"Dead?" Zhao Fan yelled, startling Gu Xue.

"Wait for me, I'll be right over."

Putting down the phone, Zhao Fan took Gu Xue's hand.

"You rest here first, and if it's not safe outside, don't leave. I don't necessarily come back at night, and if I don't come back, you can sleep in my bed. ”

After speaking, Zhao Fan turned around and wanted to leave, but was pulled by Gu Xue. Gu Xue stared at him without saying a word.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Zhao Fan patted Gu Xue on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Zhao Fan let go of Gu Xue's hand and left the room. Gu Xue watched Zhao Fan leave, sighed lightly, and began to clean up the room again.

North Railway Station Parking Lot 6.

Judging from the layout of the scene and the method of killing, this is the same person who committed the previous case. The deceased had a dagger stuck in his head and was naked. After Jiang Yunfei received the commission to the scene, he immediately recognized the deceased as Qiu Ruo, who had disappeared a while ago.

When Zhao Fan arrived at the scene, he was watching Qiu Ruo's parents hugging and crying next to the corpse. Zhao Fan was also a little uncomfortable inside, what could be more painful than a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

"Did you find anything?"

Zhao Fan walked to Jiang Yunfei's side and asked in a low voice.

"No, but it's clear that the Taoist priest did it. This brute. ”

Zhao Fan looked around, trying to find clues, but walked around but found nothing.

"Is there anything on the deceased?"

"Nope. Very clean. ”

"What about the newspaper last time? Gagged. ”

"Nope. There was no gag this time. ”

Zhao Fan frowned, last time he felt that the newspaper was a very redundant part. But the Taoist priest must have his reasons for doing so. Could it be a deliberate clue?

Thinking of this, Zhao Fan decided to go back to the office and check the newspaper again.

"The time of death was on January 17, 2016, between 4 and 5 p.m. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. ”

Zhao Fan listened to the forensic report on the side and felt a little familiar. When I turned my head, it turned out to be Shi Jiajia. Zhao Fan immediately turned his head to look at Jiang Yunfei,

"Don't look at me, she has to come with her."

Shi Jiajia heard Jiang Yunfei say this, and pursed her lips on the side. Then he pounced on Zhao Fan with a smile.

"Brother Zhao Fan, I miss you so much."

Although Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, he still held Shi Jiajia in his arms. "What are you doing here? Is this where you came from? ”

"Our school is on vacation, and I'm so bored in the office every day, I just want to come out and hang out."

Zhao Fan looked at Shi Jiajia as if he had been wronged, and he couldn't get angry. Suddenly thought of the death report reported by Shi Jiajia just now.

"How do you know the time of death?"

"The aunt over there taught me just now."

Zhao Fan looked in the direction of Shi Jiajia's finger. The forensic doctor Sister Wang also came over at this time, but she just smiled and didn't say anything. After a while, Sister Wang finished checking, took off her gloves, and walked towards Zhao Fan and Jiang Yunfei.

"This little doll is right, I just told her a little way to distinguish it, and she figured it out. It's really talented. ”

"Hehe, thank you, Auntie."

"Call my sister." Sister Wang stretched out her hand and slapped Shi Jiajia, and the people around her laughed.

"Sister Wang, was the cause of death due to excessive blood loss? That knife on that head? Zhao Fan had some questions.

"Indeed, the last time it was a death caused by a knife wound to the brain. But this time, the knife was inserted later. The cause of death was a stab wound to the wrist, which should have been bloodied before death. ”

For a moment, Zhao Fan felt a little numb on his scalp, what kind of pervert can do this, is it so torturous to find psychological satisfaction for the deceased?

However, when Zhao Fan saw Shi Jiajia, he felt that Shi Jiajia had no reaction to what Sister Wang said. This made Zhao Fan feel a little strange.

"Jiajia, aren't you afraid?"

"Why are you afraid?"

“......”

Zhao Fan was speechless, but he didn't think much about it, and told Jiang Yunfei to collect all the nearby surveillance data and take it back to the office, and then take a taxi to rush back to the office first.

There were a lot more people in the office tonight than usual, and Zhao Fan felt that he was in the wrong place when he entered the door. It wasn't until a guy patted him on the shoulder that Zhao Fan reacted.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Fan looked at this young man.

This young man's name is Wang He, with a height of 1.68 meters and a small flat head. I've been in the office for several years. has been working under Wang Qiang. He is more easy-going, usually silent, and takes any task seriously. Zhao Fan still has a very good impression of him.

"I swept an underground casino today, didn't I bring everyone back? That's why it's a bit busy. ”

Wang He smiled, making people look very comfortable.

"Boss, what about them? Why are you alone? ”

"They still have something to do, I'll be back first. Is there so many people in the upstairs office? ”

"There's no upstairs, it's empty. You go over. I'm going to get busy first. ”

The two said hello, Wang He turned around and left, and Zhao Fan went upstairs to the office alone. The office was empty and quiet. Zhao Fan sighed and sat on Jiang Yunfei's big chair. Close your eyes and refresh yourself.

After a while, Zhao Fan opened the second drawer at the bottom left of the table and took out the newspaper of the first case. Zhao Fan was a little strange and decided to ask Jiang Yunfei next time.

There were still some dried blood stains on the newspaper, which had been identified as Liu Yin's blood before. Zhao Fan carefully read the text about Santa Cruz and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Zhao Fan turned on Jiang Yunfei's computer and went online to check the relevant entries about Santa Cruz. The search engine shows the University of Santa Cruz, the Battle of Santa Cruz, the Santa Cruz Bicycle ...... Wait a minute.

Zhao Fan went in one by one to check, but still didn't find any useful clues. Zhao Fan turned off the computer in a fit of anger and lay on the table with his head in his hands.

Could it be that I am thinking wrong? Is this really just an ordinary newspaper just to gag the mouth of the dead?

Zhao Fan was still lying on the table thinking, and Jiang Yunfei took Shi Jiajia back to the office.

"Brother Zhao Fan!"

Shi Jiajia is still as enthusiastic as ever about Zhao Fan. As soon as he entered the house, he ran to Zhao Fan and handed Zhao Fan a bag of barbecue. Zhao Fan took it and looked at it. Then he turned his gaze to Jiang Yunfei.

"I'm done eating, why are you doing all this stuff?"

"I bought it, they bought it for you."

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment.

"Jiajia, where did you get the money?"