The first case, the murder case of the Yin soldiers

September 25, 2018, night, midnight, Qingfeng City, Changfeng University.

Han Shantong listened to the pouring rain outside the dormitory, tossing and turning.

The dream I had a few days ago is still vivid.

It was also such a rainy night, when an ancient army passed in front of him, and the clash of armor and the neighing of horses kept drilling into his ears. Fortunately, he realized that he might be dreaming, but he clearly felt the spittle of the shouting and urging general splashing on his face, and he really felt the slightest coldness.

The dream was so real and funny, and what was even more strange was that when the army was about to disappear, the general, the general who had just regarded him as nothing, actually turned around and waved at him, and the meaning could not be more obvious, and he asked him to join them.

Although it was a dream, Han Shantong still felt a chill to his bones, and he was stunned on the spot for a while. What made him even more frightened was that the general seemed very angry at his indifference, his face began to become hideous, and he waved his hand to the left and right, and two soldiers came out and walked towards him mechanically, one left and one right, looking like they were going to pull the strong man......

The dream came to an abrupt end, but it was enough to scare Han Shantong enough, and he got up in horror and looked at the dormitory where he couldn't see his fingers, and the classmates in the dormitory were snoring one after another.

He gasped, fumbled for a bottle of mineral water on the ground, poured it with a clatter, and then lay down with a sigh of relief.

Lying down, he pondered why he had such a dream, thinking that it was a little invested in discussing the legend of the Yin Soldier borrowing the Tao with a netizen in a forum on the Internet during the day, which was just a phenomenon of thinking about it day and dreaming at night.

Finally, he fell asleep with peace of mind.

However, tonight, he clearly remembered that he had not fallen asleep, but he had the feeling of that night's dream again.

"Damn, you're going crazy." Han Shantong scolded secretly.

At this time, the pouring rain outside suddenly stopped without warning. A flash of lightning flashed, and before Han Shantong could cover his ears, he saw the scene in his dream flashing in the light and shadow, and then the sound of the ancient army marching in the dream sounded in his ears again.

Han Shan was in a trance at the same time, was he dreaming?

He bit his finger so hard that it hurt so much that tears were streaming down his face, it wasn't a dream. However, the voice still drilled into his ears vigorously, like someone who put a repeater in his ear and kept repeating the sound of the army passing by.

"Fourth, fourth, did you hear anything?" Han Shantong woke up the fourth child closest to him and asked eagerly.

"What's the sound?" The fourth child was speechless, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Boss, boss, did you hear any strange sounds?" Han Shantong turned around and woke up the boss he trusted the most.

"When?"

"Right now."

The boss made a gesture of pricking up his ears to listen, and then said, "Nothing, are you hallucinating?" ”

But Han Shantong obviously heard the voice getting more and more harsh, and he also vaguely heard the general's call.

"Sleep, don't be surprised." When the boss heard that he was silent, he also rolled over and fell asleep again.

The voice of the general's summoning became clearer, and Han Shantong opened the dormitory door and walked towards the roof of the building as if he had been electrocuted......

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October 10, Qingfeng City, Changfeng University.

Rain, showers, intermittent showers.

The rain just now made the radiant sun short of breath, and the afternoon that should have been sunny was like midnight with no fingers in sight, and it did not improve at all. This brief moment of silence must be preparing for the next heavy rain.

Chen Chun hovered at the door of the library with a red umbrella in his hand, this umbrella is naturally useful, which can discourage many male students who talk to each other for an excuse.

A lot of it means that there are still thick-skinned fish who are eager to try to accept the guidance of the glorious idea of "My Fair Lady, Good Gentleman".

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning lit up, visibility improved dramatically, and several people vaguely saw the figure of a group of ancient marching soldiers and horses passing by by the light of lightning.

Then, there was supposed to be a thunderstorm, and the three of them made preparations and covered their ears at the same time. But after a while, I don't know if their ears were too blocked or the thunder was too small, but no one heard the thunder anyway.

The thunder was silent, but the sound of the ancient army marching was heard from all directions, and the neighing of horses, the shouting of generals, and the clashing of armor faded away. This was obviously the sound of soldiers and horses marching under the light of lightning just now.

"Yin ...... Yin soldiers borrow the way? The three fish who slipped through the net looked at each other with fear on their faces.

And Chen Chun's face did not change, but he showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time, and that smile reduced the fear of the three bloody male students.

A person just wanted to come forward to talk, but the heavy rain swept in again, overwhelming.

Chen Chunchun opened the red umbrella and walked into the rain curtain. And that's not all, she actually turned around and smiled at the three of them, as if inviting them to bathe together.

The three of them looked at each other again.

Beautiful opportunities are always fleeting, Chen Chun seemed to see that they did not respond to her call, and immediately turned their faces and changed people, and the smile on their faces disappeared, replaced by a solemnity that was about to burst out.

She closed the umbrella and turned it into a veritable bath, then danced in the rain.

The dance is graceful and mysterious, although it is a solo dance, but the aura is powerful, like a sacrifice for the soldiers to pray for victory before going on battle.

If it weren't for the fact that a few people saw and heard the march of soldiers and horses at the same time, then this dance must have been strange and unharmonious.

These people even forgot to take out their phones to take pictures of this strange scene.

After about a minute, Chen Chun stopped his dance steps, threw the closed umbrella aside, and smiled at the three of them, there was an indescribable joy and peace in that smile, as if he heard the call of a distant relative.

Then she turned around and ran forward at a speed of 100 meters.

Before the three of them could shout, they saw Chen Chun hit his head on the road sign stone that looked like a sleeping dragon opposite the library, and at the same time, a dull sound of "dong" sounded, which was like a death knell struck deeply in the hearts of the three people, lingering.

"Yin soldiers ask for their lives! It's the Yin Soldier asking for his life again! ”

One of the three screamed, and the other two quickly covered the mouth of the screaming classmate as if they were afraid of revealing the secret of heaven.

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Qingfeng City, Special Reconnaissance Team.

Yin Ping patted his head and listened to the sound of the train rubbing against the railroad tracks outside the window, and the train was almost like it had been driven in the head.

"Ride a dragon, ride a dragon."

Yin Ping heard someone call him, but he didn't know if the person's voice sounded first or the sound of the train disappeared first.

He hated that others called him "dragon riding".

Regarding the origin of this nickname, it still comes from a joke on the Internet, and Yin Ping's name is added with the word "Zhi", and it becomes Yin Zhiping. Although the tone is different, after all, the pinyin is the same. The spirit of entertainment of our people is popular with everyone, and in line with the principle of entertaining everything, everyone affectionately pronounces his name as Yin Zhiping.

One day, Yin Zhiping has a new title "Dragon Knight" on the Internet.

As the saying goes, a person ascends to heaven when he gets the Tao, so Yin Ping becomes a "dragon rider".

"Dragon Knight" is referred to as "Knight", and no matter how bad it is, it can be referred to as "Dragon Rider". But in this matter, the spirit of entertainment of colleagues was once again glorious, not only abbreviated, but also changed the order, and the domineering nickname "dragon riding" came into being.

What really holds the nickname "dragon riding" is from the official certification.

Maybe one day Captain He felt that Yin Ping's case was really beautiful, so he kindly joked and called him "dragon riding", and this nickname was officially announced to Yin Ping.

"What's wrong?"

Yin Ping finally came back to his senses in the roar of the train moving away.

"How's the school girl's case going? Captain He asked. ”

The person who spoke was Yin Ping's colleague, Wang Xiaosan, of course, this is also a nickname.

"I'm writing a progress report."

"Malier's, Captain He can be urged."

"Got it!"

Yin Ping was a little impatient and raised his voice.

Of course, if it was Captain He standing opposite, he wouldn't dare to make a mistake.

"Good, good, good."

When Wang Xiaosan's last word "good" came out, the person had already left the door of the case room.

He knew that the dragon rider was on fire these days, and he couldn't say anything about smoking by the ** bucket. But in this kind of case, who can be alone?

Yin Ping fumbled for a long time, and finally found a cigarette on his body, and before he could light it, he heard Liu Xiaoxi in the same office shouting: "Refuse second-hand smoke." ”

"This abominable woman!"

Yin Ping scolded in her heart, didn't she know that her current self was a ** bucket that was about to be ignited?

The special investigation team consists of a large case handling room, an archive room, a forensic office, a forensic identification department, and a number of small special case rooms and interrogation rooms.

What Yin Ping regrets most now is that he should work in the case room, so that some of his little hobbies can be unscrupulous, such as smoking. But at this time, it seems that he is a little family, and he is still more popular with the people, Yin Ping can always remember the throne of the vice captain, and he must not lose a big one because of a small thing.

Scolding and scolding, Yin Ping still threw away the cigarette in his hand that he hadn't had time to light yet, and typed out four big words on the computer screen: Yin Soldier Asks for Life.

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