"Deputy Director Tan." Wu Wenhui stopped Tan Yibo, looked at the people who knew Fang Lubai present, and said with a smile: "He is not an unrelated person, Fang Lubai, introduce yourself!"

"Well, I'll talk about a few cases, and you should be able to remember me." Fang Lubai said as he put down his schoolbag, "The serial murder case in Queens, the car robbery on the Third Ring Road, the large-scale poisoning of the staff of the Friendship Building, the theft of the Tears of the Goddess, what else I can't remember, I said, are there any chairs?" ”

As soon as Fang Lubai asked this sentence, an old leader next to him hurriedly gave up his seat and sat down for him. Tan Yibo saw this scene and listened to these big cases that had caused a sensation in Yuanjiang Province, and he suddenly thought of that name, the name that had been missing for a long time, and the genius boy who had repeatedly solved strange cases. If it was really him, most of the people present, from Wu Wenhui onwards, were promoted because of him. Fang Lubai can get this position, one is respect for his identity, and the other is more than ten years of friendship.

"Fang Lubai, when did you come back?" An old police officer asked, obviously, seeing Fang Lubai, these former old people were very happy.

"The plane was ahead of schedule, and when I arrived at the provincial airport in the morning, I didn't stop, and I dared to come directly after a meal." Fang Lubai sat upright and picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said disgustedly: "Didn't you say that the police force has been expanded, what about the funds, how can you still drink this kind of water?" After speaking, he took a sip of the water cup from his schoolbag and put it down, looking at the old friends present.

"Your career is just lost in your mouth." Qin Song, director of the forensic department, continued: "Say, how can I help you this time?"

"SCI, the special crime inspection team, a basic inspection team, should have at least a detective, a psychologist, a forensic doctor, a trace expert, a data analyst, a network technician, an assaulter, equipment, Lao Wu, you look at it, by the way, how do I calculate the money this time?" Fang Lubai said lightly, between the words, several old friends were worried about him, and he was familiar with the style of affairs in country M, which was incompatible with the institutional atmosphere of the Tianhai Guard. Friendship is friendship, but communication is communication, and people who are not familiar with him don't like him to put forward conditions like this.

"Presumptuous! Who do you think you are, we wouldn't be able to solve the case without you? Unorganized and undisciplined. Tan Yibo said. Even if this young man of unknown origin was that legend, he would not allow him to do whatever he wanted. The police force is a place of discipline, and if he is like this, then no one can negotiate terms with the police force.

"Let me make it clear that the actor is the villain of my early crime novel "Driftwood", so to speak, I created him, and there is no second person in this world who knows him better than me. If you don't have me, you guys, one counts as one, you can try it. Fang Lubai looked at everyone present categorically. Several captains looked at each other, but no one said a word, although his words were not pleasant, but they were the truth. The only person who dared to take on this case three years ago has now been demoted.

"Brother Fang, don't say that, it's because we can't do it that we asked you to come back, right?" Wu Wenhui hurriedly rounded the field, as the leader of the meeting, and as the introducer who invited Fang Lubai to return to China, he had to let Fang Lubai integrate here as soon as possible, although he did not belong to the police force.

Fang Lubai didn't appreciate it at all, looked at his watch and said: "It's four o'clock in the afternoon Beijing time, and nearly 20 hours have passed since the last victim was found, that is to say, after tonight, this bastard will commit the crime again, and you, are still continuing this boring meeting, I'm sorry I don't want to continue, Lao Wu sent me the address of the last crime scene, I'm going to take a look, and I hope I can see my colleagues at SCI at night."

Fang Lubai left the scene with his schoolbag on his back, and the performance of these people disappointed him.

The actor's crime pattern is very chaotic, and the crime is frequent, maybe he has already sent another letter during the meeting. According to the address given by Wu Wenhui, he quickly rushed to the scene of the crime by car.

The police station hadn't allocated him a car yet, so he had to take a taxi, and when he heard that it was the place where the victim appeared, his brother was very reluctant to go over until Fang Lubai took out the proof when he worked in the Joint Investigation Bureau.

It shows how bad the influence of the actor in Tianhai is, which also strengthens Fang Lubai's determination to arrest the actor.

Fang Lubai paid for the car and got out of the car. Walked into the forest where the body was found. It is an untouched forest area with a mountain road that winds through it, and the trees are shady and shaded. This is the site of Tianhai Chinese University, and the body was found because of a student who went for a morning jog. Choosing to throw corpses in such a place, no, he is not throwing corpses, he is performing.

Fang Lubai didn't know how to check the traces, he just walked along the wheel mark to the depths of the forest. The scene has been damaged by the stampede of witnesses and police officers. The only thing that could tell the scene was the pool of blood on the ground. He cut off the deceased's ten fingers, but the time of the deceased's death was preliminarily estimated to be more than twelve hours, and the corpse had already appeared stiff, and according to the clotting time of platelets, there would not be so much blood at the scene.

There was only one possibility, he was dirty, and he didn't want the blood of the dead to stain his house. However, there is still one thing wrong, if he is dirty, he can collect the blood and throw it away or sell it, why should he throw it on the spot? Fang Lubai squatted down and dipped the blood-stained floating soil, put it to his nose and sniffed it, he seemed to understand the murderer's purpose.

The murderer was about 1.85 meters tall, sturdy, dark-skinned, and was supposed to be engaged in hospital-related work. Fang Lubai tried to make a portrait of the murderer, but there was very little information left for him at the scene, and he couldn't get any useful information. He needs helpers, he needs a strong team.

Suddenly, there was movement in the woods next to it, and the sound of rustling was like human activity. From the perspective of criminal psychology, there is a high chance that the murderer will return to the scene some time after the crime and see his masterpiece. Brave enough, Fang Lubai pulled out the tactical pen and screwed the attack head. After losing two years ago, Fang Lubai learned from the pain and made improvements to the tactical pen, he lengthened the attack head, and also increased the type of attack head, steel wire, short blade, stinger, tactical pen in his hand, it is no longer as simple as self-defense, this is a weapon for survival in the wild, and it is also his most trusted buddy.