After the second case group case seminar, the criminal police officers re-established the direction of the investigation.

This time the work is more tedious. They decided to focus on Fu Sizhe's interpersonal relationships and launch a carpet search.

All indications are that the killer was not insane, or that he killed people randomly and irregularly.

That being the case, there must be some undiscovered connection between the murderer and the deceased.

Of course, there will also be an inventory of beggars around the yellow sands.

Xia Liang is still in charge of investigating the alibi of Fang Qing's mother and daughter - although the criminal police generally feel that the mother and daughter are not too suspicious.

But he didn't go to Tianhe that day, but went to the cold storage of Huangsha Seafood Market with the police force.

In the past few days, the task force has been conducting crime scene investigations in the cold storage, and the cold storage doors are often opened and closed, and the frozen fish in the cold storage have deteriorated a little, exuding a stench that makes people palpitate.

In this regard, Zhang Jianhong, the owner of the aquatic product shop, naturally complained bitterly and almost went to the police station.

But after all, human life is at stake, Captain Xing is easy to talk about, and he promised to help him take away the dead fish in the cold storage, so the matter can be reluctantly stopped.

In other words, Xia Liang came to the Huangsha Seafood Market to do hard labor.

It was raining profusely. The air was unsettling with a chill.

After moving the dead fish, Xia Liang drove to Zhu Ansheng's office with the smell of fish.

He felt the need to tell Zhu Ansheng about the case so far, but the main reason was that he was curious about what his brother-in-law was doing.

Came to the Shahe Welfare Institute and walked into the "Ansheng Office". Xia Liang soon got an unexpected and reasonable result.

Zhu Ansheng is still fighting with the topographic map of the cold storage in front of him, and the waste paper is piled up in every corner of the ground.

"Brother-in-law, you haven't slept until now, have you?"

Xia Liang cautiously walked into the reception room, and Zhu Ansheng turned his head and screamed urgently.

"Don't move!"

Xia Liang's feet hovered in midair.

"Find a gap to go."

Xia Liang's feet carefully stepped on the gap between the paper balls and the paper balls.

"Aren't these all scraps?"

"Every scrapped manuscript has the potential to be a scrapped manuscript. If you're messing it up, I won't be able to remember the pattern. ”

Xia Liang was a little helpless: "Can't you fold them one by one and sort them out in order?" ”

Zhu Ansheng's face was terrifyingly haggard, like an old man who was about to die, but his eyes were as sharp as he heard about the process of the case a few days ago.

He looked at Xia Liang and muttered confidently:

"My reception room is 22 square meters in size, and the workbench is less than two square meters, so it is a waste of space resources to pile all the materials together."

Xia Liang grinned, and suddenly felt that Zhu Ansheng had a bit of a neurotic temperament.

With great difficulty, he finally walked around the paper ball on the ground and walked to the central reception table.

The alcohol lamp was still burning, the flask was scorching, and the whole flask was covered with unmelted instant coffee powder, which looked like a cracked layer of mud.

Reluctantly, he lifted the flask and extinguished the alcohol lamp.

Then, he came to Zhu Ansheng's side and saw the paper documents placed on the table at a glance.

That's a printed autopsy report. He noticed that Zhu Ansheng had taken a lot of notes in the passage describing the condition of the corpse.

Cherry red spots...... Kidney failure...... The time of death is more than 12 hours......

"How's the investigation going?"

Xia Liang was stunned and smiled bitterly.

"I hit a wall everywhere and didn't catch the suspect's tail."

He roughly explained the predicament of the task force to Zhu Ansheng, but Zhu Ansheng did not respond.

After a long silence, he tilted his head slightly, wrinkled his nose and sniffed around.

"What does it smell like?"

Xia Liang sniffed at himself, frowned, and smiled a little embarrassedly:

"My, I went to the cold storage today to help move the fish, it's all fishy."

Zhu Ansheng glanced at him in confusion.

"The scene of the crime is not being investigated?"

"People also have to do business, and they can't be delayed for too long...... I am still putting the finishing touches on the footprints and collecting evidence. ”

Zhu Ansheng stroked his long hair that was fast above his neck a little anxiously, looking like a child whose beloved toys had been confiscated.

Xia Liang knew that he was anxious, and he also knew that he was still struggling with the "real" secret room cracking technique, and he was helpless in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

He took off his police uniform and said with a wry smile:

"Brother-in-law, do you have a washing machine here? Today, I carried my back and helped move things, and I fell on the road. ”

Zhu Ansheng turned his head again, looked at the police uniform covered with moss on his back, and replied casually:

"Where can you wash off the moss washing machine, go out to the convenience store downstairs and buy a toothbrush to brush slowly."

After speaking, his eyes lit up again, and he immediately muttered in confusion: "Moss......?" ”

Xia Liang didn't pay attention, he just felt that his brother-in-law was right, so he turned around and carefully bypassed the paper ball, really planning to go downstairs to buy a toothbrush.

As he walked, he muttered:

"It's really unlucky, I'll just have this one dress, and I may have to borrow a set from Zhao Gang tomorrow...... The cold storage floor was covered with water, it was too slippery. That Zhang Jianhong really slammed the door - seeing that there was no need for the fish in the cold storage to freeze, he turned off the electric switch without saying a word. It took six or seven of us a day to help move the shelves...... Several people fell. Brother-in-law, have you eaten, I'll bring you a quick snack by the way? ”

"What did you say?"

Zhu Ansheng realized that he stood up from the chair and rushed to Xia Liang in a hurry, snatching the clothes in his hand.

Xia Liang was taken aback and couldn't slow down.

"Huh? I ask you if you're hungry......"

"Not this, not this ......"

Zhu Ansheng spread out the police uniform and put it on the reception table to observe it carefully, even his chapped lips were trembling slightly. He muttered distractedly:

"I see...... That's ......"

Xia Liang looked at him with a strange expression, as if he had seen a living madman.

The madman, who had been telling him not to mess with the paper balls on the ground a moment before, was now pacing around the reception room like an anxious wild dog, kicking countless paper balls along the way.

"I see...... No wonder ......"

"Brother-in-law......? Are you okay? ”

Zhu Ansheng threw himself in front of the desk, grabbed the pipe on the side, and broke three or four matches in a row with his hands so shaky that he lit the tobacco.

He took a deep breath, turned away, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke against the pure white wall.

In the smoke, his vision gradually became vain.

Xia Liang looked at his back in a daze, and at that moment, he suddenly had an illusion.

Zhu Ansheng's gaze did not seem to be staring at the wall in front of him, and in the smoke around him were countless symbols that seemed to be real and illusory, and his eyes penetrated these symbols, looking at something more profound behind the dimension that human beings were in.

"I see."

Zhu Ansheng turned around, with a somewhat bitter smile on his face.

"There are some things that you can't find when you take great pains to find them, and they come out by themselves in a flash."