Jiang Futing raised his eyes to look at him.

Bai Tang continued to flick his chopsticks: "I think you may have been too affected by the so-called 'puppet rumors', and your heart has been guided on the wrong path by the wrong hints. ”

Jiang Futing was stunned by his sharp words.

Bai Tang didn't seem to see it, and the chopsticks in his hand had been rolled into a spinning top by him: "Have you visited the family of the missing person?" Is it possible that when the missing person has private contact with the employer, the ghost knows them through their private contact, and then continues to kill people. ”

"I think it's better to visit the families of the missing person and the employer to see if they have any details in common besides the same stress reaction. If there is a club that clearly points to your school, it is not too late to check on your president. And according to the guy you said—"

He subconsciously lowered the corners of his mouth, didn't know what to remember, and his eyes flashed: "If you are so sensitive and cautious, there has only been a case now, the degree of the case has not subsided, and he is still on the cusp, unless he is crazy, otherwise he will not release his guard at this time and immediately enter the next case." ”

"So, if you go to check now, if he really wants to hide, you won't be able to find anything. Such a person will certainly not allow a flaw to appear, but the victim may not. ”

This speculation is well-founded, and visiting the employer's family is basically a process that must be followed every time you receive an order.

Jiang Futing pondered for a moment when he fell into a misunderstanding.

It is very likely that when I was in the library, I met those two girls for the first time, and then Yang Linsheng's words, and at that time, the seeds of error were more or less planted.

Until Chen Yihuan's disappearance, whether it was the school and the police's repressive treatment, or the rumors that were spreading, most of the content pointed to the people who were active at the school at that time.

In particular, ghost stories about dolls are spread so fiercely that they have noses and eyes, as if someone really saw it with their own eyes.

So whose mouth did the rumors about the dolls start from?

Yang Linsheng was so annoyed by the police that he couldn't be him; Gao Xue herself fell into the situation of Chen Yihuan at that time, and it was impossible for her to have this thought.

Jiang Futing suddenly felt that it was also very important to find out the person who was rumored.

If this person is not an eyewitness, it is the murderer himself.

"Their information Zhou Qina should have, before rushing them to work tomorrow morning, go to the police station, and visit directly after they come out." Jiang Futing tapped the table with his fingertips, and then suddenly swept his gaze to Bai Tang: "Are you going?" ”

Bai Tang pestle's head in his hand raised slightly, and said slowly: "I only came back today, and I don't even have time to sleep, tsk!" You're too good at your brother! ”

"If you don't want ······"

Before Jiang Futing finished speaking, Bai Tang looked reluctant again: "Hey, but who made you my junior brother, just rush at the card you gave me today, it's not impossible for me to run around again." ”

The night has been enveloped by the cold, and even the moonlight has been dyed with a layer of frost, and when you look up, even the moon has a sparkling misty meaning.

When I woke up in the morning, the windows were full of frost that had been hard to form after a long night's work.

As soon as the windows of every house were opened, the dry flow inside was like the steam tumbling in the stove pot, gushing out at once, instantly melting the frost solidified outside.

The droplets of water flowed down from the top of the window like an endless river, gathering crookedly and then branching off, each heading down a different path to the end.

Living in this world, every different person is too, and their lives are intertwined at a certain time and place.

Some melt together, some still go their separate ways after all, and there are weak small droplets, which evaporate halfway before they have time to reach the end.

Jiang Futing was still wearing the clothes of the previous night and the scarf given by Lin Jin the night before, and before he could rush to the mouth of Fude Alley, the people nearby had already begun to kiss a "Xiao Jiang!" ”

He skillfully shuttled into the alley, and the scent of early morning permeated every corner of the alley.

"Oops! Why did you come so early today? ”

"I seem to have seen Bai Tang come back last night!"

"Really? This kid doesn't know where he went, after so long, I thought he wouldn't come back! ”

"Xiao Jiang is here, how could he not come back, look at what you said!"

Jiang Futing smiled lightly all the way, his face stiffened with a smile, and he was about to call in advance to urge Bai Tang to come down quickly, when he saw a figure rushing from not far away.

This is probably the sun coming out in the west, and Bai Tang didn't need to urge, so he took the initiative to go out.

Before he could say hello, Bai Tang had already jumped up to him and pushed him to hurry away: "Hurry up!" Come on! I've never found myself so attractive! I haven't seen each other for a few months, and these aunts and uncles are so good at their skills that they almost want to level my house! ”

Jiang Futing tucked the smile on the corner of his mouth, followed him half-pushed and half-walked, and in a hurry, he didn't forget to grab a breakfast for him from the stall.

It wasn't until they got into the taxi that the two of them slowly breathed a sigh of relief from the tense atmosphere.

Jiang Futing sucked the soy milk and handed the other one in his hand to Bai Tang, always feeling that he had deeply experienced the feeling of being a crazy middle-aged and elderly aunt and uncle collectively collecting debts.

"They haven't seen you for too long, and they take you for granted." He said as he looked down at his phone.

Bai Tang trembled with palpitations, saying that he couldn't bear them: "They make me think of the feeling of those crazy star-chasing fans. ”

Jiang Futing listened to his stinky and shameless words, and was speechless for a while.

The morning rush hour on Sundays is usually late, so it's rare for taxis to be able to ride the road all the way.

In less than ten minutes, the two of them arrived at the gate of the city bureau unimpeded.

The little policeman who was guarding was already quite familiar with Jiang Futing, not only opened the way for him directly, but also deliberately opened the window and poked his head out to greet him: "Yo! Looking for Officer Zhou again today? ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing nodded: "Is he here?" ”

"It's been there! There was a case last night, and it was early in the morning when the police came back, but I avoided the strict team! The little policeman whispered in a ghostly voice: "I heard that there was something wrong in their case yesterday, and they were put on the table, and their faces were long." Huh? This is? ”

As he spoke, he noticed the person on Jiang Futing's side.

"My division commander." Jiang Futing explained briefly.

Bai Tang smiled at him friendly, not to mention that the doorman changed his face every once in a while, what he was most unhappy about before was dealing with the official, which was full of twists and turns, and troublesome.

Except for the relationship that he had to deal with above, he was too lazy to be involved.

Who knew that Jiang Futing was a person who 'knew the difficulties'.

When the little policeman heard that it was the division commander, his face immediately became respectful: "Comrade! Hello! Hello! Then get on in! ”

Jiang Futing bowed politely, walked into the bureau familiarly, turned around, and occasionally met a few people who also knew him, all of them smiled with goodwill.

It's just that when he saw Bai Tang, he would be puzzled for a while, but he didn't ask too many questions, and left after saying hello to Jiang Futing.

It's like walking in your own garden!

Bai Tang sighed in his heart.

The two of them arrived at Zhou Qi's office all the way unimpeded, the door was open, and Jiang Futing still stood at the door and knocked.

The huge office was a little messy, and on everyone's desk, the stacks of tall materials were like a mountain, and a lot of paper was scattered on the table.

In the open space of the office are two large white drawing boards, filled with intricate tree diagrams, inferences from suspects, and some bloody pictures of the crime scene and important exhibits.

Five or six people directly buried their heads in the hill piled up in front of the table, and looked at the past, full of decadent and decaying atmosphere, without the spiritual energy to face a new day.

One can imagine how heart-wrenching the night before was.

And at the moment when Jiang Futing knocked on the door, several people lying on the table suddenly looked up like corpses, and they looked up in reverse, afraid that something terrible would come.

Several people invariably stared at the two people at the door with almost identical black eyes, and then lay down on their stomachs en masse.

After a moment of silence, there was finally a popular mouth, as if he was saying his last words: "Brother Zhou-outside-there is-someone is looking for-"

In the past two years, Xiao Zhou has fully used his efforts to turn himself from Xiao Zhou to Brother Zhou.

As soon as the man's voice fell, there was a sudden "click" in the open space next to the office inside, as if a book had hit the ground.

Jiang Futing and Bai Tang's eyes were attracted by this abrupt voice.

I saw a figure who was improvised from a stool and slowly sat up, and the man sat there with a bunch of disheveled hair, and wandered there for a long time before slowly turning his head.

Zhou Qi's eyes were still half-squinted, and the dark circles under his eyes were not much better than those of other colleagues.

He relied on his mind to support his eyelids, vaguely saw the two figures at the door, and said slowly, "You're here—"

For a moment, Jiang Futing and Bai Tang felt that this world might suddenly be taped.

However, the physical fitness of the police is not in vain, Zhou Qi was confused for half a minute at most, and then he woke up from his fatigue.

In order not to disturb the rest of the people in the office, a separate reception room was specially opened for the two.

"When you called me two weeks ago, I knew that this case was different. However, such a missing person case with unknown fate could not be attributed to our team, and it was another team responsible for investigating the case at that time. Zhou Qi handed him the case file:

"After answering your call, I kept an eye on it, entrusted some relationships, and prepared for a long time, a lot of information has been summarized, all of it is in it, you can just read it."

"Okay, thank you." Jiang Futing took it and roughly flipped it.

Some of the relevant contents of the interrogation were asked by Bai Tang to look at it again to confirm if there was anything strange.

There are actually not many things in the case file, there are few exhibits and related effective clues, and it is no wonder that the police are almost unable to make further breakthroughs.

And a lot of the news related to Chen Yihuan himself is relayed from his parents, relatives and friends, which is somewhat personal.

The most unified rhetoric is that Chen Yihuan doesn't get along with people very much recently, and he is in a trance, and he gets into the puppet club whenever he has time.

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