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Hundreds of students sitting or standing in the classroom were aroused by Wang Lei's chat, and all of them held their breath and waited for the teacher to continue to explain. Why can't the FBI's news analysis room get the profile of a long-range serial killer right? This mystery fascinated everyone.

Wang Shui'er is an exception, she doesn't care about what Wang Lei says, she just needs to stay by Wang Lei's side, and nothing else matters. Wang Lei smiled proudly, ready to uncover the mystery.

A piercing "buzz" sound sounded in the quiet lecture hall, and many students were looking left and right looking at those who did not know how to turn off the phone in class, but saw Wang Lei on the podium and said: "Students, don't look for it, it's my phone ringing." I'm sorry, I answered a phone call, and I had to answer it. ”

He walked a few steps and walked to the window before bringing the phone close to his ear. Wang Lei is also a little strange, this is the first time Mao Qiang called in when he was lecturing, and as Mao Qiang explained a few words clearly, Wang Lei's face has become extremely ugly.

Turning his back to the students and rubbing his face, Wang Lei was already smiling when he turned around: "Students, there is an urgent matter in the unit, and today's class can only be made up for you another day." ”

After saying hello to the students who were still ignorant, Wang Lei called Wang Shui'er and hurried straight to the parking lot. In this short way, Wang Shui'er asked at least 10 questions about what she wanted, but Wang Lei didn't answer, but kept urging her to speed up.

Yang Qian opened her eyes in a daze, and Zhao Hua on the other side was still hanging her head, unconscious. As soon as Yang Qian looked up, Li Dou, who was lying on the bed, was already stiff, and a few corpse spots appeared on his face, and the once romantic and suave had long been blown away by the rain and wind.

The terrifying black shadow vanished without a trace, sunlight shining into the room, and clouds of dust floated in the pillars of light.

Looking down at himself, he was still wearing only a bra and panties, his legs were firmly tied to the legs of the chair, his hands were separated from the armrests, and the two strings at his wrists had been stretched out red and swollen. Without time to feel the pain in her wrist, and not to think about how she and Zhao Hua were unconscious, Yang Qian gritted her teeth and insisted on moving to the side.

Five minutes passed, and when she finally moved to the TV cabinet, Yang Qian was already sweating profusely. Shaking her head and shaking off the beads of sweat on her face, Yang Qian leaned down with great difficulty and bit Li Dou's dagger thrown on the bed.

Biting the dagger, Yang Qian slowly lowered her head to the rope at her wrist, she kept encouraging herself, just hold on, just hold on for a while. The teeth didn't use much force, and the dagger could only pull the rope in his hand very slightly.

A rope with a diameter of less than three millimeters took Yang Qian 15 minutes. Finally, her mouth opened, the dagger fell to the ground, and the rope on her wrist broke. With a long sigh, Yang Qian picked up the dagger on the ground and cut off the other ropes.

She didn't rush out to help Zhao Hua solve the predicament at the first time, nor did she bother to put on clothes, but reached out to hold a pistol on the bed, quickly checked the magazine, and began to search the entire room. The hotel room was not big, and the search was completed quickly, and the black shadow had indeed disappeared.

Putting the gun within reach, Yang Qian picked up a glass of water and poured it on Zhao Hua's head, and after a few seconds, Zhao Hua reacted, his body began to shake, and Yang Qian began to put on her skirt and coat.

After all, Zhao Hua has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he can't see a little panic, but Huo Ran raised his head. Before he could see anything clearly, Yang Qian's voice sounded in his ears: "It's okay, Zhao, that person is gone." Don't move, I'll help you cut the rope. ”

A few minutes later, Zhao Hua, who had washed his face, sat back on the chair: "I left the restaurant and went upstairs, and as soon as I entered the door, I was attacked by a person hiding behind the door. Later, when I saw the tattoo on the man's wrist, I realized that Lu Dao was Ren Quan, fuck, this time it was capsized in the gutter! Zhao Huali opened the hair on the back of his head, and it was indeed bloodstained.

Then I was bound by him and taken to the balcony, and I knew that something bad was going to happen. But why didn't he kill us both? Zhao Hua fell into deep thought.

Yang Qian checked Li Dou's corpse again, and Ren Quan's methods were sophisticated, except for leaving a sentence on Li Dou's chest, nothing else could be found. Zhao Hua also leaned over to look at it when he heard the sound, it was a line of words dipped in Li Dou's blood, and now it was solidified - "Wang Lei, do you want to know who killed your wife?" ”

The two sat there puzzled, and Zhao Hua sniffed the residual smell on his neckline: "Damn, use ether to knock us unconscious, fuck." Zhao Hua gritted his teeth with hatred.

Yang Qian felt that she was getting more and more confused, and asked, "Zhao, let's discuss it, and I found a few suspicious points." First, why did Ren Quan want to kill Li Dou and kill his mouth? Second, how could Ren Quan know who killed Lin Long? What does this matter have to do with Wang Lei? What do we do next? ”

Although there was a corpse on the bed half a meter away, and there was already a little bit of corpse smell, Yang Qian and the others had long been accustomed to this environment, and no one took it seriously. Zhao Hua thought for a long time and said, "It seems that we are looking for Wang Lei, this is one of them; Then, we're going to follow the list to find the next mole, but we'll have to be vigilant, and we'll definitely be tracked by Ren Quan this time. As for Ren Quan killing Li Dou, I think it's normal, and he is also afraid that Li Dou will fall into our hands and confess the news that is unfavorable to him. ”

"When you ask why you didn't kill us, I think it's easy to understand. If Ren Quan had killed the two of us, the bureau would have done their best to track him down, which might have been extremely detrimental to what he was plotting, so he didn't do it. ”

Yang Qian nodded, Zhao Hua's analysis was not unreasonable. This time Ren Quan didn't kill her and Zhao Hua, but they had to help cover up Li Dou's affairs, as for how long it could be covered up, it was uncertain, she continued to question: "Zhao, did you say that you were known by the mole in the bureau when you contacted Li Dou, and Ren Quan was notified, so we were followed?" ”

"These are certainly all possible factors. Okay, you go first, I will notify the office to send someone over Li Dou's body is cleaned up, we still have to keep this matter secret, you leave the tracking first, and then go find Wang Lei, I will contact you in the afternoon. Damn it! Zhao Hua still has great resentment towards his mistake.

Wang Lei and Wang Shui'er were at the door of the Linhai Hotel, a famous five-star hotel in Linhai City, and a huge banner at the door read, "Congratulations on the successful convening of the Nanyun Medical Seminar".

Yes, Linhai Hotel has undertaken a seminar hosted by the Namyun Provincial Health Department and the People's Hospital in the past few days, with the participation of major medical research institutions and provincial hospitals across the country. There was a crowd of people at the entrance of the hotel, and it was clear that they were all doctors who lived in the hotel.

Wang Shui'er shouted delicately: "Please let go, we are the police." The doctors who turned around hurriedly spread a passage to let the woman in a modified cheongsam, who was so beautiful that she could take her breath inside. A young doctor muttered: "The current police are so beautiful, I knew what medical school I was going to and how good it was to go to the police academy." ”

Wang Lei sighed, Wang Shui'er is like this, not to mention it, every time he has a cold face and a charming waist, don't you hear that the people around him are about to lose it!

He silently stared at the writhing, round, amorous, and tightly wrapped hips in front of him, and walked in with the golden step by step. All the places in my ears were gasps and drooling swallows.

There was a position about 4 meters in the middle separated by a cordon and several policemen, and Mao Qiang and Liu Xiaolin were surveying something. The two people who were alarmed by the strange sounds around them hurriedly raised their heads, Wang Shui'er stood in front of the two of them, and said coldly: "We are here, Captain Mao, what do you command?" ”

Mao Qiang secretly "leaned" on, but still didn't hold back a smile: "Wang Lei, you are the most powerful investigator in our bureau, and you still bring a female secretary to the scene." Liu Xiaolin covered his stomach exaggeratedly and bent down with a smile. Wang Lei's old face turned red, glanced at Wang Shui'er who was nothing, and laughed at himself: "Why don't I give you this secretary, how about it, Team Mao?" ”

Looking at Wang Shui'er, who was expressionless but eager to try in his eyes, Mao Qiang hurriedly thanked Bumin: "Forget it, forget it, you are tortured to lose weight, right, Wang Shui'er?" Wang Shui'er nodded with a smile, almost about to introduce Mao Qiang as a confidant.

Mao Qiang got out of the way: "Wang Lei, you go to see the scene, there is another one here and there." Alas, it's all fucking piled up. Wang Shui'er didn't seem to be afraid of the corpse, and looked at it with interest, without blinking her eyes.

The deceased was a middle-aged woman, who looked to be in her 40s, wearing a blue skirt and a pair of high heels on her feet, which could be seen to be of great value. In the evidence bag in Liu Xiaolin's hand was a badge with the words "He Caiyun, vice president of Jinshan Medical College".

No anomalies were found on He Caiyun's body, and a hole was opened in the back of his head. Liu Xiaolin said in a sullen voice: "She stayed in this hotel, and she came to attend the meeting/Wu Ming's preliminary examination results showed that she died in the early hours of this morning, and the cause of death was a heavy blow to the back of the head." ”

Mao Qiang seemed to be in a hurry, urging Wang Lei: "What do you think, tell me quickly, I'm waiting for you to go to another scene over there." Wang Lei looked at the blood stains under He Caiyun's body, looked at the other side of the street suspiciously, and said: "The deceased was not attacked here, the blood flowed too little, judging by the injury, he should have run here and collapsed and died after the attack on the other side." ”

"Okay", Mao Qiang waved his hand, "Liu Xiaolin, I'll leave it to you here." You first go to the hotel to check on the deceased's colleagues and friends, see if you can provide any clues, and then go back to the bureau to meet later. After speaking, Mao Qiang leaned over and said to Wang Lei: "There is a scene in the development zone, and the dead person is also a woman. The news that Li Yuangang sent over was that the serial killer had committed the crime, and the Mainland Bureau had reported it to the provincial department, so let's go over immediately. ”