"Hypnosis!"

"She's been hypnotized!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yan and Schumann said a sentence in unison, and then, the two looked at each other silently, and fell into silence again.

In the small space inside the car, the atmosphere instantly became extremely eerie.

Schumann's mind was full of the simulated portraits that Jiang Yan had just made before Jiang Wenyue's death, as well as the pictures he had seen in the night bar surveillance before.

Obviously, after Jiang Wenyue came out of the bathroom, her mental state began to change.

Schumann is now almost certain that within five minutes of Jiang Wenyue in the bathroom, she met a person who hypnotized her and then handed her a fruit knife.

A young and fresh life, just gone.

Lushun knew this, and Schumann's heart beat a little faster. But obviously, Jiang Yan's expression did not ease in any way.

"Now these are all deduced by us, and there is no conclusive evidence at all to prove that Jiang Wenyue's death was man-made."

Schumann was stunned and did not reply.

She also knows what kind of form it is now, but if there is a suspicion, she will investigate it to the end, even if she can't use the power of the bureau, she alone will find out the murderer behind it!

This is her mission, but also her belief!

"And me!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yan's voice slowly sounded in his ears, and Schumann was stunned and glanced at him sideways.

Jiang Yan's face was calm, but the eyes seemed to have fallen into the stars, dazzling and charming.

He paused word by word:

"Schumann, you still have me!"

I will accompany you to find out the truth of this case!

……

Schumann's apartment was not far from the city bureau, and she first sent Jiang Yan to the city bureau, after all, someone's car was still there.

Before Jiang Yan got out of the car, he only left one sentence:

"I have the contact information of Jiang Wenyue's family here, and I will go with you to find Jiang Wenhao tomorrow."

Schumann hesitated a little, but finally asked the words that had been held in his heart for a day:

"Why are you so concerned about this case?"

Obviously, Jiang Wenyue is just an ordinary employee under you.

When Jiang Yan heard Schumann's words, he just hooked the corners of his lips, his eyes were like torches, stared straight at her, and said a meaningful sentence:

"What do you say?"

After returning to the apartment, Schumann took a simple shower, cooked himself a bowl of noodles, and worked all afternoon, until this point in time to eat. But when it was time to eat, she was not idle.

She sorted out all the clues about Jiang Wenyue's case that she knew now.

There were too many people coming in and out of the bathroom in the bar last night, but it wasn't completely impossible to find out. Just screen all the people who enter the bathroom from beginning to end, and then list the people who have the time to commit the crime individually.

It's just that......

What kind of grievances does the person who hypnotized Jiang Wenyue have with her, and he must use this way to put people to death?

For some reason, Schumann felt that someone who could come up with such a meticulous murder method would never be so easily exposed and caught by them. So, monitor there, I'm afraid you won't get too useful clues.

But no matter what, as long as there is such a person, she will definitely let her surface and pay the due price for her crimes!

After thinking about what he was going to do tomorrow and putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Schumann lay down on the bed.

After a busy day today, she barely rested, and this time she was lying in bed, obviously tired to death, but she couldn't sleep anyway.

I didn't think it before, but when it was quiet at this moment, her mind was full of Jiang Yan's handsome face, as well as his low and hoarse voice when he spoke.

"What do you say?"

This is the last sentence that Jiang Yan left to her before parting today.

She said?

She's a fart!

If she could tell, would she ask?

Could it be that Jiang Yan is interested in that Jiang Wenyue? But it doesn't look like it, but if you say that he cares about his subordinates...... No, no, no, she knows him too well, where is he such a broad-minded person.

None of these are the words......

Schumann was a little irritated and pulled the quilt over his head.

Whatever!

Love is what it is, it has passed between them, and it would be nice to see him in the future as it is today.

……

Early the next morning, Schumann got up late again without accident.

She is usually like this, when there is a case, it is like being beaten for a few days. When there is no case, the biological clock is like it is broken.

Getting out of bed, with the speed with which she was arresting the prisoner, Schumann washed up quickly, then took the car keys and rushed out of the house.

Passing by a pancake shop in the east of the city, Schumann stopped the car and planned to buy a few pancakes to feed the monkey cubs in the team, but before she could open the car door, she received a call from the team.

The caller was Li Dabao:

"Boss, where are you? Zhang Ju came to look for you just now, and when I saw that you hadn't come yet, that posture, my God, was menacing! ”

"What about I buy pancakes? What's the matter, what is he looking for me? ”

As soon as he heard that Schumann was buying pancakes, Li Dabao's previous crying immediately disappeared:

"Boss, I'm going to add two eggs!"

"Eggs, you sister!"

Schumann scolded angrily: "Didn't you say that Zhang Ju was looking for me?" Still aggressive? What's the matter, are you so happy to see me being scolded, and let me buy you pancakes?

I see you like a pancake! Pancakes with two eggs!! ”

Li Dabao was scolded a little aggrieved:

"Boss, you're dirty!"

Pause:

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that there was a jumping case in Litian Century this morning, and there were two suicides in three days, and they are all related to Litian Century.

I guess Zhang Ju is in a bad mood because of this, and I don't know what to do with you.

But boss, today I guess you hit the muzzle of the gun, you didn't even see it, Zhang Ju's face was about to twist into 18th Street. ”

Li Dabao chattered and laughed on the phone, but Schumann listened to the latter words a little absent-mindedly.

Jumping off a building? Litian Century?

Shu She investigated Jiang Wenyue's affairs privately and didn't tell anyone, so everyone now thinks that Jiang Wenyue's death is suicide. But after yesterday, she was almost certain that there was someone behind Jiang Wenyue's death.

However, what she didn't expect was that Jiang Wenyue's incident happened again just a day later.

Moreover, they are all related to Jiang Yan......

Schumann's eyes were deep, could the person hiding behind him be going towards Jiang Yan?

Thinking of this, Schumann didn't even say hello and hung up the phone directly. I didn't bother to buy pancakes, so I started the car and drove towards the city office.

When he arrived at the city bureau, Schumann did not return to the criminal police team first, but went directly to Zhang Bin's office.

Sure enough, as Li Dabao said, Zhang Bin's face was very bad, gloomy as if he could drip water immediately.

"Zhang Ju, I heard that you are looking for me."

Zhang Bin is in his fifties, looks extremely serious, and is a person who will make people feel hairy on his back even if he doesn't say a word.

Seeing Schumann, Zhang Bin's anger suddenly burst out:

"I said, can you pay attention, is there a little bit of organization and discipline? Do you think the city bureau is run by your family, and you can come at what time you want? ”

Schumann stuck out her tongue, Zhang Bin was angry, she couldn't commit a crime against the wind, she could only pretend to be obedient. Besides, she is now also thinking about someone jumping off the building this morning in Litian Century.

"Uncle Zhang, come on, come on, you take a sip of tea first!"

As he spoke, Schumann came to Zhang Bin with a dogleg, picked up the teacup on the table and sent it to Zhang Bin.

Zhang Bin couldn't cry or laugh a little, and finally could only glare at her angrily, and then took the teacup:

"You're the smartest person to sell me favors with my things, aren't you?"

"No, no, no, in front of your old ginger, I can count as a green onion at most!"

"Alright, don't be poor." Zhang Bin rubbed his temples with a headache, he didn't understand, how could Old Chief Shu be such a straightforward person, how could he have a granddaughter who was such a fart?

"You know about this morning's jumping case!"

Seeing that he was down to business, Schumann also looked up:

"Dabao called me just now and told me that it was just a suicide case, what does it have to do with us? Uncle Zhang, have you personally asked? ”

"Tell me about your ......"

Listening to Schumann's careless attitude, Zhang Bin hated iron and steel:

"It has nothing to do with us, but Litian Century is under the jurisdiction of our municipal bureau, and it is a listed company, with huge influence, and now the media already knows, and the overwhelming reports have a very bad impact on us."

Zhang Bin said, and suddenly softened his tone:

"Manman, I'm old, and your aunt has been talking about me for a few years and asking me to retire. You're smart and have a talent for being a police officer......"

"Hey, stop!"

Feeling that Zhang Bin was about to turn on the middle-aged woman's upper body mode again, Schumann immediately stopped it quickly:

"Uncle Zhang, don't listen to my grandfather brag to you, I'm just a little policeman and don't have so many ambitions.

Come on, let's talk about what happened to the two suicide cases in Litian Century? ”

Seeing Schumann's attitude of not wanting to listen to it at all, Zhang Bin only felt that his blood pressure had increased, thinking that she was obviously very capable, but she always gave people a feeling that the mud couldn't support the wall, and suddenly he was so angry that he didn't want to talk anymore, and waved his hand at Schumann:

"Get out, get out!"

Schumann is still hippie smiling:

"It's okay, look at you, just say it if you miss me, why are you making such a big battle!"

Zhang Bin's eyes widened, and just as he wanted to get angry again, Schumann had already pushed the teacup forward before him:

"I'll get out, I'll get out, Uncle Zhang, you drink tea, pay attention to your blood pressure!"

After saying a word, he had already dodged and rushed out of the office.