Li Li threw the Beetle to Liu Xiaolin, got into Mao Qiang's car by herself, and kept asking the same question along the way, "Team Mao, Wang Lei will be fine, right?" Mao Qiang was finally asked by her and couldn't bear it anymore, and reprimanded with a sinking face, "How do I know Lu Dao, he doesn't discuss anything with us, now you come and ask me!" I'd like to ask someone. The atmosphere in the car became dull, and Mao Qiang looked at the SUV in front of him, just feeling a burst of irritability.

As soon as I entered the city, the SUV made a turn, threw off the car behind and drove away. Li Li pointed to the front and shouted, "Team Mao, Team Mao, hurry up and follow......"

Mao Qiang shook his head, follow up, how is it possible. You can't send all the members of the serious crime team into the mouth of the national security. Now the only way to help the fat man is to return to the bureau immediately and find Lu Haitao. If he can go through official channels, maybe Wang Lei can suffer less, otherwise, he has heard of some methods of the 8th National Security Bureau. Alas, the fat man can only look at himself this time! However, did the fat man really hold someone hostage for 8 rounds...... This question bothered Mao Qiang very much.

The SUV turned into the small courtyard of the national security office, Zhou Weiguo jumped out of the car, opened the back seat door, Wang Lei jumped down with a smile, and finally came in, Wang Lei was very satisfied. The environment of the small courtyard is very good, antique, it should be an old building in Linhai City. However, in the courtyard where the human eye cannot see, there are the most advanced monitoring and communication facilities in the world.

It's a very ordinary building, but the ground floor has been transformed into a hall, and there are a few sturdy men scattered around the hall, with bulging pockets around their waists, which will definitely not be children's toys. On the surface, at least it is much tighter than the gates of the city government.

Entering the hall, facing the door was a large desk with a computer, and behind the desk sat a middle-aged woman. Other than that, the hall is empty, except for the elevator doors on the right side of the hall and the two corridors on the left and right. Zhao Hua took the lead in walking to the corridor on the left, Wang Lei was very curious, and muttered, "Aren't we going to take the elevator?" The middle-aged woman turned a blind eye to Zhao Hua.

Yang Qian pushed the fat man angrily, "Hurry up." Zhou Weiguo didn't speak, just stared at Wang Lei's back, and his right hand inadvertently approached the holster on his waist.

The hallway was quiet, all the office doors were closed, and only the footsteps of a few of them were "tapping, tapping". At the end of the corridor, Zhao Hua pushed open a door sideways, turned his head, and Wang Lei walked in directly with a sense of consciousness.

It's not an office inside, Wang Lei is surprised, there is an empty room of about 10 square meters, and the walls around it are silver shining alloy walls, and there is no one else.

Zhao Hua stretched out his hand and touched the wall casually, and with a click, a small and delicate keyboard popped up on the wall, and Yang Qian stepped forward to cover Wang Lei's sight. Wang Lei pouted, cut, isn't it just a little hidden keyboard, what's the big deal, I have seen too much on TV. A few seconds later, the whole room began to sink, and Wang Lei realized that the whole room was an elevator. It seems that there are still a lot of secrets under this building.

The elevator was very fast and stable, and Wang Lei stopped without feeling anything. When I got out of the elevator, there was still a long hallway, and unlike the upstairs, there were dense rooms on both sides of this hallway. Wang Lei despises this kind of identical design, such a dense room, there is no house number, who can't find their room and go the wrong way and see something that shouldn't be seen. Locked up?

Wang Lei was escorted by three people to a door probably located in the middle of the aisle, Zhou Weiguo rudely pushed Wang Lei against the wall with his face, and after a "drop", the door slid open silently. Maybe it was because he arrived at his base camp, or maybe he was holding his breath in his heart today, Zhou Weiguo's attitude was getting worse and worse, and he pushed Wang Lei in. The room was very dark, and there was a dark table in the center of the room, Wang Lei only glanced at it, and knew that this was similar to the table in the interrogation room of the serious crime team, ironwork, and four legs were firmly welded to the ground.

Wang Lei was still very conscious, and didn't let Zhou Weiguo push anymore, and sat on the chair around the table in a few steps. The cold feeling under the buttocks made Wang Lei sunburned, and sure enough, the chair was also welded iron. The table lamp on the table was turned on, and the dazzling light shone on Wang Lei's face, making Wang Lei's eyes squint, and his originally small eyes were now only a slit.

A person walked behind Wang Lei, and his hands were pressed on the armrests of the chair with neat grasps, and with a few "clicks, clicks", Wang Lei's hands and feet were all locked by thick alloy cuffs. The brightness of the lights was turned up again, and in just a few minutes, Wang Lei had already felt that his forehead was beginning to sweat, and still no one spoke.

Lu Haitao looked at the few people sitting in front of him, knocked on the table helplessly, and said, "It's not that I don't help you, and I can't do anything." I only know that Lu Dao is the 8th Bureau of National Security, and I don't know anything else, so I can also say that I haven't been with them as long as you. You asked me to send an official letter, Mao Qiang, who do you tell me to send it to? Where's the post? ”

Li Li said pitifully, "Lu Bureau, please help, okay?" Lu Haitao smiled bitterly, "I know the credit of Wang Lei over the years, but you are all policemen, and you yourself know very well that no matter who you are, as long as you violate the law, you must be punished." If Wang Lei is not wrong, I believe he will come back, and I will not touch his work for the time being. If I have news, I'll let you know, okay, let's go and go about our own business. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone on the table rang, Lu Haitao picked up the phone and waved his hand to Mao Qiang and the others, "I'm Lu Haitao, say." Well? Well? ……”

Several members of the serious crime team walked out of the director's office, all of them were preoccupied, and they didn't take a few steps, when Lu Haitao's voice came out from behind, "Mao Qiang, you guys will come back immediately." ”

Half an hour later, several cars with sirens rushed into the Haitian community in Linhai City. Downstairs at No. 11 Haitian Community, a cordon has been opened, surrounded by a group of people, and the police of several sub-bureaus are maintaining order. Mao Qiang showed his documents, and the two policemen immediately opened the cordon and let a hole come out, and a policeman inside came forward.

"Mao, huh? I am Wang Hai of the Criminal Investigation Team of Jinrui Branch, and we protected the scene very well. ”

Wang Hai accompanied him to introduce the situation while walking, "Building 11 is a duplex elevator apartment, one elevator and one household, a total of 13 floors, the deceased's family lives on the ground floor, female, about 20 years old. A native of this city, his ID card is on the table, and his name is Liao Qingqing. We rushed over as soon as we received the call from the police, and then found that the scene was somewhat similar to the investigation report you sent some time ago, so we immediately notified you. ”

The door on the ground floor was wide open, and the criminal police of several sub-bureaus were standing in the house, Mao Qiang nodded, "We have taken over here, Wang Hai, you can go back first, just leave two of the outside cordon to watch." ”

Entering the door is the living room, and on the floor of the living room, lies a naked woman. Wu Ming put on gloves and brushed the deceased's hair, "Team Mao, the deceased has bruises on his face and arms, and he should have been beaten before he died; Carpet burns on the knee, which should have been pressed to the ground; There are laceration wounds on the genitals, and it appears that the deceased had been raped before his death. ”

Standing up, taking off his gloves and throwing them into the trash can next to him, Wu Ming pushed his glasses, "Team Mao, there are so many things that are known at present, it can be sure that there is murder." The cause of death of the deceased is unknown for the time being, and it is necessary to return to the laboratory for autopsy before the results are obtained. ”

Mao Qiang rubbed his somewhat tired face, "Wu Ming, you and Ma Xiangdong will transport the corpse back for autopsy first, hurry up, and notify me as soon as there is a result." ”

"Li Li, you inspect the deceased's bedroom; Liu Xiaolin, you contact the family and unit of the deceased; Li Yuan, you and Yuan Feiteng collect all traces except for the dead; Wang Lei, damn it, forget it, that's it, everyone moves. ”

Mao Qiang went to the bedroom to find a sheet, put it on the corpse, turned around and stood outside the door, and lit a cigarette. Damn, I don't know what happened to Wang Lei? I don't think I have to suffer anything, right? After all, everyone is a policeman, even if you are very good in the 8th bureau, you are also a policeman, everyone is your own person, there is no need to mess with the means.

This is not to say Cao Cao, but to Cao Cao Cao. Wu Ming was holding a body bag in his hand, followed by a man and a woman. After a few steps, Wu Ming shouted dissatisfiedly, "Team Mao, Team Mao, they said that they are from the national security and want to take over this case." ”

Mao Qiang threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, crushed it with his foot, and raised his head, "Oh, it's Director Zhao?" What are you? ”

Zhao Hua shook Mao Qiang's hand with a serious face, "The deceased is a staff member of our National Security Office, that is, Liao Qingqing I said earlier. ”

The four of them entered the door, Yang Qian squatted down to inspect the corpse, Wu Ming was busy putting a bag on Liao Qingqing, zipping it up, and looking at Mao Qiang, "Team Mao, how do you think this should be handled?" ”

Mao Qiang actually had a hint of joy in his heart, since Liao Qingqing died here, it means that it has nothing to do with Wang Lei. Since your national security is going to take over, then we can't ask for it. He looked at Zhao Hua, "Director Zhao, do you think you will transport it back or how to do it?" ”

Yang Qian said in a deep voice, "Zhao, it's confirmed that it's Liao Qingqing." ”

What Zhao Hua didn't expect was that Liao Qingqing was killed at home just a few hours after leaving the National Security Office, could this case really have nothing to do with Wang Lei, but it is impossible. If it has nothing to do with Wang Lei, why would his resistance be so violent? He handed Mao Qiang a cigarette, "Captain Mao, first of all, we hope that this case will be kept secret. Well, let's take it back to you for an autopsy, we don't have a forensic doctor in our office, but we'll be there for the autopsy. Captain Mao, what do you think about this case? ”