When Yang Le and Su Luo drove back to the police station, it was already past the time to get off work.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Erha, who was lying on his stomach at the door of the police station, and the lazy Erha saw Yang Le getting off the car, and wagked his tail to greet him.

There was no one else in the bureau except for the colleagues on duty and the janitor's uncle.

Yang Le walked into his office, Xiao Wang on duty was not there, and it was estimated that he should have gone to the cafeteria to eat.

He walked over to his desk and opened the drawer, where the yellowed file lay quietly.

"What are you looking for?" Su Luo asked with a slight frown.

"Find a date. ”

Yang Le replied while hurriedly flipping through the file.

"I found it, it's the third day of the Lunar New Year, the tenth day of the second month of the solar calendar...... Can you help me find out who's on duty that day?"

After several months, Yang Le couldn't remember who was on duty that day.

Su Luo's brows furrowed,

Yang Le, is this going to investigate the case of the ghost hand?

"Okay, I'll go to the computer in the office and check the duty record. ”

Su Luo turned and went to her own office.

Yang Le took advantage of the time when she left and quietly opened the blood pupil.

......

The time switches to the third day of the Lunar New Year.

No one wants to be on duty in the bureau during the New Year, and the weather is cold, so it is better to lie at home comfortably.

Zhang Yuan leaned back on the chair with a thermos cup and watched the action movie on the computer screen.

The heater is whirring under your feet.

Then

The phone rings for a while,

He couldn't help complaining: "Who, the police for the New Year's Day still don't let people live in peace." ”

Turning down the playback volume of the computer, holding the thermos cup in one hand and reluctantly picking up the phone that had been ringing for a long time with the other.

"Hey, this is the Loumen Community Police Station...... What? Your son died? Where did he die...... I'm asking you for your address, not if you're in the bedroom or living room......"

With a snort, he took a sip of hot water.

"You go on to say, Kangsheng Homestead in Huanghe New Village, so far away...... Okay, okay, you wait, I'm about half...... Oh no, it's an hour and a half...... It's so slow, it's snowing so hard outside, you can't drive slowly, safety first, right......"

After hanging up the phone, he stood up unhurriedly.

I looked out the window at the heavy snow, and the goose feathers were all over the sky.

There was another policeman on duty, Xiao Wang, who happened to come back from the canteen at this time.

"Brother Zhang, I just heard a phone ringing?"

Zhang Yuan waved his hand,

"It's okay, just an old lady's dog is lost, I'll help find it. ”

"On this snowy day, you still have to help the old lady find enough. Xiao Wang said with a smile, but he was suspicious in his heart, Zhang Yuan is the most lazy person on weekdays, but he will take the initiative to ask to help the old lady find a dog?" "Why don't I go, it's so cold outside." ”

"No, no, I'll just go. ”

"Really?

"No, you sit in the office, maybe someone will call the police. ”

"Brother Zhang, your police record?"

"Find a dog to write a police record, I'll go back as soon as I go." ”

Zhang Yuan picked up the car keys on the table and went out, got into the police car, didn't pull the siren, and walked out of the gate of the police station with the snow on the wheel.

......

After Zhang Yuan left the police station, Yang Le couldn't see it.

Closing the blood pupils, he fell into deep thought.

Zhang Yuan must have received a call from Liu Yinglan, and he may not have been to the scene of the crime at all, so it will cause He Xuying to not find the police record at all when he investigated.

Wrong!

Zhang Yuan must have gone!

Ms. Liu said the police arrived at the scene and identified it as an accidental death.

Lin Qinghuan said that Zhang Yuan has a company under his name, and the source of funds is the cat demon Ah Cong.

In this way,

The cat demon must be involved with Zhang Yuan.

But the death procedure of a child requires forensic identification, and it is not the police who have the final say, so what happened after Zhang Yuan arrived at the scene?

Why didn't Liu Yinglan send the child to the hospital as soon as possible?

There is no mention of sending to the hospital in the file, was it sent but not saved, or was it not sent at all?

If he is sent to the hospital, the hospital will issue a death certificate, so why is there no death record of Liu Yinglan's son in the files of the police station?

Layers of mystery, entangled.

Maybe Yang Le stood in the room where the crime occurred and opened the blood pupil, and everything would be clear.

But

The youkai is in the room.

"I found it, it was Zhang Yuan who was on duty that day. Su Luo pushed the door and said.

Yang Le already knew, so he just hummed.

"Do you suspect anything?" Su Luo frowned slightly, Yang Le was looking through the file again, and he was looking for the person on duty, the date of the third day of the Lunar New Year should be the day of the accident at Liu Yinglan's house recorded on the ghost hand case.

"It's fine. ”

Yang Le shook his head.

He didn't want to involve Su Luo.

"Do you suspect that Zhang Yuan has been embarrassed to frame you for the past few days because he has something to do with the ghost hand case?" asked Su Luo.

"It's not. ”

"Really, not?"

"Not really. ”

Su Luo didn't believe it, and Yang Le didn't want to explain.

Window

Erha suddenly barked wildly.

There was a clatter in the window, and the vase fell.

"What sound?"

Yang Le walked to the window, opened the window, stretched out his head and looked out, there was nothing.

The colleague on duty walked in,

Seeing Yang Le and Su Luo, he greeted him with a smile.

Yang Le put away the files,

said goodbye to his colleague, and pulled Su Luo into the car and left.

Su Luo, who was sitting in the back seat, tilted his head, looked out the window, and inadvertently took a deep look at the corner of the police compound, and under the corner, a black cat was hiding there and shivering.

The north wind is howling, and today the wind seems to be exceptionally strong.

Yang Le drove Su Luo home.

Then drive home on your own.

As soon as the car was parked, I saw Uncle Zhang walking in from outside the gate of the community.

"Uncle Zhang: Hello. ”

"Xiao Yang, I will get it for you if you ask me in the morning, this is Mr. Huang's identity registration record...... Yo, this is the car you drive?"

Lao Zhang was surprised that Yang Le, who had never had any skills, drove a Mercedes-Benz back.

What's the model?

S500L?

Hurriedly took out his mobile phone to check the price,

Forehead drop obediently,

200W on the Ruth!

The last time his son drove a C200 back, he still ran next to Lao Yang for an afternoon, and now he blushes a little when he thinks about it.

Yang Le reached out and took the paper in Lao Zhang's hand, on which was written Mr. Huang's ID number.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang, goodbye, Uncle Zhang. ”

Yang Le smiled slightly.

Lao Zhang thought to himself, this kid really knows how to be polite...... Why didn't you see it before?

Back home,

Lao Yang had just cooked the noodles, and he was estimated to be extremely hungry, and he ate quickly.

"Something happened in the bureau suddenly...... Why don't I stir-fry it for you? ”

"No, that's it, have you eaten?"

"No, I don't. ”

Yang Le felt hungry at this time, he was busy all day, he didn't eat anything, and even the raw fried food in the morning was swallowed by Wang Dajiang, and his stomach gurgled out.

"It just so happens that I've cooked too much, so I'll give you a bowl. Lao Yang didn't care about eating it himself, and got up to give Yang Lesheng noodles.

Fragrant noodles sprinkled with a little chopped green onion.

The long-lost fragrance came to my nose.

When he was a child, Yang Le's favorite thing to eat was the noodles made by Lao Yang, Lao Yang was busy in the theater, and when he came back late every day, Yang Le waited at home, and finally waited for Lao Yang to come back, and Lao Yang would cook a bowl of noodles.

Think of Lao Yang, who is both a father and a mother,

It's not easy,

After eating, Lao Yang cleaned up the bowls, and the two of them would watch TV for a while after dinner.

Taking advantage of Lao Yang's lack of effort,

Yang Le picked up his mobile phone and sent Mr. Huang's ID number to his colleague to help him check the information.