The final result came out, and more than half of them chose to let him die.

The old gun was not relentless, and with a slight movement, the man was pushed down from the upper floor.

When Bo Fan rushed to the scene panting, he happened to see Zheng Zelin jumping down from the twenty-seventh floor, and vaguely seemed to hear the echo of death coming from the air - I don't want to die.

Zheng Zelin reaped the consequences of his own evil, so the "old gun" of the messenger of justice made a move, and those victims who were once crushed by him, tonight, can they grow up?

Zheng Zelin is dead, the whole city is boiling, and some people think that they are all messengers of justice, bringing a notorious well-dressed beast to justice, and reveling tonight.

There are also people who regret the loss of this fresh life alone, but the only thing that is the same is that tonight is destined to be sleepless.

As everyone knows, they have already become murderers the moment they click the mouse.

Bo Fan propped his hands on his knees, panting heavily, looking at the male corpse on the ground whose head was no longer distinguishable, he didn't know if he should be angry.

Room 701 was empty at this time, Lin Fusheng saw the computer on the coffee table at a glance, and according to the scene environment, the deceased was not violently hostaged.

The room is clean and tidy, all kinds of books are neatly placed on the shelves, everything is in order, and there is a magazine on the desk, which is the financial figure that the deceased Zheng Zelin just photographed a few days ago.

In the magazine, he was well-dressed, handsome, and already had the pride of a successful person between his eyebrows.

And now he tore off the character he created, was pointed out by Qianfu, and then committed suicide, and died without a body.

Such a person may not be a pity to die, but the most chilling thing is the driving force behind the death, who is so unscrupulous and repeatedly provokes the bottom line of the police.

"His mom died a few years ago, too." This was the first and only sentence Yu Changxi said when he saw the corpse.

Everyone present looked at the thin figure, thoughtfully, some words could not be said even if they thought in their hearts, but they knew the meaning.

Lin Fusheng sighed: "His life is not yet the turn of others to point fingers. ”

Yu Changxi glanced at him and did not refute.

Fingerprints were collected at the scene, some physical evidence was taken away, and downstairs Shu Wei was squatting on the ground to examine the body of the deceased.

"Bring the body back, I'm going to autopsy, and I'll send you the report as soon as possible." Shu Wei didn't raise her head.

I set off in a hurry tonight, only a few people with me, and Shu Wei only brought a survey box, not a body bag.

An hour later, the forensic dissection room.

"The deceased's clothes were cracked, the skull was shattered, there was an obvious blow injury to the head, the deep muscles of the neck were bleeding, the liver was ruptured but there was not much bleeding, the whole body injury of the corpse was all concentrated on one side, it was indeed a high fall to death, after the scene trace inspection, no DNA and fingerprints other than the deceased were found, and I have watched the video repeatedly, and no useful clues were found, which shows that the 'old gun' has a strong sense of anti-detection."

Shu Wei finished speaking in one breath, and her eyes didn't stay on the miserable male corpse for a second.

Bo Fan stood aside with his chin propped up by his hand, thoughtful.

Shu Wei looked at him and said, "That Xu Wan next to you is not simple." ”

Bo Fan still didn't answer, and she continued: "It's normal for a person who has lived in a mental hospital for eight years to have unknown secrets, but she is obviously not a normal person, but she can live unharmed under our noses, Team Leader Bo, what do you say is the significance of the establishment of our special case team?" ”

Bo Fan's eyes narrowed suddenly, but the cinnabar mole in the corner of his right eye that was not obvious emitted a terrifying light, which was a sign of danger.

Bo Fan asked in a low voice, "What else do you know?" ”

Shu Wei suddenly smiled, "I just want to ask Team Leader Bo that you are bending the law for personal gain, do others know?" ”

Bo Fan stood against the wall, holding his chin with one hand and putting the other in his trouser pocket, he suddenly smiled and said, "What is the difference between you and her?" ”

Shu Wei took off her gloves and poured herself a glass of water, and then said slowly: "I'm just curious, what is your relationship with her?" Why cover her up so much? ”

Bo Fan didn't find anything difficult to say about this question, "She is my friend. ”

Shu Wei smiled, a little stereotyped.

She took a sip of water, stood gracefully against the wall, and said, "But people don't need friends at all, do you know what other people say about you?" Say that you are the captain of the thin brigade who is greedy for men and can't extricate yourself, and say that you ......"

"What does it matter to me what others say?" Bo Fan interrupted her, "Shu Wei, your sister is dead, I regret it, I promised her to take care of you, but you can't move Xu Wan." ”

Bo Fan let go of his cruel words, and Shu Wei couldn't stop laughing after hearing it.

Bo Fan stood up straight, extinguished his cigarette, and drove home alone if he was light but weighing a thousand pounds.

Shu Wei sat alone in a chair until dawn, and died at that wedding with her sister who was the same mother, and as her husband, he didn't mention it at all.

Her mind is full of the good past, she and her sister Shu Mian are identical twins, they look exactly the same, but their personalities are completely different.

My sister is as gentle as water, and even her voice is glutinous, like a beautiful girl.

And my sister is enthusiastic and cheerful, lively and active, and her style of acting is big and informal.

So the sisters all studied medicine, but one is a forensic doctor, and the other is a real angel in white.

God took away her angel and made her most loved forget her.

"Sister, is he really going to forget you?"

The sky was slightly bright, Shu Wei turned off the lights, closed the door, turned around and left the police station, in the dark, a complicated look flashed on her face.

Recently, it has not been peaceful for a few days, and the old gun has quickly become popular on the Internet, and some people condemn and some people support it.

True darkness is living in the sun.

Bo Fan did not go back to his house directly, but poked Li Mowen out on the phone.

Both of them were dressed in civilian clothes, sitting at a food stall in the night market, eating this barbecue and drinking beer.

Li Mowen put one leg on the other bench, skewered with one hand, and drank his temper with the other on his knee.

His mouth was full of oil, and he was guilty of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Boss, what are you looking for me to do so late? It's not just for the sake of a skewer. ”

Bo Fan drank several glasses of wine in a row, his alcohol consumption was not good, and the wine was poor, Li Mowen was really afraid that he would do something wild as soon as he drank high, so he quickly stood up to stop it.

Bo Fan was drinking on Xing's head, and waved his big hand: "I'm not drunk!" ”

After saying that, I also ate a big bite of skewers.

Li Mowen was about to cry this night.

Bo Fan, who said that he was going to have a treat, turned out to be that the person who invited him was drunk, drunk and unconscious, and was still talking in his sleep.

When Li Mowen finished paying the money and was about to take him away, he saw the second-in-command of the dignified criminal police brigade again, and the leader of the special case team took the wine bottle as a microphone very arrogantly.

Li Mowen is really ashamed, he only knows that it doesn't smell good to sleep in the nest?