"Are you alright?" Zhao Ming asked again tentatively, he knew Chu Mengyao's temperament.

Because it was clear, so at this time, Chu Mengyao just smiled and reacted, which was equivalent to explaining the problem, seeing this, Zhao Ming had to smile bitterly and shook his head.

On a somewhat cool late-night street, there aren't too many people at the barbecue stands. Because there were not many customers, the food ordered by Zhao Ming and the two was quickly served.

Zhao Ming was really a little hungry, he hurried to eat half full first, judging from Chu Mengyao's reaction, he knew that the help he needed this time was probably not a small favor, and he had to be mentally prepared.

Eating half full, for Zhao Ming, it is almost a psychological preparation that needs to be made. So Zhao Ming wiped his mouth, "Say, if you don't tell me what's going on, I don't feel at ease with this meal." ”

Hearing this, Chu Mengyao smiled and rolled her eyes helplessly. But she did seem to be a little distressed. "Actually, it's not a big deal, I want you to do a small favor."

"Let's just say it, it's not like you." Zhao Ming was a little anxious.

"Well, actually....... you know my mom, she's very verbose. Then in a few days she should come over and see me. The main purpose of her coming was to urge me to get married....... so I wondered if you could help deal with her. ”

The words entered his ears, and Zhao Ming was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Chu Mengyao's so-called little favor to be such an exaggerated thing.

"Stop, it's not appropriate for me to do this kind of thing......." Zhao Ming was really embarrassed. You just tell her that you're still looking for something, and with your conditions, can she still worry that you won't be able to get married? ”

Chu Mengyao rubbed her forehead in distress, as if she was entangled for a while before speaking again, "The problem is, I already lied to her, so it will be more difficult to lie again." ”

"Lying? What lie did you tell......... Wait, you didn't tell her we're not together! Zhao Ming felt as if he was choking, so that his breathing was a little unsmooth.

However, the reality is cruel, and Chu Mengyao's crying expression at this moment is equivalent to an answer. "You're so smart, so look, you can help me, cope."

……

Sending Chu Mengyao to the taxi, Zhao Ming carried a bunch of packed barbecue, and walked briskly towards the police station, but he could only shake his head desperately.

Many things in this are difficult to explain, he and Chu Mengyao used to be together, but unfortunately that time ended too quickly, even to an incredible extent.

Walking alone on a slightly cold street, Zhao Ming tried to recall the reason why that relationship ended. He couldn't recall a specific justified reason, and felt that it was more just a few trivial things that were not worth mentioning.

The only thing that is certain is that the separation of the two was not because they had no feelings for each other. It feels more like the fact that the feelings lead to the discord between the two personalities is infinitely magnified, triggering all kinds of contradictions that follow.

These memories are a headache, and what is even more headache is that Zhao Ming knows that he still wants to be with Chu Mengyao, and he feels that Chu Mengyao also has the same thoughts.

The problem is that both of them have scruples, and they are both afraid that this hurried reunion will lead to a hurried end. If it ends again this time, I'm afraid that the two will not have the opportunity to be friends again.

It was already past twelve o'clock in the evening when he returned to the police station, and Zhao Ming shook his head and temporarily threw those annoying thoughts out of his head.

At this time, criminal policemen such as Shi Hao were still trying to query information from the system. Some of the other detectives fell asleep because they were too sleepy.

After dividing the supper, Zhao Ming returned to his seat. The amount of online coverage of the serial killings and information about it exploded exponentially.

It's almost overwhelming, and it feels like the eyes of everyone in the country have gathered because of the media propaganda.

Zhao Ming took a cursory look, and the latest information showed that there were already many people who were inspired by the two old men, Zhong Shangkun and Ruan Liangqing, and were asking questions.

Of course, the questions asked are about the victim. For example, what is the situation of the victim? Why can't the police find their families? Why do I hear that the victim's family seems to be in hiding?

All kinds of similar questions are constantly refreshed, so naturally, all kinds of answers emerge one after another, most of which are speculations, and a small number of answers close to the truth....... it is difficult to say whether it is speculation or someone is guiding.

It is worth mentioning that the name Zhong Lin has become a hot word, showing that countless people are searching for the word 'Zhong Lin'.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming had no choice but to shake his head, not knowing what to say at all.

However, shaking his head, Zhao Ming suddenly thought of something: according to speculation, Zhong Lin must be showing up in the end, so will it be possible for him to take the initiative to spread his photos on the Internet?

Thinking about it, Zhao Ming tilted his head and shifted his gaze from the computer screen to Shi Hao, who was still busy looking for relevant information not far away. He asked, "Shi Hao, have you looked on the Internet to see if there are any recent photos of Zhong Lin?" ”

Hearing this, Shi Hao was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head. His reaction illustrates the answer to the question.

Zhao Ming stared at the computer again, although there was little hope, he had to give it a try.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep and had to wake up because of the stiffness of my body, and the clock on the wall showed that it was half past five in the morning.

There is no recent photo of Zhong Lin on the computer....... there is no one for the time being. Zhao Ming was a little disappointed, but only a little, because he believed that the crucial photos would emerge sooner or later.

At half past five in the morning, it was still dark outside. Zhao Ming stretched his waist, and as far as he could see, a large number of people fell asleep on each desk in the police station, and during this time, many people did not have the opportunity to go home and lie on the soft bed.

I got up, washed up, and made a cup of coffee. When the time was almost six o'clock, the noise caused by a phone call woke everyone up from their shallow sleep.

A minute later, the message transmitted on the phone forced everyone, including Zhao Ming, to wake up completely in an instant.

Before six o'clock in the morning on the eleventh day of the investigation, several residents who had gotten up early for a walk found the body in a small square in the park!

Not one, not two, but four whole bodies! and a line of blood cobbled together from the four corpses: What did we do?

Everyone was shocked, and as soon as they came to their senses, the phone calls came out one after another.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was still just dark, and most people were still asleep at this time, Su Tingting, Chu Mengyao, Li Jian, Shen Bin, Wang Tong, and all the leaders' mobile phones either vibrated or sounded loud music almost at the same time.

At the same time, all angles of the city, whether it is a TV station, a major online media, an online platform, or a large and small newspaper.

Anyone who sent people to the city to follow the progress of the murder case was receiving phone calls one after another.

So, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, a series of faces with different expressions, they flashed in this early morning!