Jiang Yan paused word by word, his voice was low, but it seemed to have an irrefutable momentum. Schumann really froze in place, staring straight at the person in front of him with a pair of eyes.

His face looked as if it had been cut with a knife and axe, with hard lines and sharp edges. Soaring sword eyebrows, dark eyes, steep and sharp nose, thin lips and sexy lips, fingers dancing flexibly in front of her chest......

Finger!

Schumann lowered his eyes and saw that his ten slender and white, green fingers were skillfully tying the buttons on his body one by one.

A sudden excitement in her mind, she reacted, it turned out that in a hurry, she took off her shirt to crush the wound of the deceased, but only one underwear was left on her body. And Jiang Yan gave his shirt to himself.

At this moment, the shirt on her chest that was half untied was exposed to Jiang Yan's sight. His eyes were deep, as if he was suppressing something, and his cold fingertips seemed to inadvertently scratch her skin, instantly bringing a shiver. Schumann shuddered, and hurriedly dodged back, and the little gratitude that had just risen from the bottom of his heart disappeared immediately.

Your uncle's!

"I'll do it myself!"

Jiang Yan stood in place, did not step forward again, and after a while, he withdrew his hand hanging in the air with an uncertain expression.

Schumann's heart beat faster like a drum, pounding on her nerves one at a time. She could only keep her head down and hide her emotions by buttoning them.

"You just said that she didn't have to commit suicide, what's going on? So many pairs of eyes could be seen here, and she was the artery that she had cut with a knife. ”

Jiang Yan did not have a trace of expression on his angular face, and when he heard Schumann's words, he only raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Sometimes, what the eye sees may not be true."

As he spoke, Jiang Yan looked straight at Schumann with a pair of eyes, and there seemed to be something in the light, faintly jumping, making people unable to catch it:

"You've been a policeman for so long, don't you even understand this truth?"

Schumann raised his head, moved his lips but did not speak. The expression on his face also became solemn in an instant, and he involuntarily turned his head to look at the woman lying on the ground again, who had lost her life.

Twenty-four years old, the age of a flower, but before this flower is fully blooming, it has already decayed and withered.

After a slight pause, Schumann withdrew his gaze and turned his head again to look in the direction where Jiang Yan was before, only to find that it was empty, leaving only a faint smell mixed with bloody breath in the air.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, the General Administration of the Beicheng Public Security Bureau.

Schumann sat at his desk, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, his expression was solemn, his eyes were heavy, anyone who saw it knew that their boss was in a bad mood today! Very bad!

And the most direct impact of her bad mood is that the criminal police team that was laughing in the past has also become depressed.

Everyone seemed to have discussed it in advance, and no one dared to disturb Schumann, and even lowered the voices of each other's communication and conversation, for fear that if one of them did not care, he would provoke this aunt.

The entire city bureau knows that in the bureau, there are two people who can't be messed with.

One is the director Zhang Bin, and the other is the youngest captain in the history of the criminal police brigade-

Schumann!