Fang Lubai hid behind a tree, holding the tactical pen tightly, listening to the nearby movements. The actor he is familiar with is a field master, but this time the visitor doesn't sound like his sworn enemy, is he unfamiliar? Or have you made progress? Step by step, he approached the source of the sound, but the other person stopped moving, as if waiting for him to arrive. Fang Lubai turned around and was about to stab at the other party, but he was hit in the chest by a strong kick from the flying air, and the strong force shocked him to fly upside down, hitting a tree trunk, the trunk shook violently, and countless leaves were shaken off and fell down, Fang Lubai was completely obscured by the falling leaves.

The opponent showed no mercy, and swung his fist like a storm. Fang Lubai immediately dodged and parried, he has not stopped training Western boxing for two years, and flexible dodging is as good as fast heavy punches. He is good at hand-to-hand combat, and he has not been idle in the past two years. The two of them went back and forth through the flying leaves, and the tricks were fatal, and no one showed mercy. Until the opponent threw a heavy punch, the force of the thunderous Wan Jun hit him with a strong wind, Fang Lubai felt that this was the opponent's last blow, he pulled out the tactical pen and pushed the switch, and the long stabbing needle drilled through the air and went straight to the opponent's artery.

The leaves fell, Fang Lubai saw the person clearly, Chang Qingshan also recognized Fang Lubai, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Are you Fang Lubai?" Chang Qingshan judged Fang Lubai's identity and asked.

"You're not him." Fang Lubai's tone was full of negation and disappointment.

The two closed their hands at the same time and shook hands at the same time. Chang Qingshan chose to show strength over weakness, and he had to show a decadent look to make his opponent let his guard down. All the previous performances were what he could do in front of people, and he was used to working behind the scenes. Fang Lubai didn't say much to say hello, so he squatted down again to look for clues.

This forest is of little value to Fang Lubai, he understands the actor's methods, and he can't find the scene of the first crime, so it is difficult to make a comprehensive mental portrait from his point of view, and the vague portrait does not have any substantial help for solving the case. Just because it's useless from a psychological point of view doesn't mean it's useless from a forensic point of view. As a detective who has directly dealt with the actors, this piece of wood, in Chang Qingshan's eyes, is much more useful.

"What did you find?" Fang Lubai asked after confirming his conclusion, Fang Lubai was very curious about this future partner. Three years ago, he lost to the actor, and a year later, the actor went to country M and was almost caught by himself, so Chang Qingshan. How much worse is it than an actor?

"The murderer is not too rich, his car is Buick Yinglang, the wheels are very deep, obviously he drove here in the early hours of yesterday morning to throw the body" Chang Qingshan looked at the wheel prints on the ground and said, "He has been a sailor, has medical experience, and should have been a naval doctor, but now, he should not be doing a decent job." ”

"How do you see that?" Fang Lubai was puzzled, he only deduced that he had done relevant work in the pharmaceutical industry based on the traces of the corpse at the scene, and his car and his current situation, according to his own knowledge, really could not be analyzed. While asking questions, in his heart, he already somewhat acknowledged this partner.

"I have a friend who runs a car dealership, and I like to play with cars, this kind of wheel spacing width, and the shape of the wheels seems to be Buick Yinglang, Buick Yinglang's car price cap is about 150,000, so he will not be too rich." Chang Qingshan picked up a cigarette butt from the ground and handed it to Fang Lubai and said, "Look, this is the cigarette butt of 555 cigarettes, 555 cigarettes are cheap and cheap, if you buy one in Tianhai, you will get two packs of a lighter, smoking this kind of cigarette, driving this kind of car, in Tianhai, at most, it is considered the level of food and clothing, at least his work will not be too good!" ”

"What about the Medic's inferences?" Fang Lubai asked reluctantly, he was very interested in Chang Qingshan's reasoning.

"Have you tried the letter opener?" Chang Qingshan took out a letter opening knife from his arms and showed it in front of Fang Lubai's eyes, with a round handle and a narrow blade, he continued, "This kind of knife has no gauntlets, no non-slip design, but the murderer can accurately stab the victim's carotid artery with a knife, which requires a strong grip to do, so he won't be too old." The knot in which the victim was tied was a sailor's knot, a knot that became tighter and tighter the more he struggled, and this knot was tied only by those who had been sailors. The victim's ten fingers were cut off, but the person has been dead for about twelve hours, judging from the plasma on the ground, the murderer must have a thermal coagulation setting in his hand, at least he also understands the basic trauma treatment, combined with his age, there is only one possibility, he has worked as a military doctor. ”

"Wonderful!" Fang Lubai looked at Chang Qingshan's affirmative eyes, and unconsciously applauded him, "Let's get to know each other again, writer and psychologist, Fang Lubai" After speaking, Fang Lubai took the initiative to stretch out his hand

"Chang Qingshan, the former head of the Tianhai Criminal Investigation Detachment." Chang Qingshan also stretched out his hand.

Chang Qingshan came by car, but it was a motorcycle. The police force has a rule that playing with cars is a violation, so he used the salary he saved to buy a Harley. Chang Qingshan drove, Fang Lubai sat in the additional car, and the two started a drive around the mountain road.

"Hey, won't the police give you a car?" In the early summer evening, the sky was still a little cold, and Harley shuttled through the mountains and forests against the mountain wind, and Fang Lubai, who was accustomed to the warm current climate, couldn't help but shiver. He is accustomed to Western-style life, and he is still very uncomfortable with the customs of Tianhai, especially when he feels that he will catch a cold sooner or later if he continues to soar like this.

"Ah, no, I don't like the police car!" Chang Qingshan is used to going alone, and the standard car of the police force does not suit his style. He hadn't gotten used to teamwork yet, and he didn't want to.

Saturday looked at the cold corpse in front of her, she was very angry at the style of the Tianhai Guard team sweeping the snow in front of the door, and the dissection work was so strangely handed over to herself, what SCI task force, is it to match herself. She looked at the first two autopsy reports, the deceased was killed by the carotid artery of the sharp teahouse, what kind of autopsy report is this, can the trainee forensic doctor make a report of this level, okay, it will not help solve the case at all. When he was upset, the phone rang and suddenly remembered that it was Qin Song. For this leader, Saturday still approves of it in his heart.

"Hey, Director Qin, what's wrong?" Saturday asked very modestly, with some dissatisfaction with Qin Song's arrangement between her words, she didn't like to be transferred around.

"Xiao Zhou, how is the autopsy?" Qin Song had the attitude of an old cadre's condolences to his subordinates.

"I don't really want to start an autopsy, I don't understand why I was assigned to any SCI sci, you should know that without an assistant, the chief coroner's efficiency is more than doubled." Hearing Qin Song calling to ask about the progress of the work, Saturday felt unhappy and complained unabashedly.