Song Huaiyuan grabbed the mobile phone and dialed Zhao Cheng's phone directly, and his eyes were full of the four words that his heart was missing.

The phone rang twice, and a dull answer came: "Hello? ”

"I'm Song Huaiyuan."

"I know." Zhao Cheng waited for her to continue.

"I just saw that the medical examiner's report says that the heart is missing, right?" Song Huai was willing to blurt out.

When they looked at the corpse that night, because the corpse was generally buried, the skin was also blocked a little, combined with the intestines of the corpse she received, and Zhao Cheng received the lungs, she didn't dare to go up to see it at that time, she thought there were only these two, so she didn't take a closer look.

But now, for no reason, there is still an organ missing?

Does that mean that there is another person who has received an organ? But why didn't it show up on the spot?

"Hmm." Zhao Cheng responded, as if he had already guessed that what she was going to say was this.

"Where is this organ now?" Song Huai asked willingly.

Zhao Cheng breathed a long sigh of relief, Song Huai could imagine the scene of him sitting on a stool swallowing clouds and mist, and a cold voice came from there: "Police station, someone sent it anonymously, and the same box as us, and a summoning letter." ”

"None of us called the police at the time, but the police came, do you think this person called the police? Since this is the case, then this third person must have been to the scene, and it cannot be ruled out that this is the possibility that the murderer is playing a trick, right? ”

Speaking of this, Song Huaiyuan couldn't help but feel a little excited, she hadn't been in such an emotion for a long time.

The heat surging in her heart and this interesting sense of accomplishment made her heart beat a little faster.

"Well, that's right, but I think it's unlikely that this person is the murderer, and it may be just a 'participant' in the case, just like us."

Zhao Cheng immediately denied her speculation.

"Why?" Song Huaiyuan didn't think about it, and asked directly.

"This modus operandi, cruel, violent, at first glance, it is full of hatred for the murderer, as if he wants to vent his long-standing grievances, there are many traces at the scene and messy, it is not a trace that can be suspiciously made at the scene, but it can be considered that he is enjoying the process, and even the subsequent autopsy can be understood, but the autopsy is sent to us, which does not match the murderer."

"That's two people working together?" Song Huai was willing to question.

"No, the crime is played by one person, the role played by another person, which may irritate and clean up the aftermath."

It didn't take long for the sky to get dark, and the temperature dropped accordingly, Song Huaiyuan felt a chill, but this time, it had nothing to do with the weather.

When it got dark, the noise on the road became louder, people were clamoring and shouting, and between the cups and lamps, people ushered in the cold moon.

In a community that had just been built not long ago, a slightly surprised voice came out: "What do you mean? ”

Song Huaiyuan felt that his throat was a little dry, picked up the cup at hand, and drank it all.

"As I said just now, the murderer has a lot of hatred for the deceased, which shows that he must have begun to hate the deceased a long time ago, and it took a long time to accumulate that he was so resentful, but he didn't do it for a long time, the biggest reason is that he didn't dare or couldn't."

"Then, this time he did it, it proves that something must have happened to light this fuse, and this incident was deliberately done by someone, or in other words, the person behind it, instigated the murderer to commit the crime, and the purpose was to bring us together."

I don't know why, Song Huaiyuan felt a trace of pathos from the phone.

Zhao Cheng said this, Song Huaiyuan also vaguely felt it, but from his mouth, Song Huaiyuan still felt a little difficult to accept.

Her originally plain life was like being smashed into a missile, and in an instant, the water was wanton.

should have felt her emotions, Zhao Cheng was a little gentler: "I think it's better for you to see these by yourself, so I didn't tell you directly, if you feel uncomfortable, I'll send you a bowl of noodles now." ”

"No, thank you, that's the case first, there's something to call."

Be polite and refuse.

This is Song Huaiyuan's consistent style.

Regardless of whether the other party is well-intentioned or in love, she is unwilling to accept extra help from others, and has gradually formed a habit.

She glanced at the time, six forty-two.

It's still early.

Song Huai wanted to know that if she let herself think about this matter again, she would definitely get into the horns, in order to divert her attention, she got some ingredients from the refrigerator, skillfully stir-fried vegetables and noodles, instantly fragrant, and cooked noodles out of the pot.

By the time she slowly ate the noodles and cleaned them up, it was already past eight o'clock and nearly nine o'clock.

I took a shower and was going to go to bed, but inevitably, I saw the photo at the head of the bed, and thought about it, if someone really wanted to get involved in this kind of thing, the only reason was this.

She fell asleep unconsciously holding the photo.

In her dream, she saw the snow all over the ground, and just above the white snow, there was a bright red and bright dazzling eye.

Before she could see who was lying there, there was a cry, a deafening cry!

Song Huai wanted to walk over and take a look, but her feet were as if they had been nailed to death, no matter how she struggled, she still couldn't move a bit.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

This gentle and elegant voice echoed in Song Huaiyuan's dream for a long time, allowing her to calm down.

When she woke up, it was still pitch black, and there were already two more tear stains on her face, and the quilt was kicked to the ground by her.

Song Huaiyuan was stunned for a moment, who was the voice in the dream? Why is there a man's voice? It's obviously very strange, but it makes her feel so relieved in an instant.

She thought about it for a long time, but she still didn't gain anything, it must have been really just a dream.

When I came back to my senses and looked up, it was already half past six in the morning.

I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep anymore, she got up and washed up, took out a Tang Dynasty porcelain appraisal from yesterday's appointment, and started working.

The sky outside the window gradually brightened, revealing the white of the fish's belly, and the bright sunshine was wrapped in a layer of exclusive morning chill, and people walked on the street with sleepy eyes, holding hot cakes or soy milk in both hands, welcoming the last working day of the week.

At the gate of the Huanhu community, which had just been built not long ago, listening to a seventy percent new jeep, Zhao Cheng sat in the driver's seat, chewing a bun with leek eggs, and looked out the window, as if he was waiting for someone.

Zhou Chaoliang, who was sitting in the back row, was a little impatient: "Dude, we've been waiting for more than an hour, and the phone hasn't gotten through yet?" ”

Zhao Cheng's eyes were cold and gloomy, and he didn't think so: "No." ”

Zhou Chao was so angry that he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood!

Before seven o'clock today, I received a call from Zhao Cheng, saying that the situation was urgent, but he went out in a hurry and didn't clean up his hair!

As a result, when he arrived at the noodle restaurant, Zhao Cheng was still cleaning the shop slowly, Zhou Chaoliang first waited for him for nearly twenty minutes, and now after coming here, Zhao Chengcai told him that Song Huaiyuan's phone couldn't get through, so he waited here for nearly an hour.

If this were someone else, he would be able to turn his head and leave if Zhao Cheng waited for three minutes, but today for Song Huai's wish, he actually waited so long?!

This uncle, don't be old, play like a young man, what kind of spring heart sprouts, right?!

Of course, he didn't dare to say that.

After all, Zhao Cheng is notoriously ruthless.

When Zhao Cheng was still the captain of the police force, they cooperated with the anti-narcotics department to arrest people, but the person swallowed the drugs even in a bag, and he did not admit whether he was alive or dead, and it would take a long time for the identification results.

Zhao Cheng couldn't wait, so he directly pulled the person to the room and spit him out, and because of this temperament, Zhao Cheng had a lot of punishments in his criminal police career.

Otherwise, with his ability, he is definitely more than just a criminal police captain.

"Buzz—"

Looking at the voice, he found that it was Zhao Cheng's mobile phone, and the caller was Song Huaiyuan, he didn't suppress it, and complained: "This girl can't just wake up!" ”

Who knew that in the next second, Zhao Cheng glared at him fiercely, and his voice was dull: "Shut up." ”

"I ......"

"Hey."

The moment Zhao picked up the phone, his voice suddenly became extremely warm, and he had worked with him for so long! I've never seen him talk to anyone like that!

"I'm sorry, I was just at work and I didn't hear the sound of my phone, is there something wrong?" When Song Huai was willing to see more than a dozen missed calls on his mobile phone, he was also stunned.

"Today we are going to go to Zhizhen Hospital again, if you have time, come over together, I am at the gate of your community now." Zhao Cheng said nonchalantly.

"Ah, okay, wait for me for a few minutes, and come down right away."

After hanging up the phone over there, Zhao Cheng turned to look at Zhou Chaoliang with a serious expression: "If you dare to tell the story that we have been waiting here for so long, you should know the consequences." ”

Zhou Chaoliang nodded stunnedly, indicating that he understood! Everything!