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Schumann drove the car, almost hitting the bottom of the accelerator along the way, and her heart was beating violently.

Han Xu actually knew about the punisher, so what he said when he looked for himself this time was also related to this matter?

The more Schumann thought about it, the more eager she became, and it usually took her only half an hour to get there.

In a large abandoned parking lot on the outskirts of the eastern part of the city, scrapped cars are stacked up like stacked blocks, like cold tombstones in the grave, desolate and lifeless.

Schumann was very familiar with this place, and speaking of which, this was also the old place where she and Han Xu connected, so after she parked the car, she walked in with ease.

"Han Xu?"

Walking to the agreed place, Schumann didn't see Han Xu's figure, and couldn't help but whisper.

But in the empty and slightly gloomy scrapyard, only her voice echoed faintly.

Schumann's eyebrows were knotted at once.

Han Xu is never a person who will be late!

Thinking of this, Schumann couldn't help frowning, and while raising his volume slightly, he continued to call Han Xu's name while moving his footsteps and began to look nearby.

But no matter how she called it or how she looked for it, there was no response from Han Xu.

A chill suddenly rose in Schumann's heart, not because she was pessimistic, but because she couldn't think about what had happened to her in the past few months.

At first, it was Jiang Wenhao, and then Zhang Yue, is it ...... now Is it Han Xu's turn?

This thought caused a thin layer of cold sweat to break out on Schumann's back, and she suddenly fell into a tense state of alert, cautiously holding a pair of dark eyes, looking around.

However, just when her body touched the abandoned car wall behind her, there was a sudden rumbling sound in the empty factory area, and Schumann was excited and subconsciously turned around.

It's her movements, the sounds that cause it.

Sensing this, Schumann couldn't help but let out a low breath, but when she inadvertently rolled her eyes, as if she saw a shadow overhead, her heart throbbed.

She paused for a full two seconds before she slowly raised her head, mechanical and stiff.

At the very top of the abandoned wall, towering and decaying, there was a man hanging from it, with a purple face, messy clothes, and a body fluttering, like the pendulum of an ancient clock, swaying gently with a breeze.

This is......

Han Xu!

Suddenly, there seemed to be a slight but rapid footstep behind him, Schumann pulled out the gun directly from his waist, and turned around-

It's a figure!

She saw it, it was a figure, flashing past the pile of cars next to her.

"Stop!"

Schumann raised his gun and shouted, but the man did not seem to hear, or rather heard, but ignored it, and ran away.

Schumann shot and quickly chased after him, but because of the distance and the piles of cars, she had no way to aim.

In the empty and decaying scrap yard, gunshots are fired one after another, stirring people's nerves and stimulating people's eardrums.

However, Schumann never managed to catch up with the man. Until, chasing out of the park, Schumann saw a black SUV in front of her eyes, speeding away.

She had the impression that when she came before, the black SUV was parked at the door, disguised as a freshly scrapped vehicle. She was actually negligent!

She immediately wanted to get in the car and chase after her, but the car could not start anyway, Schumann sat in the passenger seat, looking at the black SUV that was getting farther and farther away, but could not do anything.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

Her fists slammed into the steering wheel with a muffled sound, her chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes were wide and almost cracked.

It's that person!

It must be that person, kill Han Xu!

But who is he?

From beginning to end, the man had his back to Schumann, and she had no way of seeing his appearance, age, or other characteristics, only from his back, that it was a man.

Schumann's hands were still clenched into fists, and on the windshield, there were droplets of water falling on the windshield, from slow to fast, from less to more.

This rain is really not at the right time.

……

The abandoned parking lot in the east of the city is no longer empty due to the intervention of the police. Although it was raining, it did not stop the busy figure of the criminal police team of the city bureau at all.

The long cordon surrounded the entire abandoned parking lot, and a small shed was temporarily set up at the scene to shelter from the rain, Schumann stood in the small shed, looking at Han Xu's body a few steps away in front of him, for a moment.

Finally, her hunch became a reality.

Han Xu is dead!

It was as if everyone who approached her, who wanted to give her some clues, disappeared, silently, without a trace.

Who is it?

Who the hell is it?

Once upon a time, it was Li Dabao, so what about now? Li Dabao and Kang Yayan are both dead, could it be that there is another person around her who has never been revealed?

Think!

Don't dare to think about it anymore!

It's more than terrifying!

The new forensic doctor who replaced Qin Feiyang was conducting a preliminary examination of Han Xu's body, and a middle-aged man in his forties, I heard that his name was Hu Kun, was transferred from the sub-bureau, and he was experienced and worked hard.

But forgive her, she really doesn't have that mood now, to greet new colleagues and build a good relationship.

Wu Wei and Cheng Ziyang are conducting an investigation at the scene, but there are no witnesses, no residents nearby, and there are no surveillance cameras. This case, it seems, is more tricky than ever.

The forensic doctor quickly finished the examination, took off the medical gloves, and walked up to Schumann:

"Preliminary identification showed that the deceased died of mechanical asphyxiation, and the murder weapon was the rope. The time of death was very close, between about half an hour and an hour. ”

Schumann thought for a moment, when she saw Han Xu's body, he should have just died. That's why the person didn't have time to evacuate immediately before she found out.

"In addition, the deceased has traces of struggle and fighting, and there should have been a slight fight with someone before his death. I've taken the sample and I'm ready to go back for testing.

Schumann nodded:

"Good work!"

"It's okay, I'll go back first, and I'll do it as soon as possible."

After the new forensic doctor finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the small shed, Schumann watched his assistant put Han Xu's body into a silver body bag, only to feel as if a large stone weighing a thousand catties was pressed on his chest.

She closed her eyes hard, her temples ached, and someone came in and walked up to her side:

"Boss, according to the rules, I have to make a record for you."

Schumann opened his eyes, it was Zhao Ke, and then nodded:

"Good!"

Zhao Ke flipped through the small notebook and pen, and questioned Schumann as usual:

"Do you know the dead?"

"Well, he's my informant, his name is Han Xu."

"Why are you here today?"

"He called me and said he had news to tell me, and we used to meet at this kind of place a lot, so I came over."

Zhao Ke continued to ask:

"What's the news?"

Schumann shook his head:

"I don't know, he didn't say it, he just said that he wanted to meet and talk."

Zhao Ke thought for a while:

"That'...... Was there anything wrong with him when he called you? ”

Something is wrong?

Schumann: "His tone sounded like he was scared, and he spoke very quietly, as if he was hiding for fear of being heard. ”

Zhao Ke recorded Schumann's words word for word:

"After discovering the deceased, did you see any suspicious people?"

"Yes!"

Schumann replied categorically:

"When I found the body, before I could figure it out, I heard the sound of someone running behind me, and I turned my head and saw a figure.

It is a man, between 1.75 and 1.8 meters tall, reminded of the medium, wearing a black hoodie and blue jeans.

But I didn't catch up with him and let him run! ”

Thinking of this, Schumann felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"He was driving in a black Wrangler with license plate number XXXXX."

There is only so much Schumann can describe, in fact, before this, she has already called the distance for the first time and asked people to monitor the car at a nearby intersection.

Zhao Ke closed the notebook:

"Boss, we have already arranged it, but at the nearby intersection, we haven't seen the car you mentioned."

Zhao Ke said a little apologetically, but Schumann's brows were suddenly knotted at this moment, and a pair of black eyes were propped up, and the whites of his eyes were covered with red bloodshots:

"What did you say?"

She stepped forward:

"How could it not be, I watched the car run with my own eyes, if it wasn't for the fact that my car suddenly didn't catch fire, I ......"

Looking at Zhao Ke's solemn and apologetic expression, Schumann suddenly couldn't say any more, it was her mistake, how could she blame others for it.

Schumann hung his head irritably:

"I'm sorry!"

Zhao Ke smiled:

"It's okay boss, I know you're in a bad mood, if I see the murderer running away alive in front of my eyes, I guess I'm going crazy!"

Zhao Ke originally wanted to comfort Schumann, but her words were useless.

The atmosphere, there was a moment of oppression.

Schumann paused:

"Let's go, go out and have a look!"

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to walk outside the shed, and at this moment, two more people came over, Cheng Ziyang and Wu Wei.

Schumann didn't think much about it, but at this moment, the two of them were standing in front of her, blocking her way, and their two tense faces were full of embarrassment.

Schumann immediately sensed that something was wrong:

"What's going on?"

Cheng Ziyang looked at Schumann, then at Wu Wei, moved his lips, and finally lowered his head.

It was Wu Wei, who clenched his fists hard, took a step forward, and leaned in front of Schumann:

"Schumann, I'm sorry, we just found this in your car!"

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Schumann drove the car, almost hitting the bottom of the accelerator along the way, and her heart was beating violently.

Han Xu actually knew about the punisher, so what he said when he looked for himself this time was also related to this matter?

The more Schumann thought about it, the more eager she became, and it usually took her only half an hour to get there.

In a large abandoned parking lot on the outskirts of the eastern part of the city, scrapped cars are stacked up like stacked blocks, like cold tombstones in the grave, desolate and lifeless.

Schumann was very familiar with this place, and speaking of which, this was also the old place where she and Han Xu connected, so after she parked the car, she walked in with ease.

"Han Xu?"

Walking to the agreed place, Schumann didn't see Han Xu's figure, and couldn't help but whisper.

But in the empty and slightly gloomy scrapyard, only her voice echoed faintly.

Schumann's eyebrows were knotted at once.

Han Xu is never a person who will be late!

Thinking of this, Schumann couldn't help frowning, and while raising his volume slightly, he continued to call Han Xu's name while moving his footsteps and began to look nearby.

But no matter how she called it or how she looked for it, there was no response from Han Xu.

A chill suddenly rose in Schumann's heart, not because she was pessimistic, but because she couldn't think about what had happened to her in the past few months.

At first, it was Jiang Wenhao, and then Zhang Yue, is it ...... now Is it Han Xu's turn?

This thought caused a thin layer of cold sweat to break out on Schumann's back, and she suddenly fell into a tense state of alert, cautiously holding a pair of dark eyes, looking around.

However, just when her body touched the abandoned car wall behind her, there was a sudden rumbling sound in the empty factory area, and Schumann was excited and subconsciously turned around.

It's her movements, the sounds that cause it.

Sensing this, Schumann couldn't help but let out a low breath, but when she inadvertently rolled her eyes, as if she saw a shadow overhead, her heart throbbed.

She paused for a full two seconds before she slowly raised her head, mechanical and stiff.

At the very top of the abandoned wall, towering and decaying, there was a man hanging from it, with a purple face, messy clothes, and a body fluttering, like the pendulum of an ancient clock, swaying gently with a breeze.

This is......

Han Xu!

Suddenly, there seemed to be a slight but rapid footstep behind him, Schumann pulled out the gun directly from his waist, and turned around-

It's a figure!

She saw it, it was a figure, flashing past the pile of cars next to her.

"Stop!"

Schumann raised his gun and shouted, but the man did not seem to hear, or rather heard, but ignored it, and ran away.

Schumann shot and quickly chased after him, but because of the distance and the piles of cars, she had no way to aim.

In the empty and decaying scrap yard, gunshots are fired one after another, stirring people's nerves and stimulating people's eardrums.

However, Schumann never managed to catch up with the man. Until, chasing out of the park, Schumann saw a black SUV in front of her eyes, speeding away.

She had the impression that when she came before, the black SUV was parked at the door, disguised as a freshly scrapped vehicle. She was actually negligent!

She immediately wanted to get in the car and chase after her, but the car could not start anyway, Schumann sat in the passenger seat, looking at the black SUV that was getting farther and farther away, but could not do anything.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

Her fists slammed into the steering wheel with a muffled sound, her chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes were wide and almost cracked.

It's that person!

It must be that person, kill Han Xu!

But who is he?

From beginning to end, the man had his back to Schumann, and she had no way of seeing his appearance, age, or other characteristics, only from his back, that it was a man.

Schumann's hands were still clenched into fists, and on the windshield, there were droplets of water falling on the windshield, from slow to fast, from less to more.

This rain is really not at the right time.

……

The abandoned parking lot in the east of the city is no longer empty due to the intervention of the police. Although it was raining, it did not stop the busy figure of the criminal police team of the city bureau at all.

The long cordon surrounded the entire abandoned parking lot, and a small shed was temporarily set up at the scene to shelter from the rain, Schumann stood in the small shed, looking at Han Xu's body a few steps away in front of him, for a moment.

Finally, her hunch became a reality.

Han Xu is dead!

It was as if everyone who approached her, who wanted to give her some clues, disappeared, silently, without a trace.

Who is it?

Who the hell is it?

Once upon a time, it was Li Dabao, so what about now? Li Dabao and Kang Yayan are both dead, could it be that there is another person around her who has never been revealed?

Think!

Don't dare to think about it anymore!

It's more than terrifying!

The new forensic doctor who replaced Qin Feiyang was conducting a preliminary examination of Han Xu's body, and a middle-aged man in his forties, I heard that his name was Hu Kun, was transferred from the sub-bureau, and he was experienced and worked hard.

But forgive her, she really doesn't have that mood now, to greet new colleagues and build a good relationship.

Wu Wei and Cheng Ziyang are conducting an investigation at the scene, but there are no witnesses, no residents nearby, and there are no surveillance cameras. This case, it seems, is more tricky than ever.

The forensic doctor quickly finished the examination, took off the medical gloves, and walked up to Schumann:

"Preliminary identification showed that the deceased died of mechanical asphyxiation, and the murder weapon was the rope. The time of death was very close, between about half an hour and an hour. ”

Schumann thought for a moment, when she saw Han Xu's body, he should have just died. That's why the person didn't have time to evacuate immediately before she found out.

"In addition, the deceased has traces of struggle and fighting, and there should have been a slight fight with someone before his death. I've taken the sample and I'm ready to go back for testing.

Schumann nodded:

"Good work!"

"It's okay, I'll go back first, and I'll do it as soon as possible."

After the new forensic doctor finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the small shed, Schumann watched his assistant put Han Xu's body into a silver body bag, only to feel as if a large stone weighing a thousand catties was pressed on his chest.

She closed her eyes hard, her temples ached, and someone came in and walked up to her side:

"Boss, according to the rules, I have to make a record for you."

Schumann opened his eyes, it was Zhao Ke, and then nodded:

"Good!"

Zhao Ke flipped through the small notebook and pen, and questioned Schumann as usual:

"Do you know the dead?"

"Well, he's my informant, his name is Han Xu."

"Why are you here today?"

"He called me and said he had news to tell me, and we used to meet at this kind of place a lot, so I came over."

Zhao Ke continued to ask:

"What's the news?"

Schumann shook his head:

"I don't know, he didn't say it, he just said that he wanted to meet and talk."

Zhao Ke thought for a while:

"That'...... Was there anything wrong with him when he called you? ”

Something is wrong?

Schumann: "His tone sounded like he was scared, and he spoke very quietly, as if he was hiding for fear of being heard. ”

Zhao Ke recorded Schumann's words word for word:

"After discovering the deceased, did you see any suspicious people?"

"Yes!"

Schumann replied categorically:

"When I found the body, before I could figure it out, I heard the sound of someone running behind me, and I turned my head and saw a figure.

It is a man, between 1.75 and 1.8 meters tall, reminded of the medium, wearing a black hoodie and blue jeans.

But I didn't catch up with him and let him run! ”

Thinking of this, Schumann felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"He was driving in a black Wrangler with license plate number XXXXX."

There is only so much Schumann can describe, in fact, before this, she has already called the distance for the first time and asked people to monitor the car at a nearby intersection.

Zhao Ke closed the notebook:

"Boss, we have already arranged it, but at the nearby intersection, we haven't seen the car you mentioned."

Zhao Ke said a little apologetically, but Schumann's brows were suddenly knotted at this moment, and a pair of black eyes were propped up, and the whites of his eyes were covered with red bloodshots:

"What did you say?"

She stepped forward:

"How could it not be, I watched the car run with my own eyes, if it wasn't for the fact that my car suddenly didn't catch fire, I ......"

Looking at Zhao Ke's solemn and apologetic expression, Schumann suddenly couldn't say any more, it was her mistake, how could she blame others for it.

Schumann hung his head irritably:

"I'm sorry!"

Zhao Ke smiled:

"It's okay boss, I know you're in a bad mood, if I see the murderer running away alive in front of my eyes, I guess I'm going crazy!"

Zhao Ke originally wanted to comfort Schumann, but her words were useless.

The atmosphere, there was a moment of oppression.

Schumann paused:

"Let's go, go out and have a look!"

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to walk outside the shed, and at this moment, two more people came over, Cheng Ziyang and Wu Wei.

Schumann didn't think much about it, but at this moment, the two of them were standing in front of her, blocking her way, and their two tense faces were full of embarrassment.

Schumann immediately sensed that something was wrong:

"What's going on?"

Cheng Ziyang looked at Schumann, then at Wu Wei, moved his lips, and finally lowered his head.

It was Wu Wei, who clenched his fists hard, took a step forward, and leaned in front of Schumann:

"Schumann, I'm sorry, we just found this in your car!"

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