The embroidery pattern on the rag looks familiar.

"You've seen it?" Meng Fan said suspiciously, "Where have you seen it?" ”

"I think it's been ...... lately" She wasn't lying, but she couldn't remember when she saw it.

"When, exactly?!" Meng Fan urged impatiently.

"What's going on?" At this time, Xu Hua walked over.

"She needs to cooperate with our investigation." Meng Fan pulled up the seal, bent down and walked out.

"Spikelet?" Xu Hua stared at her with wide eyes.

Why do you look like she's the murderer? "I ......" she looked down at the camera around her neck, and suddenly thought where she had seen this little rag! That's right, just now! ”

"Just now?" Meng Fan frowned.

"That's right, that's right! I had been taking a night view of the West Lake when a woman came to talk to me, and she was wearing clothes that looked very similar to the embroidery on this rag! "It turns out that she didn't bump into a female ghost just now, but met a murderer?! Damn!

"How long ago was 'just now'?" Meng Fan asked.

"About half an hour ago, next to the gate of West Lake." "I also happened to take a picture of her," she said. She looked up the photo, "This is it." Look, the embroidery on the clothes is very similar, right? ”

"Indeed." Meng Fan nodded again and again, "Zhu Jing, come here." He called a woman, who was very thin, with long hair tied into a ponytail, a slender face, a pointed chin, a high protruding collarbone, and a bit of a mean skinny feeling, and the appearance of one hand on the waist reminded her of the "compass" in Mr. Lu Xun's novel. "You take this picture from this young lady's camera in color, and there's a good chance that the woman in it was there. Even if you are not a murderer, you may be an eyewitness. ”

Zhu Jing nodded, "Yes." Miss, please come with me. ”

She followed Zhu Jing away, Xu Hua glanced at her, and she nodded understandingly. This may be a good opportunity to find out further news, even if Xu Hua doesn't say it, she understands. "That...... Miss Police, it looks like the situation is quite similar to Zhao Weiguo's case before. ”

"Do you still know the details of Zhao Weiguo's case?" Zhu Jing raised her eyebrows and said.

"He's my editor." She didn't like this Zhu Jing, it made her feel very uncomfortable, compared to Meng Fan's reckless bluntness, this Zhu Jing's politeness somehow made her feel creepy. She always trusts her instincts when it comes to people, and after all, she has never been wrong about that.

"Oh." Zhu Jing said, "You can't hear what you say, where are you from?" ”

"Huizhou people." "Born and raised," she said. "Isn't she supposed to ask Zhu Jing? Why did she become the one who answered the questions now? "By the way, who died?"

"Are you interested in knowing?" Zhu Jing asked.

"Of course." Why ask if you're not interested?

"The deceased was a dance teacher named Zhang Chu, male, 36 years old." Zhu Jing said.

"Do you know who did it? Are there any suspicious targets? ”

"Judging from the method of murder, it is very similar to the situation of the editor who killed you, it should be the same person." Zhu Jing's eyes looked at her a little strangely, which made her uncomfortable, "I hope the photos you provide can give us more clues." ”

She decided to ignore the unpleasant feeling, "There must be something in common between the two victims, right?" ”

"Yes." Zhu Jing smiled contemptuously, "It's all men." ”

Nonsense! "Other than that?"

"I haven't found anything in common yet." Zhu Jing said with a smile.

"Really?" Based on the news I have heard now, Lao Zhao and this dance teacher really have nothing in common. "Aren't they related?"

"I don't know yet." Zhu Jing said, "If you can, I hope you can provide clues." ”

What clues can she provide? She's not from the paparazzi. After she copied the photo to Zhu Jing, she went to meet Xu Hua.

"Oh, that's pathetic......" an old lady in the alley shook her head.

"Mother-in-law, do you know that dance teacher?" She asked curiously.

"My granddaughter learned that dance from him." The old lady said, "Girl, what are you asking for?" ”

"Because...... I have a colleague who ...... too," she said, with some embarrassment.

"Alas, there is everyone in this world!" The old lady sighed, "I heard my granddaughter say that this teacher is a good person! Last month, he was hit by a car, and the doctor said that he couldn't dance anymore, and then I heard that he had found a Chinese medicine doctor to cure him, and I also said that God has eyes, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. It's all fate! ”

What the? A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her head, could this be the common denominator of the two victims? Lao Zhao and this dance teacher have both suffered leg injuries, and they both found a Chinese medicine doctor to cure their leg injuries, is this just a coincidence? "By the way, mother-in-law, who is that Chinese medicine doctor and where does he open a clinic? A colleague of mine also injured his leg a few years ago, and I hope this Chinese medicine doctor can heal his injury. ”

"I don't know! It seems to be on the east side of the bridge. The old lady waved her hand and walked back to her house.

Qiaodong? This scope is not small, but if Lao Zhao and this dance teacher have both seen the same Chinese medicine, this may be another common denominator between the two cases. She walked out of the street with her camera in her arms, saw Xu Hua waiting at the door, and when she saw her, she asked, "How is it?" Did you hear anything? ”

She scratched her head, "I didn't find anything valuable from the policewoman, I only knew that the deceased person was a dance teacher, who was injured in a car accident last month and injured his leg, and the doctor said that he might not be able to dance anymore, and a Chinese medicine doctor cured him." ”

"Only the identity of the deceased?" Xu Hua's expression could not be described as happy or satisfied.

"That woman won't say anything, and I can't help it......" She doesn't specialize in news gathering.

"Forget it, let's do this tonight." Xu Hua waved his hand and said.

What if not? She didn't bother to quarrel with Xu Hua, and now she wanted to go home early to take a shower and sleep.

"Spike." Then she heard a familiar voice.

"Yirou? How did you end up here? She was taken aback.

"The café just closed, and I'm about to go home." Tie Yirou smiled slightly, "What's going on here?" ”

She looked around and whispered mysteriously, "There's a dead man here." ”

"Dead?" Tie Yirou smiled faintly, "There are so many people on the earth, it's not worth making a fuss about one less, these things are nerve-wracking for the police, don't be nervous." ”

It's not a matter of urgency, is it? She said, "Don't say that, if a person dies, someone will be sad for him." ”

Tie Yirou said: "This is the same as humans and animals, but why can humans take the lives of other creatures without care? ”

I don't know why, she felt that Tie Yirou's tone was very cold, she had never heard Tie Yirou speak in this tone, no, she had never heard anyone speak in this tone, it was terrifyingly cold.