Room 201 was open and there was the sound of stomping—

Ai Chunguang pushed open the door, please Director Fang - advanced?

"Great expert, you have to wear a 'set of three covers', right?" Fang Yunmu asked:

He knows the rules for entering the scene - be well protected, don't touch it!

"It's okay, Director! The ground has been treated, so let's save some resources - Sensei! Que Yi smiled and said:

"You're here now—are you going to treat the brothers to supper? Hey-hey"

"That's a 'must', Inspector Que worked hard—it's been more than one o'clock!" Fang Laomo smiled and agreed:

He moved two steps indoors, then stood still and began to look around the scene of death?

"At this point, it is estimated that only the 'Mingguang Dumpling Restaurant' on Phoenix Road is open, and the others are almost closed." Tong Shijia is quite experienced.

"As soon as you hear it - you're a 'foodie'! Director Fang Da - there are many ways to eat, how can you compare with a little technician? Que Haotian squeezed and said:

If you can cook a mutton hot pot and drink some "two pots" to drive away the cold, that would be the best?

"That's not comparable to... However, every time I come back from the police investigation scene in the middle of the night, the price is cheap and good-I am full, I look for it, and I count this dumpling restaurant - it is big, there is a lot of meat filling, and the soup is still fresh-" The little boy didn't understand Que Yi's voice, and swallowed his saliva and praised:

He was hungry an hour ago—

In the morning, a classmate of his who was a graduate student at Jiangnan University called to make an appointment "I just came back from vacation yesterday, my brother has a few drinks in the evening", and he immediately agreed - this is his high school "good friend"!

When he finished fighting with his three old classmates - fried the land, gathered around the table, raised a glass and wanted to drink heartily - the mobile phone rang:

The "stupid" inspector told him to rush to the unit immediately to the police - dead!

He really didn't want to leave his friend who he hadn't seen for half a year, so he asked rhetorically:

"Foolish detective - is it a case? I'm not on duty tonight - it's 'plain water' on duty? ”

"Bai Qingshan is here! I see that you hurry up, Ai Da is counting the survey equipment - lead the team immediately! "Yu Jian" raised "Ai Chunguang!"

"I'll be right away—" he hung up, apologetically:

"Old classmate, excuse me? I'm going to go to the police soon - flash first! ”

"You can't drink when you go out to the police, we're used to it - we always have to eat! Hurry up and take a sip—" the graduate student said thoughtfully.

"I'm waiting for my master! I'm leaving, I'll arrange it when I turn back - give you the wind! He grabbed his down jacket and rushed to the door of the box!

"Slow down, if it's done at twelve o'clock - we'll have another supper?" Some classmates appealed.

"Okay—I'll make an appointment—" He put on his down jacket as he walked to the elevator...

It's nearly 6 hours at a time, and it's all about being engrossed in the kind - can it be done without using energy?

Now it's past the time to "make an appointment" with my old classmates, and it is estimated that they are all full of food and drink, and they are asleep!

So, when he heard the word "supper", he immediately felt even hungrier - stomach acid upheaved ...

Que Yiyi was about to sing and harmonize with the child, but suddenly felt that something was wrong:

Mugwort is speechless - the face of the flatbread cannot see the color; The lowly seems to show a slight "disdain"; The key is that Fang Laomo is the "owner", and he didn't talk anymore - but scanned everywhere?

He reacted - this is the scene of the "murder" center after all, talking about eating and drinking - it is really inappropriate and should not be!

Que Haotian suddenly felt bored, and said to himself:

"Shall I go and make it easier?"

"Yay—how strange? Just said 'soup fresh', he is going - convenient, really unappetizing! Tong Shijia looked at the back of Deputy Inspector Que, and felt very uncomfortable...

Fang Laomo observed for 20 minutes, then turned his head sideways and asked Chunguang softly:

"Big expert, what do you say - Wang Qing's clothes are all on the wooden sofa?"

"Yes. I've spread them out one by one, and I've memorized the order of stacking! The boy rushed to answer.

"Is her underwear torn?" Fang Yunmu touched his cheeks and asked.

"It's all blended - it's not broken! But the bra strap - the hook on the left side was torn off..."Tong Shijia rushed to answer again!

Hearing this, Yu Jian glanced at Xiao Tong and said in his heart:

"How can such an important detail be told 'casually'? It's about talking – also a technical meeting, or in front of a situation – at a 'small meeting'! - Really..."

When Ai Chunguang heard this detail, he unconsciously pinched his mouth, he had already realized—

The question raised by Director Fang - is it reasonable, if the underwear is damaged or abnormally changed, it means that the underwear was not taken off voluntarily by the deceased before his death, and it is likely that the murderer did it? It also indirectly shows that if the two have a sex-relationship, it must be against Wang Qing's wishes?

- Tomorrow's autopsy, be sure to let the forensic doctor carefully study the clothes of the deceased, especially the "briefs" on the legs...

"During the on-site investigation, did you find anything like a water cup or a pill?" Director Fang was silent for a moment and continued to ask:

He looked at Tong Shijia this time and felt that this technician was very much like the big man of his youth - he reacted faster! - There is a successor to the technical detective team of the Criminal Investigation Brigade - a good thing!

"Nope. Foolish search! Inspector Yu quickly replied:

"I'm looking for it tonight with the help of a light source - continue the investigation tomorrow morning!"

"......" Tong Shijia opened his mouth, then turned his head and closed:

He remembered that in his backpack, there were "progesterone tablets" ...

"Fang Suo, the details of the on-site inquest and autopsy can be sorted out as soon as tomorrow afternoon, and I will ask Inspector Yu to give you a copy at that time!" Ai Chunguang said, turning his head to find:

"Where's Inspector Que? Haven't finished yet? ”

"I'm here, my mom yes ''!" Que appeared at the door panting, his hand touching his forehead—

He went downstairs to find a place to solve it, according to the practice of ordinary people - the black light is blind, "whatever" is it over? He's not—he's exquisite!

In his memory, there was a big osmanthus tree in the yard, and he was going to "fertilize" the tree. As he walked, he reached for his phone—it was out of battery and turned off.

Que Haotian is very confident in his sense of direction, thinking that he will definitely be able to walk next to the tree!

He groped his way forward—"Huh? There's something..."

There's something! But it's not the osmanthus tree, he figured out that it was - the wall! He then turned and walked back, walking a little way - and seeing something again? — Or "wall"!

He panicked, and he didn't want to urinate. Look up and look around:

The West Building of Death is on the left-hand side, and the osmanthus tree is still invisible?

He hurried to the front of the building, forgetting to follow the wall—

"Bang", this time I hit - it's really an osmanthus tree...

"Ghost hits the wall!" Tong Shijia stared at the bed, his face turned pale and said:

He seemed to see Wang Qing's hair scattered - he sat up from the bed with a miserable smile!

"God and God, how can there be a 'ghost' barbarian-" Inspector Que said angrily:

"Blindfold you - you can't see, tell you to touch and walk, and you will walk in circles in circles! Alas—unlucky, the phone lost power..."

"With mine-give?" Ai Chunguang handed over his mobile phone:

He found that Que Haotian's forehead was swollen, distressed and funny.

"Don't. Can it end - end me carrying the box and 'leaving'? Que Yi said stupidly:

He reached for the site survey box?

"I'll get it! Let's go drink 'Old Duck Soup' and make up for Inspector Que—" Fang Laomo quickly picked up the box and suppressed a smile and said:

He still has a stack of questions on his mind, depending on the situation - it's not time to mention it now...

"It's almost two o'clock - call it a day!" Chunguang waved his hand and decided.