"Well, okay, then I'll say a few words first." After several small meetings of the conference, Wu Wenhui was old after all, and his voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed to be still trying his best to restrain the anger and grief in his heart...... Presumably everyone already knows that there have been three vicious murders in Tianhai in the past month, and the murderer's modus operandi is the same as the envelope killer case three years ago, I won't say more about the deceased, let's take a look at the scene."

"Director Wu, can I ask a question?" Lu Zhubi respectfully raised his hand and asked, in terms of age, he was the youngest of all the people present, he was born in a scholarly family, and he knew how to behave in the world since he was a child: "Why don't you say more about the murderer, there is nothing to do with the three deceased?"

"Yes, there is no intersection between the three deceased's age, occupation, or social relationship." Gu Na took out the tablet in her backpack and connected it to the display screen, and switched Wu Wenhui's slide in three or two clicks, and what appeared in front of the seven people was the detailed information of the victim. The first deceased, Wang Ziyun, male, 42 years old, forklift driver. The second deceased, Wu Ying, female, 25 years old, hotel lobby manager. The third deceased, Wei Guoqiang, male, 38 years old, worker. Gu Zhiping loved his daughter, and the company's intelligence agency authorized her to use it, so Gu Na used the connections of the Polar Group to help her investigate and analyze the data. Most of the employees of the Polar Group are elites from all over the country, and the work of data integration and analysis is not leaky.

Chang Qingshan reported what he and Fang Lubai found at the scene of the dumping of the body, and among the few people, Bao Zheng and Saturday were the ones who had not yet spoken. In early summer, Bao Zheng was wearing a white vest, and the strong and explosive muscle lines were particularly obvious under the tight vest. Gu Na liked it, so she didn't tease Bao Zheng, turned her head to look at Saturday who didn't say a word, and was just about to open her mouth to laugh, but who knew that Saturday saw her intentions, and took the first step and said: "I'm sorry, I can't do an autopsy without equipment!"

"Eldest sister, don't you just fill the big cloves of garlic if you can't do it?" Guna saw that Saturday had done nothing, remembered her sarcasm about her health in the elevator, and responded angrily.

"I'm telling the truth, a good forensic doctor needs good equipment to assist in an autopsy, and that's something everybody knows. Not to mention that the magnification of the microscope greatly affects the accuracy of the autopsy, as well as various reagents and tools, I don't understand why Tianhai, known as the financial center, would use medical equipment that has long been eliminated for the police. "Saturday went straight to the point, to tell the truth, she didn't think there was anything wrong, in terms of conditions, Tianhai's equipment is not as good as Fengzhou.

"I'll talk to ...... about the equipment right away" Before Wu Wenhui finished speaking, the phone rang, "I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone." He took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button, but a very unfamiliar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Director Wu, I heard you're looking for me" The voice was intermittent, and it changed its voice after radio wave interference.

"You are?" Wu Wenhui had never called this number before, and the signal was so bad, he didn't know what the other party meant, so he asked suspiciously.

"Please call Mr. Fang!" The voice was still choppy, but there was something provocative about the intonation. Wu Wenhui handed the phone to Fang Lubai, Fang Lubai took the phone, put the phone in the middle of the table, and pressed the speakerphone.

"Hello, is there anything you are looking for me?" Fang Lubai's tone was extraordinarily calm, and at the same time respectful.

"Mr. Fang, you are really a noble person who forgets things, and your old friends don't remember?"

Fang Lubai looked at the scar in the palm of his hand, understood who was coming, and motioned for Gu Na to start sonic tracking, while deliberately raising the volume and making an out-of-control appearance to talk to the actor, "It's you!" You dog mongrel! I should have killed you two years ago, why don't you hide now and come to the door to die? In the book, the actor is an extreme psychopath, he likes to do all kinds of exciting things to challenge the police force, communicate with him in an uncontrollable voice, can give him the greatest psychological satisfaction, so as to obtain some valuable information.

"Hahaha, Fang Lubai, who should have been a dead person two years ago, I think you know better than me." Although it was after a voice change, it could still be heard, the actor's tone changed slightly, Fang Lubai's words successfully stimulated him, he didn't stop, and continued: "I left you alive just to play another game with you today!"

"Actor, do you remember me?" Chang Qingshan followed the cavity. He could tell that the actor wanted to have a one-on-one game between him and Fang Lubai this time, so he had to interject it, he couldn't let everything come according to the actor's intentions.

"Shut up, you don't even have the qualifications to die at my hands." The actor's tone became very indifferent again, like a glacier in Norway, without any emotion: "Listen, I have a riddle, you solve the riddle, you have 24 hours to react to each riddle, delayed, you know what the consequences are!" ”

Fang Lubai stretched out his hand to signal everyone not to interject, he cleared his throat and said to the phone: "You come out, I want to see if you will make some progress after two years!"

"Three police lives, plus three*, how much is it worth"

"Gone?"

"It's gone. In 24 hours I'll make a second call and tell you where and when to pay, and I'll show you the next dead man. The "actor" hung up the phone, revealing a long string of busy phone tones.

Fang Lubai turned his head to look at Chang Qingshan, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Next time, he will call again, don't interject." Chang Qingshan didn't do anything wrong, he just didn't understand the actors, and talking like that would only make his existing satisfaction disappear. Once the actor loses interest in talking, he doesn't get any information

"Director Wu, if I can, I want to use the equipment in the laboratory of Tianhai Medical University." After listening to the conversation between the actor and Fang Lubai on Saturday, he got up to express his position

"Director, if I can, I'd like to bring the equipment from home," Guna got up and started to ask for it.

"If I may, please let me go and see my teacher." Fang Lubai calmed down and said, "The book "Driftwood" was completed under the guidance of the teacher, maybe he can give me some inspiration, and in addition, I think we need an office!" After speaking, Fang Lubai also turned his head to look at Wu Wenhui.

All the members of SCI began to let go of the previous contradictions, and the actor's phone call was a war letter in another way, a war letter to the entire Tianhai police. For the sake of the dignity of their profession and for the sake of the citizens being able to live and work in peace and contentment, they must fight.

"This is a battle about the majesty of our Tianhai City Police Department, we must not let him act recklessly!" Wu Wenhui looked at everyone with a serious face, and his expression was unprecedentedly cold.