Interpol Ye Bowen ran in the dark with his fast footsteps.

He is chasing a fleeing murderer.

Ye Bowen is a middle-aged man in his 40s, and his escape speed is naturally slightly insufficient compared to the young murderer.

Ahead was a wooded field, which greatly facilitated the escape of the murderer.

Unexpectedly, Ye Bowen was just about to speed up his pace when he was shot in the leg by a shot from behind him, and he instantly fell to the ground on one knee.

Immediately after being shot, he looked behind him, but saw only a dark shadow of the shooter fleeing.

The murderer took the opportunity to rush into the woods and fled from his sight.

Ye Bowen did not give up and continued to lame the pursuit.

He endured the pain and chased all night.

But what he didn't expect was that the murderer actually shot himself by the river.

At the end of the case, Ye Bowen was carried into the operating room, and due to the delay in time, the wound was seriously infected, and he had to choose to amputate his left leg.

The news came as a bolt from the blue for him, and it meant the end of his police career.

Looking at the bullet that had been removed, Ye Bowen pondered, this kind of bullet he was all too familiar with, it was the bullet model of the Type 92 pistol in the police force.

This time the case is very chaotic, arson, robbery, and shooting all happened on the same day, and the two accomplices who were arrested were also confirmed to be Ma Tsai, the suicide murderer.

It was his insistence on chasing the murderer that night, and there were no other police officers behind him, and the face of the mysterious shooter was not clearly visible, and then the murderer committed suicide by the river.

The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt.

In several interrogations, the accomplices were completely ignorant of the attitude, and the shooter was undoubtedly the real leader of the murderer.

Perhaps, this shot was deliberately to blame the police. Or maybe the shooter was warning Yebbowen.

After the amputation, Ye Bowen could not continue to track down the mysterious shooter, and after three years, the police still did not detect the other party's escape.

After thinking about it, he always felt that this case was not so simple, so he tried his best to let his son Ye Mushan enter the criminal police brigade where he worked back then, not only to continue the reputation of the three generations of police officers of the Ye family, but also to ask his son to secretly investigate the truth behind this case.

......

In mid-March, the recent weather in the river area has been good and bad, with sunny days or heavy rain pouring down.

In the morning it was cloudless, but in the afternoon there was a sudden storm.

In the evening, in the archives of the Criminal Police Brigade of Y City.

Police officer Ye Mushan is being ordered to sort out a large pile of old case materials.

To say that Ye Mushan still has some confidence in his investigation ability, but he can't understand why he is not welcomed in the police force, so he has been transferred from miscellaneous work to the evidence department, and now to the archives.

I feel uncertain about my future.

With a pen in his mouth, he slowly put the sorted case file into the filing cabinet.

(99 Incident File)

Yemushan stopped in front of File Cabinet 25, and a line of words on the compartment caught his attention.

The archival materials were locked in a cabinet with a label on it that read "Do Not Touch".

"The Ninety-Nine Incident? Isn't this the case in which my father was involved? Yemushan looked at the file bags suspiciously.

Everyone in the police force knows that the 99 case was a major case a few years ago, with arson, bank robberies and shootings in a row on September 9, and the perpetrators were three men.

It was because of this case that Yemushan's father was unfortunately shot and amputated while chasing the murderer, and the police force lost a senior cadre.

"Why lock up the data separately? Could it be that this case .....?"

Out of curiosity, Yemushan took out the keychain on his body and prepared to open it.

"There's a murder, yes."

At this time, police officer Chen Fei suddenly ran in.

"Huh?" Ye Mushan shook in fright, and the keychain fell off his hand and fell to the ground.

"Quick! There was a murder on Cross Street, and Team Xu asked you to come over and help. ”

"Oh, good." Yemushan put away the key and left, his mind still reminiscent of Filing Cabinet 25 and his father's memories.

……

At 18:15, Ye Mushan and Chen Fei rushed to the cross street where the crime occurred.

Not far from the commercial pedestrian street of the river district, there used to be a lot of passers-by on this street at this time, but tonight the rain is very strong, and even the traffic is not very busy.

In front of him, several people led by Deputy Captain Xu Qinghua had already arrived to organize the protection of the crime scene in the torrential rain.

Ye Mushan frowned slightly, and walked over with his hands in his pockets as usual.

Both of them have unique insights in investigating cases, but Ye Mushan can't figure out why, as the deputy captain, Xu Qinghua, since he joined the team, has always picked on his thorns and found fault with him.

After all, the other party is his superior, and in terms of personality, Yemushan can only make it possible.

The street lights are dim, the rain is continuous, and at the corner of the cross street and Dongsan Hutong, a young girl lies on the ground.

A beige dress with a pair of white and green canvas shoes, long hair like a waterfall, and a well-proportioned and tall figure are the type that can attract attention when walking on the road.

The deceased's eyes were wide, his eyes were lifeless, a terrible wound on the neck and carotid artery turned out, and a sharp fruit knife was inserted in his chest, in addition to the wound and clothes, the blood stains on the ground had been washed away by the rain.

"Xiao Liu, can you determine the time of death?"

Xiao Liu in Xu Qinghua's mouth is a forensic doctor who inquisited the corpse, his full name is Liu Junting, and he looks very temperamental.

"It rained heavily today, and the time of death cannot be accurately judged, but it will not be more than half an hour."

Liu Junting replied calmly.

"Of course it won't take more than half an hour, and the corpse is still soft."

Yemushan disagreed, and half-squatted to stare at the knife on the deceased's chest, this kind of fruit knife is too common, and the supermarket buys it for five yuan to pick the color.

"Judging from the body of the deceased at present, the cause of death of the deceased was caused by excessive blood loss, and there were only two wounds, one was a neck artery and the other was a wound on the chest, which was estimated to be a knife length and had been inserted into the lungs, and each knife could be fatal."

"An extremely ordinary fruit knife, the length of the blade is less than 15 centimeters, the angle of the tip is greater than 60 degrees, and it is a non-controlled knife, which can cause a wound on the carotid artery with one knife with this knife, and the murderer is strong enough and determined to kill is strong enough."

Ye Mushan said in an expressionless and cold tone, and the images of countless sharp knives stabbing into his body flashed in his mind, the angle of the tip of the knife tilting downward, the depth and strength of the stab, and he compared the distance between the handle of the knife and the skin on his chest with his fingers.

"And in terms of angle and strength, the murderer should be male, taller than the deceased, estimated to be between 1.7 and 1.8 meters, the deceased has nothing else on his body except for a mobile phone, if it is a robbery and murder, the mobile phone should not be left, so it is very likely that the murderer invited the deceased here to kill him, and it is very likely that an acquaintance committed the crime."

"You stay away, don't destroy the scene......" Xu Qinghua was about to scold, when a police officer walked over.

"Team Xu, the information of the deceased has been found, named Xia Chenchen, female, 25 years old, unmarried, a native of Jiang District, and a freelancer."

"Notify the family of the deceased to go to the police station to identify the body, and obtain the surveillance video of all nearby shops."

At the same time as Xu Qinghua instructed, he turned around and found that Ye Mushan was fiddling with the deceased's mobile phone, "You kid, this is physical evidence......"

"I'm wearing gloves." Ye Mushan shook his gloved hands and handed the phone to Xu Qinghua without hesitation.

"Fingerprint authentication is the thumb of the deceased's right hand, indicating that the deceased was a relatively simple-minded person who did not like a complicated and changeable life, and ...... Before she died, she texted a woman named Rosie, but the text message was strange. ”

"Strange?" Xu Qinghua stared at the phone screen, his eyebrows tightened.

"、、、乛乛.?"

Ye Mushan and Xu Qinghua stared at the mobile phone screen, and the content of the text message was incomprehensible, which was indeed very strange.