At four o'clock in the morning, the official mailbox of the criminal police team suddenly received an anonymous email, the text read: I think this should help you, but please don't investigate me, don't look for me.

There is also an attachment under the email, which is a video file.

Qi Min knew at a glance that this person was a cautious person, and their police could find him, but those criminals were not necessarily good, so in order to protect the witnesses, they should not investigate him for the time being.

"What do you think?" Qi Min looked at the video file and asked Lou Xinglan.

"I don't have any ideas, just like you, don't check this IP address for the time being, let's see what kind of video this is." Lou Xinglan clicked on the video, and everyone gathered around to look at the big screen.

The anonymous witness sent a dash cam, and Ruan Meng just glanced at it and said with certainty: "This is taken from the dash cam, there is no trace of post-editing, and the authenticity is 99 percent."

With her confirmation, everyone began to watch the video seriously.

It was not a prank, because at 10:12 a.m., a car was parked in front of the witness's parking space, and from above came a man in black, with a black coat that almost touched the ground, and a black top hat, and no one could see his face clearly, or even tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"This ...... This time and place is the street behind the flowering scene of yesterday's third shooting! Qi Min's eyes widened and he looked at the environment inside, although there was only a small part, he still recognized it.

"Look again." Lou Xinglan frowned.

About 10 minutes later, a gunshot rang out, and after another 1 minute, the man in black came out, like when he got out of the car, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he was too tightly covered.

The black Volkswagen with the license plate C7210 carrying the man in black drove away steadily, and two minutes after the Volkswagen drove away, the witness also got in the car and drove away.

Coincidentally, the two cars met again on the elevated highway one after the other, and they were all stuck in traffic jams.

Ruan Meng saw that the picture had been static, and couldn't help but press the double speed, and after half an hour, the traffic finally moved, and she pressed back to normal playback.

Just as they were getting off the elevated road, a gunshot suddenly rang out, so frightened that the brother almost braked the car to death and crashed into the car in front of him!

The witnesses may not have noticed it when they looked at the dash cam, but none of the people present who were not experienced in a hundred battles saw the trunk of the Volkswagen tilt a little in an instant, although the amplitude was very small, but they still found it.

As soon as they finished watching the video, the second email from the witness came: I wasn't sure if the black Volkswagen and the man in black inside were related to the shooting, but I thought it was strange, so coincidental, the two shooting scenes could be met, and they were dressed so mysteriously.

Ruan Meng replied to the email without thinking about it: Aren't you also suspicious if you say this? So coincidentally, you were at both crime scenes.

This time there was a long silence, and I don't know if the man was frightened, or if he really didn't want to pay attention to them anymore.

Lou Xinglan first called the people from the Traffic Management Bureau to ask about the situation: "Brother Liu, help check the license plate of C7210."

"Okay, wait a minute." Liu Zichen answered, and quickly entered the system and called it out: "The result may not be as good as you think, the owner's surname is Sun, his name is Maoyuan, 40 years old, the manager of Gaoyu Restaurant."

He also heard about yesterday's shooting, and the director ordered all departments to unconditionally cooperate with the criminal police team in the investigation.

Sun Maoyuan doesn't look like a vicious person no matter how you look at it.

Lou Xinglan frowned, although he probably understood such a situation, he was still a little unwilling to find out thoroughly: "What kind of car is he driving?"

"A red Chevrolet, it's expensive."

On the other hand, Ruan Meng also transferred Sun Maoyuan's itinerary yesterday, and he can be completely ruled out, he went to other provinces to talk about the project two days ago, and he hasn't come back yet.

"So it's a deck car." Ruan Meng concluded: "But it doesn't matter, as long as I give me a little more time, I can lock this black Volkswagen through Skynet."

Lou Xinglan nodded: "I'll leave this to you, you are an expert, but be fast, we don't have enough time."

"I hope it won't be ...... today" Qi Min sighed, and before he finished speaking, the phone of the criminal police team rang.

The whole office was silent, and looked at Qi Min in minutes: This crow's mouth!

The first rays of sunshine in the morning were ushered in by a gunshot.

After a brief silence, the Interpol team became noisy and busy again. The field workers quickly took their equipment and ran out, and the people who checked the surveillance were eager to smash the keyboard, faster, faster, maybe they could prevent more people from dying.

It looks like a mess, but it's actually well organized, and everyone is very clear about their position and knows what they have to do.

When Bu Jinyu got up at 7 o'clock, he saw the push of various software on his mobile phone: At 6:49 a.m. today, there was a shooting in Qingchuan District, Linyuan City, and it was suspected that the same person was responsible for the shooting that happened yesterday.

So far, there have been six shooting murders, and the police are making every effort to arrest the murderers.

If there is a suspicious person around, please call the police to provide clues to the police.

Bu Jinyu swept the content at a glance, washed up quickly, didn't care about eating, and hurriedly took a taxi to the criminal police team.

When she arrived, Lou Xinglan and they had already come back from the scene.

Lou Xinglan saw her at a glance: "It's here."

looked at her with bloodshot eyes: "The murderer is not the same person."

"How?" Bujin asked, following them to the medical examiner's office.

"Do you remember a very obvious trait that the dead had yesterday?"

"The bullet that won't fall?" Bujin quickly reacted: "Then what is the situation with today's bullet?"

Lou Xinglan smiled a little bitterly: "It's much worse than yesterday's level, a headshot, the bullet passed through the deceased's head and hit the plane tree next to it."

Compared to yesterday's showmanship, today's is simply simple and rude.

When Bu Jinyu and Lou Xinglan arrived at the forensic office, Gu Xifeng and Qi Min were waiting inside, and both of them had unbearable expressions on their faces.

Gu Xifeng saw them say hello and continued to observe the wounds of the corpses, the non-regular forensic director and the forensic doctor of the criminal police team were discussing the details on the side, and only spoke when they saw that they were all together.

"The angle and accuracy of the bullet into the head of the deceased are very different from yesterday, congratulations on mentioning the two murderers."

"......" Qi Min looked at his forensic doctor and cried and laughed: "Old Wei, don't be joking."

"What? Am I wrong? The little old man was quite unconvinced.

Now he is the only one who can say something witty in this oppressive atmosphere, after all, as soon as this morning's shooting happened, the director moved from his office to supervise them, and took charge himself.

Everyone cheered up.

As a professional sniper, Gu Xifeng did not find any familiar feelings, unfamiliar modus operandi, unfamiliar sniper point selection, and it was obvious that he was not the masters he knew before.

But who can have that level of precision?

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a crucial question: "How many bullets are there in Lao Xu's missing dark-12?"

Those present were all smart people, and they didn't need to be explained to know what he meant.

"It should be 8 rounds." Qi Min said uncertainly.

"It's 8 rounds." Lou Xinglan affirmed his answer: "Now that 6 rounds have been used, there are still two rounds left."

The gun used by the murderer was Lao Xu's, and the bullets were also loaded in the gun at the time, which were all on the file.

Does that mean they run out of bullets and they will stop or switch to a more brutal approach? Or maybe they're demonstrating to the police, killing innocent people with the guns of people they once hated, and they're dying at the hands of people who swore to protect them, which is ironic to think about.

It is also possible that they are simply announcing their return to the world in a high-profile manner, and until anyone is caught, all this is unknown, and all speculation is likely to be overturned.

"Whatever he's going to do after he's done with those eight bullets, we're going to catch them as soon as possible, and now there's two more rounds, which means that there are two more people whose lives are in danger at any time." Qi Min felt a sense of powerlessness surrounding him, and he didn't even know how to start investing.

Bu Jin looked at the little girl lying on the dissection table with pity, she was only five or six years old, if there was no such accident, she should be sitting obediently in the classroom listening to the teacher's lecture now, or playing games together......

And now I can only lie quietly on this cold dissecting table.

"Old Wei, the family of the deceased is here, is it convenient to come in now?" An officer from the Interpol team knocked on the door of the medical examiner's room.

"Come in, the process is over." Wei Lao sighed and stepped aside with them, leaving the place for the families of the deceased.

Soon, the police walked in with a very young couple, stopped in front of the autopsy table, and did not dare to step forward to remove the white cloth.

The wound on the little girl's head was too hideous, and Wei Lao covered it with a white cloth in advance, for fear of irritating her parents.

The girl's mother stared blankly at the white cloth in front of her for a long time, and finally stepped forward tremblingly and gently lifted it.

When she saw the scene in front of her, the woman suddenly collapsed and fell to her knees, crying silently.

They all said that the pain was extremely speechless, and the laughter was extremely silent, which was the sadness that really made others feel suffocated.

The child's father also silently hugged his wife and wept.

Bujin Yu couldn't face such a sad scene, and quietly left the medical examiner's room. When they went out, they could vaguely hear Wei Lao's voice comforting them.

But how can the pain of losing a child be cured with a few words of comfort?

After Si Yu and Wen Yuan returned to the criminal police team, they found a technician from the technical team to investigate Ye Chunyang's information in depth, and even his computer browsing records were not spared.

"It's weird." A technician took a deep breath, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"What's wrong?" Si Yu asked while biting the bun, he hadn't eaten breakfast yet......

"His computer browsing history is empty, there is nothing, there are only two such situations, one is that his technology is above all of us present, and he can clean it up so that we can't find it; The other is that he uses someone else's address, so the range is large, and we can't specifically locate it. ”

In order to deny the first one, the technician hurriedly added: "Of course, if I can get that person's computer, no matter how clean the deletion is, I can get it back."

Si Yu thought about it, and in the spirit of preferring to kill mistakes at the critical moment, he called the two police officers who were monitoring Ye Chunyang: "You guys are still with Ye Chunyang, bring his people back with the computer."

"Okay, Brother Yu." The two responded and walked to Ye Chunyang's house.