Zhang Leifeng sat there frowning, shaking his head, and muttering a few times from time to time. Fan Miaomiao felt as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to something in his head, and sat blankly watching him get nervous there.

After about half an hour, Zhang Leifeng slowly got up from his chair.

His face was full of sadness, this was the first time Fan Miaomiao had seen him have such an expression, he had never been like this in the past bizarre death case or the nameless white bone case.

"You...... Did you encounter something that was hard to unravel? Fan Miaomiao asked tentatively in a whisper.

Zhang Leifeng shook his head: "It's not that I encountered something that is difficult to solve, but I haven't found the beginning of this matter at all." ”

"Don't worry, you will definitely solve this mystery, you are a suspense detective." Fan Miaomiao cheered him on.

An embarrassed smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Leifeng's mouth: "Hehe, don't talk about it, you pack up your clothes and we'll go to F City now." ”

Fan Miaomiao was stunned, and after a short pause, asked, "Go to F City?" How long are we going to stay? ”

"Stay until the killer shows up, and if you don't want to go, I'll be fine myself." After Zhang Leifeng finished speaking, he was about to go out.

Fan Miaomiao hurriedly responded: "I'll clean up now, wait for me." As he spoke, he ran into his room, stuffed some changes of clothes into his backpack, and ran out of the room to follow Zhang Leifeng out of the house.

Walking out of the house, Zhang Leifeng suddenly thought of something.

"Where's the peanuts?"

"At my house."

"Oh, that's good."

"Don't you need to bring a change of clothes?"

"I will never change my clothes until I find the truth." Zhang Leifeng gritted his teeth and replied firmly.

Fan Miao Miao Nunu mouthed, this is a bit like the practice of "neuropathy Zhang Leifeng".

Take a taxi to the station and buy a ticket to City F.

City F is more than 400 kilometers away from them, which is not too far, but it takes more than five hours for a bus to arrive. Along the way, Fan Miaomiao was playing her mobile game with her head down, while Zhang Leifeng leaned his head against the car window and looked at the flashing scenery outside the window.

He was thinking in his heart, and the photos of the scene and the transcripts of the police interrogation were like movie plots, playing in his mind over and over again.

"The murderer's motive" has become Zhang Leifeng's biggest hurdle at present.

Chirping!

The car stopped in his thoughts, and everyone stepped out of the car in turn.

"Where are we going now?" Fan Miaomiao asked at Zhang Leifeng.

"Go to the scene." Zhang Leifeng answered bluntly.

"Scene? Shouldn't we find a hotel first for me to drop off my things? ”

Zhang Leifeng squinted at her backpack: "Your bag is not heavy, let's carry it first." With that, he strode out of the station.

Fan Miaomiao scolded Zhang Leifeng in her heart, she knew that I didn't bring any clothes anymore, hateful Zhang Leifeng.

"Go to Xijia Hutong, Binyuan Road, Hexi District." Zhang Leifeng said the end point to the taxi driver.

As soon as the driver started, he braked and stopped, turned his head and looked at Zhang Leifeng: "Brother, I haven't heard of what you said and this place." ”

"Go to No. 102, Fuyuan Road, Hexi District." Then the name of the place was changed, and this was actually the address. Thanks to checking the map before I came, otherwise it would have been really hard to find.

The taxi sped all the way to the destination, which was already full of high-rise buildings, and the hard dirt roads, adobe walls, and brick houses of the past had long since disappeared with the development of society.

Standing in front of No. 102, Zhang Leifeng looked at the writing building in front of him and took a deep breath.

"Is this the scene of the crime?" Fan Miaomiao pointed to the office building and asked puzzled.

"This is the scene of the crime twenty years ago." Zhang Leifeng explained.

Fan Miaomiao's mouth opened wide in surprise when she heard this number, although she knew that Zhang Leifeng had a case, but she didn't expect that he was investigating a case twenty years ago. For a detective, if he can't get close to the scene of the murder, how can he start the first step in solving the case? Thinking of this, Fan Miaomiao finally understood that Zhang Leifeng would have the same expression as he did this morning.

"So what do we do first?" Fan Miaomiao continued to ask.

"How do you know I'm in this city?" At this moment, a middle-aged woman riding an electric bicycle stopped in front of them, looked at Zhang Leifeng and said with some excitement.

A face full of vicissitudes, deep crow's feet, chapped lips, and rough hands are all displayed in front of Zhang Leifeng. I didn't expect my hair to turn from brown to gray in just a few days, and there were some fiber lines between the hair, and I was wearing a black vest with XX car mat factory clearly printed on it.

"Because I know you're waiting for an answer." Zhang Leifeng replied.

The woman gritted her teeth and nodded, tears appearing in her eyes again.

In fact, she came to the city with her family from the year of her sister's accident, and she has been waiting for twenty years, waiting for the murderer to be caught, waiting for the court to pronounce the sentence on that brute. Her parents were both dead in the agony of waiting, and she didn't know how many years she would have to wait for a result. It wasn't until one day that her daughter joined the suspense discussion group and waited for Zhang Leifeng's news from the administrator, so she wanted to find Zhang Leifeng in the newspaper once.

When Fan Miaomiao listened, her tears couldn't be stopped like rushing spring water. She followed the woman to shout and curse the murderer, and she could only use this way to vent her inner anger.

Zhang Leifeng found the middle-aged woman and asked her a few simple questions.

"Do you remember the police officer who handled the case for you at the time?"

"Yes, yes, but he's retired now."

"It's not important, tell me his name."

"He is the director of the police station before, and his name is Wan Shan."

Zhang Leifeng nodded and patted Fan Miaomiao's shoulder with his hand: "Let's go." After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

"Don't worry that he's this character, don't worry, we will definitely catch the murderer." comforted the middle-aged woman for a few words, and hurriedly caught up with Zhang Leifeng.

"Are you a little sad to hear this story?" Fan Miaomiao caught up and said very indignantly.

Zhang Leifeng shrugged his shoulders: "Why should I be sad? A lot of people are dying every day in China, do I have to cry again? He replied very coldly.

Fan Miaomiao slapped Zhang Leifeng hard with her hand: "Don't you have a heart and lungs?" You're really horrible, you're a cold-blooded animal, no, you're not even as good as an animal. "Sprinkle all your anger against the murderer on him.