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On the streets, people came and went, and although the sunlight above them was no longer blazing, it seemed to tear a hole in the lead-gray sky, which was called, Light.

Schumann stood at the gate of the city bureau, looking at the busy people and vehicles in front of him, with the solemn and solemn national emblem above his head.

In my ears, Shu Dazheng's voice seemed to be echoing for a long time, lingering and lingering in my heart.

Schumann settled down, hung up the phone, and in a pair of inky black eyes, it seemed to project two sharp and full of positive light, and the light in the poor sky, merging and connecting with each other.

……

At night, Jiang Yan still drove, and Schumann sat in the co-pilot's seat.

The mode in which the two get along now is mostly quiet, which reminds Schumann that when he was a child, they were a group of people together, and they were giggling and playing every day.

But now, the group of people who used to be together are only her and Jiang Yan.

Even so, once she and Jiang Yan were almost "lost".

"What are you thinking?"

In his ears, he suddenly remembered Jiang Yan's low and hoarse voice, and Schumann couldn't help but ease his mind when he heard it:

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking that when I was a child, the group of people we were together in the past, now, it seems to be gone."

Jiang Yan rarely sees Schumann's big grinning character, and he will also be sad and sad, thinking about something so sad.

"In this life, you will meet many people, and you will leave many people.

There are only so many places around a person, and some people are going to come in, and naturally some people are going to leave. This is the law and the reality.

But ......"

As he spoke, Jiang Yan couldn't help but pause, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and the other hand drooped naturally, put it on the back of Schumann's hand, and shook it gently:

"It doesn't matter how long it has been, no matter who you're with, no matter who you're around.

Jiang Yan will always be Schumann's! ”

The temperature of Jiang Yan's palm was scorching, as if it could burn Schumann, and with his melodious words, Schumann's heart couldn't help but stumble.

Oh, yes!

In this life, there are so many people who come and go around you, but in the end, the one who can hold your hand and go through your life together is the most precious.

Thinking of this, the corners of Schumann's lips couldn't help but bend slightly, although he didn't speak, but the palm that turned upwards and the fingers crossed made Jiang Yan's heart, at this moment, seem to have a refreshing spring water, slowly flowing through.

The two of them had a casual dinner outside, and as soon as they got home and were ready to take a shower, Schumann's phone rang.

"Hello, I'm Schumann."

Schumann's style of answering the phone has always been the same as her people, clean and clean.

It's just that as soon as the other party said a word, Schumann's face, which was still smiling lightly just now, immediately became solemn and serious.

Hanging up the phone, Schumann looked at Jiang Yan:

"Xintiandi Apartment, there was a murder!"

……

Nine o'clock in the evening, Xintiandi Apartment, Room 2302.

On the way here, Schumann had already told Jiang Yan that the deceased was none other than Zhao Ke's neighbor, the woman who had provided information to Schumann before.

When Schumann arrived, Qin Feiyang and the rest of the team had not yet arrived. Schumann made his way through the crowd, crossed the cordon, and entered the room.

The deceased died on the floor of the living room, stabbed in the back, and the murder weapon was next to the body, which was a household boning knife. The dead were lying on the ground with their backs to Schumann, covered in blood.

The house was very messy, and there were traces of looting at first glance.

Schumann walked up to him first, crouched down next to the corpse, and took a closer look. The deceased must have gone through a struggle when he died, with slight tearing and struggle marks on his body, blood stains on the ground and traces of dragging, and his head was facing the landline phone next to the sofa.

After the deceased was stabbed, he should not have died immediately, and struggled to call the police, but in the end he died due to physical exhaustion and excessive blood loss.

These are Schumann's rough judgments based on the corpse, and the specifics depend on Qin Feiyang's arrival, and then further autopsy and analysis of the corpse, before making a conclusion.

Schumann stood up and found Jiang Yan walking around the room checking at the same time.

A colleague approached:

"Team Shu."

Schumann withdrew his gaze from Jiang Yan:

"Who found the dead?"

"It's the caretaker of the building, and it's their shift time at half past eight, so they're going to come up and patrol. When I came here, I found that the door was open, and the caretaker thought that the owner had forgotten to lock the door, so I was going to come over to remind him.

But as soon as he got closer, he smelled a strong smell of blood, and the administrator felt that something was happening, so he opened the door, and then found the body and called the police.

No one else has been in the scene except for the apartment manager and our colleagues. ”

Schumann nodded:

"Well, make a note of it for the administrator."

The colleague answered, turned around and went to work.

Schumann stood in the center of the living room, looking at the dead woman, with a pair of beautiful eyebrows, twisted like a twisted flower.

The scene was turned over very messily, and she took a general look, and the valuable things were gone. The murderer's method of killing people also seems simple and crude. There is nothing suspicious, on the surface, it is just an ordinary burglary and murder case.

But for some reason, Schumann always felt that something was strange.

After thinking about it, Qin Feiyang, Li Dabao and Cheng Ziyang all arrived, Qin Feiyang and Schumann said hello briefly, and then went to work next to the corpse.

Li Dabao walked up to Schumann, looked at the corpse in front of him, and couldn't help frowning:

"It's not ......"

"Hmm!"

Schumann nodded, recently, since he found out that Zhao Ke was missing, Li Dabao's whole state has changed, no longer laughing, no longer rippling, and a calm face every day.

Seeing him at this time, Schumann didn't know what to say:

"Alright, let's get to work!"

After saying that, everyone began to get busy, and at this time Jiang Yan had already looked around the room, walked back to Schumann, took off his gloves, and asked Schumann:

"Any thoughts?"

Schumann glanced at Jiang Yan with a pair of dark eyes.

She knew that if it was really an ordinary robbery and murder case, Jiang Yan would definitely not ask herself that. And when he asked, he must have the same suspicions as himself.

Thinking of this, Schumann did not believe in God:

"Do you think this is no ordinary robbery?"

When Jiang Yan heard this, the corner of his right lip couldn't help but gently lift upward, revealing a meaningful arc, and in a pair of inky black eyes, the light projected was faintly revealing a momentum that made people feel cramped.

"It is undeniable that the murderer is very smart!"

Schumann: "What do you say?" ”

Jiang Yan: "First of all, the scene looks very messy, and valuable things have been taken away, and they are very unorganized. It stands to reason that the murderer should be very nervous and scared at this time.

However, if such a murderer is really the case, how can he think of erasing all fingerprints and shoe prints?

It seems that the scene has not been cleaned up, but in fact, it has been carefully cleaned and arranged, and at first glance, it is a master with strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities. ”

Jiang Yan said, and a trace of contempt couldn't help but appear in his eyes:

"A murderer who thought he was very smart, but he didn't expect that it was his cleverness that betrayed him!"

Schumann already understood what Jiang Yan meant:

"Therefore, the killing of the deceased was not an accident at all. Someone deliberately designed it! ”

"Not bad!"

At this point in the words of the two people, Li Dabao just walked out of the bedroom and walked up to Schumann:

But if that is the case, who will be the one who killed the dead? It can be seen that the deceased had resisted and struggled before he died, but the door lock was good.

Could it be an acquaintance who committed the crime? ”

Schumann: "I can't say for sure yet, but one thing I can be sure of now is that when we go back, the pressure will be put on us!" ”

Within a few days, two murders and a police officer disappeared without a clue, and if it was reported by the media, it would be big news that could cause panic.

Thinking of Zhang Bin, Schumann's face was not very good-looking.

She had just quarreled with Zhang Bin during the day, and now, she really doesn't know what kind of attitude she should use to face it.

"Let me in! Let me in! This is my home! ”

Suddenly, a sharp male voice came, and when Schumann and Jiang Yan heard the sound, they turned their heads in unison and saw a tall young man, who was about to rush in with a nervous face.

Schumann recognized at a glance that this man was the boyfriend of the deceased whom they had met the other day.

The colleague guarding the door turned his head and asked Schumann with his eyes, Schumann bowed slightly, and the man was let in.

The men looked at Schumann with unfriendly eyes, but more often than not, fear and nervousness. When he saw the corpse lying on the ground, his face suddenly turned pale:

"Xiaoxue!"

The man exclaimed loudly, and wanted to rush forward, but was stopped in time by Cheng Ziyang and Li Dabao next to him.

"Sir, please calm down!"

"I'll calm down, let me go! Let me go! Light snow! Light snow! Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? You fucking let go of me! Let go of Lao Tzu! ”

The man's emotions were very excited, and Schumann could understand it, but if he was like this again, it would not help at all.

At this time, Jiang Yan walked past him, came straight to the man, and when everyone was unprepared, he suddenly raised his hand, slapped the man, and hit the man in the face.

The man was silent all of a sudden, and the whole room was quiet.

The man's face was beaten to the side, and the five guides were clearly visible.

"Have you calmed down?"

Jiang Yan opened his mouth, his voice was cold and with a terrifying momentum, the man paused, and when he turned his head, his eyes were already red!

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

On the streets, people came and went, and although the sunlight above them was no longer blazing, it seemed to tear a hole in the lead-gray sky, which was called, Light.

Schumann stood at the gate of the city bureau, looking at the busy people and vehicles in front of him, with the solemn and solemn national emblem above his head.

In my ears, Shu Dazheng's voice seemed to be echoing for a long time, lingering and lingering in my heart.

Schumann settled down, hung up the phone, and in a pair of inky black eyes, it seemed to project two sharp and full of positive light, and the light in the poor sky, merging and connecting with each other.

……

At night, Jiang Yan still drove, and Schumann sat in the co-pilot's seat.

The mode in which the two get along now is mostly quiet, which reminds Schumann that when he was a child, they were a group of people together, and they were giggling and playing every day.

But now, the group of people who used to be together are only her and Jiang Yan.

Even so, once she and Jiang Yan were almost "lost".

"What are you thinking?"

In his ears, he suddenly remembered Jiang Yan's low and hoarse voice, and Schumann couldn't help but ease his mind when he heard it:

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking that when I was a child, the group of people we were together in the past, now, it seems to be gone."

Jiang Yan rarely sees Schumann's big grinning character, and he will also be sad and sad, thinking about something so sad.

"In this life, you will meet many people, and you will leave many people.

There are only so many places around a person, and some people are going to come in, and naturally some people are going to leave. This is the law and the reality.

But ......"

As he spoke, Jiang Yan couldn't help but pause, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and the other hand drooped naturally, put it on the back of Schumann's hand, and shook it gently:

"It doesn't matter how long it has been, no matter who you're with, no matter who you're around.

Jiang Yan will always be Schumann's! ”

The temperature of Jiang Yan's palm was scorching, as if it could burn Schumann, and with his melodious words, Schumann's heart couldn't help but stumble.

Oh, yes!

In this life, there are so many people who come and go around you, but in the end, the one who can hold your hand and go through your life together is the most precious.

Thinking of this, the corners of Schumann's lips couldn't help but bend slightly, although he didn't speak, but the palm that turned upwards and the fingers crossed made Jiang Yan's heart, at this moment, seem to have a refreshing spring water, slowly flowing through.

The two of them had a casual dinner outside, and as soon as they got home and were ready to take a shower, Schumann's phone rang.

"Hello, I'm Schumann."

Schumann's style of answering the phone has always been the same as her people, clean and clean.

It's just that as soon as the other party said a word, Schumann's face, which was still smiling lightly just now, immediately became solemn and serious.

Hanging up the phone, Schumann looked at Jiang Yan:

"Xintiandi Apartment, there was a murder!"

……

Nine o'clock in the evening, Xintiandi Apartment, Room 2302.

On the way here, Schumann had already told Jiang Yan that the deceased was none other than Zhao Ke's neighbor, the woman who had provided information to Schumann before.

When Schumann arrived, Qin Feiyang and the rest of the team had not yet arrived. Schumann made his way through the crowd, crossed the cordon, and entered the room.

The deceased died on the floor of the living room, stabbed in the back, and the murder weapon was next to the body, which was a household boning knife. The dead were lying on the ground with their backs to Schumann, covered in blood.

The house was very messy, and there were traces of looting at first glance.

Schumann walked up to him first, crouched down next to the corpse, and took a closer look. The deceased must have gone through a struggle when he died, with slight tearing and struggle marks on his body, blood stains on the ground and traces of dragging, and his head was facing the landline phone next to the sofa.

After the deceased was stabbed, he should not have died immediately, and struggled to call the police, but in the end he died due to physical exhaustion and excessive blood loss.

These are Schumann's rough judgments based on the corpse, and the specifics depend on Qin Feiyang's arrival, and then further autopsy and analysis of the corpse, before making a conclusion.

Schumann stood up and found Jiang Yan walking around the room checking at the same time.

A colleague approached:

"Team Shu."

Schumann withdrew his gaze from Jiang Yan:

"Who found the dead?"

"It's the caretaker of the building, and it's their shift time at half past eight, so they're going to come up and patrol. When I came here, I found that the door was open, and the caretaker thought that the owner had forgotten to lock the door, so I was going to come over to remind him.

But as soon as he got closer, he smelled a strong smell of blood, and the administrator felt that something was happening, so he opened the door, and then found the body and called the police.

No one else has been in the scene except for the apartment manager and our colleagues. ”

Schumann nodded:

"Well, make a note of it for the administrator."

The colleague answered, turned around and went to work.

Schumann stood in the center of the living room, looking at the dead woman, with a pair of beautiful eyebrows, twisted like a twisted flower.

The scene was turned over very messily, and she took a general look, and the valuable things were gone. The murderer's method of killing people also seems simple and crude. There is nothing suspicious, on the surface, it is just an ordinary burglary and murder case.

But for some reason, Schumann always felt that something was strange.

After thinking about it, Qin Feiyang, Li Dabao and Cheng Ziyang all arrived, Qin Feiyang and Schumann said hello briefly, and then went to work next to the corpse.

Li Dabao walked up to Schumann, looked at the corpse in front of him, and couldn't help frowning:

"It's not ......"

"Hmm!"

Schumann nodded, recently, since he found out that Zhao Ke was missing, Li Dabao's whole state has changed, no longer laughing, no longer rippling, and a calm face every day.

Seeing him at this time, Schumann didn't know what to say:

"Alright, let's get to work!"

After saying that, everyone began to get busy, and at this time Jiang Yan had already looked around the room, walked back to Schumann, took off his gloves, and asked Schumann:

"Any thoughts?"

Schumann glanced at Jiang Yan with a pair of dark eyes.

She knew that if it was really an ordinary robbery and murder case, Jiang Yan would definitely not ask herself that. And when he asked, he must have the same suspicions as himself.

Thinking of this, Schumann did not believe in God:

"Do you think this is no ordinary robbery?"

When Jiang Yan heard this, the corner of his right lip couldn't help but gently lift upward, revealing a meaningful arc, and in a pair of inky black eyes, the light projected was faintly revealing a momentum that made people feel cramped.

"It is undeniable that the murderer is very smart!"

Schumann: "What do you say?" ”

Jiang Yan: "First of all, the scene looks very messy, and valuable things have been taken away, and they are very unorganized. It stands to reason that the murderer should be very nervous and scared at this time.

However, if such a murderer is really the case, how can he think of erasing all fingerprints and shoe prints?

It seems that the scene has not been cleaned up, but in fact, it has been carefully cleaned and arranged, and at first glance, it is a master with strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities. ”

Jiang Yan said, and a trace of contempt couldn't help but appear in his eyes:

"A murderer who thought he was very smart, but he didn't expect that it was his cleverness that betrayed him!"

Schumann already understood what Jiang Yan meant:

"Therefore, the killing of the deceased was not an accident at all. Someone deliberately designed it! ”

"Not bad!"

At this point in the words of the two people, Li Dabao just walked out of the bedroom and walked up to Schumann:

But if that is the case, who will be the one who killed the dead? It can be seen that the deceased had resisted and struggled before he died, but the door lock was good.

Could it be an acquaintance who committed the crime? ”

Schumann: "I can't say for sure yet, but one thing I can be sure of now is that when we go back, the pressure will be put on us!" ”

Within a few days, two murders and a police officer disappeared without a clue, and if it was reported by the media, it would be big news that could cause panic.

Thinking of Zhang Bin, Schumann's face was not very good-looking.

She had just quarreled with Zhang Bin during the day, and now, she really doesn't know what kind of attitude she should use to face it.

"Let me in! Let me in! This is my home! ”

Suddenly, a sharp male voice came, and when Schumann and Jiang Yan heard the sound, they turned their heads in unison and saw a tall young man, who was about to rush in with a nervous face.

Schumann recognized at a glance that this man was the boyfriend of the deceased whom they had met the other day.

The colleague guarding the door turned his head and asked Schumann with his eyes, Schumann bowed slightly, and the man was let in.

The men looked at Schumann with unfriendly eyes, but more often than not, fear and nervousness. When he saw the corpse lying on the ground, his face suddenly turned pale:

"Xiaoxue!"

The man exclaimed loudly, and wanted to rush forward, but was stopped in time by Cheng Ziyang and Li Dabao next to him.

"Sir, please calm down!"

"I'll calm down, let me go! Let me go! Light snow! Light snow! Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? You fucking let go of me! Let go of Lao Tzu! ”

The man's emotions were very excited, and Schumann could understand it, but if he was like this again, it would not help at all.

At this time, Jiang Yan walked past him, came straight to the man, and when everyone was unprepared, he suddenly raised his hand, slapped the man, and hit the man in the face.

The man was silent all of a sudden, and the whole room was quiet.

The man's face was beaten to the side, and the five guides were clearly visible.

"Have you calmed down?"

Jiang Yan opened his mouth, his voice was cold and with a terrifying momentum, the man paused, and when he turned his head, his eyes were already red!

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