned to the side of the first team members, his heart relaxed, his role was finally over...

Liu Jiayi hurried over, and saw a group of police detectives waiting for news outside, he didn't give them any good looks, everyone knew that Tong Ling was an official brought over by Liu Jiayi, and now that Tong Ling is dead, Liu Jiayi's heart must not be very happy, right?

I saw Liu Jiayi striding into the morgue, and after seeing his subordinates who fell on the stretcher where the corpses were parked, he left there without stopping, Zhang Fushen inadvertently checked the situation in the morgue with his spare eyes, it had been so long, why didn't he let him in?

We're detectives!

After a while, Liu Jiayi walked out of the morgue, and when everyone saw the leader coming, they all focused their attention on him.

Liu Jiayi said slowly: "Tong Ling died before he came to the hospital, you can all testify, right?" ”

Liu Jiayi looked at everyone, and then said majestically: "Isn't it?!" ”

The detectives were silent, and Liu Jiayi said again: "Chief Tong Ling's death, don't talk nonsense everywhere, everything will be handled by me." Remember not to talk nonsense and cause panic to the masses in the airplane city! You know what? ”

The detectives remained silent.

Liu Jiayi stood in the corridor and made a phone call, and then reappeared in front of the detectives.

Xiao Chen: "Sir, should we hurry up and take a look at Chief Tong's situation?" Immediately start investigating..."

"No need..."Liu Jiayi looked depressed, sighed, and stopped talking.

A group of people arrived, and their indescribable arrogance made the two teams of detectives angry, but helpless.

Liu Jiayi is the prefect of the [Advent], and he has the right to give priority to matters like homicide. What's more, these people brought by Liu Jiayi are all hosts, and they are heroic hosts recognized by the central government.

The team members didn't dare to step forward, and the captain just stood in the crowd with a cower, Zhang Fushen looked at this and that, and then hid himself in the crowd, adjusting his expression to the same level as ordinary people.

Those hosts have a man whose name is a household name in the airplane city! Serial killer demon, the host of the Golden Devil Kada Ember - Liu Aimin!

The group of people all nodded at Liu Jiayi, and Liu Aimin also nodded slightly, and this scene was exquisitely presented in Zhang Fushen's eyes.

The people who entered the morgue began to take pictures, Liu Aimin pointed his finger at Tong Ling's body, and after a while, several people escorted Liu Aimin out of here again.

...

The members of [Advent] were all soldiers, and they still have psychological quality, but Liu Aimin is not!

He was just an ordinary taxi driver, and when he saw the corpse, his hands began to tremble, even though he ......

The [Advent] team members embraced Liu Aimin more closely.

It's already this time, don't fall short because of some small details!