"Old Song, are you okay?" Officer Li from here hurried over.

He helped Officer Song up, and looking at the tired man in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little pitiful. I came here with this group of people, and this kind of thing happened before I even really worked.

In the process of helping Officer Zhang up, a thought suddenly flashed in Officer Li's mind, and his eyes lit up, looking at the group of people below.

At this time, he arranged Officer Song next to him, and Officer Song was in much better condition than before.

"You're feeling a lot better this time, anyway, do you feel anything strange?" Officer Li looked at Officer Song in front of him.

Officer Song struggled to move and leaned against the tree.

"This case may be getting harder and harder." Officer Li Shu looked at the forest in front of him.

Officer Song stared into his eyes and saw something unusual.

"You mean I still have this group of cops down there......... Our sudden illness was abnormal. Officer Song said in a weak tone, only to see that his lips were pale.

Officer Li lowered his head at this time, as if he was thinking about something, and he only felt that his body was becoming more and more uncomfortable. But he knew that at this time, he had to hold on and couldn't fall down, and now Officer Song was obviously physically exhausted, and the two core bones couldn't fall down like this.

At this time, Officer Song looked at the group of policemen below.

"What should we do now, Lao Li. How are we going to get a doctor now, and we should have a mission that is not completed, and we haven't reached the place of Miyama's bones yet. Officer Song looked at Officer Li with a little hopeful eyes.

Time passed quickly, and the wind blew off one fallen leaf after another.

At this time, Officer Li picked up a leaf from the ground and put it on his nose. Suddenly, he looked up at Zhizhi in the sky, but found that there were only a few, and he continued to look at the flying leaves falling in the sky.

The leaf fell in front of him.

"Officer Song, I remember that when we first came that day, I also knew that I was screaming." Officer Li asked, crouching on the ground.

"It's also strange to say, when I first came, there were a lot of voices here, and they were very loud, and I thought it was because of the sound of knowing in the mountains, so I felt tightness in my chest. It seems that I wronged them. At this point, Officer Song smiled a little, and he was still holding his shoulder.

"It seems that my feelings are accurate, and even Officer Song feels them. Yes, I know how it has become less in such a short period of time, and the noise in the jungle has been much quieter. Officer Li looked at Officer Song and said.

Suddenly, the two looked at each other, and the two of them stared at each other with wide eyes. As if I understood something.

The two of them slowly turned around and looked at the group of policemen below.

"What the hell is going on, why don't we notice it at all, is it true that these cicadas have something to do with our current situation." Officer Song reluctantly stood up and spoke.

"Let's not worry about it for now, let's see how to solve the current situation." Officer Li also had a slightly anxious expression at this time.

Officer Song was still standing beside the tree with a pale face.

"I think maybe we can start with these cicadas." Officer Lee pressed one hand on the book at this moment.

He looked up at the chirping of the cicadas in front of him.

It was quickly past noon here, and everyone's situation seemed to be improving a bit.

At this time, Officer Li was thinking about something, and his eyes showed a relatively calm expression, as if he was thinking about something.

Officer Song couldn't say anything when he looked at him like this, but he was standing there alone and looking around.

Here, I saw Liu Ju alone in the office, looking at the documents on the desk, as if thinking about something.

His eyes revealed a deep thought, as if he had some plan.

Suddenly, Officer Zhang on this side suddenly rushed into the door, only to see that he hurriedly handed over a document to Bureau Liu, which was an appraisal of the death case of Uncle Zhang's teahouse.

Liu Ju watched Officer Zhang's somewhat impulsive movements, and unconsciously picked up the document he had placed on the table.

"What are you doing in such a panic?" Liu Ju said while flipping through the documents.

At this time, I saw that Liu Ju's expression suddenly froze, and the movements in his hands suddenly stopped.

"Bureau Liu, you see, the death case of Uncle Zhang's teahouse needs a new definition this time. I don't think I need to say more. Officer Zhang said a little threateningly.

"How did you come up with the idea of doing an autopsy on Uncle Zhang again, and is this information reliable?" Liu Ju took the material in front of him and looked at this young man.

"Bureau Liu, I know you may not believe it, let me tell you why I suddenly remembered to do an autopsy on Uncle Zhang again. In fact, after the treatment and investigation of the crime scene, I found that there was nothing wrong, but it was precisely because there was nothing wrong that made me suspicious. Zhang Muran said slowly in front of him.

"And then?" Liu Ju still asked with some skepticism.

"The element of Uncle Zhang's death seems to be caused by some of his own diseases, he had a heart attack before, and it was because someone from the outside that the other part of the cause of his death was concealed." Zhang Muran said more heavily at this time.

The wind outside was blowing harder, and at this time the sycamore leaves in the yard of the police station fell even more.

"Bureau Liu, how many years has this tree in the yard been here?" Zhang stared blankly at the tree outside the window.

Liu Ju was stunned with the document in his hand and looked at the person in front of him.

"It's been a long time, but it doesn't bloom anymore." Liu Ju came back to his senses and continued to look at the documents.

"You continue to chase this case first, no matter what the cause of Uncle Zhang's death is, I think this murderer will affect Uncle Zhang's death to a lesser extent." Liu Ju said euphemistically.

"I see, Bureau Liu." Officer Zhang looked visibly tired.

Zhang Muran walked out with the papers.

Officer Zhang had an indescribable feeling in the depths of his heart at this time, but he just felt that life might be like a falling leaf, and when the age came, life would naturally end.

The intricate case in front of him made Officer Zhang feel more and more confused, and the pot of begonia flowers by the window in his office was blooming brightly.

Officer Zhang stood there with water in his hands in his pockets.

He was thinking that at this time, he might only have one person who could help him the most. That is Binhua, Officer Binhua's Zhang Chen's case can now be judged as a corpse dismemberment case.

Binhua continued to look at the document in her hand, and her mind was also unclear.

She felt the pressure.

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