July 4, 11:00 AM

Qianjiang ran across the street, carrying a bowl of well-packed beef porridge in his left hand.

The beef porridge was bought for Su Xi, an eyewitness who had just fainted.

Qianjiang has only been assigned to work in the city bureau for a month, and this is the first homicide case she has encountered. Unlike other newcomers, Qianjiang is not afraid of corpses, she does not have the feeling of nausea and dizziness when newcomers see corpses, on the contrary, she has been immersed in an inexplicable excitement.

Even the errand work of buying beef porridge is to sprint back and forth at a speed of 100 meters, for fear that I will miss some important clues.

The police have cordoned off the Luya Tea House, and the streets are full of residents and businesses watching the bustle, pointing outside the cordon.

Qianjiang carried the beef porridge and ran along the cordon. When she crossed the street, she suddenly saw the figure of her partner Nie Yu flashing by the alley in front of her.

He walked with big and fast steps.

There are clues!

Qianjiang immediately followed. Continuing east from the tea house, you will pass a Sichuan restaurant, an acupuncture and massage, a cosmetics shop, and an alley around the corner.

Across the alley is a 24-hour convenience store, and Bai Liwei, a technical police officer in charge of surveillance, is talking to two police officers and a clerk - it seems that this is the only monitoring point on this small street.

Sandwiched between two equally dilapidated buildings, the alleyway is cramped, littered with garbage cans and gas stoves, bicycles, electric cars, discarded cardboard boxes, and styrofoam, and at the end of a dense wall covered with glass ballast.

Nie Yu was not in the alley.

She obviously saw him turn in, why didn't she disappear for a while?

Qianjiang thought about it, but still turned into the alley, walked under the wall, looked left and right, and jumped on a broken wooden box with a light movement, and when he looked up, the wall and glass were all dust.

There's a whole wall.

She immediately put down the beef porridge, took out her mobile phone and began to take pictures.

It's her habit to take pictures. Other girls are selfies in their mobile phones, and her mobile phones are all at the scene of the crime - because of this, the old-timer Deng Ming kindly reminded her several times, he told her not to take random photos, the investigation at the scene of the crime is confidential, what if she loses her mobile phone?

Qianjiang explained that her phone has a fingerprint lock several times, and she uploads the photos to the cloud after taking photos, and the photos in the phone are deleted directly, even if the phone is lost, it will be fine.

Deng Ming waved his hand, he said that he was old and couldn't understand these clouds and fog, he only knew that she was messing around like this, and Team Zhang wouldn't be happy to see it.

Qianjiang now only dares to take pictures when Zhang Weize is away.

She is not afraid of heaven and earth, but she is afraid of Zhang Weize.

When Zhang Weize, the captain of the criminal investigation team, went to the city police academy to pick people, Qianjiang would never have thought that he would single out her among the more than 200 graduates. What is her characteristic that makes her shine in Zhang Weize's eyes?

The only thing she stands out about is her physical performance, her physical performance is the best among girls, she can run, jump, carry, and play, but no matter how good she is, she can't compare to those tall and strong, professional and excellent boys...... Could it be something wrong?

For Zhang Weize's kindness, Qianjiang was particularly trembling.

Qianjiang jumped down from the box, looked up at the building on the left-hand side, the camera button in his hand kept pressing, a total of four floors, the first floor is an old bathroom, there is no business early in the morning, the windows are frosted, and a protective fence is installed, so you can't see anything from the outside. The third and fourth floors are a tutoring school for primary and secondary school students, but it is overcrowded, not only the windows are equipped with protective railings, but even the staircase on the third floor is equipped with iron doors, and no one can go out until the end of class.

The Luya Tea House on the second floor is not equipped with protective fences. With the exception of 204, all rooms have curtains drawn and windows are closed. The waiter said that the victim asked to open the curtains and open the window.

Qianjiang looked at it, and there was no sign of stepping on or supporting the window.

Underneath the window was a pile of rags, a mess of low bushes completely surrounded by torn clothes, rotten socks, plastic bags, and garbage paper.

Listening to Deng Ming, a veteran in the team, said that they caught two drug dealers in this tea house in February, although it turned out that they had nothing to do with Wei Ruhai, the owner of the tea house, but within half a year, such a small tea house had accidents one after another, and they were more serious each time, is it a coincidence?

Qianjiang took a serious shot, and suddenly she narrowed her eyes and put the phone down.

She walked over to the middle of the dirty bushes, reached out, groped among the weeds, and felt for something—a black leather handle.

The handle is clean and doesn't look like it's in this pile of junk.

Qianjiang lifted and pulled hard, and a black lady's satchel appeared.

Qianjiang suppressed his joy, took two steps back, and shouted upstairs: "I found a bag!" ”

Regardless of whether the colleagues upstairs heard it or not, she carefully opened the small hidden pocket on the side of the satchel, and there was a piece of paper inside, she pulled it out and looked at it, it was a receipt from a beauty salon.

At the scene of the crime at the tea house, the deceased's wallet and phone were found. There was an ID card in the wallet, and the police knew that the deceased's name was Xie Lanxian, 46 years old, from this city, and his family lived on Sanlin Road.

The name on the receipt of the beauty salon is exactly the three words "Xie Lanxian".

Qianjiang's heart was beating sharply.

The women's black bag was heavy, and Qianjiang weighed it and carefully opened the zipper with the tip of her fingernail.

The bag was full of money.

Stacks of stacks, a total of ten stacks.

She took out a stack and looked at it, and the money was real.

There was a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the alley, and Qianjiang quickly put the money back and closed the zipper again.

It was Nie Yu who walked over.

Before joining the city bureau, Qianjiang had heard a lot of rumors about Nie Yu. Special policeman, Sanda master, handsome, cool, once worked as a criminal police officer in the Criminal Investigation Corps of S City for ten years, cracked several major cases, because he climbed three floors with his bare hands to save a three-year-old girl who was kidnapped by his father, and also appeared on TV news......

The gap between ideals and reality was only understood after Qianjiang became Nie Yu's partner.

He has a gloomy personality and does not smile. As a senior, let alone instructing Qianjiang, he didn't bother to tell her, and when he was fine, he would sit on the bench and turn his fingers to play - they said that because his hand was injured, the doctor's advice was to move more.

How good it would be if his tongue was injured, Qianjiang thought more than once, maybe he could say more.

Nie Yu looked at the things in Qianjiang's hand, didn't say a word, squinted his eyes and looked up at the window, and saw Zhang Weize's head poking out of the window on the second floor, and he asked, "What is it?" ”

"Dead man's bag!" Qianjiang immediately lifted the bag, trying not to make his pride obvious.

Zhang Wei never praised people, he just nodded: "I'll let the people from the investigation team go down and take a look-you guys come up, the witness is awake, she said she may have seen the suspect." ”