In the afternoon, the old director walked into a café, he randomly chose a window seat, through the clear and transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the people in a hurry on the street, he seemed to be immersed in elegant slow light music, secretly observing whether there was a tail, he asked the waiter for two cups of black tea, rarely came to this kind of mood place, looking at a few couples in the café... It's inevitable that I will be a little overwhelmed.

Last night, he has been working at the police station, and received a courier package, the package is a new book, the best-selling essay collection "Afternoon Time", the cover picture is under a tree, the mountains are vaguely visible in the distance, a woman's lonely and comfortable back, the new pages flashed with the fragrance of ink, he opened the book and read casually, graceful and fresh words, beautiful and soothing sentences, the reader intentionally or unintentionally marked the dotted line, crawling vine man's coffee house, light blue windbreaker, black leather bag decorative chain...

It looks like an emotional exchange between a pair of book friends, but in front of this old criminal policeman who was once in the sea, it is "the drunkard's intention is not to drink", and it is a spiritual covenant that ordinary people can't understand, and the old director and the chief can only use this way to hint at the time and place of meeting...

That is, the undulating mountains in the distance indicate the Huanshan Road of Haishi, because it is the city's famous literary and artistic road, and almost half of the city's cafes are concentrated there. The nearby green tree is the café called FRYIJV, which is covered with greenery, and the afternoon sun is more obvious at one o'clock in the afternoon, and the person who came is a woman wearing a light blue trench coat, a black leather bag with a decorative chain.

He lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and observed his surroundings in the spraying clouds, a foreigner on the seat diagonally opposite him was holding a notebook to surf the Internet, and the girl sitting opposite him was wearing lipstick in front of the mirror, it seemed that they had known each other for a long time, the lights in the café were dim, the soothing music brewed a peaceful atmosphere, and the black tea was quickly delivered, with a fresh fragrance.

Through the brightly lit floor-to-ceiling windows, the corner of the old director's eyes saw a middle-aged woman wearing glasses and a solemn expression gently pushed open the glass door of the café.

The woman sat down opposite the old director, her eyes intertwined at this time silent is better than sound, the old chief is a never-extinguishing beacon light in his heart, to get his guidance and support, is to get the attention of the high-level, he has ignited confidence in the future.

The old director suppressed the excitement in his heart, there was no polite greeting, he handed over the written materials prepared in advance to her, where there were countless hardships and tears of all the task force personnel, he talked about the plight of Lin Fei in a foreign land, the murder of the father and daughter of the Ding family and Xiao Ning, the murder of the case-related personnel and innocent people one after another, talking about the mysterious Haitian at large and the mysterious umbrella behind it, as well as the economic cases involved behind it, the information that continues to leak in the police station, too much helplessness makes it difficult for the case-handling personnel to move an inch, It's struggling.

They have been talking about it from the afternoon to the twilight, the old director has not had such a hearty feeling for a long time, he is about to say goodbye to his job, he has no worries, the 811 case is an eternal pain in his heart, he wants to leave no regrets on the stage of the curtain call, stand the test of history, be worthy of the police badge on the head, defend the dignity of the law, he once again told the people about Lin Fei's current dangerous situation, he is the leader of the 811 task force, the most powerful insider and investigator of the case, And now in dire straits...

After breakfast in the early morning, the seminar party came to the Dieshui River Waterfall located in the urban area of Tengchong City, everyone heard that the tour guide Juanzi left the group to travel to Vietnam, then dispelled the idea of calling the police, everyone complained after the tea and dinner that the current post-80s youth have no reputation, belong to the irresponsible generation, and soon people forgot the girl who was in a hurry, and some of the responsible old policemen still feel strange, they could have said goodbye frankly, but they performed so awkwardly, it really makes people think about it!

Dieshui River Waterfall is located in the county seat, once called by geologist Xu Xiake "rain and snowflakes" flying straight down famous, the river water is good to make the wild horses that are out of the reins, with the sound of panting flow, straight down the cliff stone, the drop is more than 40 meters, such as a fairyland, most people are immersed in the winding and magnificent beauty of the waterfall.

Lin Fei has been looking at the waterfall silently, Juanzi's departure is too incredible, but few people pay attention to this insignificant girl, Lao Wu came to his side, as if he saw through his thoughts, Lao Wu pulled him to sit down by the rocks by the water, the two were silently smoking cigarettes, Lao Wu spoke: "Lin Fei, that tour guide is very unusual, and I feel that the atmosphere in the group is a little wrong"

"Lao Wu, you think too much, maybe she thinks it's boring, so she just says goodbye" Lin Fei said lightly...

Lao Wu looked at him and said, "Do you have something on your mind?" Don't you feel it? From the inexplicable death of the waiter Ahei, and then the burglars of our residence several times, all this is not so simple? Who exactly is the target of the attack? Lao Wu still looked at him with an inquiring gaze and said...

Lin Fei was still silent, his mind couldn't communicate with anyone, no matter what his identity was...

"Lin Fei, if there is anything you need help with, you're welcome", Lao Wu patted him on the shoulder and left.

In the afternoon, we visited the volcano park, hundreds of millions of years ago Tengchong, dozens of volcanoes erupted, magma gushing mountains and rivers reorganized to form today's spectacular scenery, is the most dense volcanic group and geothermal hot springs in the country, and the hot sea hot springs in the curling green smoke are the strange scene after the volcanic eruption, covered by the thick green vegetation all over the mountains, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Tomorrow I will leave this ancient town, the next stop is a natural canyon in Guangxi, the tourist route of the seminar is some domestic unpopular attractions, this is also the last opportunity for the old comrades who have worked hard for half a life to recuperate, but this is also like Lin Fei's death journey, he does not know the danger that the next stop will face!

In the night, Lin Fei once again came to the room where Juanzi had lived, the room was dead silent, he looked carefully at every corner of the room, and slowly returned to the door, in the dim light, in the crack of the dark floor at the door, he found an inconspicuous nylon silk thread, Lin Fei recognized that it was a fishing line commonly used by anglers, Lin Fei carefully picked up the line, looked at the structure in front of the door thoughtfully, and slowly a smile appeared on his face, he finally unlocked the secret of the secret room locked, and there was no shadow.

On a lonely night, Lin Fei wrote all kinds of words and graphics in his diary, from the lighter found in the ruins to the mysterious number 734 to the unfinished word "ten" left by Juanzi who disappeared in the secret room in the bathroom, he was already convinced that Juanzi was already more than lucky.

After seeing the fishing line, he was already able to make bold inferences about the scene, but there were some small links that needed to be further determined, he opened the laptop he carried with him, and after entering the Juanzi QQ number he learned from Xiao Li, he tried to enter the strange string of JQ303734, and the QQ frame jumped up passionately...

That's right, that's the QQ password, that's the clue that Juanzi sent to Xiao Li before she disappeared for fear that she would encounter an accident, and sure enough, as Lin Fei expected, someone had touched the computer, where the browsing history had been deleted, and the contacts in the QQ friend column, only a few travel agency staff, in addition, should be deleted completely, and if you want to recover, you must go through the assistance of the local police.

Lin Fei's mind was reminding of the picture of that night, after Juanzi checked in that night, he turned on the computer and waited for instructions, and the other party had noticed Juanzi's abnormality, so he moved to kill...

He first stabilized her with words, promised to give her money to let her go, around 9:30 in the evening, he secretly came to Juanzi's room, music was playing in the computer, at this time Juanzi had just finished taking a shower in the bathroom, was applying makeup in the mirror, after seeing this person's face, Juanzi woke up like a dream, she must be very familiar with this person, she should have been covered before she had time to scream, Juanzi drew a "ten" word with lipstick in her hand at the moment of the final struggle!

Then the tall Juanzi should have been stuffed into the king-size suitcase, the murderer was wearing Juanzi's windbreaker, with a hat and a scarf, this is why the waiter Duo Ji looked at Juanzi's back and felt higher than usual, she thought Juanzi was wearing high heels, in fact, Juanzi was already in the suitcase at that time, when he left, he tied a fishing line to the curtain slide on the roof of the gate, and tied it to the old-fashioned deadbolt of the inn below.

He should have gone out to the abandoned garbage dump in the back alley, he was already familiar with this road before, where he cleared the lighter in one hundred secrets, further verifying that the murderer was a member of the regiment, and when he arrived at the garbage dump, after he solved the unconscious Juanzi, the suitcase should be hidden in the rubbish in the dead of night, and he returned to the inn to inform the helper of the next move...

At about 4 o'clock in the morning, his helper drove the garbage removal truck to transfer the body out, and since then Juanzi has completely evaporated from the world, and then in order to prevent everyone from calling the police, he asked people to log in to Juanzi's QQ number on the overseas server to report safety.

Despite this, Lin Fei still had a lot of details that he didn't understand, how did the murderer feel Juanzi's abnormality, and what did the last 734 of that set of numbers represent? How many murderers are hiding in this team?