I looked at Ouyang Qian weakly and smiled, thinking in my heart whether to tell her about this matter.

But there's no denying that she must be curious to know.

She must have been very eager to find out about that person. What's more, in the envelope I am holding in my hand now, there is also a letter about her.

This was meant to be a letter to her!

"Hmm...... Actually, I don't know what to tell you about it. ”

"What do you say, Shao Feng, what's wrong with you today, you look very worried." As she spoke, she propped her hand on my desk, then looked at me, and asked solemnly:

"What the hell is going on?"

I thought about it, but it was better to tell her about it. One is that this matter has something to do with her, and Ouyang Qian has the right to know everything that happened. The second is that she may be able to provide us with some useful clues that will allow us to find that person's identity more quickly.

So I sighed and said helplessly: "We have found the real culprit of the case I am investigating in the past few days. ”

Ouyang Qian behaved relatively plainly, and said: "This is a good thing, then I see why you still look uncomfortable." ”

I lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and spat my eyes into the air. As soon as Ouyang Qian saw my appearance, she knew that I must be in trouble, so she clasped her hands to her chest and listened with a prickly ear expression.

"We found the killer that day by locating the deceased's mobile phone. But we let him run away. ”

"Ran away?" Ouyang Qian's eyes were about to fall out.

"How is it possible, you have several policemen chasing together, how can it be that you can't catch a person on the other side?"

I nodded, and said, "I didn't catch it." There were also a lot of people on the street at that time, and they didn't dare to shoot. Later, I followed him into an alley, a dead end, good guy, a three-meter-high wall, and rushed up like a fly. The person is gone in an instant......"

After listening to my description, Ouyang Qian tilted her head, then looked at me with raised eyes, and said suspiciously: "No, Team Shao, you didn't tell me the whole thing. You seem to be hiding something, I really don't understand, you can just say what is in your heart......"

I extinguished the cigarette in my mouth, extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, and then handed the letter I had been holding in my hand to Ouyang Qian's hand.

"Team Shao, ...... this?" She looked at me quizzically.

"This was given to me by the murderer. He was the one who drove a helicopter to save us that day on the cliff. Of course, if you think it's good, it's the man who taught you martial arts outside the orphanage more than a decade ago. True, he was the murderer, but he escaped. I kept my head down, not wanting to look at her expression.

Ouyang Qian was silent. The silence was several minutes. The whole room was filled with a solemn atmosphere. The corners of her mouth twitched, her eyelids twitched, and the muscles of her cheeks twisted, as if something had been holding her mouth, but she couldn't say it.

After a while, she bent down and muttered something out of her mouth.

"How so?"

She held the envelope in her hand, but she was slow to open it.

"How could he be a murderer? No, I don't believe that he must not be a murderer, he certainly will not kill. Shao Feng, I know, that person must not be him! You're mistaken, that person must not be him! Ouyang Qian's hand holding the envelope was trembling, and she shouted at me hysterically.

"Qian, that person is him! I won't be mistaken, that look, the look of the person who saved us, the look of the person on the helicopter, the look of his eyes is almost exactly the same, the second I look at his eyes, I know that that person must be him! ”

I stood up, grabbed Ouyang Qian's shoulders with both hands, and looked at her.

She looked up, looked me in the eye, and shook her head slowly:

"Shao Feng, I am the one who really knows his eyes. You only glanced at the person in the helicopter, so you could be wrong, but I watched him for two years! Did you know two years! Every day, three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and seven hundred and thirty days in two years! ”

"So, it's possible that you're wrong, but I, absolutely impossible, understand?"

With that, she slammed the envelope on my desk and slammed the door.

I didn't chase her. These are all expected reactions. In fact, I know that she has accepted this in her heart. She also knew that that person was him.

It's just that she can't believe that the person she has always respected and missed, turned out to be a murderer.

What I haven't told her yet is that there will be another victim, and it will be in the next few days.

After all, that's what he told me personally. A soldier will not break his promises. I believe.

I picked up the envelope that Ouyang Qian slapped on the table, looked at its white cover, and then put it on my desk.

I didn't want to open it. I don't know what this person wants to say to Ouyang Qian, and I don't want to know what he wants to say to me.

Because now he is our enemy. The next victim could appear at any time.

At this time, my mind seemed to freeze, and a cold breath was constantly swirling in my mind, making my mind be stimulated by this cold all the time, painful, but incomparably clear.

Who will be the next victim?

According to what we saw in the first case, the deceased was a military man, and the murderer's purpose seemed to be not only to kill the man, but also to find something in a briefcase.

Is it possible that they have very important documents in these briefcases, and the murderer needs to get these documents, and at the same time he needs to kill people?

If this is the case, will the murderer choose a soldier to attack again? In this way, their relationship can be connected, and there is a good chance that these people will be in the same army, and they may have carried out some secret mission, and the murderer's purpose is to find the documents of this secret mission......

It seems to make sense, but there are still a lot of things that make sense.

After all, we can't find the identity of the murderer at all. Even if there was the knife, we didn't find any clues on the saber to prove its identity.

Even if I now know the murderer's face, wait, countenance......