Bai Nuan has no big problem, but now she can't find Song Zhengyang's whereabouts, she is very annoyed.

It's so annoying that I've already fought the whole police station.

It is said to be a fight, but in fact it is a one-sided beating.

After venting her inner frustration, she was much better.

The police officer lying on the ground: "...... the name of the road, you come out, you have a good talk with this demon!"

Fight if you don't agree with each other?

"Over there, you haven't checked?" Bai Nuan had a cold face, and almost threw out the things in his hand.

What are they talking about?

Such an important thing, why don't you check it?

"I thought the name of the road was checked!" Rong Yi was even more afraid of being beaten, so he said a word, hid behind Liu Yidao, and poked his head out.

There's no way, I'm scared of being beaten, he dared to wave before, but now he doesn't dare.

I'm scared, I'm afraid.

"I'll go with the road team to investigate, and you continue to see if there are any clues on the corpse or something."

A few people went out with a cold gaze from Bai Nuan.

Bai Nuan sat in the conference room, looking at the words and photos on the whiteboard, and fell into deep thought.

What exactly does Song Zhengyang want to do?

His modus operandi in the past was completely different from what he does now, he used to be cautious, but now he is completely letting go, and he doesn't care about fingerprints or anything like that.

But it is impossible to find out his whereabouts.

The way he looks now is more like he is not afraid of death.

A murderer who is not afraid of death, is having a final, so ......

What is this?

Song Zhengyang: He doesn't want to live anymore?

Bai Nuan's brows were furrowed, his fingers were on the table, and he tapped lightly one by one, his eyes were a little cold.

If she followed this line of thought, Song Zhengyang should not cover his whereabouts.

Unless......

Bai Nuan got up suddenly, and the stool rubbed on the ground with a loud sound.

He has other objects.

Only when he kills the person he wants to kill, will he no longer cover his whereabouts, so this is ...... It is very likely that Song Zhengyang is killing people......

Based on what Li Chuanning said before, she could roughly guess what he was going to do.

Bai Nuan took out his mobile phone and made a phone call as he walked.

Dessert shop.

The phone rang over and over again on the table, but no one answered.

The wind chimes at the door were clanging in the wind.

Bai Nuan's heart sank suddenly.

Just as she was about to hang up, the phone was connected.

But there was no sound.

There was only a very shallow, light breathing sound on the other end.

Again and again.

She didn't speak, and the two of them were deadlocked.

Bai Nuan's uneasy premonition became stronger and stronger, he got into the car with the car keys, hung up the phone, and went straight to the dessert shop.

In the dessert shop, the man hung up the phone, looked at the phone expressionlessly, sneered, broke the phone card, and threw it into the sewer at the door.

I put my phone aside, and sat at the door and waited.

Bai Nuan's car flew up at a high speed, and she stopped calling Tang Yimian's phone, but instead called Song Yiyi's phone.

Song Yiyi's phone was quickly picked up.

"Nuan Nuan, what's the matter?" Song Yiyi's voice is fine, with a bit of softness, quite well-behaved.

"You and Tang Yimian come to the police station, right now." Bai Nuan drifted and overtook in a corner, leaving a few cars behind him directly, stepping on the speed of the car wide, his thin lips were pursed, and the cold frost under his eyes couldn't melt away.

Everyone behind him was confused.

It's the first time I've seen a car in a car.